The dilapidated streets, the houses collapsed into ruins, the prosperity and peace of the past were wiped out, the mourning was everywhere, the corpses were all over the ground, and the blood flowed like rivers, as if they were inlaid with a layer of red dye in this extremely sad night.

The night is hazy, the moonlight is soft, the cold wind is slow, penetrating people's bones, the scenes on the road are being shown in Mo Li's mind like a slide, as if the dream came true, even the air is not only filled with blood, but also filled with a cold air, now he will not be sad, but it is not the time to be sad!

From the entrance fence of the tribe to the current altar in the back mountain are full of corpses, the tragic fight made Mo Li emerge with hatred and anger, and his steps have become extremely resolute and decisive at this moment, that is a kind of growth, that is also a kind of exercise to defeat the demons, that is a kind of heart of his heart now, resist foreign enemies, defend his homeland!

"Bang!" Mo Li instantly rushed into the back mountain altar, and all the fighting came into view in an instant.

There are hundreds of people on the field who are fighting fiercely, they are wearing strange costumes, and there is a slightly familiar figure on the high platform, that is Yun Yuyan, the person who once scolded him coldly, is fighting with Sima Zhao's brother at this time, and he also saw some people from the Black Silkworm Tribe, who are struggling to wield their blades to resist the attacks of some elders of the Tai'a tribe, and the clothes on their bodies have already been stained with a layer of blood, and the battle is still going on!

And at this moment, I saw a clansman from the Tai'a tribe galloping on the field, wielding a matching knife, the sword shimmered, and the cold light was dazzling.

"Qiang!" Mo Li swung his knife to kill, poof, the blade quickly swept into his abdomen, blood flowed, and the whole person fell limply.

Mo Li didn't stop when he made a move, sparked on the ground with a matching knife, and then danced his knife and went straight into the chaotic battle!

"Kill!" the clansmen don't know each other, only the knife in their hands is attacking and killing the common enemy, the voice is rough and imposing, and from time to time there are clansmen who make the strongest voice in their hearts!

"Bang bang bang!" The swords slashed, the collision between the weapons emitted a red like blood, and the blood soaked the clothes like sweat, but the eyes were more and more crazy, and the anger of hatred was completely ignited, raging in the battle!

"Clan, go to the clan together!" Mo Li's voice roared, waving the knife and cutting off the enemy's head in one fell swoop, bathing in the enemy's blood, his red face became as fierce as a beast, and his eyes were once again close to an elder of the Tai'a tribe, whose body had the cultivation of the eighth layer of blood coagulation, was waving the matching knife in his hand, and every time the knife fell, the clansmen were slaughtered in his hands, and in the blink of an eye, there were dozens of corpses lying under his feet!

"Old horseman, come to life!!" The sword light was vertical and horizontal, Mo Li pinched his fingers with one hand, and a pair of wings like a magic bat behind him fanned wildly again, the wind roared, blowing sand and stones, and rushed forward with fast steps!

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The sound of the collision of knives came and went, and the two were strangled together in an instant, the surrounding wind and sand were permeated, and they couldn't see the figures clearly, only the two knife shadows that were cold were fighting in the haze.

The earth shook, the rocks collapsed, the golden cracked stones, every move was filled with the breath of destruction, and the nearby altars were shocked into powder in the aftermath, but the two still did not give up in the slightest.

"Boom!!" There was a muffled snort in the hazy dust storm, and the two of them instantly retreated, but at this time, Mo Li's eyes were as cold as gold and iron, without saying a word, he raised his hand and patted the center of his eyebrows, the flesh of the eyebrows opened, and a drop of blood as big as a fingernail instantly floated out, and was swallowed by his mouth, and melted in his mouth, turning into a rolling flood like a tsunami of qi and blood flowing in the veins of the body, and the flesh was once again full of a long-lost sense of strength, as if one hand could break the void, and one hand could shatter this mountain, and even the beast clothes he was wearing were broken in the strength, revealing a dark yellow skin, which looked extremely ordinary in the moonlight。

The elder of the Tai'a tribe saw this scene, his face was terrified, the previous melee had already exhausted the essence in his body, but he could still only leave dozens of scars on the other party's body, and now Mo Li swallowed the brute blood of the Kaiyang Realm, as if he had swallowed the elixir, which was far from what he could resist!

turned around and wanted to escape, but Mo Li felt something in his heart, the wings on his back once again flapped strongly, and he used his strength to glide forward, his palms formed a seal at the same time, and the vast qi and blood in his body seemed to be like a surging river and water gathered in his arms, and even the blood lines in his body also crackled at this moment, as if he had broken the shackles, and the subtle technique was once again free, waving in his hand, or dragon shape, or tiger fist, or leopard paw.

The attack swept towards the other party, and the elder also felt that the crisis was coming, and his body instinctively punched back, but the fleeing figure was stagnant, and in this moment, he was chased by Mo Li, and the fight happened again.

"Bang bang bang!"

With fist to fist, palm to palm, the originally dull and dull eyes suddenly shot out two red lights, making the elder in the melee look dazed, but in an instant of distraction, Mo Li's fist, which had gathered the power of qi and blood all over his body, slapped down fiercely.

I only heard a bang, the bones broke, the head flew, and even the Yuan Shen who escaped was annihilated under the strength of the fist, and the blood was spilled all over the body, like a demon god bathed in blood, flapping his wings and sprinting down again.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

The figure flashed, and there were red waves, and corpses fell with it, and even those monks of the seventh layer of blood condensation gradually retreated in fear, until they were forced into a corner, still fighting to the death.

"Bang!" There was a sudden crisp sound in the sky, and I saw that there was a suspended bead at the top of the pyramid that was shattered by the energy, and the stone chips were flying and the smoke and dust were filled.

And the moment the stone chips fell, there was a mass of items as bright as jasper suspended at the top, absorbing the moonlight and turning it into its own use.

In mid-air, the two of them took a few steps backwards from each other, forming a confrontation situation, but those eyes were staring intently at the light suspended in the middle, and there was endless fire in the eyes.

"Wow!" Yun Yuyan, who was silent, was like a breeze, leaning out her soft jade hand and grabbing it towards the light cluster.

At the same time, the other party's figure also floated out in an instant, and the cultivation of the Kaiyang Realm once again bombarded again like a surging flood.

"Rumble!!" The stars dimmed, the stars swayed, the miserable night was like a hazy coat draped over the body, one soft and one rigid swirled back and forth in the air, the terrifying aftermath raged in mid-air, and even the void became extremely fragile, rumbling and muffling......