Chapter 80:

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The vast north is vast and innocent, and it is really difficult to save all the troubled monks.
The Terran monks took the buried forest as the base camp and constantly received the monks from Zhangzhou and then transported them out. On the one hand, they have to evacuate mortals and monks, and on the other hand they have to enter the northernmost place to search for the wounded, and they are very busy.
Everyone knows that the northernmost land is bordered by Zhangzhou and is adjacent to the magic domain. However, only one magical domain is separated, and it is the eleventh sea.
The dazzling sun shines on the thirteen seas, sparkling, seemingly peaceful and quiet.
This thirteenth sea is the place where the demon is adjacent to the demon domain. The endless seawater hides countless fierce and brutal beasts, and the sea is blue and blue, and the breeze sways slightly until the circle of ripples slowly slides from the center of the sea to the edge.
This is very weak, only one point, it can not attract the attention of others.
When the dragonfly had already reached the junction of the thirteenth sea and the magic domain, the sound of the water rang softly, and the soft sand on the shore also embossed a very shallow mark. It was a footprint, and it fell silently. When we took the second step, there was no trace.
It’s like an invisible person who walked ashore from the sea. He walked across the beach step by step, walked through the magician guard who was meditating, went to the deep red soil of the demon domain, and finally he passed through the ground. The thin enchantment, like the water into the sea, did not cause a little attention.
In the magic field, no one even noticed the existence of this person!
When he officially entered the magic domain, he finally showed his true body.
The large, heavy black cloak covered his face, revealing only a smooth squat. His lips are extremely thin, and there is no blood, his body is covered by a cloak and cannot be snooped. He does not stop for anything. He just walks and walks deep into the magic field.
This person seems to be very slow, but his body is ghostly, his body is turned into a virtual shadow, and every time it appears, it is separated by hundreds of meters.
In the demon territory, the enchanting enchanting demon squats on the throne, and the white jade fingers gently rub their lips and look at the humanoid monsters lying on the ground. Yin Ji sounds hoarse and sexy, she giggled and asked, "Is it really going?"
The beast on the ground bowed his head and wanted to bury his head in the ground. He didn't dare to look at the Yinji on the throne, but there was a hint of hatred in his eyes. The voice said bitterly: "The deceased, the seaowner has gone."
Yin Ji asked: "How long will it take to bring back the two Terran kids?"
The Wicked Beast firmly said: "The seaowner has a saying that it takes a day from the first sea to the north of the land; from the north of the land to find the two humans, three days is enough; bring them back, only a moment. So come back again, for a total of five days."
In the north of the land of Fengshen, Luo Qingqing and Moqiu do not know that a top demon has crossed the thirteen seas and is about to enter the northern part of the country. After searching through the bottom of the hole, they flew up from the bottomless hole.
Luo gradually cleared the middle of the period, far from the middle of the golden age of the previous life, not to mention that he has not suffered such a serious injury, it is easy to come out of this hole.
After the two came out, Luo gradually cleared the gift of the younger generation of the Qing dynasty. He turned to look at Mo Qiu, only to see the latter wearing a bright red dress, kept finishing the clothes, seeing Luo gradually seeing himself, he looked up, did not sigh, asked: "Look at what? Do you I still want to go on another trip. Luo gradually clears up, don't tell me that you really want to go on a trip, and say that you have to leave the North China."
Luo gradually heard the words and said: "Let's go."
Without words, the two immediately set off.
Luo gradually remembered that "Zhu Xian San" has said that Li Xiuchen has obtained many treasures from the relics of the predecessors of Mo Qing.
That treasure is really innumerable. The book describes it like this: These magic weapons are divided into four layers. The bottom four layers have hundreds of magic weapons, dozens on the third floor, ten on the second floor, and only three on the top. However, these three magic weapons each exude a sturdy pressure, surrounded by halo, which makes people dare not to be underestimated.
Four layers of Fabaoshan? Luo gradually cleared and did not see.
The Moqing predecessors only gave themselves a narrative, and they also set limits on them, so that Luo gradually could not open. On the other hand, in the face of his own descendants, the Moqing predecessors actually did not say anything, nor did they give much to Mo Qiu.
