Just when Mo Qingkong had recovered more than half of his cultivation, started to move his body, and started trying to recover his broken leg...

Finally, there was movement.

Amid the whistling wind, there was a tyrannical momentum, moving this way.

There were quite a few people coming.

And it's very powerful.

Feng Yin suddenly became energetic.

Through Jianglongmu's notification, Fengyin knew that there were more than a hundred people coming.

Flying in the sky.

Wu Ao and others below also obviously noticed it.

One by one, they stood up warily and looked at the direction from which the momentum was coming.

You can tell from the feeling that this person is definitely not an ordinary person.

With a sudden sound, hundreds of people passed through the treetops, entered the valley directly, and stood tall in the sky.

Feng Yin immediately thought about it.

The ghost snake that has evolved has gone out silently a long time ago, and is now waiting under a patch of grass in the valley. This position is less than one foot away from the circular formation of the Supreme Mountain disciples.

And all around, it took advantage of this time to set up more than a dozen deep holes in different directions, making all preparations for evacuation.

"Hey, this is not Mr. Mo Wu from Supreme Mountain!"

Someone laughed loudly: "Junshan Miao Zhen, I came here to visit you. I heard that the fifth master's thigh is a little injured, so we came here to visit him."

There was infinite teasing in his voice.

Wu Ao gritted his teeth and shouted: "Miao Zhen! Three mountains are juxtaposed, facing each other. What do you mean?"

Miao Zhen is the Junshan master ranked lowest among the three mountains.

Miao Zhen laughed: "I only saw the usual intrigues, and never saw any head-to-tail confrontation. If your Supreme Mountain hadn't used tricks to harm our senior Junshan, why would you be ranked first among the three mountains!"

On the surface, the three mountains are one, but the fighting behind the scenes is even more intense than the ordinary rivers and lakes.

No one wants to be ranked alongside others, everyone wants to stand out.

For tens of thousands of years, various overt and covert struggles have emerged one after another.

It is already a consensus.

Mo Qingkong sat on the ground and said calmly: "Miaozi, are you here to see my joke?"

Miao Zhen laughed loudly: "It is said that Mr. Mo Wu's jokes are not small?"

This Miao Zhen also gathered Junshan's disciples together, and he had no intention of coming here to cause trouble for anyone. In the end, a black shadow passed by and a piece of cloth was thrown down.

I picked it up and saw that it was a joke.

Or a huge piece of gossip!

This made Miao Zhen immediately interested. He didn't expect that someone he had disliked for his whole life would actually gossip like this! How could he go as far as he wanted if he didn't join in the fun?

So I came quickly.

In other words, if it weren't for the gossip Qinglong who was busy spreading the gossip, I'm afraid if Feng Yin had to wait here for a few days, no one would come.

After all, there are so many cloud experts here and everyone is more cautious.

Miao Zhen came over just to see Mo Qingkong's joke and didn't intend to start a real fight.

Mo Qingkong's eyes flashed like poisonous snakes, and said: "You are looking at my joke. Do you need to bring so many people here?"

Miao Zhen laughed loudly: "Everyone is very curious about Mr. Mo Wu..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Ao and Mo Yuantu were furious, shaking their hands and a hidden weapon flew up.

It's intended to interrupt the topic, not to hurt anyone.

But at this moment, a disciple from the Supreme Mountain below suddenly let out a scream.

He fell down without saying a word.

His face suddenly turned black, and then turned pale.

One head tilt, dead!

Under his corpse, the poison of the ghost snake directly penetrated into the heart veins, and its mouth was not loosened. After the poison died, the snake sucked the poison back into his mouth.

Then he quietly slipped into the small hole.

A flick of the tail.

The soil will cover the small hole.

"Senior Brother Guan!"

A Supreme Mountain disciple was shocked and hurried over to take a look, only to see that Senior Brother Guan's eyes were wide open with anger, and he was already dead.

"Senior Brother Guan is dead..."

The disciple cried out in grief: "You people from Junshan actually did this to you!"

Mo Qingkong is already angry, are you looking at my joke?

Could it be that word of the killing has already spread?

Just as Miao Zhen was about to defend himself, he heard Mo Qingkong yell: "Kill!"

I would rather start the fight than let this bastard say what he said!

Wu Ao and Li Zhan drew their swords and stood up.

The disciples of Zhizun Mountain had been holding back their anger for the past few days, and now another one died. They were so angry that they rushed forward.

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[There will be another chapter tonight.
Chapter completed!