Chapter 3564 Fog Seal

"Yes, Master Motuo says what he says!"

Yigu also had some resentment in his heart. The two powerful men in the Ten Thousand Demon Forest couldn't keep a ninth-rank human immortal, and could only get angry at their own people. This is too unmannered.

"Yigu, are you blaming me?"

Hearing Yigu's seemingly respectful words, Motuo squinted his eyes, and the words that came out of his mouth made the former's body tremble slightly, and his head was buried even lower, but the jealous light in his eyes became more and more intense. It's a bit richer.

"Subordinates dare not!"

Yigu naturally didn't dare to offend the strong man of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, but this answer obviously didn't satisfy Motuo, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes instantly.

Motuo was already upset enough today, he didn't expect that even an ant of the eighth-rank immortal would dare to show his face. He felt that he had to stand up in order to regain his own majesty.

"Don't you dare? If you say it this way, there is resentment in your heart, but you dare not show it because of your lack of strength?"

Motuo stared coldly at the spirit of the eighth-rank immortal in front of him, and what he said made many of the surrounding spirits look strange, secretly thinking that Yigu might be angered by this strong man in the forest of ten thousand demons up.

"Lord Motuo, this subordinate made a slip of the tongue, please forgive me!"

Yigu obviously also sensed the extreme oppression. Even if Motuo was seriously injured, he was still a strong man in the realm of demigod, and he was definitely not something Yigu could compete with.

"Since you are an ant, you must have the consciousness of an ant. Yigu, if you still have a chance to develop spiritual wisdom, you must remember to be cautious in your words and deeds!"

Now that Motuo has murderous intentions, he will not care about Yigu's arrogant attitude. After hearing his words, Yigu's face changed suddenly, and his figure also moved at this moment.

Whoosh!

The speed of the eighth-rank Immortal Venerable's Yigu was not uncomfortably fast, but Motuo's movements were undoubtedly faster, and he saw streaks of black mist rising up, enveloping Yigu in an instant.

"ah!"

A scream that resounded through the sky spread into the ears of many strange spirits, making them a little creepy, and at the same time silently mourned for the shadowy valley in their hearts.

It's not good for you to provoke someone. If you insist on provoking a Medog who is about to collapse, but that is still a super strong demigod. Isn't this courting death?

The many strange spirits at this moment undoubtedly forgot that Yigu just wanted to report the situation of the outer camp, and it was not because he wanted to provoke Medog.

This is the subconscious obedience of the Eldar to the absolute authority of the strong. No matter how reasonable you are, you cannot easily provoke the superior. This is very different from the human race.

Therefore, when Yigu's screams stopped abruptly, and the fog dissipated and only one spirit crystal was left, no one thought there was anything wrong with it, and many strange spirits thought it was justified.

It's a pity that Yigu was still thinking that he was very lucky just now, and he was able to escape from the hands of the evil human god Xingchen, but he didn't expect that extreme joy would turn into sorrow, and finally died in the hands of the strong spirit clan. It has to be said that it is sad .

On the other hand, Motuo, who had killed Yigu, didn't even look at the Yigu Spirit Crystal that fell to the ground. It seemed that after killing Yigu, his mood finally became a little bit better.

boom!

Just after Motuo vented his mood and improved, a majestic energy fluctuation suddenly came from somewhere above the sky, followed by a black figure, and finally stood up slowly in the air. Xinjiang.

At this moment, Mo Jiang just took a look at the accident over there, and felt the comfort in his body like mercury pouring down the ground. He knew that the strange energy in his body was finally dissolved by himself.

To be honest, for a while just now, Mo Jiang doubted whether he could dispel that kind of power, which made his fear of Yun Xiao reach an extreme.

A human evildoer whose cultivation base is only at the level of the ninth-rank immortal venerable can threaten the real first-rank god emperor. If you think about it with your toes, you can think that it will definitely be the enemy of the spirit race in the future.

Therefore, whether public or private, Mo Jiang will not let go of that human youth named Yun Xiao, even though it has been more than half a day since Yun Xiao left Shifang City.

call out!

Mo Jiang raised his hand, and a black mist suddenly appeared, and then under his gaze, it changed into a small arrow, and the direction pointed by the arrow tip was impressively northwest.

"Sure enough, he is a cunning boy!"

Looking at the direction pointed by the arrow, Mo Jiang couldn't help sneering, secretly rejoicing that he had played some unintentional backhands, otherwise he would have let that heaven-defying human kid escape.

It is obvious that this is a special secret skill to guide the direction. The direction pointed by the arrow is where Yun Xiao is. Mo Jiang must have tampered with Yun Xiao's body.

"Huh?"

