"Humph" Mo Zhiyao snorted heavily, and the corners of his eyes twitched obviously.
Ever since Shadow Windwing Bat successfully advanced, I don't know if I was too excited.
All the monsters I met along the way rushed to take action, and none of them left a whole corpse, which made Mo Zhiyao follow behind.
Eating "minced meat" makes me depressed to death.
"I promise, I won't do it next time."
Shadow Windwing Bat looked at Mo Zhiyao with a sneer on his face and said.
"You want a next time?"
No one will be in a good mood after eating "minced meat" for half a month.
Mo Zhiyao glared at the Shadow Windwing Bat and almost yelled.
"You are not allowed to take action in the future."
Seeing Mo Zhiyao's angry eyes, Shadow Windwing Bat shrank its neck and did not dare to speak.
Arriving in front of the couple, Mo Zhiyao's expression returned to his usual cold expression, and he said coldly: "If you don't save him, he really won't be able to survive."
Seeing Mo Zhiyao coming towards her, the beautiful woman felt as cold as if she had fallen into an ice cave, as if she was facing a ferocious beast from the wild.
Even before, she had never faced such a heavy stone-armored bear.
Feeling of oppression.
It wasn't until he heard Mo Zhiyao's words that he suddenly came to his senses and remembered that her husband in her arms was still seriously injured and his life was hanging by a thread.
Hearing this, he quickly turned over his hand and took out a bottle of elixir, gently pried open her husband's mouth, and poured it in.
Then he put his palm on her husband's chest, and bursts of green spiritual power flashed in his palm.
Mo Zhiyao was leaning against a giant tree nearby, looking into the distance, waiting for the beautiful woman to finish healing her husband's injuries.
After a while, with a faint whisper, the man lying in the arms of the beautiful woman slowly opened his eyes, and then slowly stood up with the help of his wife.
His face was still pale and his breath was weak, but it seemed that he was no longer in fear of his life.
"Little brother, I'm Leng Yang, the head of the Spirit Sword Sect, this is my wife Hao Ling."
After the man stood up, he came to Mo Zhiyao with the help of his wife.
"Thank you little brother for your life-saving grace.
If it hadn't been for my little brother's timely help, I'm afraid both our husband and wife would have been buried here today."
"Spirit Sword Sect" Mo Zhiyao raised his eyebrows, never expecting that Leng Yang was actually the head of a sect.
"That's right, it's just a small cultivation sect.
I must have never heard of it.
I don't know how to call it."
Leng Yang looked at Mo Zhiyao and asked respectfully.
"Cheng Mo."
Mo Zhiyao said calmly.
He has made too many enemies now, and he can hide his true identity for as long as he can, so he still uses Cheng Mo's name.
"It turns out to be brother Cheng Mo."
Leng Yang looked at Mo Zhiyao with deep fear in his eyes.
The young man in front of him gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.
From the moment Mo Zhiyao showed up to the time when the Shadow Windwing Bat killed the stone-armored giant bear, Leng Yang had always seen it, but because he was too seriously injured, he couldn't speak.
The servant beasts around him were so tyrannical, and as the master, this young man's cultivation was probably even more terrifying.
"Brother Cheng Mo must be an outsider, right?"
Leng Yang looked at Mo Zhiyao, put away the fear in his eyes, and asked.
"Yes."
Mo Zhiyao nodded, clasped his fists stiffly, and said to Leng Yang: "I came here by mistake.
I don't know which cultivation country in northern Xinjiang this is.
I hope Master Leng will Give me some pointers.”
When he was with Jun Ziqian in the past, Mo Zhiyao didn't care about these things about dealing with people.
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Now alone, Mo Zhiyao had no choice but to learn Jun Ziqian's previous way of doing things and talk to Leng Yang.
"Cultivation Country" Leng Yang was startled when he heard this.
He looked at his wife beside him and then looked at Mo Zhiyao and said, "Didn't Brother Cheng come here for the Tomb of Samsara?"
"Ancient Tomb of Reincarnation" Mo Zhiyao had a look of astonishment on his face and shook his head.
Seeing that Mo Zhiyao's expression didn't seem to be fake, Leng Yang motioned to his wife beside him to let go of his arm and said to Mo Zhiyao: "It seems that Brother Cheng really came here accidentally.
This is not a certain place."
It’s not a country of cultivation, but a city of chaos.”
"City of Chaos" Mo Zhiyao shook his head and said he didn't know.
"Master Leng, why is this place called the City of Chaos?
Why is there still a place in Northern Xinjiang where there is no Xiuzhen Kingdom?"
"Brother Cheng has been a great help to my wife and I, so don't call me the leader.
If you don't mind, just call me Brother Leng."
Leng Yang said to Mo Zhiyao.
"Brother Leng."
It didn't matter to Mo Zhiyao what he called him.
Mo Zhiyao just wanted to know the specific situation of this chaotic city from Leng Yang.
"Let's talk while walking."
Leng Yang's cultivation is also in the middle stage of returning to the gods.
After taking the elixir, his wife helped treat him.
At this time, the injury has improved and he can walk on his own.
Mo Zhiyao nodded after hearing this and walked side by side with Leng Yang, while Hao Ling was slightly behind them.
