Chapter 751 Hunter's Spirit Stone

"Boss Xu, this is not a question of money. Han has limited ability and can't do anything!"

"I'll add more money! One hundred... no, three hundred top-grade spirit stones!"

"It's really useless to add more!"

Hant yelled and turned around to escape without even looking back, not caring about Li Changge.

However, Li Changge didn't need to care. As soon as Mo Lao's real body appeared, this person hid far away, fearing that he would be affected.

"..."

Xu Hei was speechless.

He knew that Han Te was very mysterious. From the Jindan stage to the Huashen stage, as long as he was given enough spirit stones, there was nothing he couldn't handle!

The so-called lack of ability and excuses were nothing more than not having enough spirit stones and having to pay more.

As long as enough money was added, Han Te could hold off the middle and even late stages of Huashen. It seemed that as long as he had spirit stones, this person could continue to become stronger.

Xu Hei had always known this, but he didn't say it clearly. Everyone has secrets, so there's no need to dig deep.

Now, facing the divine descent of Mo Lao himself, Xu Hei thought of this mysterious man again.

But Xu Hei finally understood that this was no longer a problem that could be solved by adding money.

Mo Lao was beyond the capabilities of this world and beyond the limits of Han Te. If adding money could solve it, Han Te would not have stayed in the mortal world.

Seeing Han Te slip away, Xu Hei sighed and could only bite the bullet and use the star compass to escape.

But when he thought of Mo Lao's weird and unpredictable magical powers, Xu Hei was still pessimistic about whether he could escape.

"Humph! Don't even think about escaping!"

Mo Lao glanced at Han Te next to him and slapped him casually.

"Boom!!"

Han Te, who had just escaped, was slapped down from the sky by a slap, and fell to the surface of the moon like a meteor, smashing a big pit, spitting blood, and his body was almost falling apart.

After this blow, waves of strange fluctuations in the world came, which were the laws of the mortal world, repelling people from the spiritual world.

Mo Lao directly used the Heaven-Hide Order, and the luster of the Heaven-Hide Order dimmed a little.

The power of the slap just now has reached the critical point.

"Don't move when I catch you, get down!"

Seeing that Han Te was about to stand up and run away, Mo Lao frowned slightly and slammed out another palm.

"Boom!"

A mountain came down from the sky, hitting Han Te's head, pressing him hard into the moon star, and there were even many seals on it, suppressing him in the mountain.

Mo Lao subdued Han Te with two slaps.

He was going to chase Xu Hei.

Suddenly, he frowned and looked at the mountain he had just suppressed.

I saw a small pit at the bottom of the mountain, and the purple-haired Han Te got out of the pit again at some point, and he was going to continue to escape.

"What's going on?"

After taking a few steps, Mo Lao stopped again, staring at the purple-haired figure fleeing in the distance, with a sharp light in his turbid eyes.

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

At this moment, Mo Lao's two clones also arrived.

The clones didn't say a word and rushed directly towards Han Te.

Seeing this, Mo Lao breathed a sigh of relief. This Han Te was really a bit weird, but since his two clones were there, it should be fine.

At this time, Han Te was disheveled, bloody, tattered clothes, staggering, and more embarrassed than ever before.

Although he had appeared in this embarrassed posture many times, it was the first time that he was really in a desperate situation.

"It's a big loss, it's a big loss. After doing business for so many years, this is the first time I have put myself in this situation."

"Business is risky, and I'm still not cautious enough."

Hant cursed inwardly, and the flying swords behind him were unsheathed, merged under his feet, and turned into a giant sword, with a black viscous substance on its surface.

As soon as the black substance appeared, Hunt's speed suddenly soared, several times faster than before, and easily pulled the distance between the two clones apart.

But as a cultivator in the spiritual world, Mo Lao's magical powers were naturally extraordinary.

"Netherworld force field!"

"One Qi returns to the origin!"

The two of them simultaneously performed a three-turn magical power on Hunt, and Hunt's speed dropped sharply, as if he was trapped in a space vortex, and he could not move at all, and was completely spinning in place.

The spiritual energy in his body could not be stopped from scattering and being drawn out of the body.

Hunt's face sank, and he gritted his teeth and said to the back: "Senior! I am just a bounty hunter. I really don't want to be an enemy of you. Please spare me!"

He even said words of begging for mercy.

The onlookers in the distance were secretly shocked.

Although it is not shameful to beg for mercy from a cultivator in the spiritual world, it still gives people a sense of absurdity when it is said by a top cultivator in the mortal world.

At least they couldn't imagine the scene when Li Changge and Yanmo Patriarch said this.

"I'm very curious about you. I heard that you are short of spirit stones. Let me see how many spirit stones you have!"

A clone's eyes flashed with sarcasm, and he raised his hand and grabbed it. The airflow around Han Te suddenly turned and turned into an invisible big hand, grabbing the storage bag on Han Te's waist.

The storage bag spread out, and a number of top-grade spirit stones emerged from it. Mo Lao grabbed it in the air and sucked it over.

Seeing this, Han Te's eyes bulged and he shouted: "No! My spirit stones, give them back to me!!"

Han Te suddenly screamed.

This bag of spirit stones was given to him by Xu Hei just now. There were 35 of them, which was his reward for holding Li Changge back.

"Haha, there are quite a few top-grade spirit stones, but for me, they are not worth mentioning!" Mo Lao pinched them casually and crushed them into pieces, and the crystals scattered.

At this moment, it seemed as if a thunderbolt passed through his heart.

Han Te's body froze instantly, and his eyes lost their spirits. Like a zombie who had lost his soul, he stared at Mo Lao without moving.

His eyes were extremely terrifying, as if he had suffered a strong blow, and even his thinking was stagnant.

"Huh?" Mo Lao narrowed his eyes and said, "Why, are you upset that your spirit stones were crushed?"

Han Te did not speak, but just looked at him quietly, with no focus in his eyes, but the direction was fixed on him.

"Playing tricks!"

The two clones attacked together, one on the left and one on the right, and slapped Han Te, without holding back at all.

Suddenly.

The flying sword under Han Te's feet suddenly moved and appeared in his hand. There was more and more black viscous material on it, gradually spreading to the whole sword.

The size of the sword was also rapidly expanding, like rapidly growing flesh and blood.

It gave people the feeling that the sword was not a dead object, but a living one!

In a blink of an eye, the giant sword in Hunter's hand was completely covered by black matter, which continued to extend and spread toward Hunter's wrist, and Hunter's breath became more and more weird.

At this moment.

The old tree that was fleeing in the distance seemed to have noticed something and sighed: "Alas, it has finally come to this point."