Xiao Ming at the end of the hot wind belt said: "Mo is already surpassing himself. In this case, he uses the black sword and is probably not the opponent of that guy."

"There is a gap in cultivation, and the spiritual energy in Mo's body cannot keep up, which is very dangerous." Bai Xian'er also said.

Zinan rubbed his eyes several times, but why could he not see anything?

The black sword-turned Youmo had the ability to resist, so she avoided Gan Rong and stood up bit by bit.

Gan Rong observed it and said, "That's it?"

"What do you think?"

Youmo raised the ghost-killing black sword and slashed it with a sudden knife. The black sword light disrupted the airflow of the hot wind!

Gan Rong hugged his arms in front of his chest and took it hard, but he still forced himself several meters away!

"Just take it like this?" Youmo held the hilt tightly, his hands trembling.

Gan Rong slowly put his hand down, and there was a wound on his arm that was neither deep nor shallow, and the blood that had just flowed out was evaporated by the high temperature!

"It has indeed improved a lot, but I want to defeat me?"

Gan Rong roared, and the whole ticket shot out, punching Youmo!

Youmo had no choice but to resist with a knife, and the spiritual energy exploded on the blade, and the powerful vibration spread from the blade to her body!

"ah……"

Youmo shouted, his defense was defeated, and he rolled back with his sword!

Seeing that the spiritual barrier around Youmo was getting weaker and weaker, Gan Rong launched a final fierce attack!

Wherever the fist passed, light yellow aura attacked Youmo, with fierce attacks without any room for anything!

Youmo was able to resist at first, but gradually, she couldn't resist it anymore. Various attacks fell on her body, making her almost lose consciousness!

"Fist of the Ferocious Beast!"

Gan Rong hit his fist like a ferocious beast. After practicing in the valley for more than ten years, he had fought with countless ferocious beasts. Gradually, he also learned the attack method of ferocious beasts, which was extremely powerful!

Youmo inserted the knife into the ground and half lie on the ground. She looked up and seemed to see a fierce beast!

"Is it going to end?"

At this moment, Youmo felt despair, and in the end, he still dragged Xiao Ming back!

Xiao Ming and Bai Xian'er in the distance almost rushed over, but in the end they held back because they felt that the flame in Youmo's heart was not extinguished!

"boom!"

Gan Rong knocked Youmo out with one punch, and the ghost-killing black knife came out of his hand. Youmo squirted a mouthful of blood and threw it on the ground. The ghost-killing black knife penetrated into the soil beside him!

The spiritual barrier around the body is like a swaying candlelight, as if it is possible to dissipate even though it is.

Seeing that Youmo was still breathing, Gan Rong sneered: "I have a very big life."

Youmo's breathing became very weak at this moment, and she couldn't even move. All the spiritual energy that could be used in her body was resisting the invasion of the hot wind.

Gan Rong also knew that the last blow was just around the corner, and there was no need to kill Youmo. As long as the barrier that blocked the hot wind was dispersed, Youmo would melt away in the hot wind!

"Go to die!"

Gan Rong roared and shot a light yellow aura at Youmo!

Youmo saw it, but couldn't deal with it.

"Xiao Ming, Senior Sister Bai, I'm sorry..."

The spiritual barrier instantly broke, and the hot wind instantly swallowed Youmo!

Under the only consciousness, Youmo felt that his whole body was burned, the black knife had long receded, and every part of his body was being destroyed...

Seeing Youmo being eroded by the hot wind, Gan Rong couldn't help laughing and said, "Hahaha! If you can't get the fog-silver pill, I won't let you have a good time. You can feel the pain of losing your companion!"

Youmo finally fell into a coma.

She couldn't stop the destruction of the hot wind. Perhaps, she couldn't feel all the pain. In her subconscious, she saw Xiao Ming, Bai Xian'er, Bai Ling, Jiangshan, and her master Lao Gui.

I wish all this was true, I wish I could be reunited with this group of people with a smile, but she couldn't do it, and she could never do it again...

"Maybe, this is the feeling of death, right?"

Youmo closed his eyes. Although he was unwilling to accept this ending, he had to accept it.

However, she suddenly saw a black flame burning deep in her soul. The flames were beating wildly and eventually turned into a black ghost.

"What's wrong? Do you accept your fate?" said the evil ghost in its unique sharp voice.

"I don't want to accept my fate, so what?" Youmo smiled bitterly.

"I have entrusted you with great mission. Do you just take it seriously? Only then did you swallow the soul of a black sword, and there are four more. Are you dead like this?" The ghost mocked.

"What else can I do?" Youmo asked.

"Why did I choose you? Don't you know it yourself? This is definitely not your limit! I can see, I can see the hidden power in your body. You still have a wide road to go. If you are unwilling to give up, live and break through yourself at the end of your life!" After this sentence of the ghost, the ghost turned into a ball of black smoke and dissipated.

"Is it a desperate situation?"

Youmo seemed to have seen something. The door to death in front of her was wide open, but what appeared was not the scene of hell, but another piece of land!

"The state of Mahayana?"

Youmo was ecstatic and she entered the door without hesitation.

In an instant, the world changed. Everything about her was transformed, everything was reborn, everything was reborn, everything, including her body!

Gan Rong was already ready to leave the hot wind belt, and he felt that Youmo would definitely die, but suddenly he felt something was wrong. He turned around and found that Youmo was wrapped in a thick black light. Not only that, his body, which was originally destroyed by the hot wind, had all recovered at this moment!

"What's going on? What happened?" Gan Rong said in panic.

How could he not feel the power of this power, as if something had gained a new life? This black barrier is probably impossible to destroy by the hot wind!

What surprised him even more was that the figure in the black light stood up again, and the aura of his whole body was completely different, so powerful that he was outrageous!

Youmo suddenly opened his eyes. At this moment, the flow of hot wind completely changed, as if he was avoiding this creature that was beyond their reach!

It would be impossible for Gan Rong to be unwilling to believe it, because Youmo broke through and reached the Mahayana realm!

"Why? I have been practicing here for more than ten years before I can break through! Why can you reach a higher level at this time?" Gan Rong shouted at the top of his lungs.

Youmo pulled up the ghost-killing sword on the ground and said coldly: "Because my idea of ​​following my companion's footsteps is much more powerful than your despicable means!"
Chapter completed!