The two fists collided violently, and the iron pimple movement suddenly stagnated, and the whole thing seemed to have become a sculpture, motionless, and fell straight down. ．

Mo Fei held the big fireball in his right hand, and in addition to the spiritual water that had been prepared for a long time, his left hand also had to use the second kind of talisman force to soar into the sky.

Using two kinds of talisman at the same time, the loss of spiritual power is quite serious, and when he first became a spirit pattern master, he will definitely not be able to hold on.

But even now, with the Nine Palaces Spirit Pattern constantly drawing spiritual power from the spirit world, this load is not so easy to bear, especially his current state is already very bad.

But the opportunity is just around the corner, if you don't seize it in time, wait for the yin beast to recover, and then join forces with the yang beast, the consequences are really unpredictable.

He didn't look at the yang beast that fell from in front of him, he bit the tip of his tongue, and kept a little awake from the burst of vertigo, holding the big fireball in his right hand, and rushed towards the shadow that was likely to be the yin beast like lightning.

Rumble!

The flames exploded, and a terrible scream came from inside.

Seeing the shadow sink into the boundless sea of fire with his own eyes, Mo Fei just breathed a sigh of relief, and the nerves that had been tense relaxed a little, and this terrible scream seemed to have turned into countless invisible golden needles, all of which pierced into his brain.

A burst of intense stabbing pain struck, and Murphy screamed, holding his head, and fell to the ground in great pain.

"Damn, this yin beast still has such a means when it is dying. ”

"No, I have to hold back, there are still yang beasts eyeing over there. ”

Knowing that this was the Yin Beast's counterattack before he died, the stinging pain in his brain kept coming, and he felt as if he was dancing on the verge of death, and the feeling of being dead and alive made him almost collapse.

"Hold on!

He mentally warned himself again and again, constantly thinking about other things to divert his attention, but the intense stinging pain seemed to crack open his head, and he felt nothing but pain.

In the sea of fire, the shadow of the constant screams finally disappeared completely.

At the same time, the white-robed old man's face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his body shook, and he almost fell directly.

But the white-robed old man completely ignored his own injuries, and even reminded the black-robed old man beside him extremely anxiously:

"Black old ghost, hurry up and kill him, don't hesitate!"

This Muzi master has just overturned the entire Immortal Sect almost single-handedly, and the sect master Li Daoxin and a group of peak masters and deputy peak masters, everyone wants to kill him. But if you really want to do it, considering the Fu Wu headquarters behind this Muzi master, they don't have the courage to do it yet.

"Elder Yin, he is the decision-maker of the Fu Wu Headquarters, he is really going to die in our Imperial Beast Immortal Sect, and he angers the Fu Wu Headquarters, what should we do?"

Sect Master Li Daoxin nervously whispered that he wanted to kill this Muzi master more than anyone else, but he didn't dare, because this Muzi master had the support of the Fuwu headquarters behind him. In the same way, he really couldn't understand, why did Yin Lao dare to do it?

"Hmph, Sect Master, is that all that vision and courage like that?"

The white-robed old man coughed again and again, his face was pale, he couldn't say a word, and he sat down decisively and closed his eyes to breathe.

On the contrary, the black-robed old man took a deep breath, put away his love for talent, and while contacting the Iron Pimple Yang Beast, he did not forget to reprimand the sect leader Li Daoxin.

"This guy's strength is not weak, his toughness is too strong, and our two elders can't hold it down. Just now, the old ghost of Yin let the soul beast explode to death, which severely damaged this guy's spiritual world, if you can't take this opportunity to kill him quickly, and wait for him to regain consciousness, the old man and I alone can't stop him. ”

"Our Immortal Sect only has two choices now, first, is to wait for him to come to his senses, and then explode in anger and completely destroy the entire Immortal Sect; second, kill him now, and then find a way to slowly dissolve the anger of the Fu Wu Headquarters. ”

The black-robed old man had a calm face, and glanced at Sect Master Li Daoxin with great dissatisfaction:

"No matter how wasteful you are, you are still the master of a sect, with these two choices, you still don't understand what to do, right?"

