Mo Shi smiled faintly when he heard the words of the young man with oily head and pink face.

With the thought moving, the Mosasaur clone appeared in front of him.

"What's the use of quantity in the face of absolute strength?"

When those people saw the Mosasaur clone, their expressions changed slightly.

But that's all.

Soon, they calmed down.

Obviously, they had long expected Mo Shi to "summon" this mutated wild beast.

The young man with greasy head and flour said:

"You have a level 5 mutated wild beast, so don't we have any strong men above the level 5 mutant wild hunter?"

As he said that, the young man with greasy head and flour took out a teleportation stone in his hand.

The next moment, the teleportation stone quickly exploded, forming a cross coordinate.

At the same time, in the center of the cross coordinates, a blue and white figure quickly condenses and forms.

This is a haggard old man.

It looks like it's covered with bones.

A pair of eyes sank deep into the eye sockets.

The skin on his body also looks like there is no moisture, and it is wrinkled and wrapped around the bones.

Mo Shi's Blood Dragon Eye looked at this person.

His expression changed slightly.

This person's level actually reached the level 7 Wilderness Hunter!

Two levels higher than his Mosasaur clone.

He was puzzled. If the number one corpse-driving village has a level 7-level wild hunting master who is in charge, he can still accept it.

Now these forces that are ranked outside the fifties actually have a level 7 hunting master?

This is simply impossible.

He plundered their memories directly from the brains of the Waste Hunter.

After reading the memories of these people, he suddenly realized it.

It turns out that this level 7-level wild hunting master is really from the corpse-driven village.

The village chief of the predecessor village had specially gathered these forces.

Let them come to siege the world.

These forces are afraid of the strength of the World Association.

The village chief of the corpse-driving village has produced ten mechas, plus this level 7-level wild hunter of the corpse-driving village.

Only then did these people feel confident that they would come to kill Mo Shi and wipe out the World Association.

Mo Shi's eyes gradually became cold.

It won’t take long for us to meet you.

However, the most urgent task at the moment is how to deal with the level 7 hunting master in front of him.

Mo Shi has at least four ways to deal with such an old guy.

However, other methods are too lethal, and may even endanger the lives of these people in the world.

So Mo Shi said to Emma in his mind:

"See a way to see if it can stimulate happiness and let her use the ability of the Heavenly Worder."

The last time I used the ability of the Heavenly Word, I was strongly stimulated.

After waking up, I forgot everything I had before.

Of course, it is not realistic to want to use the ability of the Heavenly Word immediately at this time.

So someone has to stimulate her.

At the same time, Mo Shi ordered the little monk in his mind:

"Hold all their mechas over."

The little monk danced rapidly on the keyboard with his hands and ten fingers, and said:

"It's already done, up to three minutes."

It seems that the little monk's technique of hijacking the mecha has improved again.

In order to delay time, Mo Shi said to the thin old man:

"You must be the strong man from the corpse-driving village."

The old man raised his eyelids slightly and said in a slightly hoarse voice:

"Good eyesight. But... it's a pity."

Mo Shi asked:

"What a pity?"

The old man said, "It's a pity that you are a genius, you will die at my hands today."

Mo Shi laughed and said:

"Who said I will die?"

The old man said:

"I said that."

Mo Shi shrugged and said:

"What if I can't die? Do you want to make a fuss?"

“Gagahahaha…”

The old man laughed so badly, he said:

"I never bet with the dying ones. You don't have to delay time, it's useless. I'll send you on your way."

As an old fox who has lived for more than 470 years, how could he not know that Mo Shi was delaying time?

Mo Shi smiled a little embarrassedly and said:

"You can see it. But how do you know that delaying time is useless? Maybe it's useful?"

At the same time, behind Mo Shi.

Jiao Xin was holding Emma's hand nervously, her eyes full of worry.

It seemed like asking: "Sister Emma, ​​are these people very strong?"

Emma said: "They are very strong, especially the old man. He should be a level 6 or even level 7 hunter. If he takes all his strength, not only will we finish, but the boss may not be able to escape."

Being happy is even more nervous than sign language:

"Brother Mo is so powerful, he must have a way."

Emma smiled bitterly and shook her head:

"The boss is amazing, but since these people dare to come, they have already planned everything. Especially the thin old man, he has already decided to eat the boss."

After hearing this happily, my body was already trembling slightly because of my nervousness and worry.

Emma continued:

"Happy, you don't want to watch me die."

Shake your head happily.

Emma said again:

"You don't want to watch the boss die."

Nodded happily.

Emma said:

"So, happy, you try to get angry and think about this guy killing us all, and killing the boss."

At this time, Happy's body trembled even more violently.

The black in the eyes has begun to shake.

Seeing that it was effective, Emma continued:

"All of us now is the only one who can stop him. If you can't stop him, then he will kill the boss, twist the boss's head off, and remove the boss's limbs. The boss's blood will dry out, and no one will restrain his bones. Maybe it won't take long before the boss will be eaten by the passing wild beasts."

"Of course, it's more likely that these people took the boss's bones back and received a reward. Their master would hang the boss's body on the city gate, and the wind and rain forests and sunlight were exposed. They would craft thousands of crimes for the boss."
To be continued...