However, just when Mo Jiang was confident, the black mist arrow in front of him changed again. The original pointy arrow turned into a bald head.

And the next moment, the mist that turned into an iron rod was spinning around, like a headless fly, unable to stop for a long time.

"That kid does have some skills, and he can cover up the breath of the fog mark!"

Looking at the black mist stick spinning around, Mo Jiang naturally knew what was going on, and obviously lost the sense of the fog seal.

It was just spinning around, but the mist stick didn't dissipate, indicating that the mist seal should still be on Yun Xiao's body, but it used an unknown method to cover up his breath.

Fortunately, the stick of black mist had pointed in one direction before, so Mo Jiang felt that his luck was good, and he secretly rejoiced that he resolved it in time.

"Modog, I will leave the mess of Shifang City to you!"

Before Mo Jiang set off to chase Yun Xiao, he shouted at Mo Tuo over there, then glanced at a certain spirit crystal intentionally, and then turned to the northwest without looking back. The direction is swept away.

In a blink of an eye, Mo Jiang's figure had disappeared into the sky outside Shifang City, which made all the strange spirits of Shifang City heaved a sigh of relief.

Even if the powerhouse of a first-rank God Emperor did not target them, even if he just sat there, it still made them a little breathless. It was a kind of coercion from the bottom of their hearts.

Medog naturally knows what Mo Jiang said before he left, what does it mean?/

That was to tell him not to be as bloodthirsty as before. If he really wanted to kill all the spirits in Shifang City, he might have a lot of trouble after returning to the Ten Thousand Demon Forest.

To be honest, at that moment just now, after Motuo killed Yigu forcefully, for a moment, he really wanted to kill all the spirits in the Shifang City.

Today's battle is a great shame for Medog. If these spirit race ants are allowed to spread, it will be an invisible smear to his image.

A ruthless spirit like Medog would not really care about the lives of these spirit ants. To protect his reputation, it is not impossible to directly slaughter a city of spirits.

It's just that with Mo Jiang's words before he left, Motuo dispelled such thoughts. After all, this is Zhan Lingyuan, not the hinterland of spirits. Slaughtering the city without authorization will inevitably attract severe punishment from the strong spirits.

The human side has hidden rules in the battle spirit, and the ghosts naturally also have them. Of course, Motuo comes from the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, but this battle spirit is not under the control of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest.

Sensing the disappearance of Mo Tuo's murderous aura, some people with keen minds breathed a sigh of relief again.

They were all a little fortunate that the seemingly unintentional words of the first-grade god emperor Mo Jiang undoubtedly saved the lives of all their spirits.

Since Medog couldn't kill all the strange spirits in Shifang City, he could only clean up the mess in Shifang City obediently as Mo Jiang said, which would undoubtedly make Medog a headache.

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Ten Square City, Northwest!

This place is already extremely far away from Shifang City, and it still looks like a plain, but if someone looks closely, they will find a blurry figure that is extremely unimaginable somewhere.

"Xiaolong, can this thing really not erase it completely?"

Yun Xiao turned his head to the side, looked helplessly at the cute child beside him, and then turned his gaze to a black mark on the back of his right hand, looking a little irritable.

After more than half a day, Yun Xiao escaped an extremely long distance, and turned to the northwest, which was very different from his previous escape route from the due west of Shifang City.

Not long after leaving Shifang City, the blood of Nine Dragons in Yunxiao's body and the power of his ancestral veins dissipated together, and his soul power was also exhausted, and he fell into an extremely weak state instantly.

Fortunately, in Yun Xiao's waist, there is also a little dragon that attracts the dragon tree spirit. Under such circumstances, even if the little dragon has just broken through to the eighth-rank immortal, he can only be called out by Yun Xiao to protect him a little bit. blamed.

On the way to escape, the strange spirit of a sixth-rank immortal master sensed Yun Xiao's weak state, and wanted to take advantage of the fire, but was finally slapped to pieces by Xiaolong's chubby little hand, which must be said to be a different kind of bad luck.

But as time went by, Yun Xiao finally discovered something was wrong, and finally with the help of Xiaolong, he made the black mist mark on the back of his hand visible, which was obviously not his own.

Until that time, Yun Xiao realized that his move from due west to northwest seemed to be useless, so he could only stop temporarily, thinking about how to clear this black mist mark.

There was nothing Yun Xiao could do. With both energy and soul, he could only sit slumped on the ground panting, all his hopes were pinned on Xiaolong.

What made Yun Xiao a little disappointed was that Xiaolong, the eighth-rank immortal, had a strange and powerful means of cultivation, but he was still powerless to clear the black mist imprint. In the end, he could only barely cover his breath, which was better than nothing. up.