The darts in the hands of the white-robed old man floated one by one, his eyes showed a hint of banter, a flash of spiritual power flashed, and those darts stabbed towards Qi Wandao violently.

Those darts were extremely sharp, making a loud sound in mid-air, and they thrust towards the vital points around Qi Wandao's body.

"Boy, this is a high-grade spirit weapon on the Yellow Order, you can die on it, and you can also look at it. ”

Those darts hissed in mid-air, Qi Wandao's eyes froze, his feet stepped on the sky and clouds, his body was like a ghost, constantly changing, so that those darts flew away from his body, only piercing his clothes.

"Wan Dao, you hurry up!"

Suddenly, an old figure rushed out of the palace on the side, and the emerald green spiritual power condensed from his hands, and struck at the white-robed old man.

"Mo Guzi, you are looking for death!"

The black-robed old man looked at Mo Guzi, and the red spiritual power in his hand turned into a sharp arrow, and shot towards Mo Guzi's body.

Seeing this, Qi Wandao's brows furrowed slightly, the black-robed old man was already a sixfold powerhouse in the Soul Condensation Realm, and Mo Guzi was only in the realm of the Soul Condensing Fivefold Heaven, and he was not the opponent of the two of them at all.

That spiritual power burst towards Mo Guzi's body, making a slight explosion sound in mid-air, making Mo Guzi's face change.

I saw someone release fireworks just now, so I hurried towards this side, and sure enough, it was Qi Wandao. Although he didn't take much care of Qi Wandao before, Qi Wandao was the best disciple he had taught after all, and he couldn't let Qi Wandao die here before he grew up.

"Yellow-tier martial arts, Aoki Shield. ”

Mo Guzi's hands were sealed, and a heavy wooden shield was condensed in front of him, resisting the powerful spiritual power beam.

"Hehe, do you want to save Qi Wandao? Mo Guzi, I'm afraid you haven't recognized your strength yet!"

The white-robed old man showed a mocking look in his eyes, and with a move of both hands, those darts suddenly rushed towards Mo Guzi, and the sharp darts hissed in mid-air.

"Glass body. ”

Qi Wandao let out a low snort, and his skin suddenly changed into a glass casting, and there was a surging spiritual power flowing under the red skin, which made people can't help but take a second look.

"Bang bang bang. ”

Those darts slammed into Qi Wandao, and those darts hit his body, making a sound of metal collision, and a slight crack appeared on Qi Wandao's body.

Seeing that Qi Wandao wanted to help him resist those darts, Mo Guzi's face changed, and he came here to become a drag on Qi Wandao.

"Wan Dao, you go quickly! Leave me alone. ”

A hint of determination flashed in Mo Guzi's old eyes, and he rushed towards the black and white old man with the wooden shield condensed in front of him, wanting to fight for Qi Wandao.

"Hmph, you two don't want to leave. ”

There were a few more darts beside the white-robed old man, while the black-robed old man rushed towards Mo Guzi, with a bit of cruelty in his eyes.

The two of them were originally born as robbers, and if it weren't for Mo Xian seeing them pitiful, they would have been hunted down to death by the enemy.

The black-robed old man sealed his hands and struck at Mo Guzi's chest, and the red spiritual power condensed into arrows and shot away.

There were some people faintly around, among them there were many disciples and elders like Yan Qishan who were unwilling to surrender to Nangong Wu, they didn't make a move in the dark, looking at this life-and-death scene, there was a trace of disappointment in their eyes.

"It's over. We don't have a chance anymore. ”

One of the disciples sighed, they had originally wanted to wait until the Mo Immortal attacked and follow the Mo Immortal to reinvigorate the Wanyun Sect. However, now it seems that only Qi Wandao has come, and Mo Immortals are not in the Wanyun Sect at all.

When some of the other people heard that disciple's words, their eyes also showed disappointment, after all, if Mo Xian himself didn't want to return to Wanyun Sect, then they wouldn't have a chance to overthrow Nangong Wu's rule at all.

The white-robed old man rushed towards Qi Wandao, and said with a smug face: "You and Mo Xian have been wanted by our three sects, don't say it's you, even if Mo Xian comes today, you will die." ”

The crimson spiritual power condensed in the hands of the white-robed old man, and he hit Qi Wandao fiercely, towards the crack on Qi Wandao's body.

Mo Guzi's face turned pale, the wood spiritual power in his hand suddenly condensed, and he waved towards the white-robed old man with one hand, and the emerald green spiritual power rushed through the air like jade.

"Let's go!"

Mo Guzi shouted and pushed Qi Wandao out, and one person withstood the attack of the black and white old man.

"Boom!"

The surging spiritual power converged towards Moguzi, collided with Moguzi's body, and an extremely powerful explosion was generated, which suddenly set off a storm of spiritual power, spreading towards the surroundings with Moguzi as the center.

"Wan Dao, you must take back our Wan Yun Sect!"

Qi Wandao looked at the ink valley at the center of the explosion, his eyes were slightly stunned, he seemed to be frozen for a while, and watched the ink valley in the explosion being blown up, and the warm blood splashed on his face.

"Bastard, I want you dead!"

As Qi Wandao's master, Qi Wandao has always had a lot of feelings for Moguzi, but because of his rebirth in this life, he didn't know how to say a lot. In his heart, he has always maintained respect for Mo Guzi.

With Qi Wandao's rage, the spiritual power in his body also suddenly rolled up, and a powerful spiritual power fluctuation erupted from his body, and the Soul Condensing Realm Duotian quietly broke through and rushed towards the two of them turning into afterimages.

"What's wrong with this kid!"

The white-robed old man's eyes showed a hint of horror, and Qi Wandao's red eyes actually made him a little afraid.

"You look at Senior Brother!"

Everyone looked at Qi Wandao, who was wrapped in purple flames, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes, and at this time, Qi Wandao seemed to have an inexplicable power, making those disciples feel that he was a kind of dependence.

"You're all going to die for me!"

Qi Wandao's hands were sealed, hundreds of fire snakes condensed out, and Zhou Tian's aura became chaotic at this moment, as if it was scorched and churned by the flames in Qi Wandao's hands.

The Purple Flame Spiritual Fire continued to spread out from the Flame Yang Dao Seed, and it immediately surrounded the black and white old man, making their faces change.

"Boy, what do you want to do!"

For the first time, the white-robed old man's face showed a look of fear, and he rushed back behind him.

"I want you to bury my master!"

As the words fell, the hot flame spiritual power suddenly enveloped the two of them, and the extremely hot purple flame spiritual fire frantically scorched the two of them, and a terrible scream came out of it.

"Wanyun Sect, it's not for you to get your hands on. ”