In the city, spiritual power was flying, and angry shouts and screams were mixed. A weak figure shuttled through the city, and every time a purple sword light flew by, a spirit person fell, and the entire city of Mu Yu was dyed a bloody color, and there were bones and flesh everywhere.

458......

Five hundred and twelve......

......

By the end, Mo Tong had lost count and had no energy to continue counting. As soon as the Shuangfu was replenished with aura, it was immediately sent out.

War!!!

Kill!!!

Mo Tong has persevered so far, all thanks to superhuman perseverance, strong physique and the support of magical dzis. Before leaving, Gong Yue had already finished taking the Gathering Spirit Pill that Mo Tong had already taken. There are still as many as three hundred spiritual cultivators who can be surrounded, and the remaining spiritual cultivators are all much stronger than Mo Tong, and there are still those two extremely powerful powerhouses who have not made a move.

If it was someone else, it would have been impossible to support it a long time ago, and let everyone divide the corpse. Now relying on luck, he continues to output life essence and repair the increasing wounds on Mo Tong's body. Those cultivators were all afraid of opening the sky, and no one really dared to step forward and fight with Mo Tong, because they all lay down desperately, without exception. The rest of the people all have the same idea, and when Mo Tong is exhausted, they will make a move, and whoever makes the first move will suffer.

"He's exhausted!"

"Everyone is attacking once, and he can't do it!"

Seeing that Mo Tong was panting, someone immediately shouted, but no one was impulsive. I don't remember how many times someone said this, every time they looked exhausted, but as soon as someone rushed forward, Mo Tong immediately became fierce, which looked like he was going to be exhausted? Illusion, it must be an illusion, at least one or two hundred people died like this before.

Mo Tong smiled bitterly in his heart, he was really exhausted now, and even the Kaitian he was holding in his hand felt like it weighed 10,000 catties. Tired and really want to lie down and rest. But reason told him that it was absolutely not, and that if he slackened, he would only die.

In his previous life, he had no dzi, no luck, no true Dao body, and he only relied on a handful of open heavens for enlightenment, and even if he encountered an enemy much stronger than himself, he never gave up. Will you give up in this life?

No, never give up. What about the many enemies, and what about the strong ones?

Fight to the death!

Breakthrough, as long as I can break through, there is still a glimmer of hope.

As soon as Mo Tong's mind was confused, he immediately sobered up, and his mind became extremely firm again.

"He really can't do it this time!" A one-star celestial spirit person hesitated thousands of times, and finally the temptation overcame reason, and he leaped forward, condensing his spiritual power and punching him.

Burst!

Under the impact of powerful spiritual power, the ink pupil flew out upside down, and the houses behind him collapsed, opening the sky and scratching the ground, paying attention to the next long word.

"He's really going to die!"

Seeing that Mo Tong was powerless to fight back, the others couldn't hold back and rushed to attack. Once again, there was a situation where hundreds of people rushed forward to scramble, each with their own thoughts, all afraid that they would be slow to start, and the sky would fall into the hands of others, but whether to kill or not to kill Mo Tong became secondary. It is precisely because of this that Mo Tong has been able to persist until now. Otherwise, even if Mo Tong has the ability to reach the sky, and the power of opening the sky is twice as strong, it will be difficult to destroy hundreds of people without defeat.

Boom!

When the cultivators rushed to within the three feet of the ink pupil, the long-lost purple light reappeared, drawing a stunning arc. A flash of horror flashed in the eyes of the row of spirit cultivators who rushed in front, and they all summoned their spirit armor. But how many of them are equipped with defensive purple spirit weapons like Xiang Shiyun?

The purple sword qi passed through the three layers of human walls in a row, and the corpses of more than thirty people in the front were separated, and another rain of blood fell down. The cultivators behind were terrified and quickly retreated, and at this time they all cursed secretly: Where did the perverted thief come from? How could his spiritual power seem to be endless?

Oh my God! At this time, many people have only woken up to the fact that nearly 700 people have died at the hands of Mo Tong. How could this be? What kind of sword is that spirit sword, so powerful?

