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Even if he became the young master, Mo Renjie did not dare to relax at all. Although he was extremely talented and loved by the grandfather, there was no guarantee that the position of the young master would not change.

Because in the past four hundred years, the young master has been changed twice. The previous young master was Mo Renjie's third uncle, who was also highly regarded by the ancestor. This third uncle had an abnormal bone structure. He cultivated to the middle stage of the golden elixir in two hundred years and ranked first among the eight disciples, that is, Mo Da among the eight demons.

A hundred years ago, when Mo Da was out, he was careless for a while and was besieged by more than a dozen cultivators of Taiji Sect. He was seriously injured. Although he barely escaped with his life, his meridians were damaged and his cultivation could not improve.

After this happened, Mo Lao was furious. On the one hand, he hated Taiji Sect, on the other hand, he angrily scolded Mo Da, called him stupid, and deprived him of the position of young master and replaced him with Mo Renjie, the fourth generation disciple.

Therefore, Mo Renjie, who got the position of Young Sect Master out of thin air, was ecstatic, but he was also treading on thin ice. There were more than one outstanding child in the Mo family, and he had to rely on his own strength to keep the position of Young Sect Master.

He was now facing the stage of forming a pill, but there were also two guys in the fourth generation who had cultivated to the late stage of foundation building, so he had to work harder.

After Mo Renjie and Hou Qi stood still, although they did not speak, Shi Feng saw Mo Renjie's eyes sweeping back and forth on the field.

Shi Feng's heart moved, was he looking for someone?

While thinking, there was a clear sound, white gas poured up into the sky, and the transmission channel of the Black Stone Square was officially opened.

Shi Feng couldn't help cursing when he saw it, "Damn it, why is it the channel going down again?"

There was an uproar in the square, both joy and cursing.

In the noise, someone exclaimed, "Look, there is a Yin beast rushing up." I saw a fish-like and snake-like monster quickly emerging from below in the surging white gas, and the breath was in the early stage of the second stage.

Mo Renjie gave a low order, Hou Qi nodded, flicked his right hand, and something jumped out of the leather bag on his waist. It grew in the wind and turned into a huge black tiger. The aura was in the early stage of Jindan. The black tiger raised its head and roared, then pounced on it. The Yin beast hurriedly tried to hide, but it was too late. Its head was directly torn to pieces by the black tiger's claws, and an egg-sized black crystal was swallowed by the black tiger.

The Horned Demon Dragon sighed, "In the underground palace, whether it is the human race, the demon race, or the demon race, their cultivation is suppressed, but the puppets are not affected at all and have a great advantage."

After a Yin beast appeared, the second one appeared soon. The black tiger did not hesitate and killed it again, then the third one, the fourth one...

Several Jindan cultivators in the crowd were jealous and quickly joined the battle.

The foundation-building cultivators looked at each other and did not take action for a while. One of the reasons was that he didn't dare to snatch things from the Jindan cultivators. More importantly, the purple-robed demon cultivator was still standing by. Who knew if he would suddenly turn hostile and say that you youngsters dared to kill the demons in front of me?

But the next moment, everyone was relieved immediately.

The purple-robed demon cultivator pursed his lips, and the two transformed demon cultivators behind him screamed, flew out, and cut a stone bear in two with one swing, and took the black crystal into their pockets.

In the white light, more and more Yin beasts rushed up from the fourth floor. Hou Qi and other Jindan cultivators were too busy to handle it, and some Yin beasts kept slipping through the net.

Seeing this, a group of foundation-building cultivators could no longer bear it, and they all showed their weapons and rushed up to kill the Yin beasts and snatch the black crystals.

This was simply a feast of hunting. There were more than a hundred cultivators in the square, and their strength was completely one-sided. The Yin beasts that rushed up were cut by countless sharp blades before they could disperse, and died.

Shi Feng saw that the people around him were smiling and busy, but he sighed. The Horned Demon Dragon said, "Why are you sighing? You can slowly find a way out."