"This City of Chaos can be said to be the most chaotic place in Northern Xinjiang, bar none."
Leng Yang walked while introducing the situation of the City of Chaos to Mo Zhiyao.
"In the city of chaos, there are countless cultivation sects and cultivation families, no less than a thousand, and our Spirit Sword Sect is just a second-rate force among them."
"In this chaotic city, there is no rule of law.
Everything is based on strength.
As long as your fists are big and your strength is strong, you can do whatever you want without any scruples.
Here, it is completely about the weak and the strong."
"As long as you are strong, you can do whatever you want."
There was a strange color in Mo Zhiyao's eyes.
Although in the world of cultivation, everything is based on strength, it is not completely without order.
All countries of cultivation will set some basic rules.
Unexpectedly, there are no rules at all here.
As long as you are strong, you can do whatever you want without anyone noticing.
No wonder it is called the City of Chaos.
"Brother Leng, which ones are the most powerful among the cultivation forces in this chaotic city?"
Mo Zhiyao asked Leng Yang.
Since he came to this chaotic city, of course Mo Zhiyao had to ask about the distribution of forces.
To avoid accidentally hitting the iron plate.
"Among the thousands of cultivation forces, there are two strongest ones, one is the Gu Sect and the other is the Beast Hall."
Leng Yang said to Mo Zhiyao while walking.
"But if the two are compared, everyone would rather offend the Beast Hall than provoke the Gu sect."
Mentioning this Gu sect, a look of deep fear appeared on Leng Yang's face.
"Gu Gate" Mo Zhiyao's heart moved slightly, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.
He had a ghost-devouring god Gu, which can be said to be the most ferocious among all kinds of Gu, on his body.
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He didn't know what it was like with this Gu.
It doesn't matter if the door.
"Yes, this Gu sect is very low-key, but it is extremely mysterious.
No one knows where their lair is.
They specialize in raising Gu insects, and they even feed Gu with their own bodies.
The combination of spiritual power and poison poison makes it extremely difficult to deal with.
As long as If you provoke them, you will often be poisoned without even realizing it, which is almost impossible to prevent.”
Mo Zhiyao nodded, with a noncommittal and indifferent expression on his face.
The Ghost Devouring God Gu on his body was the king among the Gu species.
Unless it was a mother voodoo whose level was higher than it, Mo Zhiyao didn't pay attention to other Gu species at all.
"Brother Leng, I don't know how strong the Beast Hall is."
Compared to the Gu Sect, Mo Zhiyao was more concerned about the other cultivation force alongside it, the Beast Hall.
"The Beast Hall."
Leng Yang pondered for a moment, and then continued: "Actually speaking, the Beast Hall is the orthodox and established force in the City of Chaos."
"The Beast Hall has existed in this chaotic city for nearly a thousand years, and the Gu Sect has only risen in the past less than a hundred years."
"The monks under the Beast Hall practice an extremely partial cultivation technique."
Leng Yang's face turned pale.
He didn't know whether it was because of his unrecovered injury or because of the so-called Beast Hall.
"Their own cultivation level is not high, but the combat power they explode is extremely terrifying, enough to fight beyond the level.
They can challenge monks one level higher than themselves, that is to say, they can challenge the mid-term in the early stage. analogy."
"Fighting beyond the next level" Mo Zhiyao was shocked when he heard this.
Apart from himself, he didn't expect anyone else to fight beyond the next level.
Normally, it would be difficult to do this unless you relied on treasures.
"Well, the techniques they practice can fuse the power of monsters," Leng Yang said in a deep voice.
"After fusion, you can superimpose your own cultivation, and your combat power will skyrocket instantly."
"Integrating the power of monsters" Mo Zhiyao was not only a little shocked, but he had never heard of such a weird and unconventional technique.
"Brother Cheng, if you venture into the city of chaos in the future, be sure not to provoke these two forces, otherwise you may not be able to gain a foothold in the city of chaos."
Leng Yang looked at Mo Zhiyao and said sternly.
"Thank you, Brother Leng, for reminding me."
Mo Zhiyao nodded, indicating that he understood.
"By the way, Brother Leng, what's going on with the ancient tomb of reincarnation you just mentioned?"
Mo Zhiyao remembered what Leng Yang said just now and asked.
"The Ancient Tomb of Samsara happened a few months ago."
Leng Yang said slowly with a glint in his eyes.
"The Ancient Tomb of Samsara is the cave of a great cultivator who has reached the pinnacle of Zangxu.
Even those of us in the Capital of Chaos didn't know that such a place existed."
"The Cave Mansion of Zangxu Peak Overhaul" Mo Zhiyao was instantly moved when he heard this.
In Northern Xinjiang, it can be said that there are only a handful of monks who can reach this level of cultivation, and they are not much more than the monks of Liuhehe Dao.
"Yes, and he is also a major cultivator who is only one step away from being promoted to the realm of Hedao."
There was a look of shock and yearning on Leng Yang's face.
That level of cultivation is something he needs to look up to.
"A few months ago, this senior prepared to attack the sixth level, but in the end his promotion failed, causing his aura to escape.
As a result, the location of the Tomb of Samsara was exposed, and all the sects in the City of Chaos discovered this."
Speaking of this, Leng Yang looked a little sad, presumably because he felt sorry for the senior
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