Qu Man turned around and rushed over and chopped off Wang Jixuan's head.
But Master Wang shouted anxiously: "Let me be a wise ghost! I can tell you a secret!"
"oh?"
The old Taoist raised his hand gently.
Qu Man stopped to attack and aimed his spear tip at Wang Jixuan from afar.
Wang Jixuan's face was pale, his breathing was heavy, and his soul was trembling. It was indeed an injury, but his eyes were stubborn and his eyes were extremely bright.
Wang Jixuan asked: "I want to know how you killed Bai Ling'er!"
"Bai Ling'er?"
The old Taoist sneered and continued to enjoy the moment of victory:
"This is easy.
"Her skills need to seek yang energy to fill herself. She is a failure in her practice and is addicted to men and women. As long as I show my true nature, she will naturally pounce on me.
"This Bai Leng'er is still trying to absorb my cultivation, which is ridiculous! Even if I don't use any tricks, you will not be my opponent!"
Wang Jixuan smiled and shook his head: "Are you not afraid of being punished by God when you do this? Brother Mao said, you obey the Immortal Palace. Those Immortal Palaces must have all kinds of powerful and powerful people. Even if you renew your immortal relationship, you can escape?"
The lame old Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly: "It won't bother you."
"It's better—"
Wang Jixuan still wants to continue to delay time and chat with this guy a little more;
Mao Mo has already cursed:
"Shameless! You are shameless! You are scum! Just kill us, you are still going to refine the mundane world in this beard! These are tens of millions of people! You! You are the one who is a mother! I even treat you as a friend!"
The lame old man said calmly: "Mao Mo, you are actually a good person."
He slowly raised his right hand, and a skull rotated rapidly under his palm. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was gathering towards this place, and the blood waves of the sealing sky formation outside were rolling.
The lame old Taoist continued to express his winning speech:
"But you are still too stupid, have no ambitions, are lustful, and are with the waves. What's the use of a person like you to live in the fairy world?
"Is it just to use your fat meat to ban some of the spiritual energy?"
Mao Mo's body trembled: "I'm fighting with you!"
The lame old Taoist shook his hand suddenly, and the skull shot out, swelling in the wind, and opened his mouth and sprayed out a rolling black flame.
Mao Mo said he wanted to fight, but in fact he pulled Liu Kang backed back suddenly.
I have to say that Mao Mo's next move could be regarded as saving his life.
The moment he retreated, he still slapped Wang Jixuan and used some spare force to shake Wang Jixuan away.
This fat fairy is quite loyal.
Wang Jixuan retreated with the situation, but he had no time to escape, and Qu Man had already brought a gun to kill him.
Qu Man despised Wang Jixuan very much. At this moment, he was too lazy to use the "close-body gun technique" to save mana, tighten the spear, inject mana, activate layers of restrictions on the spear, and then shoot Wang Jixuan far away.
Mao Mo also saw this scene.
The fat immortal could only sigh and take good care of his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
He is now in a daze and is too far away from his brother Qin, so he really has no way to save him.
Mao Mo suddenly raised his original spiritual power, and a ring similar to a forbidden appeared on his head. A golden light continued to bloom around him, and his body began to flew up and down at a very fast speed.
The skull came in a mighty way;
Mao Mo fought his life and pulled Liu Kangfei away.
He has no friendship with Liu Kang, but in this situation, if he can wait for Liu Kang to take a breath, he can also play a role. The two seriously injured immortals will be better than the two immortals alone!
On the other side—
Mao Mo couldn't go to see the other side.
Although the Mahayana monks have a promising future, they are just mortals after all.
The difference between immortals and mortals is one day.
Anyway, Brother Qin is almost dead now.
Mao Mo quickly thought about his way to survive and desperately avoided the attacks launched by the lame old Taoist.
At this moment, Liu Kang finally took a breath and pushed Mao Mo suddenly, and the two of them avoided separately.
Seeing this, Mao Mo was overjoyed: "Encircle left and right! Kill him! I'll drag the skull!"
Liu Kang immediately nodded. They were good at golden light magic. At this moment, they took out golden treasure mirrors and immediately attacked the lame old Taoist.
suddenly;
The lame old Taoist opened his lips and a phantom whispered something beside Liu Kang's ear.
Liu Kang's eyes widened, shouted, and rushed towards the lame old Taoist regardless of everything, still shouting:
"I tore you up! You are not allowed to say it!"
"Don't get close to him!"
Mao Mo shouted urgently, but it was half a step late after all.
The black flame of the skull in front of Mao Mo increased greatly, isolating Mao Mo's possibility of forward support;
The lame old Taoist sneered, and more than ten streams of light flashed around him. While Liu Kang was not awake, the rolling black air drowned Liu Kang directly!
"It's over!"
