The spell rebounded, and the Jindan real person had never expected that he was hit by his own spell and turned into fragments in the sky with a bang.~~~~

Another Jindan real person who resisted Mo Bei's two great sword spirits was stunned.

His eyes were cold. Before the sword spirit came, he took out a strange pill and took it directly.

The demonic energy on his body became several times stronger in an instant.

Mo Bei's eyes narrowed, and he was a little surprised, but he still controlled the sword energy storm and blasted over.

The Jindan Zhenren roared, and endless demonic energy surged out, and the demonic energy broke through the air and destroyed everything. He immediately blocked Mo Bei's two sword spirits!

Afterwards, he flew directly over and suddenly tugged his palm towards Mo Bei. A huge palm suddenly appeared in the void, and he rushed towards Mo Bei.

The huge palm seemed to wrap Mo Bei in.

Mo Bei's heart trembled slightly, the magic sword in his hand danced, and the colorful sword energy kept erupting and slashed out in anger.

"Die for me!"

The demon cultivator stepped on the void, and the rumbled terrifying demonic energy came towards Mo Bei.

I saw his fists dancing together, and the huge fist surrounded by black air penetrated through the void. The sky and the earth rolled and the void seemed to be violently ups and downs.

"cut!"

The magic sword slashed forward again, and a loud bang, the sword energy was destroyed by the fist, and the terrifying fist wind kept whistling.

He patted Mo Bei's face, causing him to feel a faint pain.

"Raise, Sword Spirit!"

Mo Bei did not dare to hesitate and immediately used the strongest sword move.

The white light flashed in Xiao Xuan's body, and it suddenly became several times stronger. Then it flashed as fast as lightning. It was the spell that Mo Bei learned in the Aolong Nine Arts!

This spell is called "Shooting the Heavenly Dragon" and "Peeling the North Sea!

The sword spirit rushed away and directly hit the giant fist surrounded by black air.

"Bang bang bang..."

The terrible fluctuations immediately penetrated the giant fist and hit the demon cultivator the next moment.

"This is impossible..." The demon cultivator looked disbelief and made a series of "hissing" sounds in his body.

Then it exploded and turned into a bloody rain.

But Xiao Xuan suddenly became listless, his whole body reduced by half, and he instantly returned to Mo Bei's body and began to recover.

"Senior Brother Lu!"

Such a loud noise immediately attracted the attention of other demon cultivators, and they all showed fierce faces, as if they wanted to swallow Mo Bei alive.

But at this time, the purple electric dragon grabbed this gap and burst out with a sharp momentum.

The terrifying power permeated. The terrifying arc broke out and instantly bombarded the opponent.

They screamed and turned around and ran away. One of them did not escape and was immediately blown into thousands of pieces by Xiao Zi!

Mo Bei slowly exhaled his breath, his body swayed, and sprayed it on Xiao Xuan in one breath.

With this breath spurted out, Mo Bei immediately became three points weak and hurriedly took out the pill and took it, while Xiao Xuan immediately returned to normal.

This is also the magic in the Aolong Nine Arts, called the Huichun Dragon Mile Returning Spirit True!

Transfer the damage received by the sword spirit to a person. People can take pills to recover, but the sword spirit cannot.

Then, the Xuanshui True Dragon carried Mo Bei and flashed constantly in this area with the purple electric dragon.

The water column, purple arc, erupted in the sky.

In a blink of an eye, seven or eight demon cultivators were killed one after another.

However, when they swam again and wanted to go to another battle group.

Suddenly, a terrifying crisis came, causing Mo Bei's hair to stand up and felt a biting cold all over his body.

"laugh……"

A dazzling sword light suddenly burst out from the void and assassinated towards him.

The dazzling sword light made his eyes unable to open for a moment, as if he was lost.

The sharp and boundless sword seemed to stab him in the next moment and directly kill him.

Mo Bei's heart suddenly trembled, and he roared wildly to the sky. The little purple sword spirit exploded instantly and attached to Mo Bei. It seemed that a giant sword that reached the sky appeared on him, trying to cut through the heavens and earth, and directly towards the people in the sky.

