Haoyang Hunter Chaoyin, the Gathering Spirit Realm Zhou Tian Realm, although it is in the most elementary stage of the Gathering Spirit Realm, it is always a level higher than Yuanwei Mu Annie. Mu Wei's arrogant provocation made him angry, and he was determined to stand up in front of the two, so he didn't dodge or let Mu Wei hit him with a green light.

Seeing that Chao Yin's body was stable and did not shake, Yuanwei was a little disappointed, but Mu Wei shouted wildly on the side: "Brother Yuanwei beat him, the old man has been poisoned, you see that there is green steam lingering on his head, and his spiritual power will be exhausted without a stick of incense!"

Although Motowei doubted the authenticity of Mu Wei's words, he still cooperated very well to show an excited look, holding up the snake staff and condensing a cyan dragon shadow that was close to the essence and rushed straight to Chaoyin.

Chaoyin muttered in his heart, and didn't dare to pick up the dragon shadow of Yuanwei again. He took out a ghost-faced pestle, which was three feet long, with a black bone handle in the center and two four-sided grimaces at the ends.

"Shield!" shouted Chaoyin.

A black spiritual shield was in front of him. The cyan dragon shadow slammed into the shield, and the spiritual shield shadow flickered a few times, turning into a little starlight and dissipating in the air, and the dragon shadow was like the end of a strong crossbow, dissipating with the shield shadow.

Chao Yin was taken aback in his heart, the spiritual shield shadow just now was his most secure defensive means, usually fighting with the immortal cultivators of the Spirit Gathering Realm, he could easily resist all kinds of attacks, but he was easily defeated by Yuan Wei when he didn't expect it. He didn't know that the reason for this was not that he was poisoned, but that Motowei was so strong in the first place.

"Trapping!" shouted Mu Wei.

Thick rattan sticks emerged from the ground and wrapped tightly around Chaoyin's legs. Chao Yin smiled coldly, his legs shook, shattering all those rattans, and a stride came straight to Mu Wei, through a few moves, he already clearly felt that Mu Wei was relatively weak.

"Exciting Spring!"

Yuan Wei didn't wait for Chaoyin to approach Mu Wei, and he conjured up dozens of water columns within a few zhang around him, and the water columns rose and fell and surged, carrying the powerful power of the water system from the underground.

"Open it for me!" Chaoyin waved the ghost-faced pestle, and several black lights and shadows wrapped around a huge skull and smashed into the ground like a meteor, and all those water columns were suppressed.

"It's just a trick for carving insects!" Chao Yin smiled disdainfully as he continued to rush towards Mu Yue.

"Thorn thorns!" Countless huge needles suddenly pierced out of the soil under Mu Wei's feet, surging towards Chaoyin like waves. The needles were incessant, and unusually strong, and after the skull passed, there was still a small half standing proudly on the ground.

Chao Yin never thought that it would be so difficult to deal with two Vein Forging Realm dolls with his cultivation in the Spirit Gathering Realm, and he was repeatedly blocked, he roared wildly, and the ghost face pestle was injected with ten percent spiritual power, and a blue phosphorus fire was conjured up and slammed into Mu Wei.

Mu Wei saw the ferocity of the phosphorus fire, and there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

"Ice Condensation!"

Yuan Wei didn't have time to attack Chaoyin again, and also injected ten percent spiritual power into the snake staff, condensing a huge ice shield in front of Mu Wei to protect him behind.

The phosphorus fire struck the ice shield with a squeaky burning sound and emitted a foul stench of scorched flesh. When the voice disappeared, although the ice shield was incomplete, the wood fennel behind the ice shield was unscathed.

"The dead old man has no tricks, I'll just say that you have been poisoned by me, and you will die in a few moments!" Mu Wei was very proud, as if the ice shield in front of him was transformed by himself.

Chaoyin couldn't help but get anxious. He could no longer care about being reserved and arrogant, and his figure smashed the remaining thorns on the ground in a flash, and then pierced through the remaining ice shield, and the next moment appeared beside Mu Wei. The ghost-faced pestle in Chaoyin's hand suddenly became more than two zhang long, and smashed straight down like a long hammer.

"Mu Wei!" Motowei was in a hurry, and dozens of dragon shadows roared out. Motoo didn't realize that those dragon shadows were different from before, and they were darker in color.

The ghost-faced pestle facing the yin was about to smash on Mu Wei's little head. But at this time, there was an inexplicable chill in his back, and a strong fear surged in his heart, he wanted to turn back, but the wood in front of him suddenly exploded his body.

The self-detonation of Mu An's clone did not cause much damage to Chaoyin, but Chaoyin was completely hit in the back by Motowei's dragon transformation technique in anger.

The dark dragon shadow instantly smashed the Gathering Spirit Realm towards Yin into pieces.

Yuan Wei had already discovered the difference in the dragon transformation technique, and while he was thinking about why the color of the dragon shadow he had condensed had darkened, he searched around again, until he saw Mu Wei's weak figure reappearing, and he was completely relieved.

"In the future, you are not allowed to use this kind of doppelganger body explosion technique!" Motoo glared at him angrily, and then turned around to help Mei Shulian.

