Asking about longevity

The fireball technique exploded, the situation changed, and both sides temporarily stopped fighting. ░░x░.░c░o░m░

The hidden monk was slightly startled, then became furious.

Some unbearable and humiliating memories surfaced.

Another fucking fireball!

The hidden monk moved slightly, retreated to a distance, looked around, and said angrily: "Who is using the fireball technique?"

There was silence.

The leading one-eyed sin cultivator scolded: "Diao Laosan, don't worry about the others, kill the one named Ji first!"

Mo Hua, who was hiding in the dark, narrowed his eyes slightly.

This monk, who was dressed in black, was thin, had sinister eyes and was good at hiding, turned out to be Diao Laosan.

He silently remembered the name.

Diao Laosan looked around, and then let go of his spiritual consciousness to scan, but there was still no one in sight, and his heart sank.

The feeling of being plotted against someone and not knowing who was plotting against her came to mind again.

The one-eyed sin cultivator frowned, "It's just a fireball technique. Are you afraid of this?"

The one-eyed sin cultivator's cultivation is deeper than that of the general ninth level of Qi refining, but Ji Qingbai has been promoted to the ninth level of Qi refining for many years, and his cultivation is on par with him, which is why the stalemate has lasted for so long.

Originally, Sin Cultivator wanted to use the hidden monk's sneak attack to kill Ji Qingbai and the others earlier, so that they could retreat calmly.

Now it seems that Ji Qingbai and the others can no longer hold on.

Unexpectedly, Diao Laosan was timid because of a fireball technique.

Diao Laosan didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit it, so he could only say displeasedly:

"The person who uses the fireball technique can see through my concealment technique. I fell into his hands last time."

The one-eyed sin cultivator sneered, "Didn't you say that no one can see through your concealment technique below the foundation level?"

Diao Laosan's skinny old face turned red.

Seeing this, the one-eyed sin cultivator no longer hesitated and asked: "Are you sure the monk who used this fireball technique is the one who saw through your concealment technique last time?"

Diao Laosan thought for a moment and suddenly felt a little unsure.

That familiar feeling is exactly the same.

It was as if there was a spiritual consciousness stuck to his body like a tarsal maggot, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

This convinced Diao Laosan that the person who used the fireball technique was still the same person from before.

But the power of this fireball technique is much stronger.

Before, it was only in the middle stage of Qi refining, but now it has the power of spells in the late stage of Qi refining, although it is only at the seventh or eighth level at most.

Could it be that this person's realm has improved, so the power of the fireball technique has also increased.

But if this is the case, this monk is only at the seventh or eighth level of Qi refining. How can the consciousness of this level see through his own concealment technique?

Diao Laosan hesitated.

Seeing his appearance, the one-eyed sin cultivator couldn't help but cursed:

"Don't be so hesitant. You can do whatever you want. Leave that monk to me."

Diao Laosan's eyes darkened, and then he disappeared. Several other sin cultivators also attacked Ji Qingbai and the other two demon hunters at the same time, forcing them to reveal their flaws.

Diao Laosan also found a flaw and cut the throat of one of the demon hunters with his dagger.

But he was careful and wary of the fireball technique.

Sure enough, the fireball technique flew over again.

Diao Laosan hurriedly retreated and left, but the fireball technique also failed.

He had been paying attention to the one-eyed sin cultivator around him, but his eyes suddenly shone brightly.

He turned around and headed straight for the direction of the fireball technique, where Mo Hua was hiding.

"Those who hide their heads and show their tails, get out of here!"

The one-eyed sin cultivator shouted, dodged a few times, and arrived behind a big tree, where he also discovered the ink painting hidden behind the tree. ൠ

Small in stature, with a childish face and clear eyes, she even smiled at him.

"Is he a kid?"

The one-eyed sin cultivator was stunned for a moment, but without stopping, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed Mo Hua's neck.

Mo Hua used the Water Step and calmly dodged from Sin Xiu's hand.

The one-eyed sin cultivator screamed in surprise and continued to reach out to grab it.

Mo Hua turned over and hid, then with spiritual power attached to his feet, he stood vertically on the tree trunk and walked lightly towards the tree.

The one-eyed criminal cultivator drew his knife and slashed directly at Mo Hua.

However, after several cuts, the swords were very fast, but Mo Hua was always able to dodge without a moment's notice.

