For such a scene, Mo Li was really a little unbelievable for a while.

After all, the sword she threw out already contained all the power of the demigod realm.

Even if it is the white-eyed old man with the earth fairyland, when facing this sword, I am afraid it is more about thinking about how to dodge than resisting.

It's just that Duan Heng, who is only in the acquired realm, can block this sword so easily, how can this make Mo Li not be surprised?

It's just that after Duan Heng took over this soft sword, he didn't pay any attention to the ink glass outside the range of energy, and he didn't even glance at the ink glass at all, as if Duan Heng couldn't detect the strange energy at this time.

Seeing that Duan Heng was still smiling weirdly, he flicked the flying soft sword to the ground with a flick of his fingers.

The soft sword was plunged straight into the stone-paved ground, and because the texture was too soft, the hilt bent the blade straight away.

And Duan Heng said to Ji Su Ling quietly: "The door to death is ready to open, if you want to save your beloved, then prove your determination......"

The voice was very demagogic, even if Mo Li, who was far away from the range of strange energy, heard this voice, he almost couldn't help but feel that no matter what he said, he was right.

That's not to mention those with lowly abilities near the entrance of this secret room at this time.

I saw that after hearing Duan Heng's words, these people couldn't help but bow down directly in the direction where the stone gate was.

Unlike the look of resistance that could still be seen on the faces of the white-eyed old men, the expressions on the faces of these capable people were not to mention deferential, as if they were sincerely obedient to something they didn't know what they were kneeling down at this time.

Seeing that under Duan Heng's words, Ji Suling's face was full of dazed taste, but he didn't know why, a vague feeling gradually appeared in his eyes, and then he slowly walked towards the strange disc.

In this situation, seeing that the ink glass was really impatient, regardless of whether he would step into the direction covered by that strange energy if he took a step forward, after biting the silver teeth, he swept straight towards Ji Suling.

After all, even though Mo Li didn't know what the situation was right now, he also knew that if he was still watching like this, Ji Suling would definitely face a situation of more than one bad luck.

However, after Moli stepped into the place shrouded in strange energy, everything was really as she had feared before.

After only a few steps, I suddenly felt extremely stiff all over my body, until finally, even to the point where I couldn't move.

Compared with the white-eyed old man, the ink glass is very good.

After all, the white-eyed old man had just stepped into this range, and he couldn't move anymore.

But Moli still took a few steps before he felt that his actions were extremely difficult.

Moreover, after Mo Li entered the range of this energy coverage, it did not mean that he couldn't move, but he was still trembling, and he seemed to be able to try his best to break free from this inexplicable shackle.

It's a pity

Mo Li, whose body was hidden in the white mist, was struggling at this time, and no one else could see it.

Except for Duan Heng, who was extremely weird at this time!

As soon as Mo Li stepped into the range covered by the strange energy, Duan Heng's cold eyes swept in the direction where Mo Li was, and then his right hand swung towards the soft sword that was wilting on the ground.

I saw that this soft sword suddenly seemed to have taken some stimulant, and it straightened up with a bang.

Exactly like an indescribable object reacts to a stimulus......

And in the blink of an eye, I saw that this soft sword flew straight into Duan Heng's hand.

In the blink of an eye, Duan Heng passed by Ji Suling, who was slowly walking towards the disc, and swept in the direction where Moli was located with lightning speed.

The speed is comparable to that of a demigod realm master running with all his might.

Only Duan Heng of the Acquired Realm can show this kind of speed that the white-eyed old man may not be able to use, which is really a bit too amazing.

The ink glass in the white mist had already released the cultivation of the whole body, and at this time, there was also a certain amount of reaction time for Duan Heng's sudden attack.

It's just that in a short moment, Mo Li seemed a little hesitant.

At this time, she hesitated whether she should do her best to withdraw from the shroud of these strange energies, or fight with Duan Heng, who was on the upper body of this ghost, regardless of it, and she had to save Ji Suling.

But in this case, she must no longer have any room to spare, and the smoke used to cover her shame can no longer condense......

And in an instant, Mo Li had already made a choice.

I saw that Duan Heng was holding a soft sword that was so straight that it couldn't be straighter, and instantly pierced into the white mist.

Clusters of objects could be seen in the whole cloud of white smoke, and they were turning rapidly.

Like a dragon swimming in the clouds, looming.

It's a pity that no one else has the opportunity to enjoy such a scene at this time.

After all, either the white-eyed old man and Ji Suling couldn't turn back, or the other capable ones bowed their heads to the ground, so pious that they would raise their heads to watch the sudden fight?

And after two or three sonorous sounds came out, I saw that the originally thick white fog faintly dissipated.

The ink glass in the white mist and the figure of Duan Heng slowly became clear.

It's just that the figures of these two people, none of them are stationary.

Duan Heng was holding his sword, not only slashing at the white silk that suddenly blocked his attack.

After each sword swing, a crisp metal crash can be heard.

The white silk, which should have been extremely soft, was as hard as iron after forming a large cluster one by one, and it made such a sound.

It's a pity that the soft sword in Duan Heng's hand at this time, as long as it is held in his hand, it is an extraordinary product, even if it is a hard piece of iron, I am afraid that under the blade of this soft sword, it will have a hardness with white tofu.

I saw that the clusters of white silk were directly invisible and broken after the soft sword was slashed.

It was just the purpose of the airway to confuse Duan Heng's attack direction.

And the figure of Mo Li has already appeared

Come, if there are outsiders watching at this time, they will inevitably question whether such a tall woman is not the Lori-like wine fairy at the beginning.

At this time, Mo Li's body was tall, and he was using a white-haired weapon to divide into countless strings of skills towards Duan Heng, who was holding a sword.

After all, Mo Li, who vaguely knew the power of this weapon, also knew that if he attacked from different directions, no matter how sharp the sword in the enemy's hand was, as long as the person holding the sword was not careful, he would inevitably be defeated by this all-round attack.

It's a pity that at this time, Duan Heng's swordsmanship was quite successful, and the sword light that danced flashed in front of him to create a tight barrier.

Except for Mo Li's countless white hairs being cut off, none of them had crossed the long sword in Duan Heng's hand at all.

(End of chapter)