The dragon crossing the river sneered and snorted: "Water spell, you want to trap me?"

He shrunk and escaped from the water prison like flowing water.

But after delaying this for a moment, Cheng Mo and others realized something was wrong. They turned the fishing net over with force and used it as a rope, twisting it around the neck of the dragon crossing the river.

The dragon crossing the river was caught in a fishing net and could not move for a while.

At this moment, Hao Xuan, with a figure like the wind, came behind Dragon Crossing the River, raised the cudgel handed to him by the ink painting, and hit Dragon Crossing the River on the back of the head with the stick.

The dragon crossing the river was confused.

Cheng Mo and others took the opportunity to use the net as a rope to twist the neck of the dragon crossing the river, and dragged it deep into the woods.

Mo Hua hid in the dark, his eyes slightly bright, lighting up the formation with his spiritual consciousness.

The second-grade burial array is activated.

Gray light circulates on the ground, and the land is sunken, like a funeral coffin, swallowing the dragon crossing the river into the earth.

Tu Ke Shui.

The water vapor on the dragon crossing the river was gradually consumed by the burial formation, and the water spiritual power in the body was also lost at an accelerated rate...

Being targeted and calculated at every turn, and falling deeply into other people's traps step by step, an irresistible feeling of despair surged into my heart.

The dragon crossing the river turned pale and cursed angrily:

"Who the hell are you?!"

"Is he Daotingsi's lackey?"

"Still a friend on the road?"

"Who is it that set up the formation? I'm the one who plotted it?!"

Dragon Crossing the River cursed angrily while struggling, and finally relied on his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building to break free from the burial formation.

Mo Hua didn't speak, just waved his hand.

Cheng Mo raised his two axes, Situ Jian raised his Lihuo sword, and Yang Qianjun held his spear.

Hao Xuan raised his stick - he didn't use a stick originally, he also used a sword like other members of the aristocratic family, but in actual combat he found that his unimpressive swordsmanship was of no use and he was better off with a stick.

The four of them began to besiege the dragon crossing the river.

Crossing the River Dragon became angry and started fighting with Cheng Mo and others. However, after fighting for a while, he was shocked.

This is... a bunch of brats?

They look like a group of brats who have just entered the sect and are only at the early stage of foundation building?

impossible!

The pupils of Dragon Crossing the River trembled.

How could a group of inexperienced brats set up such a murderous trap?

What's more, there are those strict formations...

Behind these little devils, there must be a monk who is skilled in formation, deep in scheming, and has sophisticated methods, secretly instigating them?

Who is this person?

Did he design to trap him to kill him for Dao Tingsi's reward, the sect's meritorious service, or to seek revenge, or...

Know my secret?

Dragon Crossing the River felt a chill in his heart.

He wanted to escape, but it was already over and he had no chance.

Cheng Mo and the others are not vegetarians either.

If the prosperous River Crossing Dragon burrows in the water and makes waves, they will definitely be no match.

But now the dragon crossing the river has come ashore and has become an "earth-walking dragon". It has been weakened one by one by Mo Hua's formations. Now that most of its abilities have been reduced, how can it be the opponent of Cheng Mo and others?

Mo Hua didn't even take action, he just used concealment and sat on the big tree, observing the movements of the dragon crossing the river, and beware of him escaping.

Cheng Mo and the others should be able to solve other matters.

Sure enough, within half an hour, Hao Xuan ducked and broke the right hand of Guojiang Dragon.

The dragon crossing the river was in pain, and its claws fell to the ground with a sound.

Yang Qianjun took the opportunity and stabbed Guo Jianglong in the left leg. Situ Jian raised the Lihuo sword and pierced Guo Jianglong's right leg.

The dragon crossing the river groaned twice and broke into a cold sweat.

Cheng Mo kicked behind him, knocking Dragon Crossing the River to his knees, and then placed two large axes on Dragon Crossing the River's neck.

In the middle stage of foundation building, the notorious "dragon crossing the river" near the Yanshui River was subdued.

Several people who were fighting could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Mo Hua also nodded, just about to show up and let Dragon Crossing the River experience the taste of the "Array Iron Plate" that he had improved several times to see if he could get some secrets out of Dragon Crossing the River's mouth.

But before he jumped off the tree, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he immediately reminded him in a crisp voice:

"Cheng Mo, be careful!"

Cheng Mo was startled when he heard this, then he immediately sensed the danger and quickly turned sideways, protecting the two large axes in front of him.

A sharp golden sword energy in the distance burst through the air in an instant and struck Cheng Mo's axe.

The golden light is dazzling and the sword energy is brilliant.

Cheng Mo's giant ax blocked the sword energy, but the remaining spiritual power still made his jaw numb and he took three steps back in succession.

Cheng Mo stood still, shocked and angry, and cursed:

"Sneak attack, who bastard?!"

"Keep your mouth clean!"

A young but gloomy voice came from the distance.

After a while, a group of monks slowly walked over. The person in front of them was a handsome young man wearing gold thread and brocade clothes. He had a fair face but haughty eyes.

"A bunch of little bastards dare to snatch my master's 'prey'?"

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