"There really is..."
Mo Qing originally just made a slip of the tongue, but he didn't expect that someone would actually jump out.
"Hey! Good boy, I don't know who you learned this ability from. How do you know I'm still hiding in the dark?"
At this time, another person jumped out from another direction, also wearing a mask, calling himself an old man, and his voice sounded quite young.
I just don’t know how to cultivate.
Why do monks in the fifth realm of martial arts have to go down the mountain to practice?
This is actually a threshold.
If you can step forward, the clouds will rise straight up, and you will move towards a higher level. Six realms, seven realms, eight realms and nine realms are all waiting for you to bravely climb.
But if you can't get over it, you will be stuck in the fifth realm for the rest of your life. Even if you develop magical powers and reach every sixth level of a certain realm, you will just be known as the escape god and be free.
Judging from the situation on the field, there may not be escape gods present, but they are all helping people who are unwilling to be left alone.
All the ideas came to one place.
"If I go... there won't be any more, right?" Mo Qing sighed.
What place did Senior Sister choose? It was simply a wolf den.
"Coming out of the Dragon Palace and moving with the underwater undercurrent, the error is very large. Wherever it appears is random, but it won't be too far off. This time, it's probably because we were unlucky." Qianxing said.
The situation before her made her secretly frightened.
If these people had the strength of the fifth realm, I am afraid that I and Mo Qing would have to hand over the dragon scales obediently in order to save their lives.
"This place is not very far from the Divine Intention Sect. How could such a situation happen?"
Qianxing couldn't understand.
Even if he was squatted by someone, he couldn't be squatted by so many people at the same time!
How much hatred is this?
Moreover, it can basically be concluded that there must be someone else secretly there.
People in the sect are easy to make friends with.
"With so many people, we only have one mission item in hand. Who should we give it to?"
Mo Qing asked with some embarrassment.
"Nonsense, of course it's for me. I've been trapped in the Five Realms for so many years, and I'm known as the Little Escape God. Of all the people present, who is my opponent?" the old man said.
"Old man, you are no longer able to rely on your muscles and bones when you are old, so you should go home and plant flowers and fish! The world is run by young people!" said a young man next to him.
"Give me your things and you can leave. I will guarantee your safety." said the man holding the jingun.
"How can you guarantee it? How about you guys fight and the winner gets the prize." Mo Qing said innocently.
"Bah! Stop being so naughty, you brat, and hand over the things you fished out from the bottom of the water. I won't take action against you." A man wearing a mask on the opposite side said.
"Is there anyone else in the dark? Come out. With so many people, we can unite together to explore the difficult secret realm. Why do we need to use knives and guns just for such a small thing under the water?" Mo Qing said.
"Young man, you have such a strong tone. Judging from your appearance, you should not have been practicing for a long time. I don't know how difficult this road is. If there is a bump in the road, you will be stuck for thirty to fifty years, sapping your energy. When the time comes, let’s see if you can still say such words!”
A man who was full of energy but whose voice was full of vicissitudes of life stood up and said.
A dozen people suddenly stood up around them, all at a distance from each other, leaving enough space for each other.
However, for practitioners, this space is actually available in the blink of an eye.
Everyone who stood up had one or more things floating in their hands or around them. It seemed that they were all accompanying spiritual soldiers. Their grade was unknown, but there were a lot of them.
Again, these people are wearing masks.
Mo Qing didn't understand.
Is it difficult to change your face?
Why would these people rather wear masks?
"Too much nonsense. Since everyone has entered the venue, let's decide the winner. No concessions will be made on the spot. No mercy will be shown. The winner takes all!"
"Yes! Make gestures to see who can survive to the end!"
"Hey, people in my sect shouldn't be so public...you all should keep a low profile, wouldn't you?"
"Bah! I'm so low-key! The sect has always been secretive and low-key. I've known low-down low all my life, and it's almost as low as the ground. I'm not low-key anymore! I want to be high!"
"Hehe! If you want to take action, unless one of you has become the Escape God, or has broken through the shackles of the five realms, otherwise, just admit defeat!"
Although the shouting crowd and the flashing spirit soldiers were noisy, there was no fighting for the time being.
Just waiting for a trigger.
If the quarrel comes to the end and we actually take action, innocent people will inevitably be affected.
Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best.
Mo Qing planned to find a way to escape.
"Sister?"
While those people were chatting with each other, Mo Qing approached Qianxing and asked her for her opinion.
"If you can't fight, look for an opportunity..."
Qianxing responded in a low voice.
If they want to fight, Mo Qing will definitely be the one holding him back, but when it comes to running, in addition to the escape method, there is also a sword control technique that can be used.
Of all the people present, I'm afraid no one can catch up with Mo Qing who wields a sword.
"Seniors!"
