After Mo Chongxiao entered the Demon Mountain, he didn't move around. Instead, like other peak monks, they are looking for a breakthrough in the ground.

For him, with the various pills provided by Li Wuwu, breaking through the realm was just an instantaneous thing.

After breaking through the realm, he took out all the magic weapons and talismans he had prepared for the foundation building, and then carefully recalled the exercises and swordsmanship in his mind.

There are few spiritual weapons in the White Floating Plains realm, and the spiritual weapons need to be slowly cultivated with the master, and they have just broken through, so it is better to use magic weapons.

Just as he was slowly practicing his swordsmanship, suddenly there was a sound in the distance.

He put away his sword and ran over there.

After a while, I saw a spirit demon who could already transform into a human form, leading several spirit beasts to besiege a team of people.

Carefully discern it, it was a monk of the White Yang Sect.

Don't look at the number of White Yang Sect cultivators, but they are of low rank. Even if he can block the spirit beast, there is no way to attack the spirit demon.

The demon was transformed into a big, open-chested man with a mace in his hand. Although the body is already humanoid, the face is still a pig's head.

Whew, every time he rushed up, he would smash a disciple of the White Yang Sect into a blur of flesh and blood.

And the disciples of the White Yang Sect had no intention of fighting at all, and they only cared about rushing left and right one by one, and they didn't care if the spirit beast had already devoured their companions in one bite.

Seeing this situation, Mo Chongxiao sighed, these disciples were all sent by the White Yang Sect to make up the numbers, and many of them were low-level disciples who were temporarily promoted, and they had no combat power at all.

The long sword was unsheathed, but he couldn't watch these Terran disciples being devoured.

"Cangchang"

The sound was not loud, but it was like cutting through the void, and the spirit demons in the field were suddenly suppressed.

"Whew"

The spirit demon saw Mo Chongxiao and suddenly became excited, the surrounding human race was too unbeaten, and it was very boring for the spirit demon who had just broken through the realm.

As soon as the sword in Mo Chongxiao's hand was raised, the wind under his feet had already appeared above the head of the spirit demon.

"Sting"

A sword stabbed out, and the spirit demon smashed down with a mace!

"Bang"

The earth was smashed out of a large pit with a radius of half a zhang, but Mo Chongxiao's figure had already appeared in the distance, a sword was cut horizontally, and a spirit beast was cut into two sections by a sword.

This sword directly broke the encirclement of the spirit beast.

The other spirit beasts were all intimidated by this sword, holding their tails between their legs, and hid behind the spirit demon.

Mo Chongxiao

The long sword pointed at it, and he didn't put this spirit demon in his eyes.

He has his reliance, whether it is the martial arts, swordsmanship, or other talismans that protect the way, they are all top-notch. Just a spirit demon, what is he afraid of?

The disciples of the White Yang Sect who had relieved the siege were fighting one by one. A picture of escaping death, there is no detachment of cultivators at all.

"This son, I, the White Yang Sect, will remember your kindness, and thank you for it!"

Among the disciples of the White Yang Sect, the first disciple in the late stage of qi refining hugged his fist and turned his head to leave.

Hula, these disciples of the White Yang Sect actually ignored Mo Chongxiao and walked cleanly!

Although the spirit demon over there has just broken through the realm, he already has a little bit of wisdom, and he grinned and smiled. Regardless of those Baiyang Sect disciples who escaped, they directly commanded the spirit beasts to surround Mo Chongxiao.

Looking at the disciples of the White Yang Sect who were running away, Mo Chongxiao couldn't help but sigh, if he hadn't met the Worry-Free Danzun, he might not be much stronger than these people

Retracted his thoughts, looking at the spirit demon in front of him, Mo Chongxiao's fighting spirit soared for a while.

"Boom"

The disciples of the White Yang Sect who fled in the distance heard the sound of the battle behind them, and they wanted to grow one more leg, but no one said to go back to help. Just worry about speeding yourself up and running faster.

"Click"

A sound like a broken branch sounded, and all the running Baiyang Sect disciples stopped and watched the head of the senior brother in the late stage of Qi refining who was running at the front fall with a bang.

"Run"

Everyone screamed in surprise and fled.

Behind him came the sound of a spirit beast roaring.

In the Demon Mountain within a radius of 500 miles, the roars and roars of the demon clan rise and fall, mixed with the screams and painful cries of the human race from time to time, like hell on earth.

Feng Guanyu was embarrassed at this time, if it weren't for the help of the high-grade magic weapon Wind Control Boots on his feet, he would have been in the belly of the spirit demon at this moment.

Originally, after coming here, he had already joined up with a master in the late stage of Qi refining in the clan. The master said that it was better to find a hidden place to hide first, and wait until he met other Terran masters to accompany him.

But where was Feng Guanyu, who was already at the third level of Qi refining, willing to do so? He still wanted to hunt a few spirit beasts and earn meritorious service for the Feng family.

couldn't survive his stubbornness, the two sneaked all the way, and really hunted a few spirit beasts and collected a lot of elixirs.

But at this moment, happy and sad, a spirit demon appeared in front of him, Feng Guanyu shouted: "Shoulder to shoulder!"

But he made a handful of it

charm, then smeared the soles of the feet with oil and ran.

The curse of the master of the family behind him "can't die well!" didn't take it to heart at all, as long as he lived, how did he die?

But the good luck along the way seemed to run out, and after running for a while, he encountered a spirit beast blocking the way. Now that there is no master to escort, he can only turn around and run in a panic, and the spirit beast is getting closer and closer.

Going to die?

Feng Guanyu ran with all his strength and shouted "Help!"

But who will come to his rescue at this time?

"Who should I be, this shouting? It turns out to be the eldest young man of the Feng family!"

A joking voice came, but to Feng Guanyu's ears, it was like a heavenly sound.

Not far away, a figure stood on the branch, just looking at himself for a long time!

The third son of the Mo family, the guy who was almost robbed of the magic weapon by himself.

I thought I could find a master to rescue him, but I didn't want to, but I just met such a guy who was not in the middle of qi refining at best.

"Brother Mo, hurry up! You and I have grievances, it's just a small thing in this big competition, turn around and kowtow to apologize to you!"

No matter who comes, as long as someone comes to take over and save your life.

"Hehe, Feng Dashao also has such embarrassing times"

Mo Chongge was unmoved, and only stood quietly on the branches.

Feng Guanyu lowered his head and ran wildly, with a hideous expression on his face, and suddenly turned his head and ran in the direction of Mo Chongge.

"Haha, you're shameless enough. ”

Mo Chongge sneered on his face and reached out to put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

Feng Guanyu didn't say a word, rushed past the feet of Mo Chongge, and suddenly shook his hand and smashed a talisman towards the branch where Mo Chongge was standing, only to hear a "click", the branch broke, and landed together with Mo Chongge, who was standing on it, in front of the chasing spirit beast.

The spirit beast roared and rushed towards Mo Chongge.

Hearing the roar of the spirit beast behind him, Feng Guanyu sneered: If you don't save you when you die, is there any moral justification on this demon mountain?

didn't look back, followed a hill, floated away, he knew that Mo Chongge was finished.

Mo Chongge is finished, the fight is over, and the killing is finished.

The seemingly ferocious spirit beast exploded into countless pieces under his fluttering stab.

This is the effect of his practice of swordsmanship for such a period of time.

If the swordsmanship is too weak, how can he be worthy of the name of his Worry-free Danzun Named Disciple?