The ghostly ghost body of the black-robed man appeared and disappeared from time to time, and within a radius of a hundred zhang was eroded by the cold air of the netherworld. As far as the eye can see, you can only see a white mist covering the figures of the two people.

And the spear in Mo Wentian's hand is like a flying dragon, and the momentum is majestic.

"Collapse", "drag", "turn", "stab", "circle", and "shake" are the ultimate in the world's spear skills.

Although the two of them have tried their best to control the burst of strength, the strength of the peak of the eight grades, in this era when the saints are not out, they can already be regarded as god-like existences when they look at the rivers and lakes.

With the lesson just now, although Li Xuan's mind was already immersed in the battle between the two of them, the law in his mind was not condensed again.

Although Mo Wentian came in time, Dugu Ren was still injured a lot, and it seemed that his organs had been shaken, and his body was about to collapse.

Yuwen Daqi hurriedly stepped forward to support him at this time, and the pure vitality was continuously transported towards Duguren's body.

Duguren turned his head to look at Yuwen Daqi, and grinned: "It's still your doll that has a good heart, and I know that my old man is tired." ”

Zhong Wuregret walked up with a sword again at this time, his face was grim, and the blade of the sword was aggressive.

"Senior Dugu, please give me that thing."

Dugu Man rolled his eyes, "What is it?" I don't? ”

Zhong Wuregret took a step forward, the sword light in his hand was bright, as if a thousand horsemen were rolling Pinggang towards Dugu and Yuwen.

Li Xuan's eyes flashed, his body was already in front of Zhong Wuregret, and he smashed his fist into Zhong Wuregret's sword.

"If you want that, you'll have to ask me first?" Li Xuan said.

There was a crisp sound of "bang", and the bodies of the two of them each took a dozen steps back.

Zhong Wuregret secretly marveled at the strength of Li Xuan's physique, although the sword in his hand was not on the list of 100 weapons, it was comparable to the top ten famous weapons above.

The person in front of him shook his full strength with a single fist, and in terms of physical strength, it was at least the realm of a physical cultivation master.

And at what age is this young man, he has already reached such a level, is he the legendary heavenly disguster?

Li Xuan was also secretly vigilant, his "Nine Mountains" quadruple tension only shocked the person in front of him back by a distance of more than ten steps.

This man's vitality is so strong that it is completely beyond the state of his appearance.

Just as the two were about to fight again, another person swept out of the tunnel exit.

This is a fat monk, dressed in a robe, with a solemn appearance. After this person got out of the cave, he looked around, and then made a joke and said, "Amitabha, I finally didn't miss it."

After a while, another man came out of the hole. This is a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, with three long beards fluttering, and a wooden sword behind him.

Three or two strode to the monk's side and said with a smile: "Master Baoxiang came early. ”

The monk bowed slightly, which was regarded as a return salute.

The two of them looked at the scene where Mo Wentian and the black-robed man were doing it, and they both showed a thoughtful expression.

The strength realm has reached their level, and whether they can climb high and look far away depends mainly on chance.

The battle between the two great masters now was a rare opportunity for them.

""Dayan Shooting" is really extraordinary, Mo Wentian's gun style is indomitable, and the accumulation of momentum to the peak is to open the mountains and shake the sea, which is also a matter of thought. This kind of method of preparing for the fire can still be used in this way, and I have to praise that the predecessor of the spear fairy back then was really an immortal. The Taoist priest spoke.

With his eyes, he could naturally see at a glance the true situation of the battle between Mo Wentian and the black-robed man at this time.

"Becoming a god, the law is subtle, that person is so strong, Mo Wentian is afraid that he won't be able to resist for much time." There was a hint of worry on Bao Xiang's face.

The Taoist priest's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he wanted to see clearly where Mo Wentian's decline was.

"Master, if that's the case, how long will it take?" The Taoist priest took a step forward as he spoke, and the peachwood sword behind his back was already held in his palm.

The sky suddenly had a touch of rich purple rainbow, starting from the peach wood sword in the hand of the Taoist priest, and finally the peach forest in the distance was deep, and from a distance, it was like a rainbow light running through the heavens and the earth.

"Between heaven and earth, purple qi comes east to kill the immortals."

The middle-aged Taoist priest's figure was shaky, and that rich purple qi had already rushed straight down towards the black-robed man.

The fat monk clasped his hands together and walked towards the black-robed man, reciting Amitabha Buddha in his mouth.

When he pronounced the first word, "Ah", his robe swelled outward, and the pure vitality was like boiling water, as if it was about to explode in all directions.

When he read the word "Mi", a virtual figure outside his body suddenly rose more than a foot higher, and the soles of his feet stepped on the hard bluestone ground, and suddenly the cobwebs were dense, and the cracks spread outward.

When the word "Tuo" sounds, the phantom outside the body of the treasure elephant exudes a strong metallic luster, and it is faintly visible that it is a golden Buddha sitting cross-legged.

After the end of the last word "Buddha", the big Buddha outside the body of the treasure elephant has reached the size of three zhang, and the golden light is shining. The next moment, the golden light suddenly recovered, and all of it was hidden in the body of the treasure elephant.

A golden yellow light flashed in the eyes of the treasure elephant, and the surface of his body was glowing with golden light, delicate and tight, full of majestic and vast atmosphere, as if he had incarnated as the great protector of the Buddha at this time.

Li Xuan could feel the majestic aura from afar, and he felt that this aura was very familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, he remembered that when he entered Flying Tiger City, he saw Lao Liu exuding such an aura.

With this horizontal martial arts, Lao Liu took the unpredictable knife of Master Qi.

He knew that this was the "Immeasurable Golden Body" hidden by the Buddhist Sect, and this great monk had already practiced to the fifth level of the Vajra Body.

At this time, the aura emanating from this treasure elephant great monk was enough to make Li Xuan tremble. This has surpassed the limits of the human body, completely like the body of a god and demon, and the slightest breath emitted can already make people frightened.

When a monk had just walked into the fifth layer of the secret vault, the black-robed man who was fighting with Mo Wentian smiled freely.

"Li Qianyuan of the Upper Qing Sect, the treasure elephant of Puzhao Temple, even the powerhouses of this level have moved out, do you dare to say that this is just a chance encounter? Until now, you still believe that your brother is just asking you to take revenge. Maybe in his eyes you're just a fool who is dead set on him, and there's no need to waste your tongue at all. The black-robed man laughed.

Mo Wentian's eyes froze, and the gun in his hand continued, "So what?" ”

"So what's really not important to you anymore?" There was a hint of decadence in the black-robed man's tone.

"It's also a matter between us to fight, and I won't fake others." Mo Wentian snorted coldly, the spear in his hand changed, and the purple qi Changhong that came diagonally towards the sky greeted him.

The black-robed man smiled, "Okay, then clean up the idle people and wait for the two of us to compare again." ”

The Great Monk of the Treasure Elephant had already come to the front of the black-robed man. The left palm crosses the mountain, the right palm becomes a mountain, and a golden wave of qi surges all over the body, and a rumbling sound is heard from the body of the treasure elephant.

A huge golden palm print took shape in front of the treasure elephant, and its momentum was panicked, as high as a mountain, like the sinking of the sea, and the palm print of the Great Sumeru Mountain had already been imprinted towards the black-robed man.

On the other side, Li Qianyuan saw Mo Wentian's spear slamming into Purple Qi Changhong diagonally, and he couldn't help but change his face and shouted, "Mo Wentian, what are you doing here?" ”

"This is my business with him, don't interfere." Mo Wentian's voice resounded through the ten-mile peach forest.