But now, thousands of miles or even farther away, the spiritual power of heaven and earth poured into Yun Mo's body.

At the foot of the mountain behind the Kendo Sect, a middle-aged man with a sword suddenly appeared at the top of the tree, looking at the mountain in front of the Kendo Sect, Gu Bo's face was not shocked, and a dignified color appeared for the first time.

The cultivators who were rushing through the dense forest stopped their bodies one after another, and looked at the man with the sword in confusion.

A young man with a sword flashed, swept to the middle-aged man's side, and asked respectfully, "Door Master, what happened?" ”

It was the middle-aged man of the Holy Sword Sect Master who said with a solemn face, "It seems that I underestimated Yun Mo's strength. ”

The young man was slightly stunned and said, "Such a large-scale mobilization of heaven and earth spiritual power is not a difficult task for a powerhouse at the peak of the Spirit Void Realm. ”

The Holy Sword Sect Master shook his head slightly and said, "He didn't simply mobilize, but absorbed all the spiritual power of heaven and earth. ”

With a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of threads of spiritual power with thin hairs suddenly appeared in front of him, and they disappeared in a flash.

"And not only that, he also sucked in the spiritual power more than a thousand miles away."

As soon as the Holy Sword Sect Master said this, the young cultivator with the sword almost fell.

At this moment, a burly middle-aged man suddenly appeared beside him, his eyebrows were like lying silkworms, his face was like red dates, and his whole body exuded a strong sense of invasion.

As soon as the burly middle-aged man appeared, the terrifying heat emitted from his body caused the ancient green tree under him to dry up and turn yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The person who came was Huo Yanyan, the master of the Flame Spirit Gate, and said with a round gaze: "You also noticed it?" ”

The Holy Sword Sect Master nodded, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect Yun Mo to have entered the demon, it seems that this Snow Flower Palace Master and those late-born juniors alone can't delay him long enough." ”

Huo Yanyan grinned, his hands clenched into fists, his fingertip joints crackled, and he said viciously: "Lao Tzu is trying to meet him, dare to fight against my Flame Spirit Gate, sooner or later he will have to pay the price!" ”

It's simply unheard of.

What's even more terrifying is that Yun Mo is not simply mobilizing, but absorbing!

How could such a huge amount of heaven and earth spiritual power be completely contained in a person's body?

And those cultivators in the crowd who were well-informed, or who had fought against the masters of the three evil lands on the front line, thought of the only possibility.

"Enchanted! He's enchanted! I don't know who roared, like thunder on the ground, and everyone fell into a momentary stupor.

Nie Qianrou was the last to attack, but her speed was the fastest, and the first-generation sword from the Holy Sword Gate Sword in her hand instead of piercing Yun Mo's flesh and skin, it bent in a huge arc.

Nie Qianrou's practice of the sword is upright, and she would rather break than twist and turn, and her person is her sword.

A burst of spiritual power instantly poured into the sword body, and Nie Qianrou's face became a little pale.

After the majestic spiritual power was injected into the sword, the latter was like a bone, and the entire sword body suddenly collapsed and straightened.

Nie Qianrou was shocked back by the powerful anti-shock force, and the qi in her body went backwards, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

And the sword in his hand also pierced Yun Mo's skin, and to Nie Qianrou's surprise, the blood that should have been bright red showed a strange translucent gray.

When those light gray blood stains just touched the sword body, they swam up the sword body like a living thing, and before Nie Qianrou could react, the entire sword body turned into countless powder.

Yun Mo snorted coldly, raised his right fist and smashed it towards Nie Qianrou.

But at the same moment, the huge Ancient Ruler of the Ink Dust had been smashed down.

Yun Mo was unwilling to resist this Ancient Xuan Ruler, and gave up the perfect opportunity to kill Nie Qianrou, his figure flashed, and he came hundreds of zhang away, but to his surprise, the Ancient Xuan Ruler appeared above his head.

Yun Mo frowned slightly, and disappeared from the spot again, and when he appeared a mile away, the ancient ruler followed him like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

"I didn't expect Mo Chenzi, an ancient ruler, to have such abilities!"

Since you can't dodge, let's take it hard!

Yun Mo's body sank slightly, his fists clenched, and then slammed towards the huge Ancient Ruler.

As soon as the fist intent detached from his hands, it turned into two giant fists, which let out a piercing scream because the speed was too fast.

Both fists smashed into the ancient ruler almost at the same time, and two huge fist-shaped depressions were immediately bombarded.

The Ancient Xuanqi is the natal thing of Mo Chenzi, although these two heavy punches hit the Ancient Xuanqi, but Mo Chenzi also felt that his internal organs were overturned for a while, and he hurriedly took back the Ancient Xuanqi.

The Ancient Ruler was taken back, not because he was afraid, but because his purpose had been achieved.

Nie Qianrou's attack was aimed at distracting Yun Mo, and Mo Chenzi's attack, while rescuing Nie Qianrou, also attracted most of Yun Mo's energy, and the purpose of the two of them was just to let the wind have a chance to take advantage of it.

The Kingdom of the Wind was able to become one of the holy places of Wuda, not by the sect, but by the army.

Compared with cultivators, the strong people in the army are more ruthless, faster and more accurate, and their cultivation is not to cross the tribulation and ascend to immortals and become immortals that the world envies.

Their practice, like their existence, has only one purpose, and that is to kill people.

It is an indisputable fact that the strongest in the army are the best at killing.

And Feng Wuying was able to become the general of the Kingdom of Wind, relying on this ability to kill.

As early as when he was at the peak of the robbery, he had a record of crossing the border to kill the powerhouses of the Spirit Void Realm.

Therefore, the wind without shadow is the deepest hidden and sharpest knife.

Yun Mo's sword intent was used to deal with the Snow Flower Palace Master, and then he faced the combined attacks of Nie Qianrou and Mo Chenzi one after another, if the Spirit Void Realm was a peak powerhouse, it should be time to breathe at this moment.

The spiritual void realm powerhouse has a wide range of qi around his body, and he can communicate the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and this powerful ability also has a disadvantage, that is, just like breathing, it must be breathed.

One breath and one breath can last for a long time.

After Yun Mo dealt with the Snow Flower Palace Master, Mo Chenzi, and Nie Qianrou, it was the time to ventilate, and the strong people in the Spirit Void Realm were the weakest at this moment.

As a result, the wind appeared at the right time.

Like a gust of autumn wind, he quietly appeared behind Yun Mo.

His knife, like autumn will, inadvertently came to Yun Mo's neck.

The wind has no shadow, and the wind has no shadow.

Therefore, no one noticed his arrival, not even Yun Mo, nor did they notice when he appeared on his side.

He only saw a figure in front of him suddenly flicker, followed by a cold touch from his neck.

It's like an autumn breeze pouring into the neckline, and it's a little cool.

The wind flickered away without a shadow, and disappeared without end.

The knife also disappeared in a flash.

Like an annoying autumn breeze.

On Yun Mo's neck, a finger-long opening suddenly appeared, and the muscles rolled out, like a baby's lips.

Light gray blood gushed out from the tumbling wounds.

At the same moment, the Snowflake Palace Master with a wound on his forehead appeared on top of Yun Mo's head, and Qianqian slapped Yun Mo's head silently with her thin hand. >