As the sword shadow slashed towards the Old Dream Fairy, the field shook violently and was suddenly torn apart.

The sword shadow fell on the old dream fairy at the same time, and a large amount of blood immediately gushed out of the old dream fairy's mouth, his eyes looked at the sky blankly, and his body fell down at extreme speed, and Fei Yu Jianzun roared angrily: "Fengshang Daozun, the deity and you are incompatible!"

After roaring, he flew down and fished the old dream fairy back before she hit the ground.

In mid-air, Mo Wuchang's cultivation fell from the early stage of refining the void to the late stage of transforming into a god.

Using this secret method to burn Shouyuan, Mo Wuchang really doesn't worry about Shouyuan, no matter how much Shouyuan he loses, when Xiao Chengzi comes back, his Shouyuan can be made up, if he doesn't use the secret method, a few people on the other side attack him, and it is almost impossible for him to hit the old dream fairy under the siege of several people. He'd rather burn Shouyuan than make that old woman shut her stinky mouth!

A dignified monk who speaks ill of a child is best to be dumb for the rest of his life!

Haokong Dao Venerable's gaze fell on Mo Wuchang, and he seemed to be a little puzzled.

"Is it worth burning a thousand-year-old life, just to seriously injure the old dream fairy and vent your anger for a while?"

If it were him, he would only seize the time to weaken the strength of all opponents.

Of course, a fake is a fake after all, and the opponent can escape, as long as he can't catch up, it's still useless.

Mo Wuchang glanced at him coldly, for a person who had stepped on the Xuantian Sect five times, and could still viciously slander a child, how could he be angry with the Old Dream Fairy for a while? If it weren't for the fact that there were many people on the other side, he would want to kill her today!

"You killed the door in order to seize the ancient inheritance, and poured a basin of dirty water on Xuantian Sect, do you think the deity is just to vent your anger for a while?"

Haokong Daozun was about to say something, but Fei Yu Jianzun settled the old dream fairy, so he raised his sword and killed it.

"Today, the deity will definitely make the blood of Xuantian Sect flow like a river!"

Mo Wuchang sneered: "Maybe it's your blood that spattered three feet!"

As Feiyu Sword Venerable flew up, it brought a sea of fire with a difficult heat wave towards Mo Wuchang, followed by ten thousand small swords with the light of tax profits, and approached Mo Wuchang's face.

Haokong Daozun stood there motionless.

With a wave of Mo Wuchang's sword, a huge sword shadow fell, blocking the way of the sea of fire, and also stopping the tens of thousands of small swords.

The sword qi of the two people in the air came and went, and the battle became more and more intense.

It stands to reason that Mo Wuchang's artistic conception has been consummated, and Fei Yu Jianzun is not his opponent.

But there is a Haokong Dao Venerable on the side, Mo Wuchang is dealing with the non-rain sword Venerable, and he has to be careful of the Haokong Dao Venerable.

One by one, Mo Wuchang is fearless, but the heart of guarding against people is indispensable, the Ancient Sect has no ancient inheritance, and the person who is most worried about Xuantian Sect is Haokong Daozun, he doesn't do it now, he is just waiting for the opportunity to sneak attack.

Of these three people, Mo Wuchang didn't want to let go of any of them.

The momentum on his body skyrocketed again, and when Fei Yu Jianzun saw this, he turned around and wanted to escape.

One time two, two times ripe, this time Mo Wuchang's speed was much faster, and a green world surrounded Fei Yu Sword Venerable.

The muscles on Fei Yu Jianzun's face trembled twice, "It's shameless to use secret methods to forcibly improve your strength again and again!"

Mo Wuchang said: "Aren't you shameless in suppressing Xuantian Sect again and again?"

Once again, with his own domain, Mo Wuchang finally didn't have to be distracted to watch out for Haokong Dao Zun.

"Dead wood in spring!"

A patch of greenery was abundant, and green branches quickly took over the whole world.

Fei Yu Jianzun stood motionless, "The sea of fire is boundless!"

He thought viciously, "Hmph, what if you have a secret method?" Look at how many longevity you can consume!

In the next moment, he found that although the sea of fire could unload the momentum of the branches, it could not completely burn them!

The vitality of these green branches is terrifyingly strong, penetrating the sea of fire, and easily penetrating his Dao robe, leaving small pits, Fei Yu Sword Venerable's heart is not good, too underestimating the strength of false refining void, his long sword flicked, and countless sword lights slashed towards the branches on the ground.

Seeing that Feiyu Jianzun had also fallen into a passive situation, the disciples of the Xuantian Sect below were excited, and their blood was boiling, and they all hoped that Feiyu Jianzun would also end up like the old dream fairy, and it was best to let them have no return.

The green branches were cut off by the sword qi, and new ones grew.

Mo Wuchang used the secret method, but he didn't want to spend it with him, so he raised his sword and killed it.

"Ride the waves!"

A cyan sword qi split the sea of fire in half from the middle with the momentum of riding the wind and waves, and stopped in front of Feiyu Sword Venerable.

Fei Yu Jianzun didn't dare to underestimate the enemy anymore, his body changed and he used the strongest killing move.

"All swords are one!"

Tens of thousands of small swords appeared, slowly condensing together, forming a giant sword, slashing towards Mo Wuchang.

Mo Wuchang did not dodge or dodge, and the green sword in his hand shone with a strange aura.

"Ride the wind and waves!

The sword shadow with a perfect artistic conception flickered, and met the giant sword of the non-rain sword venerable head-on, and the giant sword immediately collapsed into tens of thousands of small swords, and the green sword shadow was still slashing towards the non-rain sword venerable after half of the attack was unloaded.

That's when something happened.

Only the sound of porcelain shattering was heard, and this green world suddenly shattered.

That sword shadow fell on Fei Yu Jianzun, and a lot of blood gushed out of his mouth, but it was much better than the old dream fairy, at least he could still stand up, and he was still in mid-air.

The realm shattered too suddenly, Mo Wuchang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the red light of the shattering realm had reached behind him, and the surrounding temperature suddenly rose, with a hot air that seemed to melt people, rolling towards Mo Wuchang.

The Yuanying Monk of the Xuantian Sect shouted, "Get out of the way!"

It's too late for Mo Wuchang to dodge.

Xiao Jiuli immediately released his ultimate move to try to dissolve the red light, "Ice and snow!"

It's a pity that it's useless, that red light and Mo Wuchang are already close at hand, and they are about to paste Mo Wuchang.

At the last moment, a chill hit, easily freezing the red light, causing it to turn into a wisp of white smoke and disappear into the air.

Mo Wuchang looked back, and just saw Haokong Daozun's face full of consternation at first, and then reacted, kneeling on the ground with a face full of awe, "The juniors were fascinated for a while, and they almost caused a catastrophe, and I hope that the seniors will be angry!"

Fei Yu Jian Zun's fingers trembled slightly, he never expected that Haokong Dao Zun had a hidden back hand that could break through the realm in one fell swoop, and the means to severely damage the Divine Transformation Cultivator, let alone that there was a powerful monk behind Xuantian Sect who could easily intercept and kill moves.

The Yuanying Monk of Xuantian Sect was stunned by this change, and he didn't know who helped Mo Wuchang.

I saw a white-clothed figure of Shengxue walking out of the sea of clouds, and his awe-inspiring gaze fell on Haokong Daozun.

It made Haokong Daozun's body tremble, and his head was pressed lower and lower.

"What world did you come from before you took this body?"