The power of the realm tore apart everything around it, the blood and ice on the ground were surging and undulating like waves on the surface of the sea, the hurricane was howling, and the dark blue extreme cold and low temperature crackled and swept through, and this fierce battle entered the most dangerous stage. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wind Dragon Tu Lao's face turned red, that was a manifestation of the upsurge of qi and blood, controlling this immature domain realm, the speed of consuming yuan power was quite large, in the cultivation world, no one could support the complete domain realm.

Mo Jiuyou was even more uncomfortable, and he continued to perform his ultimate, his consumption was much more than that of the Wind Dragon Tu, and he was already powerless, after all, he was an alien who was resurrected in a sleeping state of skeletons, and a large part of his cultivation was obtained by absorbing fairy spirit stones.

Rumble!

The blue light exploded between the two of them, and the two Broken Realms erupted with terrifying reaction forces, knocking them both away at the same time!

This tragic result confirms that at this moment, the strength of Mo Jiuyou and Wind Dragon Tu is half a catty, and no one can get too much of a bargain, so they can only lose both!

The realm dissipated in an instant, and both of them fell on the edge of the messy square, covered in blood and ice slag.

Wind Dragon Tu directly spurted out a puddle of blood, and the old face was a little sluggish.

Mo Jiuyou's pale face spasmed twice, and the blood that spit out to his mouth swallowed back again, and a wolf howl came out of his throat, which bounced up in an instant, like a sharp arrow shot out, and the hideous figure turned into a huge fist, smashing towards the place where the wind dragon slaughtered the ground!

Although the attack was fierce, it was a pity that he forgot who his opponent was, and if he was faster alone, it would be impossible for Mo Jiuyou to catch up with the upper hand Dragon Tu.

The two of them launched a crazy chase in the sky, the behavior of the wind dragon slaughter completely ignited the anger of Mo Jiuyou, both of them were seriously injured, but they fought endlessly, from Chonggao City Square, all the way to the outside of the city, along the way, the house collapsed, the wind swept the clouds, sprinkled frost pieces, a small half of the city was wiped out......

Immortals fight, mortals don't get close, although these two people are not true immortals, they are not much different from true immortals, which monk dares to approach the battlefield where they fight?

"Mo Jiuyou, the old man appeared this time, and he intended to discuss a very important matter with you, but he didn't want you to be so stubborn and empty-eyed, which is really a shame for the Ice Clan!"

"Shut up, old thief Mao, in front of this seat, how can you be allowed to exist!" Mo Jiu hated that he couldn't use the void air to shatter and destroy the Wind Dragon Slayer, but after repeated battles, he was no longer able to perform such a big move.

The two extreme masters killed the barren mountains and mountains, shattered several 10,000-meter peaks in a row, uprooted the towering giant trees, and scattered the birds and beasts.

"Haha, the old man has not met an opponent for 10,000 years, today's battle, happy, happy!" The wooden staff of the Wind Dragon Slaughter has long since disappeared, his clothes are tattered, covered with ice slag, the blood at the corners of his mouth has frozen, and his eyebrows and hair are full of frost.

The pitch-black armor on Mo Jiuyou's body was also shattered, revealing the white bones on his chest, and the red heart in his chest was looming, he was originally a skeleton zombie, his divine consciousness was immortal, and he needed to use the blood of the fairy spirit stone and the descendants of the Ice Clan as the introduction to resurrection, with the sharp increase in consumption in a short period of time, his true appearance would also be revealed, and he would become a skeleton man again!

Seeing the moment of Wind Dragon Tu's wild laughter, Mo Jiuyou teleported in front of him with all his strength, freezing a large area of space around him, this time Wind Dragon Tu's movements were slightly slower, as if he was determined to fight, no longer dodging, a fierce wind that tore through the space slapped directly towards the opponent's skull, the terrifying wind blew over, and Wind Dragon Tu's thin body was frozen again!

This violent wind directly tore Mo Jiuyou's scalp, swept away his long hair and armor, and threw Mo Jiuyou's entire person to the opposite cliff, shattering the peak of several thousand meters!

The two of them were injured again, and this time they were really powerless to fight again!

Mo Jiuyou crawled out of the gravel pile under the cliff, his bloody face and the miserable appearance of the white bones looked extremely terrifying, people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts.

However, the Wind Dragon Slayer was frozen, reduced to a humanoid sculpture in a huge block of ice, and could not get out of it from serious injuries.

These two arrogant old guys, either of them are old monsters that are more than tens of thousands of years old, but they fight to the death, not like words.

Mo Jiuyou staggered over, and after just a few steps, he stopped his steps.

Wind Dragon Slayer also stopped struggling, and at the foot of this rubble boiling mountain, at some point, a third person appeared!

This person is naturally Ye Fan, who has been secretly following them, if the two tigers fight, there will be an injury, and now it seems that this is a lose-lose situation, and the opportunity is extremely rare!

Mo Jiuyou stared at Ye Fan with a pair of cold and sassy eyes, and raised his hand to be a light of destruction, although he couldn't cast an all-round void air explosion, it was more than enough to use a one-on-one point line attack.

After secretly observing for so long, Ye Fan had already thoroughly understood the details of the two of them, and he had already prepared in his heart, and moved lightly to the side, avoiding this fatal move.

He hooked his finger at Mo Jiu Yaoyao and smiled, "What, no, what about the momentum that just slaughtered 10,000 people?"

"Die!" Mo Jiuyou was already very hot, and after he was reborn, he ran into the old bastard Wind Dragon Slayer, which exhausted his Yuan Force, and now someone dares to humiliate himself in person, how can he swallow this breath!