Sect Master Li Daoxin's face was very unsightly, he was also the head of a sect of the Imperial Beast Immortal Sect, but now in front of almost everyone in the entire sect, he was reprimanded like this by the Supreme Elder, and he couldn't stand it on anyone.

But after a moment of silence, he still endured his unhappiness and nodded in understanding.

To put it simply, the two Supreme Elders of Yin and Yang both underestimated this Muzi master.

They thought that with the two beasts of yin and yang, they were not afraid that they would not be able to suppress this Muzi master, and as long as they were in charge, they could forcibly detain this Muzi master in the Imperial Beast Immortal Sect as the elder of the town sect.

In this way, they would not anger the Fu Wu Headquarters, and they would also be able to avoid the danger of the Imperial Beast Immortal Sect.

But now it's different, as soon as the Yin Beast dies, Yin Lao's strength is greatly damaged, and he can't make a move in a short period of time, and Yang Lao alone is not the opponent of this Muzi Master at all.

It was precisely because he realized the threat of this Muzi master that Yang Lao, who had just returned a mouthful of a little kid, directly changed his name to that guy at this time.

What about being old? The strength is not as good as others, even if it is a bachelor who scolds when he wants to, he is embarrassed to continue to call Mo Fei a boy.

Since no one in the entire Imperial Beast Immortal Sect could suppress this Muzi Master, in order to avoid a devastating blow to the Immortal Sect, they could only take the risk and take the opportunity to kill this Muzi Master.

Killing Master Muzi will definitely anger the Fu Wu Headquarters, but this is always a matter for the future. And now, if they don't take the opportunity to kill this Muzi master, and wait for the other party to recover, where will the Immortal Sect be? Maybe they will be directly destroyed by the angry other party later.

The black-robed old man was very entangled in his heart, he liked Mo Fei's temperament very much, but in order to save the Immortal Sect from possible annihilation, he had to kill the killer.

Although the Yin Beast had disappeared and the boundless tingling in his brain had lessened a lot, the feeling of being dead and alive was still not something that anyone could withstand.

Mo Fei fell to the ground, holding his head, trembling all over, reminding himself over and over again to get up quickly, but his body did not obey at all.

And at this moment, the fiery iron pimple yang beast strode up, and the hot steel fist was merciless, decisively smashing towards Mo Fei on the ground.

Mo Fei is now completely unable to resist, and even the Guardian Spirit Pattern is unable to contact and activate because the spirit world has been severely damaged.

He is now like the weakest, and he is also an unguarded spiritual realm powerhouse, and if the fist of the iron pimple is really going to fall, it will definitely be directly crushed into a mess of flesh.

Seeing that the steel fist was getting closer and closer to Mo Fei on the ground, a voice suddenly came from high in the sky:

"Fu Wu, Double Dragon Society!"

Roar!

Two phantom dragons fell from the sky, and as soon as the Iron Pimple Yang Beast raised its head, it was decisively knocked back by the dragon.

A figure fell lightly in front of Mo Fei, holding guns in both hands, and glanced at the immortal disciples around the main hall, the corners of his mouth slightly curled:

"Yo, the Imperial Beast Immortal Sect is really polite, in order to welcome my arrival, it actually put on such a big formation, which makes me a little embarrassed. ”

The black-robed old man's face sank, and he snorted coldly: "Kill!"

Iron Pimple's eyes flashed, the flames of his whole body soared, and he roared to break through the shackles of the two giant dragons, raised his hot steel fist, and swept past the spear-wielding youth like lightning, and rushed in front of Mo Fei again.

"The strength is good, take my trick and try it, Fu Wu, ten thousand catties falling!"

At the same time as the voice sounded, I saw a short young man who was only three feet tall, raising a thick mace with both hands, roaring down from the sky, and decisively colliding with the iron pimple.