Mao Mo was so anxious that he fucked his feet.
He turned around and wanted to escape, but hesitated a little, wanting to look back and try to save Liu Kang. He happened to see Liu Kang being washed away by a stream of black gas. The lame Taoist dug out Liu Kang's chest with a long sword in his hand, and grabbed Liu Kang's soul little man with one hand————
The old Taoist who had a glass-footed mouth opened his mouth and was about to swallow this little soul.
Mao Mo's eyes were mostly frightened, and he had never seen such a situation in the fairy world.
The lame old Taoist deliberately slowed down;
Mao Mo felt that he was suffering every minute and second at this moment. The evil demon might be about to dig out his soul and swallow it in the next moment.·
Whoosh!
A figure flew backwards and passed by the lame Taoist and Mao Mo.
The two of them were stunned.
Yes, even if he is as cruel as a lame Taoist, his heart has obvious lag at this moment.
no!
What happened to be a slim figure just now?
Mao Mo, the old Taoist Bajiao, and Liu Kang's little soul turned around and looked at the direction where the figure flew away.
Although they could see more clearly with the Immortal consciousness, their subconscious behavior at this moment was to turn their heads and look at the female fairy who flew backwards for a hundred miles and hit a mountain.
That's...
Quman?!
Mao Mo opened his mouth and turned his head to look in the opposite direction, but found that there was no one there.
Next, these three immortals saw the most unacceptable picture they have so far.
The Mahayana male cultivator who should have been easily lost by Qu Man and was lying on the clouds just now had the upper hand!
Qin Zheng’s body was surrounded by a rich golden light, and he turned into a small Buddha, jumped out of the ground, and slapped out golden palm prints with his palms.
Quman's magic power was sealed, and there were dozens of tiny sword marks on his body. At this moment, under the bombardment of golden palm seals, it continued to fall down along with the constantly shattering mountains below.
Qu Man's armor was shattered;
Her long hair was torn off;
The waist is being photographed in half:
Accompanied by a harsh sound of "A mere immortal dares to beat the Mahayana of Poor Dao", the last slap condensed into a golden fist, shattering Qu Man's neck downwards.
Fairy blood splattered.
The little golden man with golden light slowly turned around, opened his mouth and swallowed a handful of pills, and raised his chin to the old Taoist with some slight briskness.
"I have taken away your woman's soul, you old monster."
After saying that, Wang Jixuan took out a ring, and a ray of fairy light turned into the ring, pulling out the female fairy's soul below to seal it.
The seemingly fierce attack of Daozhu Wang is actually just a show of his appearance.
The way he could really win this female fairy was based on the few immortal treasures in his hand, as well as unexpected calculations, plus a little bit of crystal cores and spirit stones stored in the storage magic weapon.
Quman lost in the carelessness.
After Wang Jixuan and Fairy Linglong fought, his body faced a normal and just ascended immortal. Perhaps due to the difference in magical power quality and quantity, he could not face more than ten moves head-on;
But facing these little immortals who are essentially a failure in their practice and have a long life, he has a chance of winning against the battle head-on.
The fairy spirit in his body was even a little more than Quman.
However, Wang Jixuan's move did indeed shock Taoist Bajiao and Mao Mo.
Even though he was shocked, the ruthlessness of the lame Taoist was fully demonstrated in the next moment.
The Taoist grabbed the little man of the soul and swallowed it in one bite, and chewed it hard a few bites!
His body suddenly swelled, and two wings condensed from gray gas appeared behind him.
He growled in a low voice: "Who are you!"
"If you don't change your name or your surname, Qin Zheng!"
Wang Jixuan said lies:
"Brother Mao, you and I will join forces to fight!"
Mao Mo retreated rapidly toward this side, and threw out all kinds of magic weapons in his hand, shouting: "Take your life! Just break through this formation! We can send a message to the fairy world!"
"ridiculous!"
The big lame Taoist roared and rushed forward.
A series of afterimages appeared in the air.
The evil demon fisted violently, dozens of swords flew out from behind, and shot Mao Mo and Wang Jixuan.
Wang Jixuan chuckled, his body was like duckweed, as if he was wandering in the world.
A mysterious and pure sword intent slowly spread out from the world!
Mao Mo fled backwards while escaping.
Then, Mao Mo discovered——
The translucent sword that Wang Jixuan was holding in his hand turned out to be an immortal treasure!
And it is a top-notch fairy treasure!
He, Mao Mo, has been in the middle of this year for so many years, and only has one or two inferior immortal treasures to protect him.
The sword intent swept across, and the sword light bombed!
The formation was filled with light and shadow for a while, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth came and went in a vast way. The formation thousands of miles away nearby was covered with dark clouds, and lightning and thunder were roaring everywhere.
