With a loud bang, the earth shaking, stirring up dust in the sky!

Where Mo Yu is, a big pit is formed, which is bottomless and the terrifying huge cracks spread outward.

"Die?" Hu Mei hesitated.

The man with a knife shook his head, "I'm afraid it's not that simple!"

The next moment, the loud dragon roar suddenly rang here, and a flying dragon flew out of the deep pit, and its huge tail swept across!

Hai Wuya frowned slightly, then turned into indifference, raised his hand and patted forward, and the black force burst out, and a three-headed black giant dog was condensed in the squirming, and all six eyes were ferocious.

At this moment, they all looked up and howled, and rushed out to fight with the flying dragon. Although both sides were not physical, their momentum was even more violent. There were constant scales and furs, and once they were torn off, they collapsed and dissipated directly.

During the breathing, the two evil creatures had fought each other for countless times, and they were all covered in scars.

The light of inspiration flashed slightly, and Mo Yu's figure appeared beside the deep pit, and his black clothes were as neat as before. Obviously, his terrible finger had not posed a threat to him. At this moment, he raised his head and looked at Hai Wuya. When he moved his feet, his figure quickly approached.

"Hmph!" With a snorkeling, Hai Wuya raised his hand and slashed it like a blade, "Kong Juezha!"

Buzz —

A terrifying tearing breath suddenly appeared and shot in an instant.

Mo Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and a warning sign appeared in his heart. When he looked at it intently, he suddenly found a faint black shadow, which was coming quickly.

Space cracks!

The ancient land is extremely stable, and it is even above the three realms. Even the strongest people in the ordinary imperial rank cannot tear the space apart.

Hai Wuya's attack obviously used powerful magical powers to greatly increase his explosive combat power.

Mo Yu sighed in his heart. Although his cultivation level has improved very quickly, the disadvantage is that he does not have the right magical power and can only burst out with the most basic combat power.

Perhaps, after breaking through the imperial rank, he needs to sort out and practice several applicable magical powers.

But this does not mean that he has no resistance at the moment.

He is not without magical powers, but only half of them.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, Mo Yu did not dodge or avoid it, and raised his hand to wave it forward.

A little darkness suddenly appeared at this moment, and then spread out at an astonishing speed.

All the things in the sutras are gone.

The cracks in the space penetrated into the darkness, like stones falling into the lake. After splashing a few ripples, they disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Dead Silent Night!" Hai Wuya exclaimed with a look of horror, but his body reflected very quickly, and he stepped back with his feet.

But how could the magical power of heaven be easily avoided?

I saw that darkness suddenly surged, and he was swallowed down in a blink of an eye.

There were roars of shock and anger, and the terrifying energy burst out from it. I wonder what powerful means Hai Wuya used, which made the darkness appear in the dead night surging violently.

Scream-

The darkness was forcibly torn apart, and Hai Wuya's figure jumped out of it, his clothes were broken and his face was pale. At this moment, Hehen looked, his eyes were filled with anger.

Mo Yu frowned. The man looked embarrassed, but his aura was still strong, and he only suffered a small loss.

Could this be the strength of the powerful man in the Abi Realm, even half a step of the magical power of the Heavenly Dao can not severely damage it?

In fact, Mo Yu exaggerated Hai Wuya's strength. The reason why he was able to escape successfully was with the help of a secret treasure of the sect. This thing was personally given by an elder of the clan when he entered the ancient land. It contained a trace of immortal will to cultivate the way of heaven, and could save him from danger at the critical moment.

If not, Mo Yu’s current cultivation level is used to exert the Dead Night, and his power is so strong that he will even let him take off the third layer of skin if he is not dead!

Hai Wuya's eyes fell on Mo Yu, and in just a moment, he lost his previous confidence.

He took a deep breath and suddenly said, "You can understand the magical powers of heaven at the imperial level. Even if you are in the Abi Realm, your qualifications are rare. But if you want to blame, you can only blame your poor background and you will still die today."

When the words came, Hai Wuya turned around and said in a cold voice: "Brother Zhi Ge, if this person does not die, he will be a big disaster in the future. You may not appear quickly!"

The next moment, a wisp of black smoke floated over and twisted slightly, turning into a young man playing chess with Hai Wuya. His expression was solemn, and his eyes showed cold murderous intent.

boom--

The breath burst out, and he was the strongest man in the imperial rank!

Although he had not spoken, he had already responded to Hai Wuya's invitation.

This is also the default rule of the Holy Demon and Abi Realm for many years. Once you encounter a powerful monk in the Xuanhuang world, you will temporarily put aside your grudges and jointly erase them.

Using this method, over the long years, countless powerful people in the Xuanhuang world have fallen under the killers of the two tribes.

It is precisely because of this that the monk Xuanhuang was completely suppressed and could not compete with the Holy Demon and Abid monk in the ancient land.

Mo Yu's mind changed and he had already figured out the twists and turns, and his face couldn't help but show a cold murderous intent.

"Go to do it!" Ye Chang Mengduo, Hai Wuya took the lead in taking action with a low roar.

He raised his hand and patted his forehead, and even opened his mouth and spit out a ball of inspiration. Among the inspiration, a one-horn-shaped treasure was rolled up.

