Space Cultivation: Rebirth Against the Little Orphan Girl

Chapter 273
Several people looked at Moyue with narrowed eyes and expressionless faces, knowing that Tang Jian had violated the biggest taboo against the enemy this time, so no one spoke out to stop him.

This time, Changing Magic Nine didn't make a sound.

"Everyone, take a break first and let Mo Jiu heal your wounds. I'll come as soon as I go."

Knowing that the whole thing is simple and not in a hurry, he shrinks to an inch, and disappears before everyone's eyes in a few breaths.

"Okay, Mo Jiu, heal your wounds first, let's wait for Mo Yue, she comes back, and we will discuss the follow-up matters."

Jian Jian went back this time and consciously collected some carapaces of black beetles and some bones of the Valley of the Dead.

When I saw it reappear, I saw such a scene.

The thirteen distracted monks, with their respective teams, were surrounded by a group of three-meter-tall velociraptors.

Tang Jian and his team were surrounded on the other side.

The simple appearance alarmed the three parties. Everyone looked at Mo Yue's aura and knew that the other party was already a distracted cultivator.

Tang Jianyi saw Moyue, and secretly called "unlucky" in his heart, but his face showed a look of a savior coming:

"Honorable Moon, save me, I didn't mean it, it's just that the move was not withdrawn in time..."

But Jian Jian didn't give him a wink at all, he just came to the leader of the tallest velociraptor, and showed off the scales on his wrist.

The leader of the Velociraptor Nether Beast, who was snorting, had golden pupils, saw the scales, sniffed again, then looked at Jian Jian, moved his body, and got out of the way.

After a simple hand gesture, he walked into the big encirclement.

Everyone stood up and saluted, but was simply stopped,

"Tell me what happened, don't waste time."

Everyone glanced at each other and pushed Lord Mohang out. Mohang had already reached the Great Perfection in the late stage of transformation, and he could enter the stage of distraction just by chance.

"Honorable Demon Moon, things happened too fast, and I couldn't react in time. When I saw it, a ghost beast had fallen to the ground, and Tang Jian was not far away. As for whether it was him, no one saw it."

"Hmph, you guys will shirk it, whether you really didn't see it or didn't want to see it."

"Don't dare!"

"Don't dare, I think you are very brave. Is it because we have flattened the road ahead, and you are too relaxed?"

"Don't dare!"

This time, the hundred and ten people answered together.

Jian Jian ignored the group of people and turned to where Tang Jian was.

"Tell me what's going on?"

Simply click on a male cultivator in the Nascent Soul team and ask him to answer.

Yuanying Nanxiu looked up at Jianjian, and when he lowered his head, he glanced at Tang Jian from the corner of his eye.

Jian Jian clearly felt Tang Jian's nervousness.

"Report to His Majesty, we have encountered a group of fish that slipped through the net, and we are organizing a siege, and a large number of ghost beasts have also followed."

"The scene was a bit chaotic at the time. Our team surrounded a giant black beetle, which was attacking and didn't pay attention to the surroundings."

"Tang Jian, what were you doing at that time?"

"I'm also attacking the black beetle."

Jian Jian casually twirled his storage ring, and suddenly interjected to ask Tang Jian.

"Oh, really?"

Simple's complexion was a bit gloomy, which made the people around him dare not show their anger.

"Since I don't want to talk about it, I'll watch it myself."

While talking, he simply waved and pulled Tang Jian's peak master's token hanging on his waist.

Lightly tap on the Token of the Peak Lord, forming a hand strike, flicking his right hand, a cloud of devilish energy rushed into the token, the token vibrated for three breaths, as if struggling.

In the end, he was enveloped and controlled by a simple magic energy, slowly showing the scene of the battle.

After the various teams were dispersed by the black beetles, they reacted relatively quickly. They immediately formed a formation and began to counterattack.

Tang Jian was indeed organizing the attack at the beginning, but he also stayed away from his group in the second half, observing a wounded ghost beast that was about to die.

There was a crack in the neck of the ghost beast, and the black liquid flowed out continuously, and it turned into a magic crystal shortly after landing.

Tang Jian bluntly took all the magic crystals into his pocket.

The other ghost beast seemed to have noticed Tang Jian's actions, roared at him, and then one man and one beast fought together.

In the end, the underworld beast was beheaded by Tang Jian's epee.

The surrounding area was very quiet, and the boss of the ghost beast quietly watched this man Xiu, waiting for the other party's disposal.

Jianjian narrowed his eyes, turned his wrist, and suddenly made trouble, Moyue Zhan just flashed a ray of light, Tang Jian didn't lift his hand holding the epee, and his body was separated.

The spirit that sprang out was smashed to pieces by the spinning magic moon before it could escape.

Seeing that the culprit had been beheaded, the leader of the ghost beast neighed, and with his little friends, released the besieged monks of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

This time, he simply stood on the Moyue Zhan, looked at the monks of the Heavenly Demon Palace below and snorted coldly:
"I don't know whether I should praise you for being united, or saying that you are stupid! This is Minggu, their territory, and you are so blatantly accepting other people's things, and even killing your own allies."

"If this happened to you, you probably would have rushed forward!"

"You should be lucky, now we have a common enemy, otherwise the ghost beast will tear you apart regardless of whether you have made a move."

The Huashen and Nascent Souls below did not dare to refute, this Moyue is not a good stubble.

"Since you are too comfortable, then speed up, play your role, and come up."

As the simple words fell, Moyue Zhan gradually grew bigger under Jianjian's feet, and stopped growing when it was big enough to accommodate a hundred people.

"Master, let's not take it as an example. I don't want to carry these idiots anymore."

"Okay, this time I wronged you to make a flying magic weapon, and I will supply it to you later."

Everyone looked at Venerable Moyue's gloomy dripping face, didn't ask anything, and consciously fell into Moyue Slash.

"go!"

Moyue Zhan turned into a light and shadow in the air, and quickly returned the same way.

I was reluctant at first, and knew that my master was going to clean up this group of guys, so the speed increased extremely quickly.

When they joined Mo Su, Mo Yi, and Mo Qi three days later, there were already a dozen Nascent Soul monks who could not hold on, and their meridians were almost shattered.

The others were not much better, their faces were all green.

A simple wood-type repair technique stabilized all these monks, then withdrew his own Demon Moon Slash, and left a sentence:
"Adjust yourself."

Moqi was the first to meet her:

"What's going on? You're so angry?"

"Don't mention it, it's not Tang Jian's rat shit."

Then he didn't shy away from other people, and told what happened and how he handled it.

Waved and handed Mo Yunfeng's peak master order and the opponent's storage ring to Mo Qi.

Mo Qi also simply put away the things, and the hundreds of Heavenly Demon Palace monks who were present through the sound transmission of spiritual consciousness:

"Peak Lord Tang performed excellently in this battle of the Valley of the Dead. He charged forward and died with his own body. He is a role model for my generation to follow!"

"Yes"

On one side was the sound of everyone's sudden response.

Simply pursing her lips and smiling, Mo Qi is also a wonderful person, so she smoothed over the matter directly.

"Moyue, it's not a big deal, why are you bothering to bring them here? Prepare to let them all..."

Mo Yi scratched his neck with his hand, with an expression of fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

The Nascent Soul Transformation Gods of the Heavenly Demon Palace, who were struggling to adjust their breath, almost lost their luck.

(End of this chapter)