This is also the magic recorded in the Aolong Nine Arts, called the sword spirit possessed by the sky!

"Boom!" The opponent's sword light shattered and the figure exploded.

The person who attacked Mo Bei was instantly cut into two pieces in the violent sword energy and fell down.

A hint of anger flashed in the little Xuan dragon's pupils. It did not check for a moment and did not find the person, causing the owner to fall into danger.

Fortunately, Mo Bei is strong himself, otherwise he would have really died at the hands of the other party.

But Xiao Xuan couldn't help but feel angry, and a pillar of water bombarded directly.

A "boom" sound!

The other party's corpse fell less than twenty feet and was hit in an instant, without even the scum left.

Mo Bei patted Xiao Xuan's head, but a hint of fear appeared in his heart, "This person is actually hiding so deep. If I move a little slower, the consequences will be unimaginable."

After calming down his mind, Mo Bei looked around and said to himself: "After killing for so long, the demon cultivators here have been cleaned up."

Looking at the dead and wounded disciples of You Shen Sect, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

He turned around and looked at the battle group that was still fighting there, with a solemn expression, patted Xiaoxuan gently, and said, "Let's go!"

The little Xuanlong roared, swam quickly, and flew there with the purple electric dragon.

"Boy, you have a good reaction. You can even avoid that blow." A hoarse voice preached Mo Bei's ears.

"But, you can only get here!"

A trembling shout came, like thunder.

With Mo Bei's current cultivation level, his heart trembled, and his head buzzed, almost falling from the top of Xiao Xuan's head.

Xiao Xuan and Xiao Zi roared, and a hint of fear flashed in their pupils.

At the same time, a blurred figure suddenly shot from a distance, and just a few flashes appeared in front of Mo Bei.

Mo Bei shook his head, then he woke up from his dizziness and looked at the place not far from him.

An old man was standing there.

This person has white hair and skinny skin and bones. It seems like a gust of wind can blow.

But Mo Bei's face was heavy and he did not dare to relax at all.

It’s just because the other party is a late-stage cultivator in the Golden Elixir realm!

"The sword spirit with the strength of the Golden Pill Stage. There is also one that has the perfect strength of the Foundation Establishment Stage. You, a disciple of the Taixu Sect, are not simple!"

The skinny old man stared at the two dragon sword spirits, with a slightly surprised tone.

"From the war started, I have killed many disciples. You can say that I have met the strongest monk."

"In a radius of hundreds of feet, only you and a few disciples of You Shen Sect there..."

The old man finished speaking. A few black threads rose from his hand, and the palms stretched out, and a few black threads shot out immediately.

Xiao Xuan growled, swam his body, and instantly avoided these black filaments.

However, the person targeting these thin filaments was not him at all, but a disciple of Youshen Sect in the distance.

"Puff..."

For a moment, screamed repeatedly. Several disciples of Youshen Sect all lay on the ground.

"Now you are the only one left here." The old man said calmly.

Listening to the old man's words, Mo Bei's eyes suddenly condensed, and the old man seemed to have eliminated them at a fixed point to deal with them.

Looking at Mo Bei, the old man looked cold and his figure flashed. He slapped his right palm suddenly, as if a demon dragon was assassinated from it, and a terrible vortex appeared in the space, emitting destructive power, strangling forward.

The purple electric dragon swam, roaring towards the sky, spitting thunder, and slamming towards the old man.

However, the vortex seemed to be able to destroy everything, and a hissing sound came out, instantly destroying the thunder.

At the same time, the terrifying power swept towards the purple electric dragon and instantly penetrated the purple electric dragon's body.

"roar……"

The purple electric Qiulong felt pain, and a blood hole as big as a bowl of mouth appeared on his abdomen, and the blood kept surging.

The old man did not stop his movements, as if he wanted to kill the Zi Electric Qiulong in one fell swoop.

I saw his palms turn, demonic energy rage, endless tentacles emerge, and overwhelmingly rushing over.

How could Mo Bei let him do his best? His spiritual power was circulating wildly and kept injecting into Xiao Xuan's body.
To be continued...