The muscles at the corners of Yun Mo's mouth twitched unnaturally, if the spirit flash just now was against the Sword Dao Sect, I am afraid that the entire Sword Dao Sect would be injured.

Of course, today's Kendo Sect still has a great array of guarding the mountain, but this spiritual flash is really amazing.

It can be said that it is comparable to Huo Yanyan's life-fighting blow.

Huo Yanyan sacrificed his life and the thousand-year-old heritage of the Flame Spirit Gate to launch such a powerful blow, but this nine-tailed demon fox easily launched such an attack.

This demon fox is too powerful to speak.

"Haw, haw, you have to be careful, your doppelganger seems to be dead. Yiye Doll said, "At present, my strength has been hollowed out by you, and I am now desperately taking the elixir, but I will tell you to replenish your strength at most once." ”

"What about the yin-yang betta?"

"Bah, boom, boom, since it turned into a real dragon, it has fallen into a state of rest, and it probably won't help you much. Eh, how can your doppelganger die? ”

Yun Mo separated a trace of divine consciousness and returned to the ghost ring to look at Ying Yun Mo.

Although it was a clone, Yun Mo felt that this clone was so unfamiliar.

It stands to reason that the doppelganger is to return to the subject and obey the subject, but he does not feel this way.

He suddenly remembered that the Dream Crystal Demon Venerable sighed when he learned that he had split the body, and he looked a little like he wanted to say something.

The Dream Crystal Demon Venerable was proficient in the art of divination, so he had already sensed it at that time.

Rumble!

Yun Mo's brain was shocked, and he suddenly thought, White Bone Mountain!

The coffin that melted into his body!

"Does it have something to do with this?"

Yun Mo pressed Ying Yunmo's wrist, there was no trace of blood beating, and his wrist was cold, without a trace of snort.

"Damn, what the hell is going on. ”

Yun Mo retracted his mind and looked at the Dream Crystal Demon Venerable: "Dream Crystal, what do you say about my clone. ”

The Dream Crystal Demon Venerable was shocked: "Is it already dead?"

"Yes!"

"If you don't die sooner or later, you will die at this time. Dream Crystal said, "Press it first, there is a big secret in your body, it is related to your clone, and it is not yet that time, I just hope that we can repel the nine-tailed demon fox this time." ”

Yun Mo nodded, the nine-tailed demon fox was indeed the top priority at the moment.

"Your real body is not a golden dragon, it should be a high-level true dragon in the dragon clan, can't you help this demon fox?"

Dream Crystal: "I have some limitations, and besides, my true body has not come, not to mention that the fox clan is not weak in the demon Yuan realm, and this nine-tailed demon fox is also considered a strong one in the fox clan. And I'm ......"

Dream Crystal Demon Venerable was a little embarrassed and said, "It's just an immature and tender dragon." ”

Yun Mo had already given up hope, in short, the Sword Dao Sect could not be destroyed in the hands of the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox, and even if he used the power of the Origin again and attracted the Heavenly Dao to chase and kill, he would have to fight with the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox.

The nine-tailed demon fox stood in the middle of the ruins, on the scorched earth, her blood-red dress fluttering in the wind, like a strange little flower.

A casual cultivator suddenly shouted in horror, "Devil, it's the devil!" and fled in a hurry while holding his head.

In the autumn wind, the blood-red tail swayed back and forth, and the falling leaves fell, and as soon as the tail was touched, it burned into ashes.

The little girl tilted her head slightly, a little puzzled, and a little surprised to look at the person in front of her.

The man's starry eyebrows and sword curtain, his face was angular, like a knife and an axe, his upright posture revealed the man's resolute taste everywhere, but his eyebrows and eyes were clear, there was a trace of tiredness that could not be concealed, and the clothes on his body were also a little tattered, and what was even more surprising was that the sleeves of his left arm were all gone, and the joints were tattered, as if something was frantically tearing off his sleeves, and his entire left arm was rolled up, the flesh and blood were blurred, and most places became a piece of burnt.

He is the master of the Holy Sword Gate.

He is the strongest swordsman of our time.

He is the strongest person in the world of decline.

He was wounded, he had a broken arm.

He still didn't escape the flash after all.

