Swept away the Qilin Sword, the old way did not stop, and the blood swept towards Mo Tian's neck.

The bloodshot on the dust, each as sharp as a sharp weapon, is enough to easily cut the throat.

Mo Tian has been fighting to the death for a long time and has extremely rich combat experience.

The demon fire golden seal wrapped around his arm, and Mo Tian's hand was like lightning, and he immediately grabbed the blood dust firmly in his hand, and he was about to snatch it over.

Lao Dao was stunned for a moment, and the dust quickly circled, and wisps of blood light swung out of it, forming a blood-colored Taiji circle around the dust.

The moment the Tai Chi circle appeared, Mo Tian hurriedly withdrew his hand, knowing that once this child and mother blood circle was sucked in, it could devour people's essence blood and true qi, which was very powerful.

Mo Tian withdrew his hand, but the old man refused to give up, and the dust continued to circulate. With the sound of the baby's cry, countless tiny baby arms, squirming in the blood baby circle, came towards Mo Tianquan.

Although Mo Tian was not shocked, the Qilin Wanyin condensed in his palm and slapped it out with one palm. A fiery unicorn more than three feet high, the flames were rolling, with a trace of the brilliant heavenly power of the divine beast, pounced on the blood dust, and pounced on the blood baby circle.

The Flame Qilin collided with the Blood Infant Circle, but instead of being swallowed, it made a violent collision sound.

The sound of the baby's weeping swept away with the flying sand and rocks.

Look at the old way again, although the blood baby circle has been broken, the blood whisk dust is not damaged at all.

This bloody dust is not only difficult to break, but also invulnerable.

At this moment, the old road was also shocked back a few steps, and between the blood whisks and dust, there seemed to be wisps of red blood, flowing down the dust.

I saw that his left palm suddenly poked out, and the blood fluttered in the dust, and there was a painting on the palm of his left hand.

"Blood Baby Thunder!"

Lao Dao shouted violently, raised his palm and slapped it at Mo Tian.

In the palm of his hand, a blood-colored Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram, the blood light was magnificent, and it slammed into Mo Tian.

The blood-colored Taiji diagram, after breaking away from the palm of the old Dao, became bigger and bigger. There was a faint blood-red thunderbolt, flickering in it, eye-catching.

At the moment when the Blood Infant Thunder was formed, Mo Tian clearly felt his soul tremble fiercely.

This blood infant thunder is actually directly aimed at the soul of a person.

Once the soul is defeated, it is a martial saint, and it will be finished!

Mo Tian's face was solemn, and as soon as his mind moved, a unicorn tiger tooth appeared in his hand.

The Qilin Sword was knocked away by the old way, and Mo Tian could only use this Qilin Tiger Tooth temporarily.

Without the increase in the power of the inscription on the Qilin Sword, Mo Tian's combat power would inevitably be discounted. But now, I don't care about that much.

Holding the Qilin Tiger Tooth in his hand, a crimson flame starry sky appeared behind Mo Tian.

"Wow"

A huge firebird swept across the starry sky, the Qilin Tiger Tooth shook, and a blazing sword qi swept out, blasting above the Blood Infant Thunder.

The two forces intersected, and a terrifying circle of energy exploded.

The moment he broke through the Blood Infant Thunder, Mo Tian obviously felt a "buzz!" sound in his head, a little dizzy.

This blood baby thunder is really powerful, even if it is broken, it still has residual power.

If it weren't for Mo Tian's spiritual power, which had already reached the fourth order, the aftermath of this Blood Infant Thunder alone would be enough to hit him hard.

An old Taoist is so powerful, this Ice and Fire Xuan Realm is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, not to be underestimated!

Mo Tian had just broken through the Blood Infant Thunder, and above his head, the sound of a fierce wind whistling again.

The short man with small strength and big strength split Huashan with a single move of his eyebrow stick, and once again covered Mo Tiandang's head.

This sneak attack was well timed.

