This change was too abnormal, and Wusa, who had always had the upper hand, let go of his facelessness, and he held the sarcophagus with one hand, and his face covered with scales showed pain. His other hand covered his neck, as if it was becoming difficult to breathe.

Now is a great opportunity to fight back, and everyone present knows this, so those who take medicine take medicine, and those who move move move.

Cheng Qixue immediately took out the only few "Soul Rejuvenation Pills" on his body, took two of them first, and then threw two of them at Luo Bingqian and Hu Hansan, and the three of them each took medicine, and the wounds in their bodies recovered quickly. Then they crawled on the ground, like hunting leopards, closely watching the movements of Wusa's side.

And Mo Zhiyu immediately got up again, and crawled hard in the direction of the Tian'a Sword on the shaky ground.

"Hum—"

Out of nowhere, there was a sword roar that shook everyone's eardrums.

Mo Zhiyu even sensed a familiar aura, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a sword flying in from the crack at the top, and his eyes widened suddenly, because he remembered this sword—this was Heyin's sword, called "Yan Wuzhong".

The weapons of the remaining three disciples of Yue Fenghua had different appearances, but their names were all three words. The "years of the moon" can master time and space; Mu Yingfeng's "Tao Ruohua" can release illusions; Heyin's "Yan Wuxuan" is the main killing and defense, which can be turned into a huge protective shield or incarnated into a cage.

And the current sword is the most primitive mentality of "Yan Wuzhong", which is a simple long sword, which looks so ordinary that it can't be more ordinary.

Now that this sword appears here, it represents the sound of the sound. But after being cursed before, Heyin has run out of oil and dried up, she is not Wusa, there is no evil magic as support, how can she launch such a strong power again?

Mo Zhiyu chuckled in his heart, probably having guessed Heyin's determination.

From the moment she told her life story in front of everyone, risking the pain of backlash, her determination has been demonstrated. Even if she runs out of life, she will definitely fight to the end with Wusa!

"Yan Wuxuan" roared in, with a powerful momentum, in a trance, it seemed that people saw a roaring snow leopard, which was sending out the final desperate killing towards Wusa.

This momentum pressed Mo Zhiyu to the ground, and he only felt a chill sweep across his back, leaving inch by inch of ice crystals.

Wusa looked up at "Yan Wuzhong" with a painful face, and the cold aura of this sword momentum had already stained the scales and armor on his face.

But at this time, Wusa suddenly smiled. His mouth grew so violently that he took the initiative to face "Yan Wuzhong", and then ate this powerful power in one bite!

Eating such a powerful force in one bite made Wusa's stomach instantly bigger, and he was propped up to "burp", leaning against the sarcophagus a little angrily, and then let out a wild laugh:

"Hahahaha, Heyin, you dead girl, do you think I won't expect your calculations? I know that you will do something in the power that has been transmitted to me, and of course I also know that you will fight to kill me, so I am waiting for you to kill me so that I can absorb your true power!

Hahahaha! ”

Such a powerful force came suddenly, and disappeared in an instant, which made everyone present stunned, and then their hearts sank to the bottom, and they thought that an opportunity was lost in this way.

Only Mo Zhiyu quickly crawled towards the Tian'a Sword again after shaking off the ice crystals on his back, and he couldn't miss a single moment.

But at this time, Wusa also saw Mo Zhiyu's movements, and then Wusa ran over in a few steps, kicked Mo Zhiyu away, and viciously pulled out the Tian'a sword, he pointed at Mo Zhiyu with his sword, and laughed wildly: "Look, you lost, you lost completely, what is the last Yue family?" I'm the last member of the month's family! ”

Mo Zhiyu fell from the air to the ground again, and once again he coughed up blood violently, but this time, he had a smile on his face. He grinned with his teeth bared, bloodshot on them, but laughed happily.

It didn't matter if Wusa laughed like crazy, but when he saw Mo Zhiyu laughing like a madman, he was stunned, thinking that this shouldn't be the result he saw.

Then, he finally noticed that under Mo Zhiyu's body, it was the bronze heart guard that Cheng Qixue was holding before. At this time, the blood of Mo Zhiyu had already stained the entire mirror, and a dazzling light bloomed out, which was cyan, red, purple, and golden, and it was so bright that it was impossible to look at it directly.

"Let's go!" Mo Zhiyu suddenly threw the bronze mirror towards Cheng Qixue, and the brilliance bloomed in the air, and it turned out to be a circle of light out of thin air, this is a teleportation circle!

"Don't think!" Wusa yelled, he didn't understand the formation, he actually lost at this point, this bronze mirror is exactly the thing of the Yun family, the "master of formation cultivation", and it is worthy of its name.

This made him very unwilling, this should have been a doomed victory!

However, now the appearance of this teleportation circle has completely shattered the balance of power here, and the chaotic Yuan Force airflow swirls in the not spacious stone room, rushing people to stagger. As the strongest one, Wusa was the first to bear the brunt, obviously becoming an eye of the formation, surrounded by disorderly forces, so that he couldn't even swing his sword.

"Let's go!" Mo Zhiyu got up from the ground with the ink knife in his hand, and the foot that was trampled off by Wusa was still trembling. However, his eyes were full of confidence and determination.

At this moment, the meow ball, which had been dormant in the shadows, suddenly appeared, and directly dragged away the weak facelessness from Xiang Cheng Qixue's side.

Cheng Qixue and Luo Bingqian immediately blocked Hu Hansan and Wuyan, and followed the meow ball to the teleportation circle in the air.

"No!" Wusa roared angrily, almost unleashing the strength of his whole body, and the momentum around his body turned into a huge skeleton, and he bit towards the teleportation circle in the air with his mouth open.

"You don't even think about it!" Mo Zhi stabbed the ink knife in his hand to the ground violently. With a rumbling sound, the gravel ground that was already full of cracks collapsed one after another, and the large area where he and Wusa were standing collapsed in unison, and with the mysterious sarcophagus, they fell deeper into the abyss!

"No!" Luo Bingqian, who was in the hall in the air, saw this scene, and was so excited that she wanted to go back, but she had already entered the teleportation array, and the power of the circle was enveloping her, and Hu Hansan behind her grabbed her, so she could only watch the abyss get farther and farther away from her, and she was flying towards the light behind her!

(End of chapter)