Mo Qing thought for a while and decided to stand up and solve the problem at hand.
"Since everyone is from the same sect and worships the same ancestor, let's not fight to the death. Let's change the method and compete with each other. The one who wins can get what he wants."
"Hey, after listening to it for a long time, you are the only one who speaks well. Unlike these rough guys, you can tell that you have studied!"
"Thank you, thank you. Boss, why don't you each bring something out? We have made an appointment. We will put them in the same place together. Then, we will use escape skills together to see who is faster, who gets such things first, and who Whoever gets it first will get it, and no one will have to rob it," Mo Qing said.
"No! We are here to do business without capital. If you say so, why do we have to take things out? Boy, if you want to lie to us, this level is not enough, and it is even less interesting." A masked man in black said.
This person's voice sounded like a man's, but looking at his figure, he seemed to be a woman.
"Then what should we do? We can't stay in a stalemate here, right?"
"Hmph! Of course, each one relies on his or her own abilities. We have high cultivation and strong means, so naturally we have to work together to bully you rookies who have just come down from the mountain!" The man in black said with a smile.
Next to him appeared several guys also dressed in black and wearing masks with the same pattern.
At the same time, there are also some people who are moving in this direction, with the obvious intention of joining forces to bully the other newcomers who seem to be weaker.
Good guy, Mo Qing took a look and saw that the guy who was chasing him at the beginning was also surrounded and had to move closer to him.
The crossbow in his hand turned to the outer circle, aiming at those people who emerged from behind.
By this count, after a while, more than twenty people had appeared near Shuize.
They are all squatters.
One can squat better than the other.
Instead of looking for materials and treasures on your own, you would hide and wait for others to find them, and then intercept them halfway.
Mo Qing was also a little helpless about the customs of this other world.
"Everyone, since you don't bring anything out, I have something here, and I don't know who to give it to. Why don't you give me a chance and let us run a distance of ten feet first. If any of the big guys can catch up, , this thing belongs to him!”
Mo Qing raised his small ax high and shouted loudly.
Too many people.
I can't beat it, I really can't beat it at all.
Although Qianxing is strong enough to fight and spar with these people, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. If they continue to fight, they will probably die.
Neither dead nor disabled.
Mo Qing started too late, and his foundation is too weak. He is not even one-tenth of Qian Xing's ability in fighting. He might be able to defeat someone in one move and die without even knowing who did it.
Therefore, I had to use some tricks.
Moreover, it is conspiracy that he is good at.
I just want to run, run blatantly and justly, and I told you in advance.
Come chase me if you can.
"Huh? That little ax looks like a spiritual weapon!"
"Any young person who dares to venture out these days doesn't have some good things given by his elders at home. I think the sturdy piece next to him is good and suits me very well."
"..."
Thank you for your attention!
The young warlock who was holding the sword almost put it away. After holding it for such a long time, he suddenly felt that it was a bit hot.
old man……
One by one, they just know how to bully others and miss the good things in Meng Xin’s hands!
"This senior has good eyesight. This small ax was given by an elder in my sect. It is a tool used to save lives at critical moments. As for how to save lives, it depends on the situation. Now I want to ask for a chance to survive. If If a senior agrees to let us escape ten feet away first, and then pursue him later, I will accept it and offer this spiritual weapon with both hands."
"really?"
"Of course it's true, but please survive!" Mo Qing said seriously.
Anyway, I wouldn’t feel bad giving this little ax away.
When a person was shattered by his senior brother in front of him, Mo Qing didn't even blink.
It's too easy to get, and you don't know how to cherish it at all.
This thing was formed by thoughts and condensed spiritual power. Mo Qingxin grabbed it with his hands and it was a handle.
Of course, there can only be one handle at the same time.
"Boy, you have a good plan. You want to leave, but you don't know who to give it to."
"A small ax is of no use. Whoever wants it can take it. I want the ax in that kid's hand!"
"Eh? Look, is the word [Open Heaven] engraved on that small axe?"
"What?"
"Stop joking, how could anyone dare to carve these two words on a spiritual soldier... Wait! Damn it! It's so crazy!"
"The handwriting is a bit shallow and blurry. Could it be an imitation?"
"Hey, boy, we don't want your life. Throw the ax over and let us take a closer look!"
"……Well,"
Mo Qing hesitated for a moment, and the small ax in his hand shook, attracting everyone's attention. Then he shook his head and said: "This thing is only for the seniors who let us go, to see who can catch up with us. Give it to me when I catch up.”
"Good boy, I agree, you run ten feet first! No, I want you to run twenty feet first!" said an old man.
"Mom... Bah! My sister wants you to run thirty feet first!" said a guy wearing a mask and black clothes, with a hoarse voice that sounded like a man's.
