. Seeing the figures of the two old men, blocked by the slightly distorted space medium, *hao's heart was relaxed, and he couldn't help but think of getting a bargain.

Under the influence of this time and space medium of the Battle Ancestor Star oppressing Zuqiang, the powerful people who had the power to destroy the world in the past were greatly restricted even if they did not become mortals.

At this time, the twelve falls shot into the distant black stone wasteland, and the miraculous wisdom tail still did not disappear, and the ripples were still scattered in the sky.

The reason why Mu Hao proposed to act separately with the two old men was, on the one hand, because Mu Hao was vigilant against the two old men and was worried that sooner or later, the two old men would notice his hidden power and immortal foundation. On the other hand, Mu Hao also had different views on the several streams of light that fell into the Battle Zuxing.

In Mu Hao's opinion, more than ten powerful men entered the Zhanzu Star at the same time, which was obviously not an ordinary horn. Although it caught the daylight of the Black Stone Wasteland and the twelve streams of light destroyed four, the remaining eight people were not necessarily easy to deal with.

How could a person who can enter the Battle Zuxing be ordinary? Especially the dangerous hunting is undoubtedly a bloody deal. If the power is not good, it is very likely that he will turn from a hunter's horn into someone else's prey.

At this stage of Zu Qiang, there is no chance of regret in his actions. If he is not careful, he may pay the price of his life. Therefore, before taking real action, Mu Hao must not be careless.

It was not until Mu Hao put away the black jade beads given to him by the old man Yin Sen that Mu Hao moved his footsteps on the fiery black stone wasteland and headed towards the direction where the two old men disappeared.

Mu Hao did not give up on the idea of ​​the remaining eight fallen lights of the Black Stone Wasteland, but he approached the distant Black Stone Wasteland with the goal of picking up the cheap.

In Mu Hao's view, if the eight streams of light remained in the environment of burning ancestors during the day,

It is a weak Zu Qiang, and even if two old men pick up the heads, it is no big deal.

However, if those eight people are strong enough and have a strong family background, they can compete with the two old men, then things may turn around.

Mu Hao didn't care whether the two old men lived or died. What he valued was how to get the greatest benefit while controlling the risks.

At this time, Mu Hao was looking forward to the eight people fighting with the two old men, and he might have the chance to get a bargain by himself.

"Are you evil guy trying to reap the benefits of the fisherman?" Just as Mu Hao was cautiously exploring and advancing in the direction where the remaining eight streams of light disappeared, the voice of the crystal scroll spirit had already sounded in Mu Hao's heart.

"Haha, there are not so many things in the world that can reap the benefits of fishermen." I and I just want to see the situation! Although I am a little looking forward to those two old guys being able to lose both sides with the first group of people who entered the battle of Zuxing, the changes in the matter will not be transferred by my will." Mu Hao smiled at the crystal scroll spirit in his heart.

"It looks like you are not at ease and have no intention of expecting profit, so why bother to go there secretly?" The words of the crystal scroll spirit sounded in Mu Hao's heart, and he seemed a little disdainful.

"Of course I want to benefit, because the spirits of the treasures awaken. "I have suffered huge losses. If I am not active at this time, where can I go to get back the losses? I can't say that I can still have some chances. If I don't go, I will give up the opportunity on my own initiative." Mu Hao endured the burning light of the fiery wasteland, restrained his strength and breath, and his arms drooped and ran quietly without a trace of sound, like a ghost.

"If you know yourself, it's still time to retreat now. Xing'er can tell you that those strong people who have entered the Zhan Zuxing are all not simple people." Even a vulgar guy like you can only be a gift for delivering vegetables when you go up." The tone of the crystal scroll artifact spirit showed a childish smile.

Hearing the words of the Crystal Scroll Artifact Spirit, Mu Hao couldn't help but move slightly.

Before, Mu Hao saw that the line of flowing light fell to the distant wasteland, and he had a feeling that those people were not easy to mess with. At this time, after the crystal scroll spirit confirmed Mu Hao's mysterious spiritual awareness, Mu Hao not only did not mean to retreat, but his speed of his feet accelerated a little.

