Reborn, the demon hybrid dragon cub is the group pet

Bai Lang watched from the sidelines and the two of them could not tell the winner. Instead, each of them had large and small wounds on their bodies.

And his territory also fell into several stone mountains because of them. Bai Lang walked out helplessly. This sworn enemy was really lingering.

If this continues, the quicksand may be filled with people from the Demon Clan and the Dragon Clan tomorrow.

"Ow"

"Ow~"

Hearing the sound of the white wolf, the wolves hiding everywhere began to emerge.

Mo Xiotian, who was in the upper hand, heard the wolf's cry and almost subdued Di Moxiao. His eyes darkened and he gave up, ducking back to the cub.

Di Moxiao supported his body. The most serious wound on his body was the sword wound from his heart. His golden robe was also scratched in several places. However, he still walked to Mo Xiotian expressionlessly and looked at the man in front of him defensively. Wolves.

Mo Xiotian also suffered a lot of injuries, but they were still lighter than Di Moxiao. Now holding Mo Shanan in his arms, he glanced at the person next to him indifferently and acquiesced to his behavior.

"White Wolf?"

Bai Lang couldn't understand why they were fighting. Just now they wanted to kill each other, but now nothing happened.

"Mo Yantian, long time no see. I didn't expect that this little guy is really your cub."

Thinking about the cub's random words, what a crow spirit said so clearly, he burst into tears, and he still believed it.

Mo Xiotian narrowed his eyes. When the other party mentioned Mo Shan'an, his anger became deeper and he stared at the other party dangerously.

"White Wolf, I let you go back then, are you here to die today?"

"Mo Xiotian, you are still so arrogant now that you are injured."

Talking about what happened back then, Bai Lang wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge, but he still held back.

"I would like to learn from you whether your cultivation has improved after hiding in this quicksand for so long."

Mo Xiotian suddenly thought of something, and the scarlet in his eyes gradually faded, revealing his first smile of the day, but the smile was a little oozing.

The delicate face was paired with a weird smile, and there was blood on the face.

The white wolf standing in front of it couldn't help but frown, wondering what the other party's intention was.

White light flashed, and the wolf in front of him now stood a man with white hair, looking at the person in front of him with complicated eyes.

"I think this Lord of Quicksand should be replaced."

As soon as these arrogant words came out, the wolves bared their teeth and their green eyes fell on him, seeming to be very dissatisfied with what he just said.

Bai Lang sneered, "This quicksand temple is too small, I'm afraid it won't be able to accommodate the giant Buddha, the Demon King."

Di Moxiao looked at the people next to him thoughtfully, with a hint of doubt about Mo Shitian's transformation. What did he want in this quicksand.

It must have something to do with the cub, otherwise he wouldn't have suddenly calmed down.

"It's not up to you to decide whether you should tolerate it or not."

"Then let's see if you, Mo Xiotian, are capable."

Bai Lang hadn't appeared in human form for a long time, and he was a little uncomfortable. But after hearing the other party's words, old and new hatreds were mixed together.

Of course he knew why Mo Xiotian changed his attitude so quickly. Didn't he believe those rumors about Quicksand?

In addition, the little guy died in front of him, and he might have to dig three feet into the quicksand to find that thing.

"Mo Yantian, there is nothing you want in such a desolate place like Quicksand."

"Oh? I haven't said anything yet, how do you know what I want?"

Bai Lang didn't know whether the person opposite was pretending to be stupid or deliberately trying to trick him.

Of course Mo Xiotian didn't believe it. In such a remote place with nothing attractive, how could this wolf stay for so long.

Seeing that he could no longer talk, Mo Xiotian lowered his head and glanced at the little guy in his arms, frowned at the person next to him, and put him in his arms.

"I am no longer interested in your useless blood, but if you dare to take him away in front of me."

The warning between words was only exchanged for someone's indifferent glance. Di Moxiao hugged Mo Shan'an and didn't care about the person in front of him.

He frowned, feeling the cold body in his arms, and his light golden eyes narrowed slightly.

"one day"

The jade heart in the little guy's body could only last for three days. Staying here would only be a waste of time, so he proposed that if he didn't find what he wanted within a day, he must leave with Mo Shanan.

"Why do I need a day?"

As soon as Mo Xiantian finished speaking, the white wolf attacked him, and the demonic power set off a huge wind. The figures of the two people could not be seen clearly in the hazy sand layer.

Di Moxiao protected the person in his arms, patted his back carefully, and coaxed in a low voice, "Soon, soon, father,"

The man lowered his eyes and looked a little sad in his embarrassment. He didn't say the last word. The little guy in his arms seemed to have never called him father and Jun.

"I will find a way to save you." He doesn't care even if he sacrifices his life for his.

The two of them jumped into the air, Mo Xiotian turned Yu Bai in his upper hand, his figure was like lightning, the sword wind was pierced by the hellfire, and he stabbed the opponent's heart quickly and accurately.

Seeing this, Bai Lang turned his right fist into a palm, and the demon power around him condensed into a barrier to protect his chest. He frowned, and jumped onto the man's back with a flip.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Mo Xiantian's mouth, he held the sword in his hand, turned around slowly, and said sarcastically, "I thought your cultivation had improved a lot, but I didn't expect that I overestimated you after all."

Even if he is injured, he is still more than enough to face the White Wolf's attack.

The corner of Bai Lang's mouth twitched. If he hadn't been sucked in half of the demon power back then, he wouldn't have been like this. Who knew that the man in front of him could be so strong even after being injured.

Mo Xiotian didn't make a killing move, he always aimed at consuming the opponent's demonic power. After all, there were some things that only he knew.

Just as they were fighting fiercely above, Di Moxiao's expression changed and he looked down at the sand that was tugging at his feet. The sand in this area began to flow slowly.

The gravity beneath him became stronger and stronger, and the sand formed a vortex, with Di Moxiao's position as the center, and it kept falling faster and faster.

Unable to escape, Di Motian only felt a spiritual force dragging him down, and there was no safe place to place the cubs around.

He could only hold the person in his arms tightly and looked up at Mo Xiotian, who had noticed something was wrong. He was rushing towards them in a panic.

"not good"

The reason why quicksand is called quicksand is because the sand here can swallow people. White Wolf has been here for so long, and the number of quicksands that appear can be counted on one hand.

Unexpectedly, they encountered this rare situation as soon as they arrived.

Mo Xiotian was still a step too late, his hand touched the corner of Mo Shanan's clothes, and he watched the sand swallow him up, and his head went blank for an instant.

The sand suddenly returned to calmness, as if the noise that had just been made was not it.

Mo Xiantian clenched his hands against the sand, and the veins on his hands popped out. The aura around him was gloomy and terrifying. With his head hanging down, it was impossible to see his expression clearly.

But the white wolf on the side felt that in addition to the strong anger in the other party, there was more silent despair and collapse.