Mo Dao's thoughts were in a mess now.

Ah Li? Master? What exactly will happen in the future?

And what does the demon clan and demon Chen have to do with themselves?

What kind of place is this?

Thinking of this, Mo Dao couldn't help frowning.

Haoran looked at Mo Dao's appearance and couldn't help but chuckle: "Boy, what's the use of thinking more now, can you change anything?" No!

Only strength.

I think you should have seen something bad in a dream, right?

Then what you should do is to desperately improve your strength, so that you can change the outcome of things. ”

Haoran's words made Mo Dao sober up, yes. With his current cultivation, even if he knew that Ah Li and Master might have changes in the future, what could he do? Do you have what it takes to intervene? No! Then the only thing you can do is to improve your cultivation with all your might

Mo Dao clenched his fists, is it strong?

Mo Dao's heart was enlightened, and at this time, it seemed that a voice was guiding him, merging with what his heart wanted, and a slow but firm voice came out of his mouth.

"In my name, take your oath. Borrowing the meaning of the Tao, the existence of the heart. ”

When Mo Dao spat out the last word, the momentum on his body surged violently, the confinement of cultivation was broken, the spiritual power in his body was completely liquidized, and Chochen appeared in his hand from the dantian, and the two dragon-shaped traces on the hilt of Chopchen gradually climbed and revealed, and at the same time, the vast sword intent emanated, and the sword intent - guard.

Haoran on the side saw that when Chochen appeared in Mo Dao's hand, his eyes narrowed, and it was definitely not taken out of the mustard seed ring but appeared in his body! Good guys, natal magic weapon! If it weren't for the condensation of the Holy Dao Sword, I don't know what my eyes would look like. But? When will the natal magic weapon be made before it falls to the door panel?

Natal magic weapon, as the name suggests, is like fate, the magic weapon chooses people, most monks can not encounter a natal magic weapon in their lives, a natal magic weapon for the monk's promotion is huge, it can be said that direct and indirect promotion, far more than the average monk about sixty percent, strength, potential, spiritual power absorption.

And at this moment, in Mo Dao's eyes, the world has become different, and the traces of the flow of spiritual energy in the sky are extremely clear, sometimes outlining a strange imprint.

Mo Dao knew from the classics that it was the most basic rune, which was why only those with strong condensation veins could refine more than three grades, mid-level items.

Because the strong condensation vein can initially perceive the heaven and earth dao seal to guide the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and the divine consciousness is initially condensed and engraved with the spirit pattern, it is said that when the condensation vein is condensed, it can be regarded as truly entering the palace of cultivation.

Mo Dao understood what the master said, his own way. My way is to guard, to protect the people behind me, Ah Li, Senior Sister, Master, and the Void Gate.

Stroking the chopping in his hand, feeling the abundant spiritual power in his body, Mo Dao felt that his state was better than ever, and he just wanted to find someone to fight well, so as to feel his strength more clearly.

Mo Dao's eyes turned, staring at Haoran who had a strange face on the side, looking at himself, at this time he could feel Haoran's strength, the powerhouse at the peak of the sixth layer of the condensation vein, with a provocative look on his face.

Haoran, who was originally looking at Mo Dao, raised his eyebrows, and he immediately sensed Mo Dao's idea. But I wanted to teach this guy a lesson a long time ago, and I originally wanted to partner with this guy on the flying boat, but he actually thought he was going to sell discs. Damn, if I have a disc and sell it to you, I don't know if I can read it.

Ahem, thinking far away, Haoran came back to his senses, the corner of his mouth showed an evil smile that was very handsome, and he hooked his hand towards Mo Dao: "The kid wants to fight, come on, it's not me who brags, I'll let you ......"

Listening to Haoran's provocative movements, Mo Dao didn't say a word, and the spiritual power in his body soared, but before Haoran finished speaking, Mo Dao rushed up with a slash and slapped at him.