"I'm not sighing about the way out, but sighing about this group of people. They only care about the money in front of them and don't care about the way out."

The Horned Demon Dragon was surprised, "Is there anything wrong with hunting these Yin beasts?"

"No. These Yin beasts in front of us are like moths flying into the fire, and naturally they don't pose a threat. But the underground palace monster tide has erupted so violently, and there are more than one passageway to the top. Can there be so many cultivators guarding the entrances to other passages? Calculate, how many Yin beasts have been added to the third floor of the underground palace after this round? It will be difficult to move forward next!"

"Hey! Why do you care so much? It's like visiting a brothel. Just enjoy the night tonight, who cares about tomorrow's three meals! Look, there are resentful ghosts coming out."

A group of cultivators rose in the white light, their clothes and armor were tattered, and the demonic aura was soaring. They were the resentful ghosts, one of the three evils of the underground palace. There were more than ten vengeful spirits in this group. If they were to encounter them normally, even a Jindan cultivator would have to give them a wide berth.

But now, there were no less than ten Jindan cultivators on the field, so how could they be afraid of these dozen late-stage foundation-building Yin beasts? Suddenly, the spiritual light was everywhere, and they rushed towards the group of vengeful spirits.

Because the vengeful spirits had just begun to have spiritual intelligence, they were not comparable to those horned wolves and stone bears. They found that there were more than a hundred cultivators standing near the passage, some of whom were at a much higher level than them, so they dared not rush up, screamed, and fled in all directions.

The passage was densely packed with Yin beasts, and everyone could not kill them.

Two vengeful spirit cultivators took the opportunity to break away from the encirclement, and after a few flashes, they were about to escape.

At this time, Mo Renjie sneered, and his sleeves fluttered slightly. A bullet flew out from the bottom of his sleeves, turning into a palm-sized wooden dragon, and flew quickly towards the two vengeful spirits.

As the wooden dragon flew, its body grew larger. In a moment, it had turned into a twenty-foot-long black dragon, and a golden elixir-stage pressure spread.

The horned demon dragon cried out, "Is this the breath of the Mountain-Opening Red Flame Dragon? What's going on? Could it be that this kid, like you, also has a demon dragon as a helper?"

Shi Feng frowned and said nothing. His cultivation was limited and he could not tell whether the black dragon was real or fake, but the spiritual pressure of the demon clan was definitely real.

The two vengeful spirits screamed in fear. The dragon pounced on them and wrapped its tail around them. The weapons in the hands of the vengeful spirits smashed the dragon's body desperately, but it was like an ant shaking a tree, and it did not move at all.

Mo Renjie laughed loudly. The dragon tightened its grip and the two vengeful spirits were squeezed into two piles of meat paste. The dragon opened its mouth and sucked the two black crystals into its mouth, then relaxed its body and let a pile of broken meat and limbs fall from the air.

The horned demon dragon had already discovered something different, "No, no, it's not the real Mountain-Opening Red Flame Dragon, it's a puppet. When the Mountain-Opening Red Flame Dragon gets angry, its body will turn red, and flames will surround it. The mere vengeful spirits would have been burned to ashes."

Shi Feng said, "Real dragon puppet? I've always heard that the Demon Puppet Sect has the technique of refining spirit puppets, which can seal powerful monsters into puppets with amazing power. It seems that this should be the spirit puppet that seals the spirit of the Mountain-Opening Red Flame Dragon."

The horned demon dragon said, "With that kid's cultivation, let alone refining such a spirit puppet, he can't even control it. This is a Jindan stage puppet, not to mention the most powerful dragon among the monsters."

Shi Feng said, "He is the young sect master. This puppet must have been improved by Old Monster Mo and given to him. It can be driven by blood power, otherwise how can Mo Renjie use it?"

The black dragon had already pounced into the Yin beasts. It tore its claws and swept its tail, and groups of Yin beasts were killed. The people around looked over, envious and afraid.

