Mo Xian's body was illusory, and the yin and yang escaped, and he was in the middle of the yin and yang, wanting to escape the catastrophe.

Suddenly, Mo Xian's face changed greatly, his figure scattered into a wisp of breeze, and he was conjured up dozens of feet away, his clothes and hair were withered.

He was careless, he originally thought that he was between yin and yang, and thunder and lightning had no effect on him, but he ignored the true meaning of the thunder law, the thunder law, the cardinal of yin and yang, the opportunity for the birth of heaven and earth, and the unpredictable power of ghosts and gods.

Mo Xian escaped in embarrassment, he had to come out, he was struck by lightning, he didn't realize that the bad karma on his head had dissipated so slightly, but for the whole, there was no change at all.

"You actually escaped a catastrophe, look at my trick again, if you dodge, I will let you go!" Geng Chuzi smiled, didn't see how he got up, and drank in his mouth: "The fog is coming!" ”

Mo Xian felt that the water vapor between heaven and earth was gathering here, and in an instant, he forgot everything, forgetting that he was carrying a mountain of bad karma, a little spiritual light, through all kinds of obstacles, facing the sea of laws.

If he weren't riddled with bad karma, I'm afraid he would be able to become one with the law now, but now he can only see, and he can only see the flowers in the fog, across the sea of laws, see the waves of life and death, he found that in the sea of laws, mysterious and unpredictable, what he saw was only embodied in front of him, in the form of runes, extremely complicated, he knew that this was a fake, but to give himself an understanding, what the real appearance was, he couldn't describe it, it was no longer something that conventional thinking could understand, even if he saw it, he couldn't understand it.

But he instinctively felt that one of them set off infinite waves, and infinite water spiritual power erupted from it, and he reluctantly used the wind talisman in the wooden talisman to force out a wisp of divine wind, which was still the wind was his origin divine power.

The wind blew out of his body, and he himself melted into the wind, and the fog was already thickly surrounded, and he lifted a fog belt, only to go into the distance, and those fogs quickly formed into ice, Mo Xian was only a little faster than the fog, and a spectacle was formed between heaven and earth, and the fog kept turning into ice, only chasing behind the wind, just a little bit.

Mo Xian shouted, Xuan Bing had already become frost, but he finally escaped with that quick opportunity, and when he looked back, dozens of miles behind him, a Xuan Bing pointed straight at him.

Although he escaped, he still shivered, and there was a layer of frost on the surface of his body, he didn't dare to stay at all, this Geng Chuzi was fully capable of leaving him behind, why did he shoot, Mo Xian didn't have any doubts, he was carrying a lot of bad karma, even if he drank water, he had to pay attention, maybe he would choke to death.

Geng Chuzi watched Mo Xian rush out of the range of the mist, but he kept his promise and let Mo Xian go, after all, he was a god-transforming monk, and he still wanted to save face, and the other party escaped, so let him go. 、

It's a pity, usually you can't see a monk with such a heavy negative karma on his back, and depending on how long he can live, this guy must be unlucky, and everything will not go well.

Mo Xian fell into the light, his body twisted, and he almost twisted his feet, this is really a joke, when he practiced to the level of Mo Xian, he would actually twist his feet, Mo Xian had already prepared, but he was still shocked by the effect of bad karma.

He laid out the formation, checked it several times uneasily, and even checked the surrounding situation, and saw that everything was fine, so he sat down, but he kept an eye on it, and did not settle down, but left two points of attention, he was not at ease.

The purpose of his doing this is to heal his wounds, Geng Chuzi's two blows, Mo Xian did not fight back, and he had no power to fight back, if he was not riddled with bad karma and met a god cultivator, he still had a two-three or three chance of winning, as long as he was allowed to get close, with his physique, he might be able to get a bargain, even if he fled, he would not be so embarrassed.

Those two blows, although they didn't completely hit him, were not so comfortable, the thunder and lightning only affected him, otherwise, with his strength, I am afraid that he would also turn into charcoal, not a simple injury problem.

What's even worse is the frost flower that was stained on the body later, in normal times, he can't help him at all, but he is riddled with bad karma, just because of thunder and lightning, and then the cold air is pressing, and at that time he was desperate, as a last resort, the hot poison and cold gas actually penetrated deep into the viscera, fortunately, Mo Xian practiced to the Yuan Baby, if he changed to a mortal, I am afraid that this is the case, and it has already died.

It's really not going well, Mo Xian doesn't expect him to be able to force out the fire and cold qi smoothly, so he is very vigilant, and slowly uses his true power to penetrate deep into the viscera, gradually driving away the cold and fire.

The process was actually very smooth, and it was about to be driven out, at this moment, a voice came from the ground, a pangolin didn't know what was going on, but drilled here, no coincidence, just drilled in the weak place of the formation, the formation flashed a few times, and it was chaotic, the pangolin was startled, and suddenly drilled out of the ground, encountered the chaos of the formation, a blue light flashed, the pangolin became two, and the blood spilled out, just sprinkled on the key position, this is a method of breaking the formation, the blood sacrifice broke the formation, the formation flashed twice, and the sound of the bang dissipated.

Unlucky, drinking cold water and stuffing his teeth, Mo Xian felt this scene, he had expected it, so he didn't move, and continued to force out the qi in his viscera.

A crane chirped, and a crane drilled out of the nine clouds, just to see Mo Xian, the crane psychic, saw that above his head, the gray-black mist was dozens of zhang high, and the evil aura filled the air, and immediately plunged down, with a roar, and the wings were retracted, like a sharp sword piercing the clouds, swooping down from a height of hundreds of zhang.

The two or three feet long sharp beak pierced the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound, and came straight towards Mo Xian.

Mo Xian heard the whistling sound, looked up, and saw a big crane like an arrow off the string, Mo Xian's heart was angry: "The beast dares to bully me!" ”

He opened his mouth, and the breath in his chest mixed with the chill and fire in his viscera spewed out towards the crane, and as soon as he took his breath, a mouthful of half-red and half-black blood grew violently, and in the blink of an eye, it became a black and white blood cloud of more than ten feet, like a wild wave, drowning the crane that was swooping downward, and faintly heard a crane's howling, and the middle of the blood cloud skyrocketed, and then disappeared again.

Mo Xian coughed, he finally borrowed this blood cloud to remove the last hidden danger in his viscera, but he was also injured, but this injury was not in his eyes, he took out a Jingyuan Pill from the Qiankun bag, swallowed it, and his whole body immediately lit up obviously, just injured, nothing else, said to Mo Xian, the treatment is very simple.

"Good thief, dare to kill my crane, take your life!" With a shout, a purple sword light appeared from the clouds, with a rumbling thunder, and hit Mo Xian! (To be continued.) )