My messenger is a little fox

"Haha, you two saw Master Ling drinking heavily and couldn't bear to disturb you. Please forgive me." An old man in black was the first to break through the clouds and said loudly.

"Seeing that Master Ling is drinking happily, the gluttons in a certain family's stomach have also been aroused. Can you please treat me two to a drink?" After a while, a bald man in black also emerged from the clouds and descended towards the mountain below.

"Farmer's wax wine is very crude, and I only brought a bowl, not a cup." The leader of the Demon Cult remained motionless, and his whole body seemed to be integrated with the barren mountain.

"Master Ling, please don't misunderstand me. I just want a bowl of water and wine, and I have nothing else to ask for." The old man in black hovered in the void in front of the leader of the Demon Cult, showing an empty-handed look.

As he spoke, the bald man also landed and hovered next to the old man in black.

"please!"

The leader of the Demon Cult made an invitation gesture and took out two large, identical coarse porcelain bowls out of thin air and placed them on the table. And with these movements of his, the entire mountain peak became vivid again.

The bald man glanced at the old man in black, silently sat in front of the wooden table, reached out to grab a huge stone next to him, and carved out two exquisite stone piers with all his strength.

"What a trick!" The leader of the Demon Cult applauded, stroking his hands.

The bald man smiled and placed the stones beside the table, and then invited the old man in black to sit down.

The leader of the Demon Cult poured wine for the two of them and then said: "You two appear now, do you want to continue to save Li Mocheng's life?"

The old man in black picked up the big bowl and drank it all in one gulp. There was indeed a hint of sourness in the wine. It was really an ordinary farmhouse wine. He couldn't help but feel more curious about the master of the Demon Cult and said, "Your Excellency is the master of the Holy Cult. Why can such a noble person, whom no emperor in the world dares to neglect, drink such a crude thing?"

The bald man also drank the wine in the bowl after hearing the words. Hearing the words, he also looked at the leader of the Demon Cult curiously.

However, the leader of the Demon Cult said casually: "I have been out for too long and drank all the wine on me. I was anxious to come here today to watch the excitement, so I bought two jars from a farmer on the roadside." Then he laughed loudly and said: "After all, it is It’s just something for people to eat, but it doesn’t hurt to be used as a seasoning in a big drama.”

"It is said that the ultimate level of the emperor is Taoism and nature. I never thought that you have reached such a state!" The old man in black was surprised at first, and then tried it out. Even the bald man looked at the leader of the Demon Cult with more and more curiosity.

Unexpectedly, the leader of the Demon Cult laughed again, "It's just my nature, but you two haven't answered my question yet."

The old man in black couldn't figure out the depth of the leader of the Demon Cult. He took a deep look at the opponent and said: "Since the Lord of the Holy Cult has laid out the chess game, how dare we destroy it? I just hope that when you make a move, you can leave a glimmer of hope for others."

The leader of the Demon Cult laughed again: "I have no interest in the Jialuo Kingdom. Even Li Mocheng has left him a glimmer of hope. But don't touch my bottom line, otherwise I won't mind letting the Holy Cult have more opportunities." Foundation."

The bald man frowned slightly, but the old man in black smiled and said: "In this case, I will just be a chess spectator."

The leader of the Demon Cult nodded, pressed his palms on the table, and then a column of water gushes out from the wine jar. When it reaches mid-air, it divides into three streams and accurately enters the three people's wine bowls until the bowls are full. There is no leakage in the whole process.

"The drama over there is about to begin, let's wait and see..."

……

The scorching sun left the tip of the stone sword and continued to unswervingly repeat the path of the past.

"what--"

A hysterical roar made the square tremble, and some weak people had already collapsed to the ground. What's more, there was a puddle of water under their feet, and even a cloud floating in the sky was shaken to pieces.

Li Mocheng's eyes were red, and he pointed at Li Yu and the others with the real demon sword in his hand: "Originally, I didn't want to kill anyone, but what you did was really hateful. Today, I want to avenge my grandson!"

Li Yu was probably the only one in the entire square who understood Li Mocheng's words. The others probably thought that Li Mocheng did not want to be stained with blood on this auspicious day for the new emperor's coronation. In fact, he wanted to capture everyone alive as hostages to exchange for life with the leader of the Demon Cult. But now his grandson's Death made him abandon his scruples, he wanted revenge and killed people.

He was still negligent, and now everyone was in danger. Li Yu couldn't help but feel a trace of self-blame in his heart.

Li Mocheng slashed into the void with his sword. The next moment, the heads of Li Yu and others were dimmed, but there was a rain of swords formed by dense sword energy.

"I'm a good boy! This emperor level is extraordinary. With a single wave of his hand, he is even more perverted than Brother Li's ice pick in the sky!" Hou Jinyun looked at the dense rain of swords above his head like locusts crossing the border in shock and murmured subconsciously.

Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief, because he did not feel the killing intent in the rain of swords. This seemed to indicate that Li Mocheng could not use the sword at will, otherwise the opponent would definitely be shocked if he took action in anger.

Although the opponent's move was terrifying, the sword energy covered the sky like a plague of locusts, and could easily kill a group of spiritual masters in an instant, Li Yu and the others were far more powerful than ordinary spiritual masters, and they had the preparations from Nebula City or the Demon Cult. With his magic weapon, there is still no problem in dealing with this kind of offensive.

Li Yu secretly glanced at Luo Yutong, only to see that she did not use the White Tiger Aegis, but instead used the water stagnation technique she had used to deal with the group of enemies earlier.

Those sword rains were affected by the water stagnation technique, as if they had really entered the water, and their speed suddenly dropped a lot. Li Yu was about to form an ice shield above everyone's head, but he saw Wang Qi and Han Yan taking action almost at the same time. One offered a wooden rattan sign, and the other threw a large shield to protect everyone from the rain of swords.

Although the double-layer protection gave everyone a greater sense of security, it still felt a little strange, especially when looking at the momentum of the two people's competition, Li Yu frowned slightly.

Just as Li Yu was about to remind them, he heard Yang Ningning exclaim next to him, "Ah - look at Li Mocheng..."

Li Yu was shocked and turned around to look at the altar, but Li Mocheng was nowhere to be seen.

"No!" As soon as this thought appeared in Li Yu's mind, he felt a huge danger approaching him.

Li Yu couldn't care anymore and activated the Xuan Ming fake body without hesitation. Two figures appeared on the periphery of Jian Yu, and the fake body left on the spot had lost contact.

It turns out that the sword rain in the sky is just a cover for Li Mocheng, and his true body has used the cover of the sword rain to rush near the crowd.

He was more than twenty meters away from his original position, but Li Yu didn't dare to be careless at all. As soon as he showed his body shape, he separated from the other fake body and fled one on the left and the other on the right.

But just after taking a step, Li Yu's heart skipped a beat, which indicated that the other fake body had also been defeated, but his sense of crisis did not weaken at all.

Li Yu decisively rolled around, not caring about the nearby magma that had not yet cooled down (magma was the innate ability of the Lava Snake and was not derived from spiritual power, so it would not disappear).

But just when Li Yu arched his waist, he felt his whole body fly up, and a wave of spiritual power invaded his body from his back, almost shaking all the veins in his limbs, and a hateful voice came from his ears: "Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily. My grandson's will will be taken over by me, and I will make you taste all the despair in the world!"