"Can you feel the aura of those strong men who have just entered Zhan Zuxing?" Mu Hao asked in his heart to the crystal scroll spirit.

"Kizz nm Xing'er can not only feel the bloodline of those people, but Xing'er even recognizes them.

The people from that family are not something you can afford. If you dare to touch them, even if you are in the Battle of the Ancestor Star, you will sooner or later be found." The laughter of the crystal scroll artifact spirit sounded in Mu Hao's heart, with a faint feeling of being the general.

Without talking to the crystal reel spirit again, Mu Hao couldn't help but start to re-estimate the powerful people who entered the Zhanzu Star.

Mu Hao did not do much to seek money and killed his life, and he also formed many enemies, but most of them did not pose any fatal threat to Mu Hao.

Until now, the blonde girl who was bought back by Mu Hao as a ancestral slave, who merged with an immortal foundation and Taoist power, seemed to have a status in the Battle of the Ancestor Star, was still imprisoned by Mu Hao in the beautiful map of the beautiful rivers and mountains.

Mu Hao was not worried about such things that were unknown to outsiders, but the words of the crystal scroll spirit made Mu Hao feel that it was not easy to enter the cultivator of Zhan Zuxing.

"If all those people are dead, there should be no future troubles. Could it be that those people have any strange means?" Mu Hao thought in his mind while walking.

What Mu Hao knew at this time was that while he was guessing that he had entered the crash battle with the powerful men of the Ancestral Star Black Stone Wasteland, the old man Yinsen and the fat old man were not very good-looking.

"Old Monster Feng, it seems that it is not easy to control that kid!" The fat old man's fat black and gold face looked a little cold when he sat cross-legged on the soft jade blanket.

"Hehe, the woman named Lin Xiao is just his nominal master.

By the time he didn't say hello and threw the woman into the tribe, we can know that the woman was simply dispensable to him, and it was impossible to use that woman to control him. I am a little curious now. What he wanted to get in the Frost Python Tribe, and his performance and the meaning revealed by his words should have something to do. Such wild and greedy people "will not be willing to be lonely." The old man Yinsen, who had a swelling muscle, said with a smile.

"Apart from being a little stronger, he has not shown any extraordinary means. Have you noticed his foundation?" The fat old man's eyes looked a little unsure.

"That boy's body is different from most Zuqiangs. It should have undergone many transformations. This is the first time I have seen the body of a cultivator with the Xuanzun level, which can withstand my spiritual exploration. However, although he cannot find his foundation and the objects he has, there is nothing to worry about." Old man Yinsen comforted the suspicious fat man.

"The roll bag he carried was made of Tianren silk. This kind of Tianren silkworm should be very rare even in the universe. Have you found out what the roll bag he carried?" The fat old man looked cautious, as if he was very cautious about Mu Hao.

"That's just a ancestral crystal scroll." Even if he can't catch up with the spiritual power and power of my stone furnace, no matter how powerful his strength is, he is just a Xuan Zun after all. If there is no intimidating treasure, there is nothing to be afraid of." The old man Yinsen smiled on his face. After a brief contact with Mu Hao, the old man Yinsen had some understanding of Mu Hao's power to some extent.

The old man Yinsen said nothing wrong. In terms of his own combat power, even if Mu Hao has the immortal foundation against the heavens, after all, the level is just a Xuan Zun. For them, it cannot pose any great threat to the ancestors of Kongyu. However, there is one thing that the old man Yinsen was blocked by the crystal scroll.

That is the crystal scroll that Mu Hao carries, which is not an ordinary ancestral weapon, but a body made of starry sky crystal mud.

"Since he has no value to use, why should you accommodate him? That kid's crazy eyes really make people feel a little uncomfortable." It was not until this time that the fat old man expressed his prejudice against Mu Hao.

...Hmph! You are just short-sighted. "This boy may be our chance. Even if he cannot bring us help in combat power, after killing Wei Yuan, we can find some ways to blame him. At that time, he will not find us. After returning to the tribe, the people of the Black Yuan tribe will follow the deceased mark and find him in the Frost Python tribe." Later, the old man Yinsen couldn't help but look forward to it.