Sensing the impending attack, Hao Ran didn't say much, the Holy Dao Sword disappeared, and an ordinary three-grade long sword appeared in his hand, he didn't want to use his strength at the peak of the condensation period to bully a rookie who had just entered the condensation vein.

The spiritual power quickly poured into the flying sword, and he raised his hand with a sword and slashed towards Mo Dao.

Peng, the two attacked and collided together.

The force of the impact caused the two to slide back a few steps each.

Haoran's arm was numb, the flying sword in his hand trembled, Haoran's face was as usual, but his heart was very bitter. Damn, is this guy a physical cultivator or a sword cultivator! The strength is like a monster, and it seems that you have to go all out.

Haoran didn't have time to think about it, and he heard Mo Dao speak: "Grandson has the ability to take grandpa's three swords, the first sword!" ”

With a powerful force, Mo Dao slashed towards Haoran.

Haoran's heart was on fire, and the guy who had just entered the first layer of the condensation vein actually looked down on himself, the flying sword in his hand turned brightly, and he drank lightly in his mouth: "The right way in the world!" ”

A majestic aura rose.

Peng, after this fierce collision, the two separated again, and the aftermath swept around, flying sand and rocks and trees within a hundred meters around were broken, and the essence in the eyes of both of them exploded again.

The spiritual power was rampant, and the two rushed towards each other at the same time.

Mo Dao burst into the mouth again: "Second sword!" ”

Haoran whispered, "Have mercy on all beings." ”

Mo Dao's sword was still overwhelming, but Haoran's sword was very peaceful, as if there was no trace of fighting.

However, when the two swords collided together, the clouds were light and the wind was light, there was no huge sound, and there were no strong fluctuations.

Mo Dao felt extremely aggrieved, as if he was hitting cotton, and his strength could not be vented, but Mo Dao was even more excited, only such an opponent could test his strength.

But aren't you cotton? Then I will be strong enough to slash through the huge cotton with a single sword.

Mo Dao closed his eyes and felt the feeling that heaven and earth gave him, and a momentum precipitated.

After a second, Mo Dao opened his eyes, the light in his eyes flickered, and he drank softly: "The third sword!" ”

This time, Mo Dao was different from the previous one, like the power of heaven and earth, carrying the surging trend of heaven and earth, surging towards Haoran.

Feeling the power of Mo Dao's sword, Haoran's face was solemn, he tried his best to relax himself, felt the breath of heaven and earth, and then looked at it and shouted: "Kill to stop Ge!" ”

Peng, this time Haoran was knocked away, and he hurriedly suffered a sword carrying the general trend of heaven and earth, and the flying sword in his hand was just average, so that Mo Dao had a chance to take advantage of it, and he flew away with a sword.

Seeing Haoran being beaten, Mo Dao looked happy, he didn't say anything, let's fight again, but he understood the gap between himself and Haoran, although it would not hurt the killer, but he would not let go of the water dog several times.

Without saying a word, Mo Dao's hand was pinched, the brilliance flowed, and a round of annular blue streamer formed, shooting towards Haoran, who had not yet landed.

Haoran, who sensed the danger coming, didn't have time to make extra moves, just barely getting a layer of spirit shield on his body, and Mo Dao's star wheel explosion had already arrived, and it exploded violently.

A loud bang rose, and the smoke and dust filled the place where it landed a hundred meters away, obscuring the light.

After a while, Haoran walked out, but his appearance was very miserable, and he was no longer the dashing young man he was at the beginning.

Covered in dust, his clothes were blown to shreds, and his face was dusty.

glanced at Mo Dao resentfully.

"Count you ruthless! Next time, Brother Hao, I have to teach you a lesson with the Holy Dao Sword! After speaking, Haoran went straight to the street.

Mo Dao touched his cheek and smiled.

But he won't let Haoran go, and he has to find a way to go back, two people are better than one. And with this common tribulation and the "feelings" that came out of the exchange, the two of them were friends, too, and they were not friends.