"Puff..." Even Zong Zheng Qisong lost his composure. What kind of sect is this? No matter what kind of sect is it, it's too powerful to be partial!

Dongfang Mo nodded quickly: "Uncle Master, be careful!"

This time, Dongfang Mo took out the Mo Jian to protect his body so that he would not damage his body at all. So, with a thought, Mo Jian's palm flipped, and the demon refining bottle appeared in his palm: "Dongfang Mo, you go to my demon refining bottle first!"

The Mo Jian once again made a shocking statement, the Demon Refining Bottle.

This weapon is what is introduced on the first page among the classics summarized in many places in the Youtian Holy Realm. This is simply a godlike existence among weapons!

Although Dongfang Mo discovered this attached attribute when he opened the second space of the Demon Refining Bottle, he didn't care at all. After all, he usually didn't like to bring a living person. Besides, this Demon Refining Bottle can only hold living things, and even its defense is very poor, which is similar to the defense of an ordinary Nine Palace Bracelet. But now, this attribute of the Demon Refining Bottle has helped him a lot!

It seems that I can't despise these things in his hands at will! Dongfang Mo followed the meaning of the Mo Sword and entered the demon refining bottle while thinking this way!

When Dongfang Mo really entered the demon refining bottle, all his spiritual senses had already reached Mo Jian's body. For such a long time, Dongfang Mo paid great attention to collecting the Five Elements Spiritual Jade. The spiritual energy of the Youtian Holy Realm is different from that of the Prehistoric Continent. It has more fluctuations, which also makes the Mo Jian consume the Five Elements Spiritual Jade very fast, which makes him feel so painful. It makes Dongfang Mo now like a wealthy slave. He doesn't know how many people have laughed at him, but who has the Mo Jian as a mechanical person?

When people watched the Mo Jian put Dongfang Mo into the demon refining bottle and hung the demon refining bottle at random on their waists, they realized!

Beitang Ye realized that the bottleneck of refining medicine would appear when he knew that Dongfang Mo had obtained Chen Xiaotian's inheritance. Now, everyone knows that the demon refining bottle exists!

Dongfang Mo, whose spiritual sense was in Mo Jian's body, heard the sound of these people swallowing hard, and the corners of his lips slightly tugged: "You really have little knowledge. Is a demon refining bottle so excited? Come and get it." As soon as he finished speaking, a black stick appeared in Mo Jian's hand. The black stick was the most fierce thing among all Dong Fang Mo's weapons. Today's tough battle also requires all killer moves!

The ten elders of the Zonglin Sect and his seated disciples all activated the swords in their hands, and the colorful lights were dazzling!

Mo Jian sneered: "One of the ten elders is missing. Your sword formation is greatly reduced. My disciples have also been killed by my junior nephew. After some discounts, your Zonglin Sect will claim to be. Now, can this still be called the Demon Heaven Sword Formation?"

"The essence of the Demonic Heaven Sword Formation cannot be seen by just one glance." Zong Zheng Qisong was also very angry. The tone of this Mo Jian was so big that the Tone of Dongfang Mo!

The ten elders of the Zonglin Sect and ten outstanding disciples under them were prepared for the Demon Heaven Sword Formation. Even if there were two or three of them, someone would make up for it. Therefore, this Demon Heaven Sword Formation will never be able to be made because of human hands!

"Okay, I, Mo Jian, will learn about your sword formation. Let me see how much you can hurt me!" The black stick in Mo Jian's hand instantly flew. Mo Jian's body was extremely strong. Just now, the pressure that Dongfang Mo could not bear could be easily blocked by Mo Jian. However, Dongfang Mo realized that among these elders, he did not dare to contact the pressure of Zong Zheng Qisong. It seems that Xuanhuang is still a gap that he cannot cross!

The sword formation is constantly changing. Dongfang Mo controls the Mo Jian like a snake wandering in the formation, which is invisible and cannot be grasped. However, the people in the Zonglin Sect can also see that Mo Jian is just desperately stalemate with them, because it is unlikely that Mo Jian wants to hurt anyone in the Demon Heavenly Sword Formation!

This result made the disciples of the Zonglin Sect in the Demon Heavenly Sword Formation instantly increase their confidence, especially Zong Zheng Qisong: "Mo Jian, now, if you fall into the hands of my Zonglin Sect, then just calculate the general account, see what you want!"

The crystal sword drew a light and rushed towards the weakness of the Mo Jian. The Mo Jian's body flipped lightly, the rabbit rose and the eagle fell, and the technique of avoiding Zong Zheng Qisong's lightweight skills were also beneficial in this sword formation, that is, Zong Zheng Qisong could not use the trick of destroying the world. After all, in that case, in addition to the Mo Jian, other people in the sword formation would also be attacked!

