Chapter 755 Flying people into the mountains
"I hate this kind of guy who eats inside and out!"
Following the words, the disciple of Wen Jianzong put away his heavy sword, turned around and walked back to Mo Junrong.
This person is exactly Hong Xiaohuan. I haven't seen him for a few months, and his cultivation has improved a lot.
The most important thing is that Hong Xiaohuan has learned many new tricks.
After all, the Elephant Transformation sword technique consumes a lot of energy, and he can't use it many times. When dealing with small problems, he naturally needs a variety of low-level sword moves as supplements.
After Hong Xiaohuan walked to Mo Junrong, he said to Mo Junrong in a deep voice, "I didn't kill him, but knocked him out. You can take him back and interrogate him slowly."
Mo Junrong cupped his fists to express his thanks, and praised Hong Xiaohuan for his sense of proportion, but in fact he wished that Hong Xiaohuan would kill that man.
Anyway, after I bring him back, I have to find a chance to kill him.
Hong Xiaohuan's thunderous strike frightened those who were whispering.
The disciples of all sects shrank their heads and formed a square formation obediently, no longer resisting Mo Junrong's order.
Soon, the last sky boat slowly landed on the platform.
This sky boat was bigger than any of the previous ones, and the surface of the dusty metal shell was inlaid with intricate and beautiful red copper patterns.
This is a luxury skyboat, which is of the same style as the Fuguironghua skyboat that the lord of Qianyunzong rides out, but the interior furnishings are a little simpler.
There is no need to guess too much, everyone knows that the most important person on this ship is the master and elder of the three major sects.
There was a gap under Tianzhou's stomach, and the hatch was lowered slowly. Wen Jianzong's sect master, Ren Hua, led the three major sect masters to come out in a file.
At the back of the team, you can still see seven or eight elders in different clothes. They are probably the leaders of the larger sects in the subordinate sects of Demon Slaying Righteousness.
Ren Hua stepped into the square, glanced at the neat square formation, and nodded slightly to express her approval.
Seeing this subtle movement, Mo Junrong couldn't help secretly rejoicing in his heart, his decision was not wrong, this kind of neat phalanx like an army formation can really please Renhua.
The masters and elders of the other three major sects also expressed satisfaction with this square formation.
Among them, some elders of the Guangxin Sect even praised him on the spot, saying that the spirit of exterminating demons and righteousness is very good, and he showed the appearance of winning the battle as soon as he arrived here.
He also praised Mo Junrong, the devil-killing envoy, for his proper management, which made the whole devil-killing righteousness full of cohesion. He is a rare talent.
Ren Hua raised her hand and beckoned lightly, Mo Junrong approached him very tactfully, and bowed to him.
"Jun Rong, what's the situation in the Yunyun Tianlao Mountain Range, didn't you send someone to check it in advance?"
This question made Mo Junrong stunned for a moment, that's right, he did order all sects to come here on their own.
Logically speaking, when the main force of demon-slaying righteousness arrived at Fuping Mountain today, there should be some sects who arrived first to welcome them. Why is the square of the post station full of non-mono-slayer righteousness cultivators.
Could it be that something happened to the righteous cultivator who came here earlier?
Mo Junrong couldn't answer Yan Hua's question, so he could only say apologetically: "I just arrived here, and I haven't met the Demon Slayer Zhengqi members who arrived earlier.
Sovereign, don't worry.
Please also enter the post station to rest for a while, I will find the person who arrived earlier to understand the situation. "
Blade Hua didn't speak, and walked directly to the stone house of the post station, and responded with actions.
The master of Luoshuang Pavilion and the master of Guangxin sect took a few glances at Mo Junrong, and led the other elders to follow Yan Hua to the stone house of the inn.
Mo Junrong breathed a sigh of relief, saluted them one by one and sent them to the stone house.
I thought: "Finally we have dealt with these old guys, but what happened to those who arrived earlier?"
When Yan Hua and his party entered the stone house of the inn, Mo Junrong commanded the demon-killing righteous disciples to line up to the Yunyun Tianlao Mountains.
Flying to the outskirts of the mountains, you can already see the vision in the sky from afar.
The black clouds slowly rotated in a spiral shape, with continuous lightning and thunder, and underneath was an upside-down porcelain bowl-like thick white fog.
"You stay here first, don't move forward without my order."
Then he turned his head to look at Hong Xiaohuan, and said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Hong, I suspect that there is something wrong with the Demon Slayer Zhengqi members who arrived earlier.
You and I have high cultivation bases, so fly over to investigate and see the situation before making a decision. "
Hong Xiaohuan nodded in agreement: "Okay, if there is really danger ahead, at least it can prevent the death of the low-level demon-killing righteousness practitioners."
After all, the two left the team and flew towards the area of the heaven and earth vision.
The rest of the cultivators fell to the ground and cut down trees to make room for camping.
Hey, hey, two streamers of light flashed across the sky quickly, attracting the attention of the cultivators hiding in the mountains and forests.
Among the treetops in the dense forest, Zheng Qiu built a small platform like a bird's nest with branches and leaves, and sat on it waiting for the real birth of the magic soldier.
The surroundings and top of the bird's nest are covered with a large number of leaves, intertwined with the surrounding trees, which can perfectly hide Zheng Qiu's conspicuous white robe.
Of course, he left some small holes between the leaves in order to observe changes in the outside world.
Suddenly he heard two mixed sounds of breaking through the air, which should be the sound of two practitioners flying at the same time.
Looking closer to the observation hole, he saw a golden-red streamer and a light blue streamer flying quickly from the outside of the mountain range to the inside of the mountain range.
Who are these two people, the flying movement is so loud, don't you know to be careful to hide their tracks?
Zheng Qiu's curiosity was aroused. It is possible that these two cultivators are very confident in their own strength, so they don't care about someone's sneak attack at all.
He pulled a forked branch from the side, and then tied vines on it, injecting energy to make the wood and vines elastic.
Then use it as a simple slingshot, and throw a stone into the air, facing the golden-red streamer.
During the whole process of bouncing the stones, Zheng Qiu did not release any energy to avoid the two people in the sky from finding him.
Mo Junrong was flying in the air, getting closer and closer to the area of the heaven and earth vision. From a height, he could clearly see that there were occasional flashes of light in the forest in front of him.
There is actually a battle, who is fighting?
Before he could think about it, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a small thing flying up from the forest below.
Mo Junrong's first reaction was that he thought this thing was a hidden weapon, so he quickly restrained the movement of the flying light, and kicked the long sword into his hand with a hook of his toe.
With a quick flick of his wrist, Mo Junrong swayed a thick cloud belt, aiming at the flying thing and slashing down.
The moment the golden-red cloud band collided with the small thing, he realized it was a stone.
In front of the sword move of the Dragon Slaying Sword Art, the small stone had no ability to resist, and disappeared instantly like a snowball thrown into molten lava.
The sword move continued unabated, and continued to fall until it blasted into the mountain forest, splitting a wound of three or four feet into the green ocean.
Because he stopped flying with light, and hadn't released the power of the gods to borrow the power of heaven and earth to fly, Mo Junrong's body quickly fell obliquely.
He hurriedly stepped on the long sword back to his feet, urging his strength to increase the height, so as not to get too close to the forest.
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