The one-eyed sin cultivator always thought that he would be able to hit the target with his next sword, but every time he almost missed it.

After going around like this for a few rounds, he understood it instantly.

New 𝗑.𝖼𝗈𝗆

"This kid is playing tricks on me! He's stalling for time!"

"damn it!"

The one-eyed sin cultivator was furious, but he had nothing to do because he found that this kid's body skills were infinitely better than his own.

He couldn't even touch the hem of this brat's clothes.

At such a young age, he was really crazy.

The one-eyed sin cultivator spat and could only turn around and go to find Ji Qingbai, shouting: "Kill the one named Ji first!"

By killing the Ji family father and son, they can get the spiritual stone from the Kong family.

Spiritual stones are the most important.

As for these demon hunters and this brat, it won’t be too late to settle accounts with them later!

But he wanted to run, but Mo Hua didn't agree. He used his backhand with a fireball technique and hit the one-eyed criminal cultivator directly on the back.

Although it is not fatal, it is very painful, and the meridians are burned by the fire, causing considerable damage.

The one-eyed sin cultivator was furious and ran towards the ink painting again, but he couldn't catch the ink painting.

When he wanted to run away, Mo Hua threw a fireball at him again.

Mo Hua's fireball technique was fast and accurate. He couldn't avoid it and had no choice but to follow it.

After doing this three times, his clothes were almost burned.

The one-eyed sin cultivator is extremely frustrated. He can't catch up but can't run away.

Finally, Diao Laosan and two other sin cultivators came to support, and Mo Hua stopped.

But this way Ji Qingbai and the other two people also have a chance to breathe.

The scene suddenly came to a standstill again.

Mo Hua wanted to delay the situation, so it was best to keep the situation at a stalemate.

Sin Xiu wants to kill people, but if they delay it any longer and the support of the demon hunter arrives, they won't be able to kill anyone.

But Mo Hua stepped in to help contain them. With four versus four, in a short period of time, there was no way to tell the winner.

Especially Diao Laosan, whose own physical and Taoist skills are very average. In a head-on fight, he is no match for the demon hunter.

He can only rely on concealment to catch him by surprise and attack him unprepared.

Now that his concealment skills have been discovered by Mo Hua, he is almost useless.

All the monks present looked at the ink painting.

The criminal cultivators had angry eyes, and Ji Qingbai's eyes were a bit incredulous.

He never expected that Mo Hua, who was only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, could single-handedly contain the one-eyed sin cultivator with profound cultivation.

Moreover, he was able to detect the traces of the monk who was good at hiding and looked like a ghost.

There is also the fireball technique, which is also used very skillfully.

It’s true that a tiger’s father has no dog’s son. Although his abilities are different from Mo Shan’s and he doesn’t follow the path of body training, he is still quite impressive.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the one-eyed sin cultivator looked at Ji Qingbai with a strange yin and yang expression and said:

"This kid is probably not your son. Oh, by the way, your son is dead. His body has been dumped somewhere and is being eaten by wild wolves."

When Ji Qingbai heard this, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, his face turned pale, his fingers couldn't help but tremble, and he could hardly hold the knife.

Mo Hua then said to Ji Qingbai:

"Brother Ji is not dead."

Ji Qingbai suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red, and he said with hope: "Seriously?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded seriously.

Mo Hua's eyes were very sincere.

Ji Qingbai suddenly became energetic, and endless strength seemed to surge from his body, and he clenched the knife in his hand again.

The one-eyed sin cultivator sneered and said:

"Impossible, that boy named Ji will definitely die!"

Mo Hua glanced at him, "How do you know?"

The one-eyed sin cultivator said coldly: "Zhao Hu chased him, how could he survive? It would be good if he didn't get dismembered."

"Is Zhao Hu the big guy?"

The one-eyed sin cultivator's remaining eye was slightly focused, "Have you seen him?"

Mo Hua nodded.

The one-eyed sin cultivator sneered: "Impossible! If you had seen him, you would definitely die!"

Mo Hua said: "Anyway, I'm not dead. It's hard to say whether he is dead or not."

The one-eyed sin cultivator snorted coldly, "You brat, don't talk nonsense!"

Mo Hua smiled, took out the half-burnt storage bag, waved it in front of him, but said nothing.

The one-eyed sin cultivator's pupils shrank.

That storage bag belongs to Zhao Hu!