There is an old small courtyard in front, about two to three hundred square meters, with an old atmosphere, as if no one has lived there for a long time.

But the sound came from the small courtyard, so it couldn't be wrong.

"Master, let me go inside to investigate first." Sword Spirit suddenly said.

Mo Huasong nodded slightly, it was okay for Sword Spirit to go in and investigate.

"Whoosh." A ray of white light shot out inside, and within a few breaths, the sword spirit flew back.

"Master, there is no one inside." The sword spirit entered Mo Huasong's body.

Sword Spirit just killed a lot of enemies and consumed some energy, so he needs to come back and rest.

It doesn't know what danger it will encounter for a while, so it can't let anything happen to its owner.

There are no strong people here in the Mukong Sect, but there is something weird about them.

Mo Huasong received the prompt from the sword spirit and immediately walked into the small courtyard.

The yard is all yellow and there are no green plants, which makes people feel strange.

"Old immortal, where are you?" Mo Huasong deliberately shouted provocatively: "Do you think you can escape by being a coward?"

There was no sound at this time. The old master had been making sounds just now to lure Mo Huasong into this small courtyard.

But after Mo Huasong came in, he never made a sound.

"Master, maybe he is not here anymore." Sword Spirit reminded.

Mo Huasong's heart moved, and he slashed forward with the little black knife in his hand.

"Bang."

The pillar on the right fell down, and then the house collapsed with it.

Humph, you want to trick me into getting inside? It's not that easy. As long as I knock down the house, any mechanism or formation will be destroyed. Mo Huasong thought to himself.

But at this moment, the ground suddenly moved.

"No, there's something wrong with the ground." Mo Huasong shouted, and just as he was about to fly outside, a hole suddenly opened in the ground, and Mo Huasong, who was standing on the ground, fell down.

When Mo Huasong wanted to fly up, he found that the top had been closed, and then streaks of cold light shot towards him.

"Swish, swish, swish." Those were hidden weapons, at least dozens of them, all fired towards Mo Huasong.

"Hahaha, little bastard, you're dead." The old master's voice came out again.

This time, Mo Huasong discovered that the sound was produced through special processing through a loudspeaker.

Because this kind of loudspeaker is of good quality, you can only tell it is fake at a close distance.

Mo Huasong sneered, and the true energy in his body exploded. At the same time, the black ghost fire emerged, covering Mo Huasong like a layer of black gauze.

The black ghost fire seems to be stronger now. It has been separated from the sword spirit and can act alone.

When those hidden weapons hit Mo Huasong and just touched the black ghost fire, they disappeared like water into the sea.

This black ghost fire is actually pretty good and can serve as a shield for him.

It's just that if you try to turn it into a protective shield and cover his entire body, it's still much weaker.

But it's enough to deal with those hidden weapons.

After burning the hidden weapon, Mo Huasong fell gently to the ground.

This pit is not very deep, about ten meters long, but it is very wide, about ten meters in diameter. No wonder Mo Huasong fell down as soon as he entered the yard.

It is estimated that this small courtyard is used by experienced experts to frame opponents, deliberately attracting people in, and then shutting down the engine to make the opponent fall.

As for those hidden weapons just now, if Mo Huasong hadn't relied on them, he would have been shot by the hidden weapons.

The hidden weapon on the ground glowed blue, probably quenched with poison.

"Hey, little bastard, are you dead? Why didn't I hear your scream?" the old master asked strangely.

You must know that there were so many hidden weapon volleys just now. If Mo Huasong was shot, he would definitely scream something.

But the strange thing is that no sound was made at all, as if Mo Huasong hadn't fallen just now.

Mo Huasong looked at the distance from the bottom of the pit to the ground, disapproved, and sneered: "You old man, how can I die? It seems that your tricks have been used up, and it's time for me to destroy you."

This old master of the Mukong sect must be hiding in a certain building. As long as he destroys all the buildings, the other party will not be able to hide.

"Impossible, how could you be fine?" the old master screamed. "I asked someone to design it. Those hidden weapons can shoot from all directions. No matter where you hide, you will be shot."

Mo Huasong laughed and said: "How can those hidden weapons of yours hurt me? Now it's time for you to die."

"Little bastard, I didn't expect you to have any ability, so I have to resort to the last resort. I want to die together with you." The old master screamed hysterically.

"The last move? Die with me?" Mo Huasong's face became cautious.

It's not that he is afraid of old masters, but who knows if a person who has lived for such a long time may have any trump cards?

Like last time, the Star Gate elder brought out a black ghost. If Mo Huasong hadn't been lucky, he might have been doomed.

"Master, get out of here quickly." Sword Spirit shouted.

It was only a dozen meters away, and Mo Huasong had a small black knife in his hand and a black ghost fire to help him. Even if it was an iron wall, he could break through it and fly to it.

Mo Huasong nodded secretly, he couldn't stay here to avoid causing another trouble.

Just when Mo Huasong was about to rush up, the vicious voice of the old master rang out again. "Little bastard, no matter how powerful you are, you will be burned to death by the Flame Star Fire."

Mo Huasong was already flying, but after hearing the old master's words, he immediately slowly returned to the ground.

"You mean Yan Xinghuo?" Mo Huasong's face showed excitement that could not be concealed.

Yanxinghuo is a type of earth fire. Although it is not very evil, it is rare to appear on an interface like the earth.

"Yeah, are you scared? Hahaha." The old master didn't see the ecstasy on Mo Huasong's face, thinking that he was so scared that his voice changed.

"If it weren't for this Flame Star Fire, my lifespan would have come to an end early." The old master smiled proudly. "Anyway, I don't have a few years left to live. Using this Flame Star Fire to kill you today is also a revenge for Mukong.

This way, our children of the Mukong sect can live on, and decades later, the Mukong sect will achieve greater glory."

Mo Huasong nodded desperately: "Yes, I am very scared. But you don't need to scare me, you can't have Yan Xinghuo. I will leave here now, I will go out and kill you."

Hahaha, God is really helping me.

I was about to find the earth fire to refine the black ghost fire in my body, but I didn't expect that when I came to Mukong Pai for revenge, I would encounter this kind of earth fire that is rare in a century. I was so lucky.

Now Mo Huasong was afraid that the old master would not release the Flame Star Fire, so he deliberately provoked him.

It's strange, why didn't he sense the existence of ground fire when he came to the small yard just now?

It seems that the old master used some kind of restraint method to control Yan Xinghuo.

If the old master wanted to release Yan Xinghuo now, he would not have the strength to take it back.

Once the Yan Xinghuo comes out, if no one controls it, not only this small courtyard, but also the Mukong Sect may be burned down.
Chapter completed!