Chapter 242

Even his life was in danger. Lord Wu now wondered whether it was a wise decision to take over the task.

But there was no way back. He looked at Mo Qianqiu. The other party won the fight, but he didn't continue to chase himself.

Judging from his flushed complexion and unstable breathing, he should be breathing and adjusting his breath.

Is it difficult that the sudden power just now is not Mo Qianqiu's own strength?

Also, there are so many rare treasures in the medicine valley. It is inevitable to have several cards.

Lord Wu guessed that the fact was not much different, but this power came not from rare treasures, but from Mo Qianqiu's good friend Li Yang.

This is the power gained at the cost of life!

Mo Qianqiu stabilized his breath, his eyes coagulated, and suddenly increased his speed to the extreme. Unexpectedly, he rose up in the wind!

After all, with half a step to break the true realm and Li Yang's aura, Mo Qianqiu can now resist the sky for a short time!

Lord Wu's face was strangely ugly. How could he escape the flight speed no matter how fast he was on the land?

His head was burning, and his figure changed suddenly. Only then could he escape Mo Qianqiu's palm!

However, half of the arm was scraped and drooped.

Lord Wu's face was ugly again. Before, he was elated and felt that everything was in his plan. Even if Mo Qianqiu escaped from the trapped dragon array, he was still in control.

But the reality slapped him. He was in a trance. He wanted to survive in his childhood. He was in the same situation as now!

He was extremely ashamed and annoyed, but the Lord of Wu Temple still endured this tone and ran away!

"As soon as the old ancestor made a move, it was really extraordinary!"

Mo Wuwu's eyes are shining. Most of his six cultivation achievements in condensing Dan realm are accumulated by Dan medicine, which is likely to end in this realm all his life.

So he became more and more respectful of Mo Qianqiu. Now he saw that his ancestors ran over the Lord of the Wu hall, and a sense of pride rose in his heart.

This is the inside story of Medicine Valley!

Other patriarchs who were unwilling to surrender did not have so much emotion, and they also breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, it's not so easy to die bravely. The price is your own life. No one can be indifferent.

The disciples at the bottom are more direct, smiling one by one for the rest of their lives. The disciples of Medicine Valley are proud to introduce themselves to the disciples of other forces. This is their ancestor of Medicine Valley!

With a sigh of relief, ye Xu used Qianjie library.

Although he can't see all the information about the inspected person, he can also see some.

Imagining the appearance of the Lord of Wu hall in his heart, ye Xu waited for half a minute, and black words appeared in his mind.

Wu Qi, the thirty first lord of the soul hall, has nine peaks of cultivation and condensed Dan territory.

Wu soul, none.

Skill, unknown.

Martial arts, unknown.

Weakness, mental strength.

……

Ye Xu frowned.

Wu soul, none?

What's the meaning of this?

There are also people in Xingyue mainland who can't awaken the soul of martial arts, but that kind of people can't cultivate martial arts at all, let alone raise the realm to the top of the nine levels of the condensed pill realm

Peak.

If Qianjie library does not know what Wu Qi's soul is, it should also show the unknown, or not show it directly, rather than perfunctorily show the word "None".

This is really strange.

They say that the soul hall is strange. It's true.

"Weakness is mental strength?"

Seeing the back one, ye Xu was speechless. He had directly felt the oppression of Wu Qi's spiritual power. The feeling of acupuncture all over his body is still fresh in his memory.

The strength of this spiritual power is weakness, so there is no weakness!

There is no solution for the time being. Ye Xu probes Mo Qian with the library.

It may be because the friendly camp has more information to explore than Wu Qi.

In addition to the well-known things, ye Xu was surprised to find Mo Qianqiu's state.

Mo Qianqiu seems like the coming of God, but the strong breath is declining. The information from the library also shows that he is slowly weakening!

In the final analysis, the power is not his own, just like unsustainable energy, use a little less.

Ye Xu didn't know this situation, but knew that Mo Qianqiu continued to weaken, which made him a little worried.

After all, there are still four masked people present. Although there is resistance from others, Mo Qianqiu will be in a very bad situation once he is exhausted.

Mo Qianqiu, who was fighting ahead, obviously thought of this situation.

He looked at Wu Qi, who was in hiding with the help of a magic weapon.

Suddenly turned around, Mo Qianqiu flashed to the four masked people. With a pinch of his big palm, he gathered them all in the palm of his hand.

"Creak! Creak!"

The creepy sound of broken bones sounded, and four masked people shouted miserably. Their flesh and blood were forcibly squeezed together, which made everyone get pimples.

Soon the scream stopped. The four masked people who used to be majestic have now become four pieces of minced meat, and the rotten ones can wrap wonton.

Wu Qi took advantage of Mo Qianqiu's time to clean up his men and hid.

A treasure on him is called Shadow bead, which can eliminate his own breath. Mo Qianqiu needs some time to kill him.

It's not easy to find Wu Qi in the endless mountains, but Mo Qianqiu doesn't regret it.

For him, revenge for his friends and even his own life are secondary. His purpose is to continue the inheritance of Medicine Valley.

However, it will take some time to hunt down Wu Qi who harbors the treasure. During this time, if the masked man starts to fight the medicine Valley disciples, the consequences will be unimaginable.

So he would rather let Mo Qianqiu go temporarily than kill the mask man who poses the greatest threat to the medicine Valley!

The breath on his body has calmed down, and Li Yang's strength has disappeared.

But it doesn't matter. Wu Qi is now a lost dog and has no power to fight again.

The overall situation is settled.

Mo Qianqiu saw the killing in his eyes. His huge palm bombarded the rocks crazily. He only heard the "bang bang bang" roaring several times. Like an earthquake, the mountains moved and rocks shook, and countless sand and stones rolled down the cliff.

Wu Qi didn't expect Mo Qianqiu to be so crazy. He had to get out of the hidden cave and was covered with yellow mud. He ran away in a panic.

"Die!"

Mo Qianqiu's killing machine was as solid as the essence. When he stepped on the soles of his feet, he swept towards Wu Qi like thunder!

At the same time, Mo Qianqiu condenses two huge palms behind him. The next second, he will float behind Wu Qi, and the big palm will fall!

"Who dares to kill the people of my soul hall!"

Suddenly, there was a sound from a hundred meters away, followed by countless black birds flying intensively. The chirping of birds made people dizzy. The timid looked at the horizon and was stunned by the dark birds!

Mo Qianqiu felt a shivering killing. He resolutely retreated. The next second, he saw that the place where he stood had become a deep pit!