122 The Others Who Infiltrated the Valley of Magic Flame!

The night was hazy, and the moon was covered by a dark cloud. If there was someone in the sky, with the light from around the palace, one could vaguely see a black shadow moving rapidly through the dense forest.

"Xiao Ding, did you see something jumping over?" A disciple held a torch in the direction of the dense forest and waved it.

"No, did you read it wrong?" The patrol team of two people, the man called Xiao Ding, also raised the torch, but it was dark below, and nothing could be seen.

"It shouldn't be, I clearly saw a black shadow flashing past..." The disciple who spoke touched his head and muttered to himself.

"Don't think too much, it's about to change shifts, and I'll have a drink after the shift." Xiao Ding said.

The latter nodded, and the two started patrolling towards him. After the two left, a black shadow landed on the spot where the two stayed.

Hei Ying murmured: "This is where the disciples live."

The words fell, and the shadow dissipated.

When the black shadow reappeared, it was on the roof of the largest palace. The glazed tiles were gently lifted, and the black shadow's eyes swept down.

In the huge sleeping hall, there was only one blood-haired old man in a skeleton yellow robe sitting cross-legged on the bed.

The old man's face was as thin as skin and bones, his eyes were sunken, and there was a strange aura in his whole body. When he exhaled and inhaled, a red gas was inhaled into his abdomen.

"Ding, to discover the Seven Star Douzong, you can spend 97,000 luck points to snatch it."

"Seven Star Douzong, I think he should be the old devil, but where is Han Feng?"

A thought flashed through Chen Mo's mind, and at this moment, the system's notification sounded again.

"Ding, if you find a two-star fighting king, you can spend 22,000 luck points to snatch it."

"It's not good, Elder Lu was assassinated and died."

"There are assassins, catch them quickly!"

"..."

The accompanying system prompt sounded, and several screams of panic came from a palace.

Caused a panic.

Some unknown disciples came out of the room,

Surprised: "Elder Lu is a strong fighter, who can assassinate him?"

Chen Mo leaned down, leaning over the roof of the hall. Under the cover of the night, he could see a figure in a black robe flying towards Chen Mo from the roof of the hall where screams came from.

"I..." Chen Mo was in the mood of scolding his mother, and it was not easy to run, so run this way.

There was no other way, Chen Mo covered his breath, and swept towards the roof of another palace, but that figure seemed to have identified Chen Mo.

Chen Mo hid there, and the figure fled there.

So, with several figures flying around and the lighting of countless torches, both of them were exposed under the dazzling firelight.

Mu Qianqian did not expect that other than himself, someone else would also sneak into the Demon Flame Valley.

Chen Mo's face was as heavy as water, and he was thinking of killing the stranger in front of him.

"Bold assassin, dare to go to Moyan Mountain to commit murder, and bring accomplices with him, what audacity!" A middle-aged man with a fighting king cultivation level looked at the two of them coldly.

Seeing that he was discovered, Chen Mo didn't hide at all, and directly pointed out the purpose of his visit: "I'm looking for Han Feng!"

"Hmph, Elder Han is something you assassin can see immediately." The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and immediately said: "Take it."

As soon as the middle-aged man gave an order, the five fighting kings surrounding the two suddenly surged out their fighting spirit and swept towards them.

"court death!"

Chen Mo's eyes turned cold, and he grasped the palm of his hand. A black spear about one foot long was condensed in his hand, and a dark white flame flowed on the spear.

The blazing temperature distorted the burning void.

During the few flashes of the figure, there were a few afterimages left in the air.

When the afterimage dissipated, accompanied by the misty blood mist, the five fighting kings who came over fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Within three breaths of the attached flame, the bodies of the five people were incinerated into nothingness.

Under Mu Qianqian's horrified eyes, and everyone's shocked eyes, Chen Mo's figure appeared in front of the middle-aged man, and with a stab, the void faintly shook.

The next moment, the tip of the spear pierced the big man's chest and passed through his back, and the dark white flame flowing from the spear body suddenly burned from his chest.

Immediately the flames engulfed his body.

Just like the fate of the five fighting kings, amidst the wailing, the body turned into nothingness.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed, and there was an unconcealable astonishment in their eyes.

Six fighting kings were easily beheaded by one person in a short period of time.

The siege figures below retreated inexplicably in the panic in their hearts.

Mu Qianqian, who was behind the black veil, was dumbfounded, like a statue, stuck in place, horrified.

When he reacted, he was about to take the opportunity to escape.

"How dare!"

A stern shout came from the palace behind, the voice fell, blood rushed to the sky, and a glazed tile on the roof of the hall shattered.

A blood-haired old man wearing a skeleton yellow robe stood out of nowhere above the void, his sunken pupils were filled with thick anger, and his gaze was fixed on the two of them like lightning.

When Mu Qianqian passed around the top of his hall, the blood-haired old man noticed it. He just saw that he only had the aura of a Dou Wang, and his subordinates had already made a move, so he didn't make a move and continued to practice.

Until Chen Mo's aura was exposed, the blood-haired old man was startled, because the location where this aura was exposed was very close to him, but he didn't notice it, that is to say, the producer of this aura was not weaker than himself.

But at the moment when he was about to make a move and got off the bed, the auras of the six fighting kings under him all dissipated.

This time, he didn't care about making a gorgeous appearance, and directly broke out in a rage.

The majestic coercion instantly blocked the two of them.

Mu Qianqian already felt that it was gradually difficult to breathe.

"Who is Your Excellency? Is there something in this Devil Flame Valley that provoked Your Excellency? You actually let Your Excellency kill you so hard." The Old Demon Old Ghost said coldly, with a serious expression on his face.

As for Mu Qianqian next to Chen Mo, he was automatically ignored by the old devil.

Chen Mo's face was indifferent: "The weak don't respect the strong, so they deserve to be killed. What's more, this is the Black Horn Region, and they can survive for so long. Some of them are not worthy of death."

"You are almost buried in the ground, don't you still understand the truth?"

After finishing speaking, Chen Mo looked at Old Demon Old Ghost with a sarcastic look.

"Okay, okay." Three good times in a row, Old Demon Old Ghost was furious, and looked at Chen Mo with sharp eyes: "In that case, let the old man learn from Your Excellency's clever tricks."

"Thousand Illusion Mysterious Ice Spikes!"

The Old Demon Old Ghost lightly raised his hands, and as he flicked his fingers, densely packed black ice picks emerged strangely from his fingertips.

call out! call out! call out!

They shot towards Chen Mo and Mu Qianqian overwhelmingly.

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