Chapter 667 Delivered

Mo Hua was shocked, and immediately turned into a stream of water and retreated quickly.

At the same time, the black-clothed leader's eyes turned cold, and he drew out his spiritual sword, slashed out a sword light, and chopped at Mo Hua, who was covered by a water shadow.

Mo Hua accelerated his escape method and took another step back.

The sword light was a step slower, and chopped in front of Mo Hua, smashing the bricks and stones on the ground.

The spiritual power in the hall vibrated, attracting the attention of Cheng Mo and others outside.

They remembered Mo Hua's instructions:

"As long as there is movement, take action immediately."

Hao Xuan used the wind-type body method, his footsteps were like the wind, and he immediately came behind a black-clothed man in the early stage of foundation building, raised the thousand-pound stick, and knocked it down suddenly.

The black-clothed man was caught off guard and suffered a heavy blow on the head, bleeding and dizzy.

Cheng Mo still held a branch in his mouth, silently and like a tiger, pounced over, raised two large axes high, and chopped directly on the black-clothed man's forehead.

The black-clothed man died immediately.

Another man in black nearby noticed the movement and wanted to come to support, but was stabbed in the shoulder by Yang Qianjun, who had been ambushed.

Situ Jian controlled the Lihuo Sword and pierced his lower abdomen.

Then the two joined forces to continue the attack.

The man in black was still struggling, and after three rounds, he was killed by Yang Qianjun and Situ Jian.

Now there was only one man in black outside the hall.

He was far away and sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power. When he rushed over, the other two accomplices of the man in black were already dead.

The man in black suddenly changed his face and turned to run.

Yi Li gathered his luck for a moment, raised his palm, and condensed into a earth prison to trap him.

Cheng Mo and the other four immediately rushed over, with axes, swords, spears and sticks, and killed the last man in black.

When Mo Hua left the hall, the whole area outside the hall had been cleared.

Except for the black leader in the middle stage of foundation building, all other people in this group of black traffickers were wiped out.

At the same time, the black-clothed leader also chased out.

As soon as he went out, he saw that his last black-clothed brother had died tragically under the siege of Cheng Mo and his five men.

Turning his head, he saw that there were many corpses lying in other places, but they were well hidden and not easy to be discovered.

With a glance of his spiritual sense, the huge abandoned weapon refining shop was empty and deadly.

The black-clothed leader was shocked and unbelievable.

So many of his men, so many brothers, just died without knowing it... all? !

A surge of anger surged in his heart, and the black-clothed leader looked at Cheng Mo and his men and said sternly:

"A bunch of little bastards! Who sent you here?"

He absolutely did not believe that with these sect disciples in the early stage of foundation building, he could kill all the more than ten brothers under his command.

At this moment, he remembered the invisible monk who had spied on him in the hall just now.

Concealment technique?

The black-clothed leader frowned.

He looked around, but there was no figure of the hidden monk.

It seems that the man's whereabouts were exposed, and after escaping with the help of water-based body skills, he used the invisibility technique to hide his figure.

The black-clothed leader's eyes darkened.

He only saw a ball of water light in a quick glance, and did not see the real figure of the hidden person.

But he must be an experienced and insidious cultivator who can learn the invisibility technique and use it well.

If he is not two hundred years old, he must be at least one hundred years old.

"A insidious cultivator who hides his head and shows his tail, five little beasts who have just entered the sect, killed more than ten of my brothers..."

The black-clothed leader drew out a standard spirit sword, and his aura rose around him, and his voice was cold.

"I want you to be buried with me!"

The black-clothed leader was in the middle stage of foundation building, with a strong aura and heavy pressure.

Cheng Mo and the other five looked solemn, but after all, they were all favored children of heaven and were unwilling to admit defeat.

Cheng Mo spat out the branch that Mo Hua had asked him to hold in his mouth, and shouted, "Evil beast, die!" Then he swung his axe and chopped him down.

The other four people attacked together.

Yang Qianjun's spear was sharp, and he attacked Cheng Mo head-on.

Situ Jian controlled the Lihuo Sword to assist in the attack.

Yi Li and Hao Xuan supported from the outside.

The five people surrounded him, and they cooperated well with each other. There were close combat, long-range attacks, physical training, and spiritual training.

Axe lights, sword lights, and long spears intertwined.

Magic spells flew.

The black-clothed leader was suppressed for a while.

His face was indifferent, but he was slightly shocked.

"These guys do have some skills and are ruthless..."

"If we really want to kill them, it will take a lot of effort."

"What's more, there is an experienced and insidious invisible monk next to him, who is watching covetously and has not made a move..."

The black-clothed leader pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes turned cold. He swung Cheng Mo's giant axe with a sword, forced Yang Qianjun back with a palm, and turned to walk into the hall.

There was a murderous intent in his eyes.

Situ Jian understood instantly and said in surprise:

"He wants to kill those abducted monks to silence them!"

Cheng Mo and his companions also changed their expressions, and they all took action to keep the black-clothed leader, but they were one step slower after all.

The black-clothed leader sneered and looked at everyone with contempt.

He had a high level of cultivation and his body movements were faster. He took a step ahead and stepped into the hall.

