Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 869 Fishing
Hearing this, Jiang Mo murmured. Penglai Island seemed to be a place where strong people gathered. Back then, Tianxuanzi told Jiang Mo that there was a stone wall in Penglai Island. It seemed that the second residual map could be obtained from the stone wall.

So, no matter what, Jiang Mo had to go to Penglai Island.

Even if he met a strong man from Feijianzong there, Jiang Mo would not shrink back. If Zhong Qing really thought he was a soft persimmon, then he might be very wrong.

Right now, the most important thing is to get more luck. Only in this way can we get closer to Penglai Island.

After confirming the goal, Jiang Mo meditated for a few more days in the long corridor. In addition to the increase in the power of spiritual thoughts, his luck increased to two feet, and his color became much darker.

Gradually, when Jiang Mo realized that even if he continued to practice, he could no longer gain luck, he decided to leave. There was more than one way to get luck, and there was no need to hang himself on a tree.

Outside the passage of the stone statue, many people left, Ning Ningshuang and Yu Liansheng also left one after another, but some people still came. The monks in Heiliu City wanted to come here to try their luck. What if luck coincides with luck? .

When Jiang Mo walked out slowly from the passage of the stone statue, he met a group of surprised eyes, and at this time, Jiang Mo's luck had not yet subsided, someone recognized him, and there was an exclamation unavoidably.

Naturally, some discussion is indispensable, and the content is similar, it is nothing more than how bad luck is, or how strong one is.

Ignoring the monks who were discussing and watching, Jiang Mo left Xiaoyun Palace alone.

In Heiliu City at this moment, monks came and went in an endless stream.

"The luck obtained by comprehension is really too slow, how about trying to plunder?" An idea came to Jiang Mo's mind. And the bottom line.

So, Jiang Mo came up with a way. Walking on the crowded streets, he quietly released the breath of a six-star Martial Master, which was not very strong in the Hundred Barbarian Realm, and was even in a very late stage.

Jiang Mo was in the seven-star Wuzun realm at this time, but he deliberately controlled his aura to be in the six-star Wuzun realm, in order to attract some people with evil plans.

At the same time, there is still a touch of luck covering the body, if someone wants to trick him, he will inevitably be searched.

The effect of his idea was obvious. After wandering around the crowded Heiliu City, five or six people noticed Jiang Mo and followed him quietly.

The purpose of several people is very obvious, but no one has said it.

There is also order in Heiliu City. Although it is not strong, at least in the city, no one dares to take the initiative to provoke this matter.

The few monks following Jiang Mo were waiting for the opportunity. When the number of pedestrians dwindled, they would inevitably take action to plunder Jiang Mo's luck.

From their point of view, for a mere six-star Martial Venerable to dare to come out and hang around, and also possessed by luck, it is simply a crime to conceive a jade.

Jiang Mo turned around again, and when the number of people behind him reached ten, Jiang Mo went out of the city. No matter how many people there were, he was not sure he could handle it.

Seeing that Jiang Mo was planning to leave the city, the faces of the monks behind him showed joy, it really went well.

After leaving the city, Jiang Mo flew in the air, neither fast nor slow, and the monks behind him must be able to keep up.

When leaving Heiliu City a hundred miles away, the monks behind them gradually showed their fox tails, and some people accelerated and came towards Jiang Mo. Jiang Mo seemed to be unaware, and walked in the air on his own.

"Boy, stop." A rough roar came, finally breaking the long silent atmosphere.

The monks showed a fierce look on their faces. This place is already outside the jurisdiction of Heiliu City. Even if they kill people here, they will not care.

"Are you calling me?" Jiang Mo turned around and asked pretending to be surprised.

"Hey, I didn't call you, who else could I call you? You boy, you made us follow hard!" The monk said with a smile, his face was piled up, looking a little fierce.

While talking, everyone quietly surrounded Jiang Mo to prevent him from escaping. An old man in black came out, with his hands behind his back, and said, "Boy, I think you have extraordinary bearing, why don't you make a deal?"

Jiang Mo glanced around and found that the strongest of them all was no more than Nine Star Martial Lord, so he was very confident and said, "What deal?"

"Give me your luck, and I will spare your life. Do you think this deal is a good deal?" A female monk said with a smile.

All the monks also laughed. In their eyes, Jiang Mo was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and there was no room for resistance.

Jiang Mo also laughed. He clenched his fists, and his luck was immediately released, reaching a height of two feet, which made the eyes of nearly ten monks around him shine.

When he was in Heiliu City before, he didn't dare to release too much luck, for fear of attracting real strong men, but now these monks are within Jiang Mo's control.

"My boy, you have such great luck!" The old man's voice trembled.

"I underestimated you, and now I can't let you go." Another monk said.

Jiang Mo glanced at everyone, looked at the old man, and asked, "I have more luck than here. Since you want it, it's okay to give it to you."

Immediately, he turned his gaze, looked at the rest of the people around, and said, "However, what about these heroes? Is this luck enough?"

When Jiang Mo said this, there were really a few monks with fierce eyes, and all the monks who dared to come to Baiyi Realm had special skills. Who would be willing to watch others eat meat and drink soup by themselves?
"Everyone don't want to listen to this kid's nonsense to sow discord. The two feet of luck are very good." The old man hurriedly said. Compared with you, it is too little, so I only need [-]% of this kid's luck, and the rest will be distributed by you."

The rest of the monks also released their luck one after another, only five feet at most. Jiang Mo looked at the monks with luck, the corners of his mouth curled up. It seems that they haven't figured out the identity of the hunter and the prey!
"Are you ready?" Jiang Mo's smile was restrained, his voice was a little cold, and the old man frowned, feeling something was wrong.

"The old man comes first." As soon as the words fell, the old man's figure flashed, like a goshawk pouncing on his food, and his ten fingers clasped Jiang Mo's head.

Not to be outdone, the rest of the cultivators jumped up one after another and rushed towards Jiang Mo, fearing that Jiang Mo's luck would be divided up.

For these evil-minded guys, Jiang Mo moved his hands without any guilt in his heart. He clenched his fists and smashed them on the old man's ten fingers. Qi Beng broke open, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

(End of this chapter)