"If that's the case, wouldn't we also want to be violent? When Black Yuan fights the Frost Python Tribe, it is still unknown whether we have the chance to get benefits. No matter who defeats the Wei clan or the Yong clan, we may find it difficult to gain a foothold in Black Yuan in the future! Are you sure you are ready?" Unlike the old man Yinsen, the fat old man's god is a little solemn.

"Hiran Yuan has been calm for too long. People's minds have changed, but they just lack a fuse! If the two major tribes have not fought, we will have no chance at all. Even if the Ten Thousand Python Caves occupied by the Yong clan does not have our chance, and the situation is chaotic, the Black Yuan and the Hunter Tribe are still profitable." The old man Yinsen seemed to have not set his sights, but only focused on the Frost Python Tribe.

Just as the fat old man was thinking, the nephrite carpet was already carrying the two of them, quickly approaching the area where the Flowing Rain was located.

Feeling the powerful spiritual power change that could not be hidden in the world, the old man Yinsen was slightly happy on his face: "I didn't want to plant willows and willows into shade. It seems that we have encountered a few big fish today!"

"The other party should have four Ancestral Lords of Kongyu, so it's better to be careful. Besides, that boy retreated in the face of trouble, which made me feel not simple." Feeling the powerful spiritual power in the world, the fat old man reminded the old man Yinsen.

"Don't worry about that boy for now. The twelve streams of light have been destroyed by the hot day. This is our chance. If the hot day passes, the foreign ancestors who fell into the black land will recover, I'm afraid that this opportunity will not be our turn to pick it up." The old man Yinsen narrowed his eyes slightly, and the speed of urging the nephrite blanket was faster.

As the nephrite blanket floated rapidly, the two old men could see the eight people sitting cross-legged on a star map in the distance.

Compared with the star map above the distant ground, the soft jade blankets on the two old men were much smaller.

The mysterious starry text flashed, and the starry lilies gathered and intertwined with each other, and actually isolated the fiery ancestor's rays.

Seeing the eight-ring mokeng on the black stone floor in the distance and the injured figures of the eight people sitting cross-legged on the star map, the old man Yinsen smiled and looked at the fat man, as if he was signaling the fat man.

I noticed the eyes of the old man Yinsen, the leader of the fat old man's heart would get up on the soft jade carpet. "The hands with black and gold light shone slightly in front of him, and a demon-subduing pestle that surged black and golden light had appeared in the hands of the fat old man.

One end of the Black Gold Demon Subduing Pestle is the shape of a golden sun pestle, and the other end is the shape of a triangular edge with a pointed edge. There are three Buddha statues in the middle as handles, one is smiling, one is angry, and the other is scolding. The heavy spiritual power makes it look extremely powerful.

Without too much words, he looked at the seven people sitting cross-legged on the star map with blood stains on the corners of their mouths and their bodies were filled with broken Minli. When the fat old man stepped on the soft jade carpet, his fat body rushed towards the huge star map where the eight people were like a big roc spreading his wings to the strong wind brought by the wheel of the demon-subduing pestle in his hand, and even brought a row of waves in the space medium where the fiery ancestors were radiating.

"Woo mn" the space medium was slightly distorted, and the fat old man's figure had already appeared outside the star map, and his demon-subduing pestle in his hand hit the star-draining curtain that was rising from the star map.

In the surging vibration of "Boom NM", the flowing star-in-texture light curtain was smashed into dense cracks by the black gold demon-subduing pestle. The burning ancestor on the wasteland seemed to have a breakthrough, along the crack gaps on the star-in-the-sparking light curtain, rushing wildly into the light curtain of the star-in-the-sparing light curtain, burning towards the eight people sitting cross-legged on the star-in-the-sparing map.

