Regardless of the facts, one dragon has been defeated, and only one dragon is still in mid-air.

As soon as the Dao Sect elder reacted, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly held the Yin and Yang Plate, obviously planning to do something.

Outsiders don't know that although this Yin Yang Disk is powerful enough to compete with two ordinary god-level existences, it also has an Achilles' heel.

Lonely yin does not grow, lonely yang does not grow!

The qi and blood of the two dragons fused into one, relying on each other, and joining forces certainly increased their strength.

But in the same way, once one dragon has an accident, the other dragon will inevitably lose its strength sharply and be unsustainable.

Of course, as long as there is still a dragon alive, with a little more effort, the Dao Sect Elder will have a way to resurrect the dead dragon.

It's a pity that no matter how fast the Dao Sect Elder moves, he is still one step too late.

I heard a terrible and frightened scream in mid-air again, and the blood dragon didn't know when it passed by another dragon again.

At the same time that a figure fell from the dragon and back to the back of the qi and blood dragon, the second dragon also exploded, and the remaining blood mist gradually dissipated.

"Just lose like that? No, it's impossible, Poor Dao still has a chance!"

The corners of Dao Sect Elder's mouth trembled a few times, and he first muttered in disbelief, and then a determined light flashed in his eyes.

However, just as this Dao Sect elder was about to use all his strength to summon the two dragons from the Yin Yang Plate for the second time, the movement in his hand suddenly froze.

"I don't want to waste any more time, understand?"

The voice came from behind him, and it turned out that Mo Fan had already quietly come behind him.

"Understood, I admit defeat!"

The Dao Sect Elder nodded stiffly and admitted defeat with a wry smile.

Don't want to waste any more time? Of course he understood.

Threat, this is clearly a threat!

In a fierce battle with the two dragons in mid-air just now, Mo Fan was giving face to the Dao Sect, so that he, the Dao Sect elder, would retreat in the face of difficulties and take the initiative to admit defeat.

Otherwise, where would Mo Fan still need to take the risk of fighting Jiaolong?

With the means that he quietly came behind the Dao Sect Elder just now, he took advantage of the opportunity of the Qi and Blood Dragons to fight the two dragons, directly abolished the Dao Sect Elder, took away the Yin and Yang Plate, and easily won.

But the Dao Sect Elder knew very well that at this moment, he had no other choice but to admit defeat.

Because Mo Fan was already behind him, as long as he didn't say the words 'I admit defeat', Mo Fan could do something to him at any time.

As the Dao Sect elders admitted defeat, the remaining elders of the three sects and six sects collectively fell silent.

Dao Sect's Yin Yang Plate, the strength of those two dragons, has far exceeded all of their expectations.

This is a god-level power, or two god-level forces combined, that's it, but he still lost.

Without them, no one was confident that they could do better than the Dao Sect Elders.

But if they want to admit defeat, this is absolutely impossible, the three sects and six factions are mortal enemies with the Imperial Military Department, they can admit defeat with any enemy, except for the Imperial Military Department.

"Since you have no intention of making a move, then leave this third game to the poor monk. ”

At this time, the Xingzhen monk of the Buddhist sect suddenly stood up.

Rujian Lutong and Dao Sect Elders all had their eyes lit up and nodded silently.

The three sects and six factions are all about the same strength as each other, but the three sects are faintly above the six factions.

And between the three sects, it is impossible to say who is strong and who is weak, but their means are different.

Confucianism and Taoism have been defeated, which can only show that the methods of their two sects are useless to Mo Fan, but Buddhism may not.

"The strength of the poor monk is average, so there is no need to sacrifice ugliness in public, so let's go directly to the treasure. ”

As he spoke, Monk Xingzhen took out a delicate Nanmu box, and then opened the box.

There was nothing else in the box, only a stone on the brocade silk.

"This is also a treasure?"

Mo Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, and was stunned at first, but then, his eyes suddenly widened.

It was still that small stone, but in Mo Fan's eyes, this stone seemed to have suddenly come to life and turned into a high-ranking monk, sitting cross-legged in the air, looking at him calmly.

Almost at the moment when he came into contact with the indifferent eyes of this enlightened monk, Mo Fan's heart froze, and his whole body suddenly stiffened.

At the same time, he only felt his consciousness gradually begin to blur, and a hot force suddenly erupted from his body, and it was out of control, as if he had vowed to burn him to ashes.

"That's the relics of the Buddha!"

Elder Daozong and Confucian Sect Lu Tong glanced at each other and nodded silently.

It is the relics of the Buddha, the treasure left by the monk of the Buddha after the cremation of the monk, the legend contains all the cultivation of the monk during his lifetime, which is absolutely extraordinary.

After all, Monk Xingzhen is just an ordinary elder of the Buddha Sect, and such a precious relic must already be a treasure at the bottom of the box.

However, even the relics were taken out, and I believe that this young man from the Imperial Military Department has no chance of being spared.

This has nothing to do with strength, no matter how strong you are, and the relics don't intend to fight you hard, but crush you in a unique field, what can you do?

This is like, a god king ran to compete with the Peerless Shadow Martial Yi for speed, even if the strength of the God Sealing King was even better, but if it was just a speed, in front of the Peerless Shadow Martial Yi, he would only have to admit it.

"This flame is weird!"

Mo Fan gritted his teeth secretly, barely lifted a trace of spirit, and felt the strange flames that suddenly appeared in his body.

Although he didn't know where the flame came from, he knew very well that he must not let the flame burn in him.

Otherwise, no matter how strong his physical fitness is, I'm afraid he won't be able to last long.

"I'm going, I'm really underestimating the methods of this Buddhist sect, shouldn't it really be planted this time?"

Just when he secretly regretted that he didn't directly abolish the true monk just now, the strange flame, under the traction of an inexplicable force, finally burned.

Seeing that this strange flame was about to burn Mo Fan to ashes from the inside out, a white light suddenly flashed at the center of Mo Fan's eyebrows.

A chill suddenly poured down from the top of his head, and the strange flames that had just burned were instantly extinguished as if they had encountered a downpour.

Mo Fan suddenly woke up from his drowsiness.

"This coolness, is it the Bright Holy Pattern?"

Feeling the changes in his body, he silently took a deep breath and secretly rejoiced.

"It's really dangerous, these three sects and six factions are really not fuel-efficient lamps, and you have to be careful to deal with them at all times in the future. ”

The flame just now was so weird, he couldn't even find the source of the flame, let alone stop it.

Fortunately, the dispelling power of the Light Sacred Pattern is strong enough to drive all bad things out of his body.

No matter how strange this flame is, under the power of the Light Holy Pattern, it will disappear in an instant.

However, when he thought of the completely irresistible feeling of powerlessness just now, Mo Fan was terrified.

"What was that flame just now?"

Mo Fan suddenly raised his head and looked at the Xingzhen monk of the Buddhist Sect.

"Back to the benefactor's words, it is the true fire of emptiness, the fire of merit of my Buddhism. ”

Finding that Mo Fan could still move, but his face was slightly pale, and the Xingzhen monk suddenly understood that he had also missed.

The monk did not hide it, but replied with a wry smile.

(End of chapter)