"The mysterious fire god rhinoceros horn!" Jun Zhige's face changed slightly, and fear appeared in his eyes.

Hai Wuya reached out to hold the horn and turned around and looked, "Is it possible that Brother Zhi Ge has no life-saving treasure."

Jun Zhige's eyes flashed slightly, and then he laughed softly, "Of course, otherwise, how can you compete with you."

He growled, and a dazzling light suddenly gushed out from behind. After a few breaths, the person had already added a pair of silver-white wings.

The feathers were obviously forged from some kind of metal, with a cold luster, trembling slightly, and the sound of wind and thunder was hidden, which made the space tremble. It was obviously extremely powerful!

"Wind and Thunder Wings!"

Hai Wuya showed solemn expression, and then spoke lightly, "I didn't expect that Wanshan Sect valued you so much and gave you such a treasure. But it's better to do this. If you and I join forces, this person will have no chance of life!"

He picked up the horn of the Xuanhuo God Rhino, placed it at his mouth, and blew it hard.

No sound came out, but Mo Yu's heart suddenly became depressed, as if a catastrophe would come.

roar--

With a low roar, a huge rhino suddenly appeared in Mo Yu's soul space. It was nearly ten thousand feet tall and had a huge horn above its head. At this moment, the four hooves moved, like a big mountain moving, rushing straight to his soul altar, as if to smash it into pieces!

The soul altar is the foundation of the soul of a monk. Once damaged, he will be injured if he is not killed!

At the same time, the wind and thunder wings behind Jun Zhige suddenly flashed, and a "crackling" lightning flashed by, and his body seemed to have crossed the space and appeared directly beside Mo Yu, and punched out with a punch.

With a muffled "bang", Mo Yu's body slid to one side, retreating more than a hundred meters, and his feet made a deep groove on the ground.

Jun Zhige raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect that he could resist it, and sneered: "Hai Wuya, you should speak first, but don't hold back, otherwise I won't be with you!"

With the power of the mysterious fire spirit horn, it is impossible for cultivators below the Heavenly Dao to resist. Naturally, he believed that Hai Wuya had kept his hands secretly and did not give his all.

Hearing this, Hai Wuya's face darkened. He was about to speak, but his eyes suddenly widened, showing a look of shock and anger.

The mysterious fire spirit horn in his hand was now filled with red aura, violent fluctuations and trembling, and a chaotic aura came out.

"Damn it! What method did you use to destroy the treasure in my hand!" Hai Wuya roared, and while madly urging his cultivation to retract the Spirit of the Spirit of the Xuanhuo Lingxi Horn, but no matter how hard he tried, it would be difficult to see the results.

The Spirit of Spiritual Evil was like falling into a quagmire. Not only did it fail to withdraw, but it fell deeper with the fierce struggle!

"Jun Zhige, kill this person immediately, hurry!"

A vibration surged in his eyes, and Jun Zhige's face showed hesitation, but it soon turned into a firm murderous intent!

If it were any other time, he would never mind seeing Hai Wuya suffer a great loss, but if it involves the cultivation of Xuanhuang, everything has been killed.

Feng Lei wings behind him slammed down, his body disappeared instantly, and approached again.

boom--

There was another loud noise, and Mo Yu's body relapsed again, a hint of pale appeared on his face, but his expression was still calm.

In the soul space, the Xuanhuo Lingxi soul that collided into the altar was now trapped in the vortex and was struggling violently to escape, but its body continued to sink little by little. Its eyes widened, showing a humanized look of horror, obviously retaining a strong mind.

Swish-

The sound of wind and thunder came again, Mo Yu narrowed his eyes, raised his hand in an instant, blocked the bombardment punch again, and his body retreated.

Jun Zhige's figure appeared, his face was gloomy, and his heart was even more shaking. He could vaguely guess that Mo Yu must have been restrained by Hai Wuya, so he could only passively resist.

But even so, even under Fenglei Wings, he could not be killed. This person's strength was probably even more than he expected.

As soon as he thought about this, his heart was even more shocked, and murderous intent surged in his eyes!

Such a powerful Xuanhuang cultivator is extremely terrible to destroy the situation that has been maintained by the two worlds for many years. You must be killed as soon as possible!

"Wind and Thunder Change!"

As he growled, a trace of pale suddenly appeared on Jun Zhige's face, and the vast power surged out of his body and was frantically poured into the wind and thunder wings behind him.

"Crack" "Crack"...thunder is roaring!

"Wuwuwu", "Wuwuwu"... The strong wind is whistling!

A pair of wings, lightning light spread on the left, and green light on the right, and a slight fan made a small crack in the air.

"kill!"

With a low growl, countless lightning lights suddenly appeared on the wind and thunder wings, and the wind blade burst out overwhelmed. In an instant, it drowned Mo Yu's figure. The terrifying power fluctuated, which made people shocked.

A hint of surprise appeared on Hai Wuya's face, but soon it turned into a look of surprise.

Because Xuanhuo Lingxi's soul still cannot be recalled, it means that Mo Yu is still alive!

How is that possible!

Looking at the raging thunder and wind blades, he looked shocked.
Chapter completed!