Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Hearing Mo Yuan's words, Duan Lang almost couldn't control the prehistoric power in his body, and struck with his sword.

He clenched Xingling sword fiercely, "Junior brother, is this going too far?"

Although the posture was quite vicious, there was an imperceptible trace of grievance and dissatisfaction hidden in his tone.

Mo Yuan felt that he must have been overwhelmed by the devil to suddenly soften his heart. He raised his cold eyes, pulled Duan Lang's arm, stroked the wound with his palm, and then sneered: "The majestic Canglan Immortal Sect Senior brother, he was actually injured by a low-level monster, and if he said it, he would laugh everyone's teeth out."

Duan Lang saw that the bone-deep wound immediately returned to its original state, and he didn't care about Mo Yuan's attitude. He snorted and said, "Didn't Junior Brother forget? If it wasn't for your help, how could I have suffered such an injury?"

Anyway, thousands of mistakes are all the fault of this murderer. If it weren't for him, would his majestic actor with 8000 million fans be reduced to this point?

Mo Yuan threw off Duan Lang's arm, as if he was a virus, his cold eyes looked extraordinarily gloomy.

Duan Lang became timid in a second, and quickly changed the subject, "Junior brother, I think the sky is getting dark, how about finding a place to rest first?"

Mo Yuan remained silent with a sullen face.

Duan Lang's heart was so big that he couldn't take it anymore. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a low-level monster popping up. Without thinking about it, he yelled, don't run, and rushed up with his sword.

No matter how you look at your back, you are a little embarrassed.

Mo Yuan snorted lightly, rubbed his blood-stained fingers, and ran after him.

The sky gradually darkened, and the bottom of the abyss, which was originally poorly lit, became even darker.

Duan Lang had already killed monsters for a long time, not only his hands and neck were a little sore, but also the Lingtai began to ache.

He lowered his head and looked inside the Lingtai. It turned out that the purple cloud-colored golden platform was once again stained with black air, making it very uncomfortable to look at.

Looking at Mo Yuan again, he still looked like he didn't intend to rest, so he had to ask again: "Do you know if there is any place to rest near here?"

Seeing the tired look on Duan Lang's face, Mo Yuan knew that he had reached his limit, raised his eyelids, and said coldly: "I don't know where to rest, but I know where there are more monsters."

Duan Lang: "..."

He is very suspicious now that this guy has pain points all over his body, the kind that can be poked at just by saying a word.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, he rolled his eyes vigorously, but didn't answer.

How does this make him pick up?It would be really embarrassing for the younger brother if he answered the sentence. This guy doesn't know how many words to hate him have been stuffed in his stomach.

He said he didn't know, but Mo Yuan knew very well that there was a hidden cave not far away, which he could use to rest.He glanced coldly at Duan Lang, who was silent with downcast eyes, and walked forward, "Come with me."

Duan Lang felt relieved, knowing that Mo Yuan had agreed to rest, so he quickly chased after him.

Although I don't know why the dog suddenly became so kind, but as long as he can rest, he won't bother to care about it.

You must know that the bottom of the night is not calm, and greedy monsters hide in the dark and wander around, waiting for opportunities to find delicious prey.

A monk with a pure body like him, to the monsters, is just like a cat likes fish, he is their favorite.As long as he finds an opportunity, he will definitely pounce on him and tear him to pieces.

Mo Yuan led Duan Lang for nearly half an hour, stopped at a place where vines were overgrown, then pointed to a place, and ordered Duan Lang coldly: "Get out."

Duan Lang looked along where his finger was, and saw black vines growing densely there, like spider webs, with barbs hanging from them.

It looks like an ordinary bush of vines, not for resting at all.

He glanced at Mo Yuan with a cold face, swallowed what he wanted to say, moved his fingertips, and threw a fireball towards him.

The original master's cultivation base is good, and his spells are also good, such spells as this kind of fire-igniting formula are not a problem at all.

It was too late for Mo Yuan to stop him, and he was so angry that the veins on his forehead twitched.

The fireball thrown by Duan Lang not only did not ignite, but disappeared instantly as if it had been eaten.Immediately afterwards, those tangled barbed vines seemed to be activated, and rushed towards them with claws and teeth.

The crazy posture startled Xiao Hei who was wrapped around Duan Lang's neck, straightened up suddenly, and started hissing wildly.

Duan Lang was taken aback, and quickly hid.

But the vine seemed to be alive, no matter where he hid, he could chase after it.What's even more frightening is that its branches can be extended infinitely like some buff has been added.

Duan Lang was almost rolled up several times, and his clothes were scraped to pieces by the barbs. He was almost forced to cry, and asked Mo Yuan anxiously, "Junior brother, what the hell is this? Think of a way."

Mo Yuan was stronger than Duan Lang, the vines seemed to be afraid of the aura emanating from him, and they didn't dare to touch him, they just surrounded him with thorny vines.

But even so, it was very difficult for him to deal with it. When he heard Duan Lang call him, he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Has the brother's brain been eaten by a monster? Don't you know that barbed vine is the most taboo spell?"

The barbed vine is a unique plant in the demon world, and it is very uncommon in the cultivation world.Aside from the barbs on the vine, which look thorny, most of the time it is harmless.But this thing eats spells, as long as it encounters a spell, it will immediately turn into a monster that devours people, as if it was clicked, and even he dare not provoke it.

Duan Lang slashed with his sword exhaustedly, and said without tears: "Who would I know about this crap, you should think of a way."

Mo Yuan was so angry that he wished to kill Duan Lang, a retarded idiot, with a magic spell. With a flick of his fingertip, he threw the flying magic weapon into the air, and said coldly, "Go up."

Without even thinking about it, Duan Lang threw out a middle-level lightning talisman from the storage bag, blocked the barbed vine's attack, and jumped onto Mo Lian.

Mo Yuan saw his actions clearly, and was so angry that he almost couldn't hold back. A devil's energy pierced Duan Lang's heart, and he said angrily, "I told you it's the most taboo spell, why are you throwing Thunder Talisman?"

Duan Lang looked down guiltily, and saw that after the thunder talisman exploded, not only did it not hurt the barbed vine, but it increased its attack power, and the branches stretched out into the air.

"I... I forgot..."

Mo Yuan scolded the idiot fiercely, held the long sword in his hand, and after cutting off all the barbed vines around it, he also flew on the flying magic weapon.

Duan Lang hurriedly said, "Let's go."

At this time, the barbed vine rose higher and higher as if taking hormones, and it had reached under the flying magic weapon, and it was about to surround them all around.

With a thought in his mind, Mo Yuan was about to command the flying magic weapon to take off into the sky, when suddenly a vine stretched out diagonally, wrapped around his arm, and was about to drag him down.

Duan Lang was next to him, seeing this, he felt very anxious, took his sword and slashed at the vine without even thinking about it, just after cutting, a sharp pain came from the spiritual platform, he staggered involuntarily, and then fell to the ground. He felt a strong force coming from his arm, pulling him down.

During the rapid fall, he faintly saw a sharp change in Mo Yuan's face.