The power of ten true dragons, this is only the most basic strength of a mid-Yuan Infant cultivator.

Rao is like this, generally the monks in the early stage of the Yuan Infant will flee with their lives after encountering it, after all, the gap in the power of the true dragon is too big, if it is a battle, it is simply looking for death!

But on the contrary, Fang Yi just wants to 'find death'!

When the power of these ten true dragons blasted towards Fang Yi, Fang Yi propped up a golden shield, and the ten magic powers that seemed to be true dragons bombarded his golden shield.

Rumble!!!

The power of the true dragon bombarded the golden shield, and I saw that the golden shield shook rapidly, like a lonely boat swaying in a storm, and it could be overturned at any time.

But that's it, Fang Yi was in it, his expression remained unchanged, calm and calm, he didn't change color at all, he seemed very calm.

But the Moshan Demon King didn't notice, he just sneered, the power of ten true dragons, to kill a human race monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, this couldn't be simpler in his eyes.

Boom! Boom!

The black magic collided with the golden shield, causing countless waves of light to flood out, constantly sweeping out in all directions.

These attacks were extremely powerful, quickly drowning Fang Yi in them, in the process, Fang Yi didn't make a single move, let him be beaten, and this fell in Mo Shan's eyes, he just thought that the other party had no power to fight back.

Thinking about it, how can a monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant still have a chance to make a move in front of a monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant?

Not far away, Mawson watched this scene, his brows furrowed slightly, and he died like this?

Although in Mo Sen's heart, Fang Yi shouldn't die so easily, judging from the current situation, Fang Yi seemed to be certain to die.

However, the more this is the case, the more a sense of foreboding arises in Mawson's heart.

And Mo Shan looked at the place that was completely wrapped in black ** power, Fang Yi, who was holding up the golden shield, had already been submerged in it, and he laughed out loud.

"Haha! This king said, you are just a human race, and you can't make any waves in front of this king. Mo Shanliu decided that Fang Yi was already dead, and his eyes turned to Xiao Xiao and Nana.

"Two little girls, come and accompany this king, following this king is indispensable to your benefits, and that black animal, belong to this king, become the king's mount, this king can spare your life!"

In a short period of time, Mo Shan had already begun to distribute his 'spoils', and in his eyes, Fang Yi was already a dead person.

"Fuck your uncle!" The ruffian Qilin was very unhappy, it was a holy beast, and this middle demon king actually wanted it to be a mount?

Lao Tzu is a holy beast, a rui beast, even if you want to be a mount, at least you have to be a strong person of the Nine Tribulations, even if you are a Yuan Infant Realm, you dare to let Lao Tzu be a mount?

"Beasts are bold!" Mo Shan shouted: "Surrender quickly, otherwise this king will make you unable to survive and die!"

The fierce light in the ruffian Qilin's eyes flickered, and finally spit out two words at Mo Shan: "you!"

Mo Shan was furious, this animal is too arrogant!

"This king is going to kill you!" Mo Shanqi came from his heart and shouted angrily.

But at this moment, from the churning black ** force, a cold voice suddenly sounded: "That animal is Lao Tzu's pet, if you want to move it, you have to ask me first!"

The ruffian Qilin's eyes glared: "Damn! Boy, when will this seat become your pet?!"

"Hmm? Aren't you dead yet? Mo Shan's face changed, and he immediately sneered: "Since you don't die, you have a bit of ability, and this king will play with you!"

"I don't want to play with you!"

Suddenly, the tumbling black ** force was suddenly exploded directly by the dazzling golden light at this time, and in the golden light, a figure seemed to have escaped from the prison, draped in golden glow, and rushed towards Mo Shan.

At this moment, Fang Yi's speed was beyond common sense, he didn't even leave an afterimage, and he arrived in front of Mo Shan in an instant.

"What?!" Mo Shan was shocked, the other party's speed was so fast.

Before Mo Shan could come back to his senses, Fang Yi had already launched an attack on Mo Shan, directly blasting out with his fist.

In an instant, several golden fist prints blasted towards Mo Shan.

Mo Shan resisted them one by one, and immediately sneered: "The early stage of the Yuan Infant is only the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and this kind of attack is not effective against this king at all. "He's incomparable.

However, in the next moment, a finger light suddenly came towards Mo Shan.

This finger light is full of annihilation, the wind stops and the rain howls, like everything is quiet, in Mo Shan's eyes, there is only this finger light.

Shout!

The finger light passed directly through Mo Shan's belly.

A blood hole instantly appeared on Mo Shan's abdomen, the blood hole was exactly a finger wide, and the red blood flowed out, Mo Shan looked down and stood there.

The next moment, Mo Shan suddenly let out a roar.

"You dare to hurt this king!" Mo Shan was furious.

"I'm not only going to hurt you, but I'm going to kill you!" Fang Yi said coldly.

For Fang Yi, it was not difficult to deal with a mid-Yuan Infant Demon Clan, the Starlight Ten Thousand Killing Finger he used just now to hit the enemy was not just as simple as bleeding, it would also have side effects.

Otherwise, why would the Starlight Ten Thousand Killing Technique be the royal level of the Nangong family, it must be terrifying.

And soon, the side effects on Mo Shan's body were manifested, Mo Shan's speed gradually became sluggish, his magic power also became condensed like a thick slurry at this moment, and his combat ability was weakened by half.

Mo Shan naturally found out about this, and he was terrified, what was going on?!

However, what made Mo Shan feel even more terrifying was still to come, Fang Yi's speed was getting faster and faster, it was far beyond the range of Mo Shan's spiritual sense, and he couldn't lock it, Fang Yi had too many void steps and ancient teleportation arrays in his body, how could Mo Shan be able to catch up with his speed?

Soon, there were more and more wounds on Mo Shan's body, and almost every time Fang Yi landed an attack, Mo Shan's body would be injured.

Eventually, a huge golden fist like a small mountain was aimed at Mo Shan, about to blast away.

"Fellow Daoists, slow down!" a cry came from Mawson, who was not far away.

But Fang Yi is still unabated.

Na Mo Sen was anxious, his face was full of anxiety, and he shouted again: "Daoyou's subordinates are merciful, I am willing to send Daoyou Lingyuan!"

Hearing this, Fang Yicai finally stopped, and he withdrew his golden fist.

However, this did not mean that he would not kill Mo Shan, he beckoned to take out a purple rope, which was snatched from the Zixia Fairy, and had already been refined by Fang Yi, after Fang Yi moved his mind, this purple rope immediately entangled Mo Shan.

Then Fang Yi turned his head to look at Mo Sen and said, "My patience is a little bad, if it is a spirit level or a king-level spirit source, don't talk about it!"

There was obviously a look of confusion and hesitation on Mo Sen's face, and after a while, Mo Sen finally made up his mind and said: "Emperor-level spiritual source! If Daoyou can release my father, I am willing to pay Daoyou Emperor-level spiritual source!"

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