Mo Tian had just finished performing the Vermilion Bird Sword Technique, and was shocked by the aftermath of the Blood Infant Thunder. In a hurry, he had to reluctantly take a breath of true qi, and with the power of the unicorn palm, he swung towards the Qi Mei stick.

"Boom!" Qi Mei smashed down, and Mo Tian felt that his palm was about to be torn.

The short man has infinite strength, and it is by virtue of the momentum that falls from the sky, this blow is surprisingly powerful!

The moment his right palm took the Qi Mei stick, the half of Mo Tian's body was directly smashed into the ground.

Seeing that a stick did not kill Mo Tian, the short man was slightly stunned, and smashed the eyebrow stick on Mo Tian's head for a while.

He is a body refiner, he has never practiced martial arts, and he relies on brute force against the enemy.

Mo Tian's right hand was condensed and waved, if it weren't for the fact that he had already cultivated the Qilin Arm, his martial body had been tempered by the Heavenly Thunder Leaf. Just one stick can smash him to pieces.

Mo Tian secretly gritted his teeth and vowed to stomp on this short man who specializes in sneak attacks!

At this moment, a sound of "sss

Mo Tian secretly scolded "Dead Lady!", and then he felt his heart numb, and his true anger could no longer be raised.

"Dead ball!"

The short man shouted violently, picked up the eyebrow stick, and smashed it down!

"Hum!" There was an earth-shattering sound, and Mo Tian was smashed into the pebble ground.

"Dead?"

The sissy walked over, with a silver needle twisted in her hand, glanced at the deep hole, and asked.

The short man's two thick eyebrows were twisted together and he said, "Something is wrong!"

"What's wrong?"

Lao Dao also walked over and asked.

"My last stick doesn't seem to have smashed on people!"

The short man said, raising his hand. I saw a big hole in his tiger's mouth, and the piece of eyebrow stick in his hand was dyed blood-red.

It was the force of the shock just now, which shook him.

The three of them looked at each other, and there was a look of doubt in their eyes.

At this moment, a scorching heat suddenly came from the ground.

Immediately afterward, the entire pebble beach on the riverbank seemed to tremble.

The three of them glanced at each other and swept backwards.

At one point, the ground exploded and rocks flew.

A snow-white flame unicorn, seven or eight feet high, stepped out from the ground.

On the head of the unicorn, a young man held a large black tripod in his hand, standing proudly.

In Mo Tian's eyes, the pitch-black magic light swept away, and he swept coldly towards the three of them, spitting out a cold word "kill!"

In the next moment, the fiery unicorn transformed by the Dark Fire shattered. The Qilin Ten Thousand Seals flame scorched, stretching out beneath his feet.

And the fire of the drunken capital turned into a horse and wrapped around the Qilin tiger teeth.

Mo Tian held the tripod in his left hand, using his spiritual power to manipulate the fire control formation in it to control the fire of the Xudu Hell, and in his right hand he held the Qilin Tiger Tooth.

The spiritual power of the fourth grade has been able to allow him to completely control the fire control array in the Ghost King Ding. The power of the Dark Fire can be maximized.

When the seal of the unicorn was moving, Mo Tian displayed the shadowless sword technique, integrated into the dark fire of the capital of Xudu, and slashed at the evil cultivator first.

Lao Dao raised his eyebrows, danced in the air with blood whisks and dust, and drew a big blood-colored "edict" character.

I saw him hit the word "E" with a whisk of dust, and countless stones swept the heavens and the earth, forming a thick stone pillar around the word "E", and blasted towards Mo Tian.

Mo Tian rushed straight up, destroying the world with one move, and the demon soldier's true qi and the demon fire were fused together, slashing at the stone pillar.

The stone pillars shattered, and the rocks flew and rolled down.

Lao Dao's face turned pale for a while, and he stumbled a few times under his feet, and retreated again and again.

At this moment, a huge force carried the momentum of the top and slashed down on the head.

Mo Tian had already released his spiritual power, enveloping the range of five hundred meters around him.

You don't need to look at him to know who likes to play this trick from the sky and sneak attack him.

The corners of Mo Tian's mouth couldn't help but float a sneer!