Seeing the turbulent demon energy that swept over, a dignified color appeared on Han Ming's face. As soon as he raised his hand, hundreds of small sword energy condensed around his body, and slightly merged towards the middle, forming a sword energy storm.

　　 Sword Qi Storm is like a giant python, first shrank back, condensing enough momentum, and then suddenly ejected, hitting the pure devil energy.

This sword qi storm evolved from the sword shadow separation technique, and its power should not be underestimated. The average fake infant monk can't harden it, but the next scene made Han Ming stunned for a while, those devil qi turned out to be like Invisible, easily penetrated from the storm of sword energy.

　　 Sword Qi Storm fell into the air, hitting a small hill not far away, and directly chopped it into thousands of pieces, and the sharp peak was completely flattened.

　　 "Little thief, take it to death." A stern shout came from the turbulent devilish energy, and then a big mouth was evolved, and he swallowed Han Ming, who had not reacted, in one mouthful.

After swallowing Han Ming, the demon air mass was suspended in mid-air, rapidly evolving in shape, until finally a cage constructed of 36 pitch-black iron pillars was formed. The demon energy inside was tumbling, making it impossible to see clearly. What happened in it.

At the beginning, there was a hint of aura or broken sword aura from time to time in the cage. It seemed that some violent beast was struggling desperately in it, but as time passed, the movement inside became smaller and smaller. Until finally it was completely calm.

　　 Although there is no movement in the cage, the cage has not been removed. The black light is still flashing, and there are circles of evil spirits rippling out, and it is fully refining the prey inside.

　　 This series of fighting methods seemed to take a long time, but they were all completed with light and flint. It also took a little longer for the bickering and communication. The time agreed with Xie Lingyun still has a lot of effort.

The two fake infants in the lower part of the Demon Sect were beaten by Chun'er and Qiao Yu's shirt. If one of them had not been equipped with a rare defensive treasure body, he would almost be directly shredded by Chun'er's fierce means. , But even so, they can't last long.

　　 If this stalemate continues, the demon sect's pill formation period will undoubtedly be defeated. If they don't retreat by that time, they will inevitably suffer heavy casualties.

As for the Huanyu side, because he is wearing the defensive treasure handed down by the Ascending Star Sect, and there are blue-faced ghost puppets on the side to help. Defeated.

　　 And the most intense battles in the two battlefields were Xie Lingyun and Mo Yidao. Han Ming, Huan Yu, the skinny old man, Yin Thirteen, and the hook-nosed old man took the initiative to avoid them, for fear of being affected by their fighting method.

　　 Mo Yidao and Xie Lingyun's fighting scene froze, still the same as before, with hundreds of silver-black iron chains woven into an iron cage, trapping Mo Yidao in the middle.

Xie Lingyun was urging the Nightmare with all his strength, shrinking the iron chain cage, restricting Mo Yidao’s range of motion, and Mo Yidao would naturally not wait to die. He constantly waved the gray bone knife in his hand and chopped the surrounding silver and black iron chains. .

　　 Although the silver-black iron chain is indestructible and the gray bone knife cannot be cut, the huge force contained in each slash has caused a great resistance to the shrinkage of the silver-black iron chain. It is only a quarter of an hour, but it only shrunk to half.

Staring at Mo Yidao in the silver-black iron chain below, and then at Han Ming, who was trapped by the devilish energy, Xie Lingyun let out a sigh of relief, put away his magic weapon, jumped, and flew to the head of the nightmare. Behind him, his hands were placed behind the nightmare, urging a special technique.

Motivated by Xie Lingyun’s urging, the eyes that were originally slightly closed suddenly rounded, a pair of clear and beautiful jade eyes stared at Mo Yidao in the silver-black iron chain, and he stretched out his expressionless hand with a lot of palms. A small bow the size of a palm.

　　 With a lightly raised left hand, the small bow that surrounds the silver arc suddenly grows larger, turning into a huge bow measuring two feet in size, surrounded by a faint silver brilliance, like a little bit of starlight.

The nightmare put one hand on the bowstring and slowly pulled apart, a pale silver bow and arrow slowly emerged on the giant bow, and a terrible thunder and lightning lingered all over the body, and the faint arrows faced each other. Mo Yizhao in the silver and black cage was approved.

　　 While the giant bow was slowly pulled away, the surrounding aura seemed to be drawn, and Wan Liuhui gathered like a sea, half blended into the pale silver arrow, and half blended into the giant bow.

Gradually, the great bow was drawn into a full moon shape, and the surrounding spiritual energy was like a huge vortex in the ocean, pouring into the bow and arrow. The momentum of this pale silver long bow became stronger and more oppressive. Even the cultivators in the early Yuanying stage were trembling in front of him.

　　 "Peng!" There was a thunderstorm in the dry land, and a thunder fire fell in the sky, which merged into this huge bow, making this huge bow's momentum reach its peak, bursting out with a ray of light, like a scorching sun.

　　 All the monks below were attracted, and looked at the scene in horror. The power was so terrible. When I felt it a little, I felt panic, and I couldn't help but want to leave here.

However, Huanyu who was not far away showed great joy. He naturally sensed some of the power of this thunder fire bow. This power 80% reached the attack level of the late stage. Although Mo Yidao is a middle-term monk, Trapped, absolutely unable to hide.

　　 Xie Lingyun said before that he would severely injure and even kill Mo Yidao. It was really certain, not a groundless talk!

　　 is different from Huanyu, Yin Shisan's face is a bit ugly, but after that, it seems that something has been thought of, and after a cold smile, he sinks his heart, and continues to fight Huanyu and a blue-faced ghost puppet.

　　 Mo Yidao in the silver black cage felt the sight outside, and his face instantly changed. The calm color disappeared, replaced by a solemn and serious color. Facing this pale silver bow, he actually felt threatened.