The process of Motoo Mu Wei teaming up to kill Chaoyin was complicated, but it only took a very short time, and the others were fighting to the death, until the huge sound of Mu Wei detonating himself sounded, and everyone didn't notice it.

Especially Zhuo Yin, who was originally recklessly reckless ** Mei Shulian and the others, didn't worry about Chaoyin's side at all, because he thought that it was originally a joke for an immortal cultivator who forged a vein for nine weeks and an immortal cultivator who forged a vein for eight weeks to challenge an immortal cultivator in the Spirit Gathering Realm. When he saw Chaoyin's body blown into pieces, he couldn't help but roar angrily: "Little lame, you are looking for death!"

However, in response to him was a large cyan dragon shadow.

Zhuo Dark's long sword swung into a shield shadow, and the cyan dragon shadow hit the shield shadow, Zhuo Dark took two steps back, secretly surprised in his heart, he didn't believe that Yuanwei was only in the realm of forging veins for nine weeks, because the domineering power contained in the dragon shadow was not even inferior to the Gathering Spirit Realm! More importantly, the dragon shadow seemed to contain an extremely dangerous power!

And as the battle became more intense, Yuan Wei deeply realized the domineering of the dragon technique, for the powerhouse of the Spirit Gathering Realm, the best way is to turn all the spiritual power into a dragon shadow and focus on the attack, instead of conjuring up many dragon shadows to disperse his own power!

"Streamer Sword Shadow!"

Zhuo Dian did not hesitate to show his most powerful technique, he swung his long sword, and hundreds of brilliant sword shadows broke through the air and approached Yuanwei Meishulian and the others.

"Ice Condensation!"

The tail condensed a huge ice shield and stood in front of everyone. The shadow of the sword pierced the ice shield, and it froze slightly, but still moved forward.

"Shield!"

Mei Shulian was out of breath, the desperate battle with Zhuo Dian just now had almost exhausted all his spiritual power, and seeing the sword shadow approaching, he struggled to fan the fan again, conjuring his own fan-shaped shield, trying to block the sword shadow.

The sword shadow collided on the fan shield, the shield shattered and the sword disappeared, and the plum tree even spewed a mouthful of blood and flew ten zhang away, unable to struggle for a long time. The other three Mei family immortal cultivators were affected, and the sword shadow stabbed them into a flesh sieve, struggling to die.

Motowei had no time to condense the ice shield again, so he had to move and dodge, and used the snake staff to shatter most of the sword shadows that shot at him, but there was still a sword shadow like a fish that slipped through the net, piercing his arm deeply, and the bones were visible.

"Hahaha, do you still dare to be arrogant!" Zhuo Di's face was pale, and the blow just now also lost all his spiritual power, but he had no regrets, and after several temptations, he made him position Yuanwei as an opponent with the same strength as himself!

Motowei fell to the ground, inadvertently discovering the black veins on his arm bones through the blurred flesh, which moved like a spirit snake. Recalling the process of refining the nightmare bone, Yuanwei suddenly became enlightened, and the reason why the color of the green dragon that he had transformed with his spiritual power deepened was because it was mixed with the breath of the nightmare bone. And that's exactly what happened!

In the moment of Yuanwei's contemplation, Zhuo Yin held the sword in both hands, and the sword momentum slashed towards him from mid-air with a figure.

Motowei was unable to resist, and almost subconsciously raised his injured arm to resist Zhuo Dark's long sword.

Zhuo Di's long sword is more than a zhang long, and the cold light of the sword body flows, it is a spiritual weapon close to the third grade, and its sharpness can be imagined. Zhuo Dian seemed to have expected that the next moment would be the scene where Motowei was cut in two by himself.

However, the moment the blade of the long sword just came into contact with the black veins of Yuanwei's arm, a black aura quickly came out of the black veins, turning into a black dragon shadow and shattering the long sword.

As the long sword in his hand shattered, a fear from the soul made Zhuo Dian lose his courage. He didn't even have time to think about where the fear was coming from before he turned and fled.

The black dragon shadow broke away from the veins of the nightmare bone at an invisible speed, penetrated deep into Zhuo Dark's body, wrapped around its body, and finally drilled out of the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and disappeared into the air with a long groan.

The black dragon shadow from condensation to dissipation, the whole process took less than a breath, and then looked at Na Zhuo Dark, still retained the posture of escaping, but the once vivid body was lifeless, and gradually turned black, and finally disappeared.

This transformation came too quickly, Mu Wei and the others didn't see what was happening on Yuanwei at all, they just felt that the cold hair around them suddenly turned upside down for a moment, and Zhuo Dian had already ended up dead.

And Motowei himself didn't notice these changes on the nightmare bone at all, he seemed to have been drained of the spiritual power of his whole body, and he fell unconscious.

When Yuanwei woke up again, the whole battle was over, Mu Wei was full of satisfaction, Nie Rong'er was adoring, and Mei Shulian and the others were sitting around him with surprised faces.

Originally, it was impossible to escape from the dead end, but with Yuan Wei's own strength, he annihilated two Haoyang hunters from the Gathering Spirit Realm and one Haoyang Hunter from the Great Perfection Realm of Forging Veins. In the end, only Cheng Wu escaped again, which has to be said to be a miracle!