"Ahem, come, come, who else wants to die?" Come here, I'll send him there!" The aura that had just recovered was all exhausted with that sword, and Mo Tong had to make a big deal out of the city, secretly and quickly absorbing the aura on the dzi. For the first time, Mo Tong felt that the aura emitted by the dzi was too little, and the supply exceeded the demand.

There was silence in the city for a while, and everyone silently looked at Mo Tong standing in a ruin. Although Mo Tong's cultivation is no more than a three-star earth spirit, after a full hour of fighting, no one really regards him as a three-star earth spirit at this time, even those heavenly spirits also regard Mo Tong as a fierce opponent.

"What a big breath! It's just a three-star earth spirit, but with the help of a sharp weapon, you really don't take the people of the world in your eyes?" A cold voice came first, and a pale red shadow suddenly appeared above the heads of all the cultivators, levitating and standing, like a heavenly immortal.

Mo Tong raised his head slightly, and his heart was shocked, it was the female cultivator among the two extremely powerful figures. The volley was suspended in the air, not angry but threatening, and Mu Yu was instantly suppressed by her breath.

The aura of the female cultivator only leaked slightly, and all the cultivators below turned pale and trembled. His heart trembled, and he felt the terrifying coercion of the True Spirit, and he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of sincerity.

"Right Protector, kill this thief. This secret envoy will give you a great job, haha......" Seeing that the female cultivator made a move, Xiang Shiyun in the crowd laughed proudly.

The female cultivator glanced at Xiang Shiyun faintly, flashing a trace of disgust, but her gaze quickly returned to Mo Tong. Originally, she didn't plan to do it, but Mo Tong shocked her again and again. The mood and insight of the female spiritual cultivators are far beyond the comparison of those scattered cultivators under the ground, and they know very well that no matter how powerful the opening of the heavens is, it also needs to be supported by a strong spiritual energy. The more powerful the artifact, the more aura it will consume. Mo Tong's current performance has far surpassed the strength of a normal three-star earth spirit person, and it is difficult for even a nine-star earth spirit person to have such a performance.

Although Mo Tong was weak, she saw a threat. This person is so difficult now, if he wants to cultivate to break through the Heavenly Spirit Realm, who else in the Spirit Cultivation Realm can control him? At the same time, Kaitian also gave her an amazing feeling, it is really a waste for the Spirit Sword to fall into the hands of a spirit person, if she holds it, then her strength will be more than doubled. These two reasons, no matter which one they are, are enough for her to make a move.

"Are you a true spirit?Who are you?Right Protector?Are you a member of the Blue Alliance?" Mo Tong withstood the powerful pressure, his forehead was already full of cold sweat, but a question that couldn't help but rise in his heart was even more shocking. If this woman is a member of the Blue Alliance, then Xiang Shiyun will also be a member of the Blue Alliance. Listening to Xiang Shiyun's tone, his position seemed to be higher than that of this woman.

"Huh, I didn't expect you to have some knowledge! If you could, the envoy would really want to nominate you to join the alliance. The present protector gives you a chance, and if you worship me as a teacher, today's events will be treated as if they never happened. The Jurchen Spirit Master didn't expect Mo Tong to reveal her identity from just one title, and then swept Mo Tong's body for a week, and another thought rose in his heart.

"Right Protector, this is absolutely impossible, this secret envoy does not agree. This thief must die today!" Before Mo Tong could respond, Xiang Shiyun said angrily. At the same time, he secretly scolded in his heart, and the right protector of this dead old witch ignored the secret envoy, and said what kind of saint is she, and now she is moved when she sees a little white face?

"Alas, it's a pity, it's a pity!" Mo Tong didn't happily agree as the Jurchen Spirit had expected, but couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

"What is a pity?" The beautiful eyes of the Jurchen Spirit were erected, slightly angry, and the aura on his body was a little stronger.

"It's a pity for me that if you had told me this a hundred and fifty years ago, how nice it would have been!" Mo Tong said in a tone full of pity, very seriously.