Luo gradually cleared up and was puzzled, but he was confused, but he heard the sound of the lightness of the ink in the autumn: "Luo gradually cleared, what you gave me this time is not bad."
Luo gradually asked strangely: "What?"
Mo Qiu said: "Don't you really know, that idea...that is my ancestor, what is it for me?"
Luo gradually cleared the natural and did not know, but Mo Qiu gently snorted, and the old was saying: "It is his cultivation and understanding."
Luo gradually stunned.
Mo Qiu said: "He has touched the barrier of becoming immortal, so his cultivation and comprehension is also very important to me. I think it will help a lot. Even if you reported my life-saving grace. But you have to remember, you just reported this life-saving grace, I have saved you many times before, remember not!"
Luo gradually cleared: "..."
Luo gradually cleared the speed and flew overseas to Fengshen. There was quite an idea to open up Mo Qiu. Upon seeing it, Mo Qiu immediately speeded up and flew while angering: "You suddenly so fast, why not say it!"
Luo gradually cleared his mind and did not want to care for him: "..."
In this way, the two men took another day according to the direction directed by the former fairy and Luo Zhengxian, and finally left the Fengshen Sea area. When the two flew over a hill, an endless mountain range appeared in front of the two, leaving both of them stopped.
Luo gradually looked at this winding mountain and silently licked his lips.
This mountain is like a sleeping black dragon. The lowest mountain in the northwest corner is its low tail. The steep peak in the northeast corner is its high head. The peak of the northeast corner is the birthplace of the dry mountain range - the dry mountain.
Luo gradually cleared the scene when the dry mountain range collapsed. Everything is like yesterday, but the dry mountain at the moment is quiet and peaceful. It seems that there is no danger at all.
However... it is a dry mountain after all!
Luo gradually cleared his fingers tightly, and a pair of slender phoenixes gradually became red, and the body was completely stiff.
After watching it for a long time, Luo gradually cleared his body and said: "We must be a little further away from the dry mountain, and then we can go around a little, not close to it."
Mo Qiu had no opinions, and everything allowed Luo to gradually become the master, so the two men went even further, avoiding the dry mountains far away, and intending to pass through the bottomless caves and leave the northernmost land.
When I came to the bottomless cave, Luo gradually calmed down early in the morning, and was not as ruined as when he saw the dry mountain. Before he and Xuan Lingzi came to the bottomless cave, they were familiar with it, so they took the ink and quickly passed through it.
This time, their purpose is not to practice, but not to distract themselves, just to hurry. So along the way, Luo gradually cleared and Moqiu did not stop to rest, until one day, the thick suffocation of the night emerged, and the bottomless caves were filled into a yellow sand world, the two talents fell helplessly to the ground, intending Take a rest and hurry.
Luo gradually clears a thick tree, and looks at the night jewel of the ground shining with radiance.
In the relics of the predecessors of Mo Qing, Luo gradually heard a lot of things that he did not know. For example, he cultivated the "Jiu Lian Tian Tian Lu", and for example, the Mo Qing predecessors knew that a mountain would collapse, and gave him a Naduan, but he hoped that he would not open it in this life.
Everything, like a thick fog, made Luo gradually lost in it and could not get out.
Luo gradually clear that he has been so confused. What is the "Jiu Lian Tian Tian Lu"? Why is the dry mountain collapsed? What exactly is the thing in the Nayong? Finally... how can he save Master?
If you can't really save it, if the dry mountain collapses again, then Master, he...!
A soft voice screamed: "If you use a little more force, my beads will be broken, you have to pay for me."
Luo gradually sighed and said a little, suddenly rushed out of the anxious mood just now. At this time, he discovered that he did not know when his hand was pressed on the night pearl, and he had already branded a deep handprint.
Luo gradually cleared his head and looked at Mo Qiu. He saw the latter holding his chin and looking at himself. His eyes were reflected in his tiny peach eyes. Mo Qiu rarely used this kind of look to see himself. This made Luo gradually clear and uncomfortable. He moved his eyes subconsciously, but he listened to the other party and whispered: "Luo gradually clears, do you have anything to glare at me?"