The two palms suddenly changed, bent into the shape of dragon claws, and the fierce attack was instantly killed, the void was torn apart by the Dao crack, and the fingertips were like knife light cutting through the distance between the two, sneering and exploding!

Jingle Bell-

A continuous metallic sound sounded, and Mo Jiuyou's fingers all hit a big ding, and at this moment, Ye Fan directly threw the Jing Ding to attack!

Seeing this big ding, the two old eyes of the frozen Wind Dragon Tu shone straight through, as if they had seen a rare beauty!

"You've already died once, haven't you?Why don't you stay in the coffin honestly and run out to do evil?" Ye Fan stood on the edge of the Dingkou above Jing Ding, hugged his arms, and looked at Mo Jiuyou condescendingly.

This feeling of being looked down upon made Mo Jiuyou extremely unhappy, carrying a pair of cold eyes, staring up at Ye Fan, and suddenly flew over without saying a word!

Mo Jiuyou's nature is unruly, domineering and arrogant, how can he allow people to be taller and stronger than him, looking down on himself?

This young monk who suddenly appeared and dared to pluck the feathers in the tiger's mouth must pay the price of death!

Ye Fan condescendingly watched Mo Jiu Youfei pounce on, and Jing Ding skyrocketed, holding his figure aloft and quickly widening the distance between the two.

Mo Jiuyou has been chasing, but Ye Fan has been rising, in the blink of an eye, Jing Ding has exceeded the height of the mountain peak on the side, but between the two, there is still a span of more than ten meters!

One is like a king on top, and the other is a wrecked body full of holes!

He couldn't even reach the enemy's clothes, this grievance made Mo Jiuyou's anger to the limit, and after a roar that shook the heavens and the earth, the skin and flesh on his body began to peel off, but the speed of rushing up was much faster.

He is forcibly burning life force and briefly increasing combat effectiveness!

After the unremitting fierce battle with the Wind Dragon Slayer, he is already in a state of running out of oil and lamps, and doing so is undoubtedly accelerating his demise!

Ye Fan had a vague smile on his face, and when that smile fell in Mo Jiuyou's eyes, it was like a thorn in the flesh in his eyes, and he hated it to the bone, and he hated to wipe the corners of his mouth with his own hands and tear his cheeks!

Restricted by strength, Jing Ding's skyrocketing was not endless, Ye Fan quietly slowed down, waiting for Mo Jiuyou to catch up, when the two were only a few meters away, the space-time roulette flew out of the sea of divine consciousness, and Mo Jiuyou's body was frozen in mid-air!

A bright light flashed, and the anti-heaven finger easily pierced through Mo Jiuyou's eyebrows!

The endless unwillingness and anger made this descendant of the Ice Clan burst out with a shocking roar at the moment of death, and the time and space ripples trembled fiercely, almost unable to trap him!

However, this last struggle was also in vain, Ye Fan directly smashed Jing Ding's tens of millions of catties of huge force towards Mo Jiuyou, and easily shot him down!

The ferocity of the past is too dramatic compared to the fall at this moment, and Mo Jiuyou, the fifth ancestor of the Ice Clan, is not really invincible in the world, he is really immortal.

Jing Ding smashed down, smashing Mo Jiuyou's body into the rubble.

Ye Fan floated down, approached Mo Jiuyou's scarred bones, raised his hand to pick off his storage ring, and turned around to leave.

There is the refining lamp he needs, and there is no need to worry about other things.

"Little friend, please stay!" A divine sense voice floated in, it was the Wind Dragon Slayer who was sealed in the ice.

Ye Fan glanced at the old man, Jing Ding flew over with a bang, smashing the ice, and also shocked the Wind Dragon Tu with a violent cough, choking out several mouthfuls of blood.

But fortunately, this impact finally allowed Wind Dragon Tu to get out.

"Ahem, this little friend, the old man Fenglong Tu, thank you for your help. After getting out of trouble, Wind Dragon Tu wiped the blood on the side of his mouth and walked towards Ye Fan.

"There's no need to say thank you, I'm just taking advantage of the danger of others, just take what you need, don't leave it at that!" Ye Fan didn't want to make any more extraneous branches, this old man's strength was not much worse than Mo Jiuyou's, and it was better to be less involved and entangled with such a person.

Without waiting for the old man to say anything, Ye Fan immediately teleported out thousands of miles away, away from the land of right and wrong.

Then there was a series of teleportations, spanning tens of thousands of miles, hiding in a dense uninhabited forest, Ye Fan opened Mo Jiuyou's storage ring and found the refining lamp.

In addition to the refining lamp, there are some strange things in this ring, a bottle of yellowed pills in a bottle of pills, which has been thought of for many years, a few pieces of dark ancient jade, I don't know what is famous, and a jade slip, which seems to be used to store some information, in addition, the most conspicuous thing is a white seven-leaf grass, the moment he saw this grass, Ye Fan immediately realized its preciousness!

This is a fairy grass that makes the surrounding void ripple! The breath released by the leaves is very unique, it can survive without soil, when holding it in his hand, Ye Fan felt a strong vitality, penetrated into his divine sense, and immediately filled the energy he had just consumed!

"The fairy grass that nourishes the soul!" A hint of joy appeared on his face, this fairy grass was exactly what he desperately needed! If he had this fairy grass, he would definitely be able to recover his divine consciousness and body as soon as possible!

"Ah, Wuyun Soul Nourishing Grass!Good baby!" The exclamation came from the left front, Ye Fan was immediately startled, and he was stunned, only to hear that it was the old man who was slaughtered by the wind dragon!