Hou Qi smiled bitterly. Although his uncle was also using a Jindan puppet, the young master was using a real dragon monster. Compared with this monster, his tiger monster was a far cry from the others.

When the real dragon puppet appeared, it immediately shocked the people around him, and even the purple-robed demon cultivator opened his eyes. Mo Renjie's origin was also quickly guessed, after all, this real dragon puppet was really famous.

With the real dragon puppet as a protection, not to mention the foundation-building cultivators, even the Jindan cultivators did not dare to provoke Mo Renjie. You should know that Mo Laoguai's temper was extremely cruel.

There was once a casual cultivator Jindan who didn't know what was good for him. When he saw this real dragon puppet, he was extremely envious and took the puppet away with a magic weapon, but he couldn't refine it at all. Mo Laoguai quickly followed the puppet mark and caught the man, skinned him, and even sealed his spirit and soul, and refined it into a puppet.

After this battle, no one dared to provoke the young master of the Demon Puppet Sect.

Shi Feng stared at the real dragon puppet, and the Horned Demon Dragon said hurriedly, "Boy, don't think about this thing. If you are not careful, you will lose your life, and it will also implicate Master Long."

Shi Feng smiled slightly, "Master Long, why should you be so modest? The person who can capture you and seal you into a puppet has not been born yet."

The Horned Demon Dragon sighed. He wanted to say a few tough words, but he knew in his heart that there were many people in the world who could skin him alive. Being made into a puppet is almost the same as being possessed by the human race. Just thinking about it makes me feel scared.

Shi Feng continued, "But this kid is too strong, and there are two of us. We don't have to fight him head-on!" To be honest, if Mo Renjie was alone, Shi Feng did have the idea of ​​joining forces with the Horned Demon Dragon Xiaohei to sneak attack him. But with the protection of the Jindan cultivator Hou Qi, this idea was directly abandoned.

The Horned Demon Dragon quickly agreed, "That's right, that's right, it's not worth it, it's not worth it!"

Shi Feng was about to make fun of the Horned Demon Dragon, but suddenly, his smile froze. He saw a group of black bats in the distance flapping their wings and flying towards this side, with a cultivator riding on each bat.

The Horned Demon Dragon laughed, "What a coincidence, boy, your lover is here."

It was Feng Qitong and his party who came. They were also attracted by the celestial phenomena here and hurried over.

After landing the black bat, Feng Qitong was secretly surprised to see so many cultivators gathered in the square, especially many Jindan cultivators.

At this time, Wei Fuqing's gentle laughter sounded, "Junior Sister Xiaofeng is here, please come over and have a chat."

Although Feng Qitong didn't like Wei Fuqing, at this moment, it would be a win-win situation for both parties if they were together, and a loss for both parties if they were apart. She nodded, "Hello, Senior Brother Wei!" and led the junior brothers to Wei Fuqing's side.

Seeing Shi Feng not speaking, the Horned Demon Dragon could not help but ask, "Boy, what bad idea are you thinking of again?"

Shi Feng smiled bitterly, "What bad idea is there? I just want to run away?"

"Run away? Why run away? Didn't you disguise yourself?"

"Feng Qitong is very careful, and we fought against the Snake King together not long ago. I'm afraid she can't hide my tricks from her."

"Then why aren't you worried that Wei Fuqing will recognize you?"

"Wei Fuqing is arrogant in his bones, and arrogance makes him careless. Besides, he may not be very familiar with Shi Qi, and he can't compare with Feng Qitong."

Feng Qitong exchanged a few words with Wei Fuqing and turned his head away. Lou Xuan and others couldn't help but join the battle to snatch the black crystal, but Feng Qitong didn't do it, but looked at the monks present one by one.

For a cup of tea, her eyes swept over Shi Feng, but soon came back, staring at Shi Feng, with a slight smile on her lips.