In one sentence, Luo gradually cleared his mind.
Mo Qiu did not seem to want Luo to gradually answer, he said: "You guess, I have nothing to look at you?"
The mood has gradually calmed down, and Luo gradually cleared his hand from the night pearl, and hanged his throat, saying: "Yes."
Moqiu was slightly stiff and asked: "What is it?"
Luo gradually calmed down the voice: "You never told me why you cultivated so quickly." Just finished, Luo gradually cleared his eyes and said coldly, "Don't say that your talents are different, Even if it is a gift of talent, it should not be this speed."
Mo Qiu: "...I can be a gift of talent!"
Luo gradually cleared: "Then you continue to glare at me, I don't care very much anyway."
Mo Qiu: "..."
For a long time, Mo Qiu asked: "You really don't think, I have something to look at you? It's not the speed of cultivation."
Luo gradually thought for a long while and asked: "Would you like to have a plot for me?" said, Luo gradually went to the side and sat down, sweeping up and looking at Moqiu.
Mo Qiu: "..."
Mo Qiu: "Luo! Gradually! Clear! You said that there is something in your body that is worthy of my plot, you say!"
Looking at the appearance of Mo Qiu's anger, Luo gradually cleared the haze of his heart and finally completely dissipated. He couldn't help but sneer and said, "Okay, what are you doing today? Is there something that hides me, now I want to tell me? I don't care very much, everyone has their own. The secret, I believe that you will not harm me, so it doesn't matter if you don't tell me."
Mo Qiu snorted, his eyes staring at Luo gradually clear.
The two of them looked at each other for a while, and Luo gradually raised his eyebrows: "What?"
Mo Qiudao: "You really don't want to know?"
Luo gradually said: "If you want to tell me, then I will listen. If you don't want to say, I don't care."
Mo Qiu snorted: "Then I must tell you."
In the dark night, the yellow sand slowly flows in the air, and the world is smudged into a yellowish scene. The bottomless caves that enter the night, can't see the sky, can't see the mountain peaks, Luo gradually clears and Moqiu seems to be surrounded by an orange-yellow world. The place where the night pearl is not illuminated is a dead yellow.
Luo gradually cleared the air: "You must say, then I will listen... Ink Autumn!"
The sound suddenly rose, and Luo gradually cleared his eyes and looked at the scene with horror.
I saw a thin hand suddenly pounced out of the yellow world, and instantly caught the neck of Mo Qiu! Almost no one was able to fight back, and there was almost no reaction time. The hand was firmly locked in the neck of Mo Qiu, and he suddenly froze.
"Da da--"
It seems like the sound of the shoes on the yellow sand, and it sounds softly.
Luo gradually took out the frost floating sword early in the morning, holding it in a deadly manner, staring at the person who suddenly came out of the darkness of the yellow sand. And Mo Qiu is stiff and his lips are tight. His voice is filled with anger and shame. The palm of his hand flashes with blood red light, but just in the moment when the light just flashes, it is black. Power breakdown, blood flow out!
Ink Qiu snorted, because of the pain, the palm of the hand was trembled involuntarily.
Before this person appeared, Luo gradually cleared the other side, but when the person appeared, he felt that he was stared by a terrible beast. He didn't dare to move, and even instincts let him quickly turn around and escape, but looking at the Mo Qiu who was caught by the other side, Luo gradually cleared his teeth and asked: "This predecessor, who are you?"
Almost holding the last hope, Luo gradually cleared the sentence and asked for it.
However, this time, he did not get the other party's answer.
The cold and icy temperature passed through the neck, and Mo Qiu gathered a gorgeous eyebrow and silently glanced at the hand that was holding his neck. His gaze slid over the tiny wrist and finally landed on a dark red pattern on the back of the opponent's hand.
The red lips twitched lightly, and Mo Qiu’s mouth sneered a sneer. His eyes were calm and calm, and he said like irony:
You can let the first sea lord of the demon place come and go in person.