The enlightenment of covering the sky starts with security guards

Chapter 279
There are also people who are not strong but are unwilling to give up. They plan to give themselves a try, maybe they are betting on their success?

Dog betting exists everywhere.

Of course, there were also Shi Hao and Mo Ling hiding in the corners, watching the battle from a distance, barely spending their time to watch the show.

In this regard, the descendants of Demon God Mountain have already spoken. Since others don't listen, don't blame them for being rude.

The Nine-Headed Lion and others watched indifferently, while the people from the three major forces took action boldly.

The original peace of the hall was broken, and several terrifying auras erupted, flooding the hall.

Some monks who wanted to fish in troubled waters shouted loudly:
"Let's join forces. As long as we join forces, what can we do if we are the descendants of the three major forces?"

"This is Kunpeng's lair. Kunpeng's heritage treasures are right in front of you. If you get them, you can soar into the sky. Our future is in your own hands. Kill as I please!!"

Well, his words were thought-provoking, passionate and hard-working, and Mo Ling almost believed them, but it was of no use.

If in this world, just shouting a few words can improve your combat power, then everyone would stop practicing and just brag.

Gambling dogs are not worthy of sympathy anywhere, especially in the world of monks. Except for extreme reasons, you need to go all out. At other times, you must clearly see how much you weigh. Since you are not at the same level, don't go head-on. Otherwise, It can only lead to a bloody head.

A monk has hope only when he is alive. Once he dies, his body and mind will disappear, even if his heart has lofty aspirations, it will be boring.

Unless he was cheating like him, even if he was cheating, Mo Ling would not seek death every day.

Just like if he faced a saint now, he wouldn't even think about it and would just run away, hoping to steal something from the tiger's mouth?nonexistent!
Mo Ling watched coldly as a group of monks were slaughtered, without any emotion in his heart.

However, Mo Ling was soon dumbfounded. After killing this group of people, several strong men from Demon God Mountain looked at the positions of Shi Hao and the others with murderous intent.

"This"

Mo Ling looked at the people in Demon God Mountain, then looked at Shi Hao's nonchalant face, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Originally, he thought that Shi Hao was somewhat famous here. At this time, after the battle of Butian Pavilion, Shi Hao's reputation became so famous that these people would be afraid and would not take action.

But it doesn't look like this.

The other two major forces were doing fine, and even the people from the Martial Arts Academy looked at Shi Hao with favorable impressions.

But the eyes of a group of ancient relics from the Demon God Mountain could not pull Shi Hao's skin apart, causing him to tremble and devour him alive.

Only then did Mo Ling remember Shi Hao's reputation among the demon clan. It could be said that everyone wanted to beat him up.

Who wouldn't be angry if he puts other people's monsters into the pot at every turn?

Mo Ling looked at Shi Hao and asked what to do.

Shi Hao bared his big teeth and looked at the descendants of the Demon God Mountain with some disgust. He looked at the humanoid monsters with disgust and never ate them. As for the others.

Hey!

Come to the pot quickly.

Although Shi Hao didn't say a word, his naked eyes said everything.

The kindness in the strong man's eyes was even greater, and he said solemnly:

"Shi Hao, if you cook my Demon God Mountain disciples and steal the Demon God Mountain's treasures, I will have you cut into pieces!"

Just as he was about to take action, the man in fine clothes who had been watching the show said expressionlessly:
"Okay! Now is not the time to seek revenge. The grudge between you Demon God Mountain and Shi Hao will be resolved later. The most important thing now is to break through the restriction on the high platform. Whoever the treasure falls into will depend on his ability!" "I agree. !”

The women from Wushen Academy expressed their stance.

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the strong man, but facing the heirs of the two major forces, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​killing Shi Hao!
He glanced at Shi Hao coldly and said:
"Good luck to you, it's better to wait until things get settled here than to settle the matter!"

"Humph!"

The people from Demon God Mountain returned to the high platform.

The man in rich clothes looked at the strong men around him expressionlessly and said:

"Let's work together to break the restriction. As for who will get the treasure, it depends on their ability!"

"However, if I find someone fishing in troubled waters, don't blame me for being rude!"

A powerful imperial aura overwhelmed everyone present, and Mo Ling's face suddenly became solemn.

Although he didn't know his true strength, the aura he showed made him feel tremendous pressure.

He had fought against the nine-headed lion before, and he saw a glimpse of the fighting power of the genius of this era. It had to be said that it was very strong. The nine-headed lion alone could fight him hard. Although he would win in the end, it would still be difficult. not easy.

But when he met a man in rich clothes, Mo Ling was not sure whether he could be his match.

Logically speaking, these people were basically the same generation as him. Among his peers, this was the first time that Mo Ling felt such great oppression from others.

With small losses and big losses, you can imagine how brilliant that era was!
The words of the man in fine clothes silenced everyone, and even Shi Hao's nonchalant face became serious.

Needless to say, the young man in gorgeous clothes erupted directly, and the glorious imperial aura was powerful, lapping at the walls of the palace like a stormy wave.

The man attacked the high platform with all his momentum.

The woman from Wushen Academy and the people from Demon God Mountain took action almost at the same time, followed by more than ten strong men, followed closely by Mo Ling and Shi Hao.

There were roaring sounds in the hall, and the violent divine power was enough to tear apart many ferocious beasts with strong physical bodies.

Everyone was struggling to attack the high platform, but Mo Ling was paddling secretly on the side. As for what he had just said to subdue the man, he didn't listen at all.

Anyway, he is not a person of this era. Once he understands what happened in Kunpeng's lair, he will go back. As for threats, it is of no use to him.

It would be better to have a good understanding of the style of the top geniuses of this era at this time, and maybe you can understand a different way from them.

This time he entered Kunpeng's lair, even if he didn't get anything, although he was unwilling to do so, these insights could still help him gain something.

Mo Ling watched and understood, and was also recharging his energy and momentum. If he entered Kunpeng's lair and found nothing, he would not be reconciled. There would be a big battle next.

He could give up the rest of the bones or feathers, but he was determined to get that roll of Guza.

He has not forgotten that the place he is in is an illusion, an unreal existence, and it is impossible to take it out even if it is a physical object, but the memory is different.

Guzha generally records a certain period of secret history or a volume of inheritance. As long as he writes it down, he can bring it to the world of Zhetian.

Of course, Mo Ling is even more greedy. He wants not just Guza, but also bones and feathers. Even if he can't take them out in the end, so what/
Since the treasure has appeared in his eyes, there is no reason to let it go.

Just like Shi Hao's mantra.

Mine, mine, all mine!
(End of this chapter)