But as soon as his feet landed, the ground flashed with light, the array pattern was triggered, and the scarlet firelight outlined a profound and complex array diagram.

The black-clothed leader's eyes suddenly widened in shock.

"Formation...Formation?!"

Seeing the dazzling red light, spiritual power flowed above the formation.

At the critical moment, the black-clothed leader hurriedly retracted his steps, activated a protective talisman, and turned his back to the formation.

Then, flames spread and rumbled.

A strong fire-type spiritual power exploded instantly, and the spiritual power fluctuations shook.

The black-clothed leader was directly blown away several feet, half-kneeling on the ground, leaving a bloody mark on the ground.

His self-defense talisman was blown to pieces, and the fire-type spiritual power burned the meridians, leaving a large scorch mark.

Cheng Mo and others were shocked.

The black-clothed leader spit out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were even more unbelievable.

How could there be a formation?

I just passed by the entrance of the hall not long ago...

Who could hide this powerful formation silently in such a short time?

Moreover, how did he know that I would definitely go back to silence him?

Is it...

that hidden monk?

The black-clothed leader felt a sudden increase in pressure, and his face was already a little pale.

Cheng Mo and the other five were stunned when they saw the formation explode, but then they were all refreshed when they saw the black-clothed leader injured by the formation.

Cheng Mo said nothing, picked up two axes, and chopped at the black-clothed leader.

Yang Qianjun and Situ Jian followed closely.

The black-clothed leader spat and cursed in his heart.

"Damn it, I was careless and was tricked..."

He raised his long sword and fought with Cheng Mo's axe. He turned his head and looked at the hall. He found that after the formation exploded, the door of the hall had been blocked by falling rocks. He couldn't get in for a short time, and he was angry.

"I can't silence you..."

"In that case..."

The black-clothed leader sneered, "Then kill you all!"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became dirty and turbid.

A dirty, black demonic energy emerged from nowhere, swam all over his body, and then attached to the standard spirit sword in his hand.

The black-clothed leader became eerie and full of demonic energy.

"Possessed by the devil?"

Cheng Mo and the others changed their expressions.

Mo Hua, who had been hiding in the dark and trying to plot against him, also frowned and felt very strange.

Zheng is righteous, and the devil is the devil.

The spiritual energy of righteousness and the devil is fundamentally different.

Other black-clothed men only had a trace of demonic energy after taking evil pills or after the devil's energy corrupted their flesh and blood after death.

But this black-clothed leader was completely different.

When he took action just now, he had pure spiritual energy, without a trace of demonic energy.

But now that his spiritual energy has changed, he can suddenly "become a demon"?

"It's a bit weird..."

"And what was the blood-colored demon phantom on him before?"

"Can it see through my concealment technique?"

Mo Hua's eyes condensed slightly.

On the other side, the black-clothed leader who had been "demonized" had already started fighting with Cheng Mo and the others.

His spiritual energy became filthy, but also stronger.

The gloomy demonic energy wrapped around the spirit sword was also like a deadly poison, with a black corrosive force.

The pressure on Cheng Mo and the others increased suddenly.

A head-on confrontation became extremely difficult. Every time they fought against the standard spirit sword wrapped with demonic energy, both Cheng Mo and Yang Qianjun would be shocked.

Once they were scratched by the sword energy of the black-clothed leader, the demonic energy would enter the body, the meridians would be gradually eroded, and the blood would be polluted.

So when fighting, you must be extra careful.

Fortunately, this black-clothed leader was injured by Mo Hua's formation before, and his strength was damaged, otherwise the situation would be even more serious.

Mo Hua watched for a long time, shook his head silently, and sighed.

"It's not easy to fight..."

In the melee, the enemy and us were intertwined, and it was not easy to set up a formation.

Otherwise, it would be easy to accidentally injure companions, and even Cheng Mo and Situ Jian would be blown up together.

Moreover, the black-clothed leader had already been tricked once. After being injured by the formation, he was obviously on guard. It would not be easy to use the formation to trick him again.

Mo Hua thought silently again:

Five Elements Source Formation...

Cheng Mo and Yang Qianjun are physical cultivators. When fighting with the black-clothed leader, their bodies moved back and forth, and it was impossible for them to stand still.

Forget about Hao Xuan, it was good enough that he could escape.

Yi Li and Situ Jian could try, but Cheng Mo might not be able to restrain the black-clothed leader.

Once Yi Li and Situ Jian were suddenly attacked by the black-clothed leader during the process of being amplified by the five elements and concentrating their luck, even if these two people did not die, they would be seriously injured.

If you use magic...

The water prison technique is useful, but it is not meaningful to restrain them for a while.

Cheng Mo and his team have limited cultivation and cannot fight quickly.

The small meteorite forbidden technique... needs to be used close to use.

In this case, it is too dangerous to get close.

Mo Hua does not want to take this risk.

What's even more difficult is that Mo Hua doesn't dare to continue to consume...

Although Cheng Mo and his friends have good talents and good inheritance, they are just new disciples after all, with insufficient experience and only the initial stage of foundation building.

