The corners of Wen Mo's mouth twitched, to be honest, she wasn't very good-looking, especially in this world full of beautiful women.

This Wei Yu is obviously stalling for time.

She looked at the sky and sneered in her heart, it seemed that the sacrifice was indeed made by them.

The black clouds rolled, and the surging power shrouded the entire sky, and the golden light in it could only be tried not to be covered, which was already a little reluctant.

Wen Mo's divine sense looked in the direction of Huaqing Sect, where the formation had already begun to be arranged.

The formation is arranged, with Bi Ningxin as the main and Yuzang Qi as the supplement.

Just like Yuzang Qi himself said, he completely handed over the right to control, and all the children of Huaqing Sect are cooperating.

Wen Qian returned to the side of the Alchemy Sect, gathering all the people, and explained the specific situation of the matter to the six elders who led the team this time and the elders of the Outer Gate Peak.

When Wen Mo looked at it, he focused on the six elders.

The sixth elder is Wei Yu's master, and I heard that he is a little old man who is very protective of his shortcomings.

Looking at his appearance, his personality is very rigorous, and he is a little stubborn, and he has a pinch of mustache on his chin, which is also well-organized.

Look at his eyes are clear, he is a righteous person.

The specific situation on the side of the Refining Weapon Sect, Uzo Kai and several people also watched it, and they were all shocked by that scene.

So many people, right next to them, were killed before they knew it. They didn't realize it until they were dead.

This sends chills down the spine of everyone who sees it, does this mean that they are also very likely to disappear without a sound?

Uzo Kai gave a gag order so that everyone who saw it was not allowed to say it.

If it is known by other disciples, people's hearts will be in turmoil.

After only a cursory glance, Wonmer withdrew his senses.

Xiaolian is coming back soon, so I have to move faster. She thought.

Wen Mo's most powerful thing is naturally his divine sense.

This Wei Yu also cultivated the method of divine consciousness, but in fact, he was not as powerful as Wen Mo.

One is that he has not cultivated for a long time without Wen Mo, and the other is that he does not have the characteristics of Wen Mo's divine sense.

Warmer's consciousness is purer than others, and it is also sharper than others.

Because Wei Yu was an alchemist, he was extremely fast when he cultivated his divine sense, and even awakened a slight insight-like trait.

That's why he was able to spot Wimmer's attack.

Wen Mo's eyes remained unchanged, a light flashed under her eyes, her hands were raised, and more than a dozen flying needles were controlled to attack Wei Yu.

At the same time, the vines and thorns around did not stop, and they came forward to interfere.

Seeing that Wen Mo seemed to be serious, Wei Yu couldn't help but look serious, and secretly wary of her next move.

The vines, thorns, and flying needles were clearly designed to confuse the public, and Wen Mo must have hidden some kind of trick. Wei Yu thought to himself.

He held the lower end of the Angry Blood Sword Fan in one hand, opened it with his backhand, and placed it on his chest to block the vital point on his chest, while his other hand grabbed the void behind his back and grabbed a whip.

Only then did Win Mo notice that the rope on his head that was used to wrap his hair around it turned out to be a whip with a green tinge on it.

The original color of the whip was supposed to be green, but when it was soaked in too much blood, it gave birth to a red luster, and as soon as it was injected with spiritual power, it bloomed with a red light.

When the whip reached Wei Yu's hand, the jet-black hair suddenly spread out and floated in the air, automatic without wind.

Wei Yu poured spiritual power into the whip, and countless tiny red thorns suddenly emerged from the whip, like a rose branch full of blood.

He struck in the air, knocking several flying needles out with a snapping whip sound, crisp and powerful.

At the same time as the whip of his right hand, Wei Yu controlled the blade of the Angry Blood Sword Fan left and right to slash through the vines and thorns, and suddenly fell green to the ground.

"If there are any other tricks, use them all, otherwise you won't have a chance?" Wei Yu was speechless with pity, a greedy look flashing in his eyes.

He looked at Wen Mo's eyes as if he had seen some kind of food, and the greed in his eyes could hardly be concealed.

Winmer was a little puzzled.

She had heard that this man was a lustful ghost, but she had also heard that he had high requirements for beauty.

She didn't think she was so good-looking, why was he like this?

The doubt in my heart is just a thought, but it is only a few seconds.

She controls the Flying Needle to change its order and unleash attacks.

Using his divine sense to control the flying needle, it is like using his own hands and feet, and his movements are very flexible. If you are blocked, you can immediately change your position and attack another place.

Wen Mo had already discovered that Wei Yu's divine sense had a slight characteristic of insight, so he did not underestimate him when controlling it, but was more careful.

Each time, she hid some flying needles and coordinated with the vine attacks.

Even, he directly hid the flying needle in the vine and attacked when he cut the vine.

But every time it was blocked.

After a few rounds, vines and thorns fell on the ground.

Wei Yu seemed to be a little impatient, he frowned, he held the angry blood sword fan in one hand to protect himself, and whipped out the green whip with the other.

The whip jerked longer and bound towards Warmer's body.

Wen Mo leaned back, waved his hand and threw out a flying needle, and Wen Mo paid attention to the fire method of the flying needle, which is to attach the flame to something else to send out an attack, increasing the strength of the attack.

When the flying needle passes through the middle of the green whip, it leaves a hole the size of a little finger.

But the green whip didn't stop at all.

Countless green vines flew up in front of Wen Mo, blocking him.

The green whip approached the vine, large and small, directly interspersed through the tiny gap in the middle of the vine.

This turned out to be a vine too?

Wen Mo raised his hand and summoned a reddish-yellow flame, and the whip entered the vine, just in time to use the vine's fire to burn the whip together.

Even vines that have been refined into whips are afraid of fire.

"Flames, but they're of little use to my little whip. Wei Yu smiled coldly when he saw Wen Mo's movements.

He couldn't wait.

If it is really according to what she said, this Wen Mo's physique is special, and it can allow my strength to directly break through to the mage. Then I can make full use of these two treasures.

Wen Mo's eyes moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked, "Really?"

"Boom!"

The fire suddenly burned, and the whole house ignited as if it had been doused with gasoline.

"What's going on?" Wei Yu was frightened. His whip is not afraid of fire, but he is still mortal in the flesh, and he is still afraid of fire.

He hurriedly put up his shield to keep the flames out.

But the surging heat baked his body, making him feel like he was going to be roasted dry.

"Damn!" Wei Yu cursed, and hurriedly swiped his fan in front of him, drawing a passage in the flames.

However, the passage lasted only a few breaths before it was obscured by flames again.

He was furious, "What the hell did you do?"

Why is there such a big flame!

When exactly she did it, he never found out.