Chapter 433 Sending the Plague God Away

Chapter 432 Send the Plague God

Swinging time passed day by day, on the fourth day, Ling was inexplicable and weird.

In the organs, there are already monks who shuttle back and forth. In addition to the children of the Mo family, there are also a group of monks wearing Xuanbai monks, those disciples who are misty.

Two Tianbo ferry ships were parked outside the mountain stream. The boats were opened in the morning, all filled with spirit stones, and the handwriting was not large.

The moment the disciple of Matsuma began to help fill the spiritual stone, Ling Wudi's weird intuition was getting stronger and stronger.

After using the eyes of Dao Dao, his suspicious tactics looked around, and he didn't scare him.

At this moment, the entire mountain stream is all red ocean, especially after the eight old guys picked up, the dead Zhaoxing on his head was as light as light.

The old guys still did not know, and they were wandering in the organ.

Mo Xiuwen walked out of Zhaoxing, and re -adjusted for a few days. The energy of the organs' conversion has changed, especially after trying several times, a little spiritual pouring will not happen.

As for how much the irrigation, he didn't have the bottom in his heart, so there would be a feat of the two ships of spiritual stone as soon as he waved his hand.

"Not enough to make up, how much left will be given to you."

Naturally, he will not let Mo Xiuwen help in vain. If things are achieved, Misty Zong also needs to owe the Mo family a great humanity.

Not only the Misty ancestors, the remaining seven, as long as they have a bit of thought, they have to owe this person.

The Mo family made a lot of hair, Ling Wudi grinned, and weirdly held Mo Xiuwen. This is also a demon. Although it is not manifested in practice, this ability is more terrible than the talent of practice.

only……

"You died Zhaoxing Liang!"

Ling Wudi couldn't help but find this group of people reminded that this stuff can be big or small, and the blood disaster is severe, light ... no matter how light it is.

Obviously Elder Elder Elderly, Elder Elderly, was ready, and it was about to start. Are you telling me now that he is unlucky?

"Is there a solution?"

He spoke like this. When he encountered such a mystery and mysterious things, he had to find a professional person.

Cracking?

Now it's Ling Wushu's mistake, is the heavenly tower professional enough, right?

Seeing them cracked?

The unlucky is still unlucky, and the whole gate is completely destroyed. Now I have heard that they are still waiting for rebuilding under the fence!

"I suggest you still stop at your hand, and wait until the limelight."

Ling Wudi shook his head helplessly and said.

Stop?

If Elder Elder Magic Sect is unwilling, the arrows are on the string. All the preparations are prepared. At this moment, stop and play with it?

And his previous words were not joking. He didn't do it while he was in this time. In a few days, he may not dare to do it.

Furthermore, his attempts were full of danger and unknown.

"Will it be because what I have to do?"

He couldn't help guessing.

Ling Wudi thought about it. If you want to say that, there is really a little reason, but not much.

It is just that a group of people should be on the head of the heads!

"Shouldn't it bring the plague god?"

Elderly Luo, who opened his mouth, pointed to Han Yu, who was lying on the outside of the board, meant to point out.

Who doesn't know where this guy is going, someone will be unlucky wherever you go.

The name of the plague god is also certified by the Tianji Tower in person, which comes from professional affirmation.

I have to say that this statement is easy to be recognized by a group of old guys.

Han Yu, who had been lying quietly there, didn't know that he had recited the pan of the plague again for no reason.

A group of people came out, thinking around his body for a while, and discussing continuously.

"When doing major things, you should not leave him present, should you send him a little farther and pick it back after the incident?"

The elder of Wushuang touched his chin and groaned.

"How far is this far away?"

Elder Luo seemed to agree with each other's thoughts, but how far it was to be safe, which was not allowed.

A group of people took their eyes to look at Ling Wuxi. As a person in the Tao, Ling Wudi at this moment was authentic.

"Don't look at me! I can't take it."

Ling Wudi did not dare to take the idea for them. After all, the tragedy of the Tianshi Building was vivid. Since this group of old antiques did not intend to give up, then he would never blend.

In the end, it was the Elder Elder Elderly, and his method was excellent.