He walked forward step by step, with difficulty, but his demeanor seemed calm.

The little girl suddenly grinned, looking a little weird.

The wind is up.

The left arm of the Holy Sword Sect Master, which hung down weakly, burned in the wind, turning into ashes inch by inch.

First the flesh and skin, then the muscles and veins, and finally the bones of the hands.

His entire left arm was gone.

He was still walking, slowly, but with determination.

He is the first person in the world to do swordsmanship, and without his left hand, he still has his right hand.

Tears glistened in the eyes of the Snowflake Palace Lord: "We, we don't want that treasure." ”

"At the moment, I can't turn back. ”

The Tiger Sword was back in his hands.

Holds a sword in his right hand.

The autumn leaves that were washed into the sky by the explosion wave slowly fell and sprinkled one after another, like a leaf rain.

The fallen leaves fluttered in the autumn wind, and in the rain of leaves, a little girl in red stood quietly, her blood-red tail swaying in the autumn wind.

The master of the Holy Sword Gate raised his head and looked at the autumn leaves falling from the sky, thinking about it, but he didn't have anything to think about.

He walked forward, among the countless falling autumn leaves.

Autumn leaves fell on his head, on his shoulders, on his sword.

The sword of the tiger is as sharp as clay and can be broken by blowing, and the autumn leaves fall on the blade of the sword, but it seems to fall in the soft meadow.

The sword path of the Holy Sword Gate, the sword intent is straight, rather than bending, and moving forward.

But at this moment, the resolute face of this Holy Sword Sect Master showed a touch of tenderness.

Like the wind, like water, like fog, like the gentle birdsong in the mountains and forests, like the murmur between lovers.

He looked at the Snow Flower Palace Master, and his mouth squirmed slightly.

The Snow Flower Palace Lord frowned slightly, and the next moment, his eyes widened suddenly, his eyes were full of ecstasy.

He loved her, because he realized something, and she realized it.

The corners of the Holy Sword Sect Master's mouth suddenly turned upward.

Just before, he took the spirit flash hard, but failed, so he lost an arm, but he didn't regret it, because it was his sword path, and there was no way back.

At this moment, he watched the autumn wind, the fallen leaves, the heaven and the earth, and realized another realm.

Although it is the peak of the spiritual void, it has faintly grasped the meaning of the origin.

Yun Mo: "Well, he's different. ”

Mengjing nodded: "After the peak of the spiritual void, it is difficult or easy to distinguish between the distance from that hurdle, his heart is good, and it is normal to be able to realize it." ”

The huge battle knife in the Wind Lord's hand was already riddled with holes, and the pale-faced Wind Lord looked at the Holy Sword Sect Master who was walking slowly, felt the change in his breath, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said, "His change ......"

The Confucian sage was both surprised and disappointed, and his emotions were inextricably linked, and finally turned into a sigh, "Hey, it's still not as strong as him! ”

The Snowflake Palace Lord looked at Yun Mo, the aura that Yun Mo showed at the beginning, the kind of situation that caused the heavenly phenomena to change greatly, I am afraid that it is exactly the same as the Holy Sword Sect Master.

"I didn't expect that Yun Mo had already reached this point. If he is really a handsome among people, this battle will definitely be difficult to be good, but fortunately, my Snow Flower Holy Land and the Holy Sword Sect are strong, and I don't need to be afraid of the Sword Dao Sect. ”

The Wind Lord didn't have as much thought as the Confucian Sage, and said with some excitement: "I lost an arm, but I felt that mysterious step, the Holy Sword Sect Master didn't lose anything! ”

The Confucian sage sighed and said, "Don't say it's an arm, even if it's exchanged for half a life, I'm willing!"

The Wind Lord was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but say helplessly: "Cultivating the Five Realms, although we have all reached the peak of the Spirit Void Realm, there is a gap after all. ”

The Confucian sage shook his head slightly: "The biggest advantage is that it can adjust the luck of the Qi Realm, the luck of the micro realm, just one acre and three points of land, the number of people who can accommodate is limited, now the master of the Holy Sword Sect has occupied a place, and the rest ......" He sighed, "But this kind of thing is more mysterious than the immortals of the upper realm, who can say clearly!"

Yun Mo looked at Meng Jing: "Luck?"