Xiao Ying took Mo Qiu and avoided the deathly sword of the Ghost King behind him again, and said firmly: "We practitioners should not be afraid of difficulties and obstacles. If we only have a small challenge, we will seek protection from our elders. How can we become great in the future?"

Mo Qiu, who was just thinking about asking for help from his father, blushed and looked at Xiao Ying with admiration: "No wonder Master Kongjue can practice so quickly, but is so determined and not afraid of danger. He is really a role model for us to learn from..."

Xiao Ying looked serious: "It's over-reputation."

Mo Qiu really felt that Xiao Ying, who said this righteously at this time, is worthy of learning and admiration, because no matter whether it is from the Demon Sect or the Buddha Sect, isn’t the practice just to reach a higher peak and become stronger? If you don’t go through hardships and obstacles, how can you become a real strong person?

However, Mo Qiu, who had just made up his mind to learn from Master Kongjue that he would never ask for help from his father when he was in danger and was not sure to die, was suddenly carried by Xiao Rong and snatched a deadly sword light. The sword light just rubbed his cheek and shot him, which was shocked and sweated in cold sweat. He passed by death. He couldn't help but speak, "Master Kongjue, the ghost king is getting closer and closer, and your ability to recover your energy cannot be as good as the ghost king after all, so you should ask for help from the sect leader of the Buddha Sect! People in practice should not be afraid of difficulties and obstacles, but they cannot seek death!"

In response to this, Xiao Ying just made a sharp turn again to avoid the attack of the Ghost King and continued to escape from his life in a different direction.

He said lightly: "I met the Demon King of Northland before, and I had used up the communication talisman that my master gave to me. Later, I was in a hurry and forgot to ask my master to add one for me."

Mo Qiu: "..." So I said so passionately before, just because I have no way to ask for help, so I can only escape?

Although he knew that at this critical moment of life and death, as the weakest person in the drag, he should not say anything more, but he felt that he had been deceived by his feelings and wanted to say something like p!

Mo Qiu gritted his teeth and said, "There is a black communication symbol in the Qiankun bag I gave you. If you crush it, someone will come to save us!"

The communication talisman is actually very difficult to make. Any practitioner who has just entered the practice of cultivation can also make it. Therefore, the function of a person is to make a phone call. However, the communication talisman given to the younger generation generally contains a trace of divine thoughts. After the younger generation is in danger, the divine thoughts will be positioned at the younger generation, and the elders can quickly come to rescue.

Xiao Ying had actually wanted the male protagonist to ask his father for help, but he should not know Mo Qiu's true identity at the moment, so he never said it. But now the male protagonist has taken the initiative to propose that Xiao Ying, who was playing the game of chasing and running a war horse, was not pretentious, and quickly found the black communication symbol he mentioned from his portable space and crushed it.

However, before the faint fluctuation of the communication symbol spread, it was blocked by an invisible cold force.

Xiao Ying and Mo Qiu both changed their faces, and the ghost king Yin Jie laughed from behind him: "Hehehehe, I knew that you must be a disciple of a high status in Buddhism after you took out several spiritual treasures, so I had been on guard against you asking for help from the sect! Haha, it is rare to meet a young monk with fine skin and tender flesh and looks delicious. I am reluctant to let him go."

Mo Qiu, who was ignored by the Ghost King, said unwillingly: "Master Kongjue is a personal disciple of the Master of the Buddha Sect! If you dare to touch him, you will become a mortal enemy of the Buddha Sect!"

The Ghost King paused for a moment, and then his voice became even more sinister: "So what about the Master of the Buddha Sect? Even if he found out that I had eaten his disciples and their belts and bones, would he dare to kill me in front of the Ghost Gate?"

When Mo Qiu saw that a sect leader of the Buddha Sect could not scare the Ghost King, he didn't care about his pseudonym "Mo Qiu", he said again: "I am the young master of the Demon Sect! If you dare to kill us, my father will join forces with the sect leader of the Buddha Sect to kill you!"

This statement seemed to be useful. Xiao Ying felt that the Ghost King's speed was slower, but then it became faster, as if he was trying his best: "Hehehehe, since you both have extraordinary identities, it should be even more damn! As long as you die, no matter who stands behind you, no one will know that this king killed you!"

Mo Qiu's face turned bitter: "Oh no, it's backfiring."

Originally, the Ghost King's attitude towards them was more like cats and mice watching them run away desperately, but now it is to not provoke two peak human immortals at the same time rather than killing them to silence them. The pursuit is naturally even greater.

Xiao Ying accelerated the escape speed and smiled slightly at Mo Qiu who was caught and escaped by him: "Amitabha! Donor Mo Qiu has made me suffer a lot!"

Mo Qiu was actually a little afraid that Xiao Ying would throw him directly to the Ghost King behind him after knowing his identity. This would not only help him get rid of him, the young master of the Demon Sect, but also delay the Ghost King's speed to increase his chance of escaping. However, this critical moment also made him not have the chance to think too much and he was anxious to tell his identity.