　　Thinking for a while, Mo gritted his teeth, flipped his wrists, and slashed the long knife in his hand toward his legs, and cut them all at once. The incision was as smooth as a mirror, and no blood was left.

　　 The two legs that had been cut did not fall to the ground, but shuddered slightly, revolving around the gray bone blade on their own, and then they were swallowed by a bone dragon that sprang out from the bone blade.

The bone knives that swallowed Mo Yidao's two legs just buzzed and returned to peace. There was no peculiar change. But when Mo Yidao held the bone blade again, Mo Yidao's heart settled down, holding the bone knife. His eyes suddenly opened, and he rushed up into the air, slashing down at the silver-black iron chain.

　　 Although the bone knife still didn't cut the silver-black iron chain this time, the great power it possessed knocked the silver-black iron chain into the air, tore a hole in the iron chain cage, and was about to rush out directly.

　　 "Where to go!" Xie Lingyun yelled, the tactics changed slightly, and the nightmare let go of the bowstring.

　　 The arrow accompanied by the silver thunder and fire is like a dazzling meteor.

"Good come!" Mo yelled, raised the bone knife in his hand high above his head, and then slammed it down. A full length crescent-shaped gray blade broke away from the blade, rotating towards it. The silver thunder rocket.

　　 After a dazzling ball of light rose and shrank, it suddenly broke apart, setting off a violent storm, and it continued to spread for five or six miles. During the period, whether it was the mountains or the monks, they were all set off directly.

Xie Lingyun waved his sleeves and blew away all the dust around him, staring at Mo Yidao, who also floated out of the smoke and dust in the distance, his pupils shrank slightly, such an attack that could be comparable to the full blow of the monks in the later period. The method was actually blocked by the opponent, and it didn't seem to be a major problem.

Mo Yidao looked at the faintly cracked gray bone blade in his hand, with a look of surprise on his face, but after that, he smiled swiftly and said: "It is worthy of being the first sect in the northern part of the country. I did not expect it, the puppet hidden in the sect. There is such a power, it seems that it is still incomplete, if it is intact, how powerful it can be, it is really curious!"

　　 Xie Lingyun walked to the side of the nightmare, without saying a word, just staring at Mo Yidao.

On the side of 　　, Huan Yu saw that Xie Lingyun missed a hit, and couldn't help but sigh. After all, this attack didn't work. It seems that things are irreversible, and it's time to break through.

　　 Ascended Star Sect did not hold onto it after all, so the Ascended Star Sect had to be removed from Jiang Country.

　　 Just when Huanyu planned to break through according to the original plan, he remembered something, and turned to Xie Lingyun, but saw the opposite party's dignity, only staring at Mo Yidao, and did not give an order to break through.

　　 "Could it be!" Huan Yu was stunned for a moment, and there was a glimmer of hope in his heart, biting his head, and greeted Yin Thirteen again, blindly defensive, focusing most of his mental power on Xie Lingyun's side.

"Could the puppet you install in this puppet is the best spirit stone? After such a long battle, the bow and arrow methods have been stimulated. The core energy of this puppet is probably already 90%. If you can't move it! And just now, the Thunder Rocket should be the puppet's method of pressing the bottom of the box!" Mo once looked at the nightmare, and said with a chuckle.

　　 "Huh, is there any spiritual power in the core puppet spirit stone? Is there any other means? You can try it!" Xie Lingyun sneered, then flipped his hand and took out the dark inkstone.

　　 "I'm not doing this yet? Since you want to die earlier, then this seat will fulfill you!" Mo Yidao sneered, his body turned and disappeared again.

Xie Lingyun's eyes flashed with blue light, and he swept away again, trying to capture Mo Yidao's trace, but as before, he couldn't keep up with Mo Yidao's escape speed, and could only vaguely touch a shadow. .

"I'm not wasting time with you!" Mo Yidao, who was twenty-seven feet away, flashed, and rushed towards Xie Lingyun, holding the slightly cracked gray bone knife in one hand~lightnovelpub.net~Yu ! "Xie Lingyun saw this scene with a flash of shock on his face, and with a beckon, he once again attracted the snow-white broken small shield to the front of the nightmare.

I don’t know if it is because of the lack of spiritual power of the nightmare, or the reason why the gray bone knife swallowed two thighs of Mo, and only heard the sound of "Peng!", which could easily block the broken small shield of the gray bone knife. It was broken, and it was out of the control of the nightmare.

　　 "Hey!" Mo Yizhan chased after victory with a knife, and slashed at Xie Lingyun.

　　 Just when the gray-white bone knife was about to cut Xie Lingyun into two pieces, the panic on Xie Lingyun's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a sneer on his face: "Hey, I finally got the bait!"

Seeing Xie Lingyun's expression, Mo Yidao realized that something was wrong in an instant, but the arrow was on the string and he had to send it. He had to bite the bullet and cut it down. Of course, just to be on the safe side, it was just that the bone knife was cut down, and he himself shot back. retreat.

　　 Although Mo Yidao wanted to escape, it was too late. The clear eyes of the nightmare guarding Xie Lingyun's side unexpectedly rippled with weird patterns, directly projecting in Mo Yidao's gray eyes.

　　 Glancing at the eyes of the nightmare, Mo suddenly felt like he was drunk, and his head was dizzy. He didn't know who he was, where he was, and what he was going to do.

A faint black small dagger appeared silently behind Mo Yidao, like a black swimming fish, wrapped around Mo Yidao’s neck and then dissipated by itself, and the expression on Mo Yidao’s face was also Instantly solidified. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Second World of Immortals", WeChat pays attention to "Excellent Reading Literature", chats about life, and finds friends~