Among the eight people sitting cross-legged on the star chart, except for one wearing a black robe with a swelling inside the black robe behind him, and his figure was illusory, making people unable to see clearly, the other seven people bleeding from the corners of his mouth were seven young men, Zuqiang, and the seven young Zuqiang. Among them, four of them had extremely powerful spiritual power. Mingyan had the middle-level ancestral rank of Kongyu, and even the other three were also the high-level ancestral rank of Tianyu.

At the blow of the fat old man's demon-subduing pestle, a circle of seven Zuqiangs who sat cross-legged and surrounded the black robe and covered the head all walked away, and their bodies were filled with huge shocks and blood.

One blow did not completely break the star-dirty light curtain surrounded by the star map. The four Kong Yu Zuqiang, who were burned by the burning light in the light curtain, couldn't help but look at the fat old man with a black gold body, with a cold murderous intent in his eyes.

Without asking why the fat old man attacked everyone, the group of strong men who entered Zhan Zuxing and fell in the Black Stone Wasteland seemed to have been fully prepared. After briefly experiencing the blow of the fat old man's demon-subduing pestle, the seven Zu Qiang who were sitting cross-legged in a circle changed positions. One of the young man with bare hands actually got up and rushed towards the fat old man.

The "Boom NM" end of the triangular belt of the Demon Subduing Pestle, which was more than one person tall, was pointed out by the fat old man, causing heavy pressure on the space medium, and tearing out large cracks from the point to break the surface.

Although the black gold light's Riven was not lasting, it still tore the body of the young man Kong Yuzuqiang who rushed towards him along the mouth of Xiong.

The star-drilling light curtain shattered, and the fat old man who severely injured the young man of Kongyu Zuqiang. Seeing that the sharp light in the young man's eyes did not weaken, but instead had a great spirit, the fat old man felt a faint sense of uneasiness.

"Humn" In the light of the fiery ancestor, the young man with a cracked body turned into crystal light and rushed towards the fat old man's black and gold body.

The crystal flowing light seemed to transcend the power of the Burning Ancestor and the Fat Black Gold Old Man, as was the will of the Black Gold Demon Subduing Pestle. The heavy black gold light emitted by the Black Gold Demon Subduing Pestle did not block it at all, and the crystal flowing light hit the Black Gold Old Man.

In the slightly anxious gaze of the old man Yinsen, the crystal flowing light that hit the fat man was gathered in the black and gold body of the fat man's heart and mouth.

"Boom nm" Before the panic-looking fat black gold old man retreated, the mysterious mark had already caused an explosion in the fat old man's heart.

A majestic Jingqiang mushroom cloud soared into the sky, forcing the Burning Ancestor on the wasteland to retreat a little. The huge star map even hid through the violent explosion.

Only when the explosion of the spiritual power of the mushroom cloud was dissipated by the space medium of Zhan Zuxing, the body of the fat old man in black gold appeared on the wasteland.

The old man Yinsen's eyes were shimmering. He took a look at the location of the fiery red wasteland not far away, and then he immediately pushed up the soft jade blanket that stood up to resist the explosion and floated towards the fat old man who had dimmed a lot of black and golden light.

"You're nothing wrong, right?" Yin Sen Lao looked at the fat old man and used his faint will to investigate the fat old man, and said to him.

"Go and kill them." The fat old man did not answer the old man Yinsen's words, but instead shone out his eyes and glanced at the space the old man Yinsen had just looked at.

At this time, a hole appeared in the fat old man's heart with a black gold body. What surprised the old man Yinsen was that as the crystal clear light transformed from the figure of the young Kong Yuzuqiang, the mysterious mark gathered in the heart of the fat old man did not disappear, but emerged from the skin of the fat old man's dantian again, leading the fiery ancestor on the wasteland to gather towards the mysterious mark, as if accumulating the power of the imprint.

"This mark!" The old man Yinsen felt the speed of the mysterious mark accumulating spiritual power, and couldn't help but speak in horror.

At this time, a whirlpool gathered with the burning light of the ancestor on the surface of the fat old man's lower abdomen appeared faintly, and its crystal clear and mysterious imprint became redder and redder, as if it could explode again at any time.
Chapter completed!