Once this black-clothed leader uses some trump card and suddenly attacks, I'm afraid Cheng Mo and his five companions will be in danger of their lives.

Even if they continue to consume, under the threat of the sinister demonic energy, Cheng Mo and his friends can't hold on for too long.

If they continue to consume like this, they can't help but make mistakes.

Once they make a mistake, they will be seriously injured at best, or even lose their lives at worst.

Mo Hua sighed and said in his heart:

"In fighting, there must be a 'front row' so that you can follow along..."

When doing tasks before, Senior Brother Feng and Senior Brother Shangguan rushed to the front and withstood the pressure.

And Senior Sister Murong and Senior Sister Qianqian are both strong in cultivation and have strong offensive means.

In this evenly matched battle, I only need to do a little bit of manipulation and use some control spells to change the situation and establish a winning advantage.

The battle with the Fire Buddha is the same.

Uncle Gu, a great Jindan monk, stood in front and withstood the power of all the forbidden fire spells of the Fire Buddha.

I just need to use the formation to "play dirty tricks".

It can be said that the "output" is all from my senior brothers and sisters, and Uncle Gu.

I either control or sneak up on people, and only when I really have no choice will I pick up the leaks and "collect heads".

But now it's not possible.

Cheng Mo and the others can't stand it at all.

They are not old, their cultivation is not deep, and their experience is still shallow. They can't afford the risk of fighting life and death.

"It's not a solution to fight like this. Should we retreat first and then make a long-term plan?"

"Or force this black-clothed leader away and save the abducted monks first?"

Mo Hua frowned and thought.

Suddenly he was startled and looked around.

"Is there anyone?"

Mo Hua released his spiritual sense, his eyes lit up.

"People from Daotingsi!"

And there were several auras that were very familiar, and seemed to be from the Gu family.

"They are from my group!"

Mo Hua was refreshed.

It seems that Uncle Gu received the message he sent out before, and sent people over.

With the help of Daotingsi, this black-clothed leader, even if he was "demonized", should be unable to escape.

After a few breaths, the black-clothed leader's expression changed.

He also felt that someone was coming.

And these people were obviously not the same kind of cultivators as him. Their auras were pedantic and stereotyped, and they exuded the "smell" of Daotingsi's hawks and dogs.

"There are reinforcements..."

The black-clothed leader's eyes sank, and his expression was slightly angry.

He didn't expect that it was just an ordinary business of buying and selling "livestock", which should have been smooth, but it encountered many unexpected changes.

First, he was accidentally discovered, and the person who went to kill and silence him did not return.

At this moment, all of his brothers died in the blink of an eye.

"Damn, a bunch of trash!"

The black-clothed leader cursed.

But anger was useless.

Now that he was dealing with these little ghosts, Daotingsi's lackeys were here, and it would be too late if he didn't leave.

Once he was surrounded, even if he unlocked the seal and entered the devil's way, his strength would increase greatly, but if he really fought with so many cultivators, he would probably be in danger and could not escape the net.

If he didn't make a decision, he would suffer the consequences.

All his brothers died, and he had to live.

However, before leaving...

The black-clothed leader's eyes slightly opened, and suddenly turned scarlet.

Kill these little ghosts in front of him first!

"Just a few little ghosts who just entered the sect, think that they can be my opponents if they join hands?"

The black-clothed leader smiled grimly.

The devilish energy on his body suddenly surged.

At the same time, his forehead cracked, his flesh and blood rolled, revealing an evil eye.

This eye was cold and turbid, but also ferocious and crazy, as if filled with cold and stubborn evil desires.

A bloody demon phantom appeared on him.

A bloody evil god thought instantly spread around.

Cheng Mo and Yang Qianjun were instantly enveloped by the bloody evil thoughts, their consciousness was dim, their expressions were painful, and they had an impulse to succumb to the evil desires of the world and convert to the Lord of God, and they could not move their hands and feet.

The black-clothed leader raised the sword wrapped in demonic energy, and was about to behead Cheng Mo and others, but suddenly he was startled and turned his head to look aside.

Mo Hua, who was standing aside, was also shrouded in blood, revealing his hidden figure.

But unlike Cheng Mo and others, Mo Hua's thoughts did not seem to be affected.

A pair of watery big eyes looked at the black-clothed leader.

The black-clothed leader's pupils shrank, and then his expression was horrified.

That insidious monk hiding in the corner is actually such a young kid? !

And...

Under the supreme majesty of the Lord God, why didn't this kid... react at all? !

The black-clothed leader was shocked.

The third eye on his forehead suddenly became angry, twisted and turned, and covered with bloodshot.

The bloody evil thoughts around him became stronger and enveloped Mo Hua.

But Mo Hua's divine thoughts, despite being eroded by the blood, remained unchanged and immune to all evil.

The black-clothed leader couldn't believe it.

Mo Hua was startled, and then his expression was also shocked.

At the moment when the blood color intensified, he seemed to feel an attraction from the "soul".

Suddenly, he sat on the solemn altar again.

The ancient aura was added to his body, and thousands of demons bowed down, and the creatures of heaven and earth worshiped.

In the dark, it seemed that someone was telling him:

Your sacrifice...

is here!