Of course, the old demon Wangyang would not take it, but he would not let Mo Qiuzi mercy: "If you don't give me a reassurance, I will not easily drive my heart in front of you."

Mo Qiuzi pondered for a moment and said, "I will divide the golden pill into two, and I will give you half first as your reward for casting spells! When we join forces to take the secret from the golden pool platform and escape from this island, I will take the other half to trade the secret with you!"

This concession is already the biggest compromise.

The old demon Wangyang has no reason to refuse: "You throw half of the golden balls, as long as I verify the authenticity, I guarantee that the casting of the spell helps you, and I will never regret it!"

After saying that, he saw a golden light passing by the mud warrior formation and flying in front of him.

He reached out to take off the golden light, and his tentacles turned into brocade boxes. He opened the box and glanced at it, and couldn't help but feel excited. The appearance of the golden pill is really a golden pill. He has taken three golden pills in the past thirty years and is very familiar with this spiritual pill.

For a tragic cultivator like him who has been in the false pill period for a hundred years, his desire for making golden pills is greater than anything else. This is the spiritual pill known to impact the golden pills in the immortal world. Although he ended up failing to overcome the barriers for the first three times, he was not discouraged. He always held a belief in his heart, "As long as I take another pill, I will definitely succeed!"

But beliefs can sometimes become stubborn.

This is the case with the old demon Wangyang. He believes that making golden pills is a priceless treasure. Since Mo Qiuzi is willing to take them out, he will most likely have the intention to trade.

There is little possibility of a conspiracy.

The old demon Wangyang collected the brocade box and took out the secret: "Fellow Daoist can say that, when will we join forces?"

Mo Qiuzi remained silent: "It's now!"

I saw him pinching his fingers and throwing five red hearts on the top of his head, lined up like a rule: "Please drive your heart to stimulate the moon power in your heart, and try to sense the heart in the golden pool!"

The old demon Wangyang asked casually: "Is that simple?"

Before Ding Xing and Mo Qiuzi appeared, his plan was to use this strategy of "leveraging the force to fight the force".

Mo Qiuzi nodded: "If the 'Zuwei Gua' is not activated on the Jinchi platform, you only need to use your orifice to successfully pinch the heart. Now we must join forces! Fellow Daoist Wangyang remember? You only need to provide the moon power? Never try to compete with me for the ownership of the orifice in the center of the orifice, otherwise you will fail!"

The old demon Wangyang is rare to be honest: "I got half of your golden pill? Will it definitely help you succeed? Don't worry about casting spells, I promise not to touch the core of the pool!"

The key is whether he takes one or two? The effect is the same. Anyway, he will eventually exchange it for making golden pills with Mo Qiuzi? Why should he be greedy?

Just when the two of them secretly caught each other.

Ding Xing was about to operate the "Ziwei Gua"? As long as his hexagram was finished, the golden pool platform could be put into his pocket. Even though he saw Mo Qiuzi sacrificing a crescent moon, he did not interrupt it? Instead, he contracted the defense line and strengthened his own defense.

He couldn't guess the origin of the crescent moon and thought it was a new round of offensive by Mo Qiuzi, so he erected the Yuezhi Gate in front of him.

Who knew what happened next made Ding Xing dumbfounded and exclaimed incredible? It was weird.

I heard Mo Qiuzi, who was slightly excited, shouted loudly: "Seven Hearts, I can finally return to my position!"

After a word fell, a crescent moon suddenly condensed above his head, half a foot long? The light is so bright that it is as bright as the bright moon falling here in the sky.

In this moon shadow, seven heart orifices appeared, five of which were filled with red hearts, and the remaining two were temporarily empty.

The missing heart is nearby, with one mind in the hands of the old demon Wangyang, and the other mind is sealed in the golden pool platform.

As Mo Qiuzi pinched his fingers and cast the spell, Yueying began to burst out with surging suction.

Whoosh!

A red light suddenly jumped at the heart-shaped spring at the bottom of the golden pool, rushing straight into the moon shadow, turning into a red heart embedded in the empty hole.

At the same time, the orifice in the old demon Wangyang's hand was no longer controlled. As soon as it was covered by suction, it seemed to be teleported automatically, and it was instantly left.

The old demon Wangyang was actually wary of Mo Qiuzi's fraud. Before assisting in casting, he specially opened two layers of defensive apertures outside his body, but even so, he could not prevent the orifice from being picked away from the air.

At this time, all seven orifices returned to Mo Qiuzi's hands. His purpose had been achieved, and he did not stop at all. He shouted anxiously: "Mo'er!"

When the little mo demon heard the summoning, his body collapsed into a ball of ink fog. Suddenly, it reorganized and solidified on Mo Qiuzi's side. It could instantly escape the fog area of ​​the entire peak at several miles. This is its talent.

I saw it standing on Mo Qiuzi's shoulder, and with a strange cry, it turned into ink mist with Mo Qiuzi, and escaped from the top of the peak together.

After they escaped, the fog area disappeared without a trace.

The old demon Wangyang was so angry that he rushed out of the mud soldiers without saying a word. In order to stop Mo Qiuzi, he even used the only thunder escape talisman on his body at any cost.

Click!

Ding Xing was shocked by the thunder and came to his senses. He quickly looked out of the peak and saw that the old demon Wangyang had escaped four or five miles away. He rushed to chase Mo Qiuzi angrily, but unfortunately he was still one step too late.

Although the position was blocked by the demon cultivators and a whale roar gong that specifically restrained teleportation was suspended, Mo Qiuzi threw out a treasure-falling ink weapon and took away the whale roar gong. After a moment of pause, he led the little mo demon out of the demon cultivator's encirclement.

Before leaving, Xiao Mo Yao let out a few mouthfuls of ink fog. When the old demon Wangyang caught up, the fog was just overwhelming. It happened to be blocking the old demon Wangyang's vision. When he rushed out of the fog, Mo Qiuzi had already escaped without a trace.

The old demon gritted his teeth in anger, turned his head suddenly, stared at the more than 20 demon cultivators wandering nearby, and asked murderously: "What do you want to do? Join forces to deal with me?"

"No, no!" The demon cultivators waved their hands together, and with a swish, they retreated for more than ten miles: "We are wandering around, Fellow Daoyang, please give me a gift!"

"Hmph!" The old demon Wangyang shook his cuffs and left with a swagger.

No one had the courage to intercept him.

After he left, the demon cultivators shouted hysterically: "Which fellow Taoist said earlier that he wanted to swallow the old demon Wangyang alive? You're going to do it!"

Just talk about it, I took it seriously.

At this time, someone smoothed out and said, "Fellow Taoists, please see, the Jinchi platform was not stolen by the old demon Wangyang. Let's continue to attend the banquet. The fellow Daoist Di and fellow Daoist of the Xiangkong Castle have returned to the top of the peak first, so let's not waste time."

Earlier, the little demons raged to the top of the peak. The group of demon cultivators decided to divide the troops into four groups. Mo Qiuzi and the old demon Wangyang all left from the south of the peak. Di Ling and the Ice Moth Fairy guarded the north. When they saw the ink fog at the top of the peak faded, they rushed back in a swarm.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they approached the courtyard, they saw the huge golden pool platform suddenly shrinking into a tiny shape, turning into a palm-sized gold brick, flying around the air, and falling into Ding Xing's hand.

The Ice Moth Fairy relied on the large number of people and scolded: "You don't know how to steal the Golden Chi Platform in front of so many fellow practitioners. Do you dislike your longevity?"

After saying that, he threw out the umbrella in his hand and hung it over the courtyard to prevent Ding Xing from escaping instantly.
Chapter completed!