Legendary Pharmacist

"Bah!" The young man from Moying Valley opened his mouth wide and spat fiercely at Mo Junrong's face, his eyes widened and released an angry light.

If eyes could kill, Mo Junrong would probably have died tens of thousands of times. The saliva was blocked by the energy barrier in mid-air, and Mo Junrong's face became colder and colder.

Unfavorable in the beginning of the teacher, I didn't expect to encounter a tough bone as soon as I came up, which really spoiled my prestige. He stopped talking nonsense with this Ink Shadow Valley youth, raised a finger, and made a cross-cutting gesture.

A blazing soul next to him strode forward and stretched out the human arm with a thick waist. The giant, more than two feet tall, was covered with solid armor, like an indestructible fortress.

There was only a slight groan, and the young man from the Ink Shadow Valley had his head twisted off before he could cry out in pain. There were still nine people left, blood was sprinkled in front of them, and they evaporated in the scorched earth.

The strong smell of blood permeated the air, and the faces of the nine people were all different after smelling it, with anger, fear, and regret emerging intertwined.

Mo Junrong glanced at it, and immediately knew it. Sure enough, I still have to kill chickens to scare monkeys, kill one in person, and let these people know how powerful I am.

"There's no need to keep these few!" He stretched out his hand and tapped seven times, all of them were the cultivator of Moying Valley with a little anger on his face.

Blazing Soul's actions were extremely straightforward, without the slightest sympathy, Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka broke the seven people into pieces. There were only two practitioners who had been frightened just now, and now they were trembling and limp on the ground, with thick piss coming out of their trouser legs.

Mo Junrong repeated the previous question: "What treasures do you have in the Black Shadow Valley, the treasures of the town?" One of them was a little older, and he couldn't explain clearly.

"There is a treasure, it's that thing, it's inside, I'm telling the truth, it should be that, it must be..." Mo Junrong's brows gradually tightened, and he looked at another younger cultivator of Moying Valley.

"I...I know, it's a long-distance hidden weapon that can...can kill enemies from a distance..." Hearing this, Mo Junrong understood that both of them wanted to exchange information for their lives, but the first person who knew Not much, so I can't tell.

He didn't say anything, and directly made a cross-cutting gesture, asking Chi Hun to kill the Moyinggu cultivator who couldn't understand.

There was only the last one left, and a hideous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Tell me, what kind of treasure is it? It's worthy of your Moying Valley's collection." Seeing the armored giants approaching a little closer, the young man from Moying Valley finally gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to ask.

"I... I can say,

But...you want me to leave alive, let me go..." Strangely, Mo Junrong didn't object, nor did he get angry.

Instead, he nodded very readily and agreed: "Okay, you just need to obediently tell me where the treasure is, what it is called, and what it does. I will let you leave alive and never break my promise! What, you don't believe it? No problem, I can swear " As he spoke, Mo Junrong raised his finger to the sky, and repeated the promises just now in the form of an oath.

After hearing this, the young man in Moying Valley finally felt relieved, and he spoke a little more quickly.

"I heard from the owner of the valley that the treasure of our township in Moying Valley is hidden in a shrine at the source of the dark river at the bottom of the valley. That thing is called a nail-headed book, and it is a magic weapon. Just operate according to the content written in the book , Even if it’s half the Yunxiu Continent, you can crucify people.” Mo Junrong’s eyes lit up, and he asked: “You mean this magic weapon can kill people from a distance of hundreds of thousands of feet? ?”

"Master Gu... that's what he said, but... But there must be requirements, the specifics... I, a disciple, can't know." Mo Jun nodded in satisfaction when he got the answer he wanted.

It is worthy of being the treasure of the town school, the listening function alone is very remarkable, it is tailor-made for me to kill Zheng Qiu.

He patted the disciple of Moyinggu on the shoulder: "Well done! I, Mo Junrong, am a person who keeps my oath, and now you can leave safely." The disciple of Moyinggu looked at Mo Junrong suspiciously. After Rong nodded, she immediately came to her senses and ran away like crazy.

Looking at the backs of the disciples fleeing for their lives, Mo Junrong showed a sinister smile. He promised to let the other party leave alive, but he didn't promise to keep the other party alive.

When he patted the shoulder just now, he had already cast an evil cultivator's spell into the opponent's shoulder. That Ink Shadow Valley disciple's strength was exhausted too much, and his body energy was completely empty. It would take at least three months to recover.

As for the evil cultivating spell, it only takes half a month to kick in, and when the time comes, you will end up exploding and dying. Just when Mo Junrong was about to leave for the bottom of the valley basin, looking for the dark river, a scythe came rushing over with big strides.

Its huge five-six-story body, like a hill falling down, rumbled and crawled in front of General Mo.

Opening its lizard-like mouth, a flame of glory rolled out of the empty skull. There was a clear signal of mental fluctuations coming from the flames, and Mo Junrong knew immediately that it was the mental fluctuations of Huo Jiao Dazhi.

"General, that thing called Tianzhou is about to run away, we can't stop it! General..." Mo Junrong suddenly became angry: "Where is the eye of God, establish a communication with me immediately!" Rong urged sharply, and soon an unused temporary God's Eye was placed in front of him.

The medium-sized landing meteor does not have the fire dragon, so the scythe replaced the work of the fire dragon, using the fire of glory in the body to activate the eye of God.

The scythe was not smart enough, and the five of them tossed together for a long time before placing the God's Eye imprint on the ground. The branding is like a special teleportation array dedicated to transmitting images, transmitting the connected images to the other side of the branding.

In the image of the fire, the shadow of Jiao emerges, which is a big branch.

"General, here we are..." Before Dazhi finished speaking, Mo Junrong yelled: "What are you doing, five large troops landing on meteors, can't stop a sky boat? That day the boat is not an eternal and unshakable thing, it hits like before, can't it break away?" As he said, Mo Junrong's eyes showed suspicion: "Could it be that there are ghosts in my troops who deliberately want to break away?" Let Tianzhou go? Um, so, is it you?" Dazhi shrank his head, kowtowed non-stop while holding his head with his front paws, apologizing and explaining.

"General, calm down, general, how could I betray you and let the enemy go. If I did such a thing, I would not only betray you, the general, but also the Lord God. God Lord can take back the flame of glory at any time, let me Pay the price. General, I am absolutely loyal..." Mo Junrong's suspicious expression faded slightly: "I will give you a chance to explain why tens of millions of troops can't stop a sky-breaking boat?"

"General, there are weapons on that boat, they are very powerful. You see, there are many weapons. I have never seen such a thing..." The mental fluctuations from Dazhi felt very anxious, and it seemed that it was Really ran into a big problem.

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