However, now when he heard Kong Jue's words and the smile that made him stimulating before, he breathed a sigh of relief, and instead felt a little relieved.

Perhaps this guy who is sometimes so bad that he can make his teeth itch unexpectedly makes people feel upright and reliable!

Xiao Rong didn't know that the male protagonist had one of the three major illusions in his life. After teasing the male protagonist, he felt that the pressure from the Ghost King behind him was getting stronger and stronger. Xiao Rong's face turned solemn, and then he suddenly threw the demon-subduing pestle in his hand into the eyes of the formation he had already seen.

The faint Buddha light lit up one after another on Xiao Rong's previous route of escape. Then he forcibly resisted the full-strength attack of the Ghost King and rushed to the brightest place of the Buddha light with Mo Qiu. After a fluctuation in space, the figures of the two disappeared into the dark domain.

The Demon Subduing Pestle, which was the eye of the formation, turned into a rusty shape after the two of them were teleported away. The roar of the Ghost King resounded throughout the dark domain. After the sound reached the Demon Subduing Pestle, the spiritual treasure that the human immortal powerhouse could not destroy could easily turn into powder.

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In a withered woods, two figures suddenly appeared, and it was Xiao Rong and Mo Qiu who were teleported from the dark domain.

Xiao Ying's face was as good as gold paper at this time. After he spitting out a mouthful of dirty blood, he felt that the ghost king invaded his body had eliminated a lot of the Yin Qi and his injuries were no longer serious.

But Mo Qiu didn't know that when he saw him vomiting blood, he thought he was seriously injured, and looked anxious: "Hongjue, how do you feel? I saw the Ghost King hit you before, is it seriously injured?"

Looking at the male protagonist's concern, Xiao Rong felt suspicious, but kept his face pale without hesitation. He pretended to be nothing, and said lightly: "It feels like heartache."

Mo Qiu thought he was injured in his heart meridians, so he quickly began to search for healing pills: "If you hurt your heart meridians, you should use the heart protection pill..."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Ying sighed again: "The demon-subduing pestle given to me by Master is used as energy for array eye, and it should be scrapped at this time. I am really heartbroken..."

Mo Qiu paused for the action of looking for the heart-protecting pill in his hand, and then angrily threw the pill bottle: "Damn bald donkey! I'm playing with this young master again!"

Xiao Ying slowly sat down cross-legged against a dead tree, with his hands folded and showed peace: "Amitabha! Did you see the picture of the donor?"

His tone was calm, but Mo Qiu was furious and said gritting his teeth: "Yes! I am going to show my true face! You are seriously injured now and you can't even stand firmly, right? If you don't want to be tortured by me, you'd better beg for mercy. Maybe I can give you some fun!"

Xiao Ying only closed his eyes and said, "Amitabha! I am hungry, please don't ask the donor to come and write the spirit fruit."

Mo Qiu, who had been called in this way many times, subconsciously turned around and was about to look for Lingguo. He suddenly stopped and jumped up in anger: "Damn bald donkey! I am not your servant! And now you can't beat me, why should I use me?"

However, Xiao Ying only closed her eyes and rested and recited the scriptures silently.

Mo Qiu turned around and left in anger.

Xiao Rong opened his eyes, looked at the direction of Mo Qiu's departure, and sighed: It seems that the male protagonist is not too cruel and does not mean to kill him. Now the male protagonist should have taken the opportunity to leave.

In fact, when Xiao Ying entered the teleportation array, he was prepared to take the full blow to the Ghost King. Although he was injured, his injury was not serious and he would be cured in a while. He pretended to be too serious before to guard against Mo Qiu. He knew that Mo Qiu had always been at his side and was afraid of his strength. Then when he was seriously injured, it was the best time to kill him. If Mo Qiu really took the opportunity to kill him, even though he could not kill the male protagonist, he would definitely have to destroy the male protagonist.

However, now the male protagonist's concept and his life-saving grace have left by himself and have no intention of killing him. This has made Xiao Rong much more relaxed. It is naturally the best to not fight with others when he is injured.

Xiao Rong continued to close his eyes and cross-legged to heal his wounds. Suddenly his ears moved slightly and heard a slight sound. He opened his eyes alertly and saw that the male protagonist who should have left was actually back with some spiritual fruits.

Mo Qiu put the spirit fruit in front of him and said angrily: "Damn bald donkey, don't be afraid of being poisoned by this son, just eat it!"

Xiao Ying looked at Mo Qiu's gentle movements when he put down the spirit fruit, and a sincere smile appeared on his face: "Amitabha! I thought Mo Shi was mainly leaving me behind and fend for myself!"

Mo Qiu hummed twice and explained a little awkwardly: "There is a tree demon in this dead wood, and I will give it aside."

Is this an explanation why he came back late? Xiao Ying's expression moved.
Chapter completed!