Wang Jixuan's magic power is not superior, but Qingping's sword intent is really powerful. He can still control his own rhythm by attacking the strong with weak.
The Taoist sage released thousands of black gas, but all of the black gases were blocked by Wang Jixuan's sword.
It seemed like a black torrent on one side;
It seems like a green dam on one side;
Fierce collision between heaven and earth!
The black gas cannot cross the line and half a step!
Of course, this is also thanks to Mao Mo constantly bombarding the Taoist priest with various magic weapons.
Mao Mo was a little blushed.
This old man is a fairy who is not good at learning skills. He has a good popularity and weak fighting skills. He loses his Taoist body in the fairy world. At this moment, his offensive is entirely supported by magic weapons, and he can only hide behind Wang Jixuan.
Taoist Wang thought to himself.
He was calculating the arrival of his alien soul puppet and mechanical array group.
When Mudan's voice passed through the headphones, she said, "It's almost the boss."
Wang Jixuan slipped under his feet, as if his magic power was not strong in succession. His sword intent was interrupted and the sword light dissipated. The black gas in front of him that was blocked by him exploded.
He and Mao Mo were unable to dodge, and were directly washed away by the black air, and their bodies shot backwards.
The lame Taoist is unreasonable, and the black energy condenses into thousands of fist shadows, bombarding Wang Jixuan and Mao Mo in an attempt to win with their strength!
Wang Jixuan shouted, and Mao Mo screamed repeatedly.
Bang!
The two of them hit the light wall of the formation hard.
The lame Taoist attack finally stopped, and he looked at the two of them with a smile, and the black and gray aura surrounding their bodies became more and more intense.
Wang Jixuan held Mao Mo and whispered: "Brother - this guy is a little fierce -"
"Damn it! It's you, brother! You really haven't become an immortal? Are you really Mahayana?"
"Some small opportunity."
Ye Ji Xuan sets a shaking on the Adam's apple:
"I haven't had time to say more. I have a secret technique that I can use to borrow your magic power. My sword intent and the sword in my hand may be able to fight him."
Mao Mo said anxiously: "Then what are you waiting for! Be smart!"
"This secret method."
"You are dead!"
The figure of the glass-footed Taoist man shot from behind.
Ye Jixuan pulled Mao Mo's body and retreated to the left, and a pair of wings condensed from light appeared behind him.
Psychological circuit!
Ye Jixuan said with a quick voice: "This secret method is actually something similar to the Master Contract. I need to set a brand on your soul seed!"
"Source!" Mao Mo nodded decisively, "You can live in a more than anything else! Hurry up! What's your mother!"
Ye Ji Xuanji sighed apologetically.
He has no choice.
If he doesn't do this, he will kill Mao Mo with his own hands.
After all, his secret cannot be known, nor can he be directly noticed by the way of heaven.
Ye Jixuan took a deep breath and quickly pinched his marks with both hands: "Brother let go of his soul!"
Mao Mo closed his hands together and emitted golden light on his forehead. The soul Xia Ren'er squeezed out from his forehead, and a Xia sword was spurted out from his mysterious mystery. The Xia sword directly penetrated Mao Mo's soul's forehead.
Mao Mo was shaking a few things.
The black gas behind condensed into blood rain and shot!
Ye Ji Xuan's escape speed suddenly increased. He grabbed Mao Mo's neck with his right hand, and flew backwards like the fat immortal, slamming straight into the light wall of the formation.
Mao Mo shouted in dismay: "This is a formation-
A shadow suddenly appeared outside!
The screen slows down again.
The light wall of the large array appeared in arc, covered with cracks like spider webs, and exploded inward and collapsed. Behind was a black fist as big as a millstone!
Wang Jixuan grabbed Mao Mo and flew past the dark fist. The body to which the dark fist belonged slowly raised his head, and a shocking aura burst out.
The world is darker.
The rolling demonic energy in the formation seemed to have become quiet for a moment.
The dragon python's strange soul, the true body of the puppet.
After thousands of tempering and refining, today you will show your holy sage!
Ye Jixuan's original body pointed at Mao Mo.
Mao Mo could not resist his words.
"Not inform the fairy world, go to the side to watch the battle immediately. Do not release any news to the outside world. Try to wrap this place with the barrier."
Mao Mo's Adam's apple trembled.
He found that although he was a little puzzled by the old man in front of him with the newly formed immortal contract, his body had begun to execute it.
Then Mao Mo watched Ye Jixuan fly backwards and drilled into the second magic squirting body that suddenly appeared and went inside.
The demon body expanded outward and turned into five meters high. The dark red muscles on the body seemed to be able to breathe. A momentum that was not inferior to the ninth-grade true immortal was swept away from the demon body, and the dragon scales on the demon body that were imitating cracks shone with dark gold luster.
Chapter completed!