C296 (1/2)

The three elders, who are also the eighth level of Yuanying realm, are naturally familiar with Mo Qiu's spiritual power.

He may mistake the spiritual power of others, but it is absolutely impossible for him to recognize the spiritual power of Mo Qiu.

Moreover, just before he left, he also clearly felt that Mo Qiu deliberately pressed himself in the elixir field when he was introverted, and his dereliction of duty could break out suddenly later. This is in order to be able to get the broken soul poisonous grass at one stroke.

Just, let him some did not expect is, this boy unexpectedly is to fight with the monster beast.

Cheng Fei smiles. Naturally, he can understand what the three elders are worried about. However, the most important thing now is mo Qiu's fight against the demon beast whose strength exceeds the eighth level of Yuanying realm.

Light is from the spiritual power can be judged, the strength of the monster is how strong.

As soon as the old man's face was cold, he took a deep breath for a moment, and then he hurriedly said, ”disciple, I think we should speed up a little more. This boy can reach this state. It seems that the strength of that monster must be very strong.

He is able to release all his spiritual power, and he is also determined to die together. He is bound to get the poisonous grass that breaks the soul. ”

Cheng Fei smiles and shakes his head.

”Master, don't worry. There must be other sects lurking near the broken soul poisonous grass. He can produce spiritual power. The people of these sects also see it. I think it's not so simple that he wants to get the broken soul poisonous grass.”

On hearing this, the three elders nodded.

Cheng Fei's words have some truth. Although few people can have such strength, the most important thing is that no matter how powerful the lion is, it can't beat a pack of wolves.

”Let's go!”

The three elders are in a hurry.

Cheng Fei nods. He keeps pace with the three elders and quickly plunges into the grass.

He knew that namoqiu's strength was the eighth level of yuanyingjing, and the strength was bound to be strong.

If we can force such a strong man, the power that erupts can absolutely shake the four sides. Even those clansmen who are lurking in the grass will surely be able to detect his terror.

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Mo Qiu took a deep breath. He gazed at the monster that slowly walked back to the poisonous grass of broken soul. His eyebrows were tightly wrinkled. The blood and blood in his body caused by the fierce injury was pounding his flesh and blood violently, which made him feel a little difficult to ease for a moment.

What makes him a little shocked is that if it was not for the great spiritual power that he had lost before, and if it was not because the strength of the monster was too terrible, he would not have been reduced to this point, let alone lose his life energy.

Although several young disciples helped Mo Qiu, they could feel the shock in Mo Qiu's heart.

He knew how much the monster had shocked Mo Qiu, and he also knew that it had created an indelible shadow in their hearts.

Several families lurking in the grass, but also for their own did not rashly hand and feel lucky.

The power of Mo Qiu's fist shocked them at least to understand that the monster's strength was at least above the eighth level of yuanyingjing.

This makes them feel a little strange at the same time, but also worried about themselves.

Finally, several men in the Qingxu gate could not hold back any more. He quickly stepped forward and looked behind him to cover his chest. He forced Mo Qiu, who was in pain in his body, frowned slightly, and then gathered his spiritual strength to protect his body.

”Boy, are you ok?”

Hong Qianqiu doubts.