"Let the people under my door pull him on the boat, how far is it, and then pull it back after finishing the matter."

So Han Yu was really carried away.

Ling Wudi still felt inappropriate, and couldn't help but speak again, "Should the predecessors discuss with the Mohist?"

"Just borrow a small place, what else is good to discuss."

The Elder Elder Elderly was not angry, and it was not borrowed from the Mojia Shushen Institute!

Besides, it is them who is unlucky. Could it be that the Moh family can launch the water.

"Rest assured, the old man's heart has been known. If there is a loss in the Mo family, the old man compensates."

Ling Wubi's face was weird, and his heart continued. He knew that he was unlucky and continued, and he was not afraid of a word.

Since others say that, he is not easy to say anything.

Soon, the two vessels rose into the air, and the movement was not small. Everyone felt that the sound of breaking the air was getting away and waited for half an hour.

"People must be far away, right?"

The Elder Elder Elderly said.

"There must be a thousand miles away."

A group of people nodded and said.

Ling Wu Ce looked at the heads of several people again, and it seemed that the Death Star really dimmed.

Could it be that sending it far enough could really avoid disaster!

It was no longer important. Since the Death Star was not bright, it would naturally continue.

At the top of the mechanism, the Mo family disciples were already pouring spirit stones, and Mo Xiuwen was making the final confirmation.

Wu Yicuo, one song, one post, one content, one look!

And a group of old guys had already started to have a tense atmosphere. It was one thing to have a good idea, but it was still a fantasy.

Whether it would succeed or not, it would have to be tried to see the result.

The great elder of Piao Miao Sect stood in the circle, silently looking up to the sky, and silently recalled all the good things he had done in his life.

"It shouldn't be too little, right?"

"You should bless me, right?"

"You can't really let me die, right?"

"I really want to test a way for future generations, it's very noble..."

The people who stopped and watched from afar were all upset. It was useless to think about accumulating virtue at the last minute.

"What do you think, old monk?"

Elder Luo asked the elder of the Galan Temple jokingly.

"Amitabha, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot."

The other party put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name.

Elder Luo thought it was a witty remark and said strangely, "Do you mean it's really possible?"

"No!"

The old monk shook his head and said, "I just want to tell you that we in the Galan Temple never believe this sentence."

On the mountain stream, the old housekeeper accompanied Mo Yushu to stand on the top and overlook the movement below.

The Mo family naturally knew what this group of people were going to do, but they did not stop it.

"Tell me, if this person from Piao Miao Sect really succeeds, how will the Mo family deal with it?"

Mo Yushu seemed to be asking the old housekeeper, or talking to himself.

The old housekeeper pondered for a moment with his old face, and said silently, "If it really succeeds, all the Transcendent Realm in the world will be ready to come to us in a humble manner."

Favours or resources, or even conditions, these things can make the Mo family's momentum flourish to the extreme.

No Transcendent Realm strongman can resist the temptation to go further.

"If it really succeeds, this person from Piao Miao Sect will probably leave a heavy mark in the history of the cultivator world."

Mo Yushu was not without envy.

"Wrong, if it really succeeds, Xiu Wen will really be a brilliant talent in the history of the cultivator world."

The old housekeeper grinned and laughed heartily.

"I said it long ago, you can't suppress Xiu Wen's talent, sooner or later he will shine."

Mo Yushu smiled when he heard this, how could he not know Mo Xiu Wen's talent, not only he knew, everyone in the Mo family knew it.

"Tell me, will there be any problems? After all, Han Yu is here..."

The old housekeeper changed the subject and asked.

"Rumors are not credible. Besides, didn't that person also promise that all losses caused would be compensated to the Mo family."

Since the great elder of Piaomiao Sect dared to say this, Mo Yushu had nothing to fear.

"You should know that Tianji Tower was destroyed. A few days ago, Kuhe Sect and the entire mountain were gone."

Thinking about the current situation of Kuhe Sect, the old housekeeper still had lingering fears.

"It's not that evil..."

Mo Yushu was waving his hands and laughing, but his face suddenly froze, and the old housekeeper beside him also changed his face...