Dongfang Mo's eyes rolled, his body soared into the air, and his body kept wandering on a strange route. He actually used Lingyun Technique, a strange technique that he hadn't used for a long time!

Although Dongfang Mo has long been able to fly in the air, every time he is cross-legged and comprehended the technique, this body technique will still appear in his head. Dongfang Mo also found that in fact, the footwork of this body technique is worthy of praise. Even if he can fly in the air, if he can use this footwork skillfully, it will have different effects!

So, in the blink of an eye, a strange situation appeared in the Demon Heavenly Sword Formation, that is, the ink sword just now seemed to suddenly change out of its clone and turned into four ink swords. Moreover, each ink sword seemed to be attacking a certain place with different actions!

"Hiss..." The disciples of the Zonglin Sect were immediately confused and were in a hurry. The Demon Sky Sword Formation was stirred up, and some flaws appeared. Mo Jian seemed to want to take this opportunity to escape.

It was just a moment of distraction, and the figures of three of the ink swords disappeared.

"Don't go!" Zong Zheng Qisong was obviously the leader of the Demon Heavenly Sword Formation. He swayed and chased behind Mo Jian.

Mo Jian gently curled the corner of his lips and continued to use his strange steps to drive the entire Demonic Heaven Sword Formation!

"Master, here is Elder Yan Xilin's residence, what should I do?" Just as Zong Zheng Qisong was completely immersed in chasing the Demon Sword, his disciple Jiang Zhiguang shouted. Such fighting and such techniques were enough to destroy the buildings below and turn this place into ruins!

Yan Xilin's life and death are uncertain now, and Zong Zheng Qisong didn't even hesitate: "Is it important to be a house or a killing of the Mo Jian?"

Suddenly, everyone felt that this matter was not necessary to be considered. They did not care about the building below at all, and fought at the Mo Jian in front of them!

Dongfang Mo looked coldly, and the light fell on the ground. The miserable Yan Xilin's residence was completely ruined! It really makes people feel that the broken walls here are ruins, making people feel the desolate feeling of falling leaves and falling autumn!

However, after some time of entanglement here, Dongfang Mo decisively escaped as he did just now!

In an hour, Dongfang Mo had already brought the Demon Heaven Sword Formation to destroy the residences of the six elders in the Sword Formation of Zonglin Sect. The elders in the Sword Formation all turned green. The Zonglin Sect has been standing on Zongwu Mountain for a hundred years and has never had such a thing. Some people have begun to regret it. It is so generous that people can destroy it. What kind of divine rhythm is this!

When Mo Jian walked past the two elders' residences again, the remaining elders who had survived were really unable to hold back: "Elder Zongzheng, we can't let Mo Jian continue to be unscrupulous like this. If this continues, our Zonglin Sect will be destroyed!"

Zong Zheng Qisong now understands that this Mo Jian was just intentional!

"Everyone, don't let the Mo Jian continue to wander. Let's use the last move of this Demon Heavenly Sword Formation!" Zong Zheng Qisong sent a message to several people.

After all, the transmission of voices is one by one, and it will take some time. Dongfang Mo suddenly realized that these elders and disciples had a moment of hesitation and transmission of voices.

Humph! The last move of your Demon Heaven Sword Formation is one step further and the other is not just about using the weapons in your hands to trap me to death? Now, I haven’t played enough yet!

Dongfang Mo sneered and continued to use the strange asynchronous method of Lingyun Technique. He suddenly arrived above the residence of another elder. He looked down from a high point, Dongfang Mo actually skipped the roof!

The Demon Sky Sword Formation naturally turns all buildings into ruins wherever Mo Jian passes!

"Damn it!" Suddenly, someone among the elders of the Zonglin Sect swears.

Mo Jian knew that this place should be the place of the elder, and he couldn't help but sneer: "One of you can't escape, because you all aimed the sword in your hands at me, and my junior nephew. What we uncle and nephew hate the most is that others point the sword at themselves!"

A few strange figures mixed with these words, making people wonder which afterimage these words were said. Anyway, these words echoed loudly in the entire array of the Demon Heavenly Sword Formation!

Suddenly, the remaining two elders who had kept their residence twitched their lips. Suddenly, they agreed with Elder Zong Zheng's opinion, that was to quickly urge the last move!

"I know, the last move of the Demon Heavenly Sword Formation of your Zonglin Sect is to increase and decrease one by one, but I haven't given my nephew enough yet. If you want to use this move, there is no way to go!" Mo Jian's voice suddenly sounded in the sword formation!

Suddenly, even Beitangye, who had been chasing them and watching the battle, took a breath. What is the origin of this ink sword? How could he even know this? This should be the secret of the Zonglin Sect!
Chapter completed!