Seeing the Great Elder take out the transmission note, the corners of Lian Ruomeng's mouth rose, revealing a smile, looking at Mo Whispering in front of him, putting his lips to his ear, and whispering: "You little guy is really my lucky star, thank you." ”

"Don't thank me, because I'm not your lucky star at all, but your... Scourge!"

The moment Mo's whispering voice sounded, a sense of crisis suddenly appeared in Lian Ruomeng's heart.

Swish!

A flash of blood, Mo whispered that he had been able to resume his action at some point, and in the moment he turned around, he released the mystery of the knife, and the bloody night knife came out, and the knife qi was horizontal.

Laugh at!

Lian Ruomeng was defenseless in her heart, and avoided the key point in a panic, but she was still injured by the knife qi attached to the Blood Night Knife, and her reaction was extremely fast, and when the knife qi was about to sink into the shoulder bone, her body quickly retreated, widening the distance between her and Mo Qingyu.

"Purple Cloud Stacked Palms!"

The Great Elder's reaction was not slow, and the moment he saw Mo Qingyu turn around and swing his knife, he threw away the transmission note in his hand, and the Xuan Qi in his body was running wildly, raising his palm to give birth to layers of purple clouds, covering the sky and the sun, and pressing towards Lian Ruomeng.

"Holy Lotus Seal!"

Lian Ruomeng didn't have time to look at the shoulders that had been stained red with blood, and waved the resentful dragon whip in his hand to meet the purple clouds that were pressed down layer by layer, and the resentful dragon whip intertwined in the air, converging into a blooming black lotus, and the black lotus was full of mysteriousness, mysterious and dangerous.

Whew!

Above the grotto, layers of purple clouds were stacked down, and a black lotus bloomed brightly, and the aftermath of the collision made the surrounding void faintly resound, and some of them were about to collapse.

On the other side, after Mo Qingyu soothed his body, he also began to join the battle, and the rest of the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens also reacted, and each used his own means to attack Lian Ruomeng.

Lian Ruomeng's strength was monstrous, and the attacks of more than a dozen holy sons and saints were not worth mentioning to her at all, she swung her whip to meet the great elder, and on the other hand, her jade palm pushed forward horizontally, and the Xuan Qi was detached from her body and condensed, and a palm print containing the peak power of Yunhai directly blocked the attack of the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens, and just after a slight pause, she slapped at more than a dozen holy sons and holy daughters, they did not dare to take it hard, and they all took footwork, dodging and retreating.

Syllable!

Lian Ruomeng swung out another whip, repelling the layers of purple clouds, and with the other hand, he sent out a Xuan Qi palm print to resist the hundred dao sword qi slashed out by Mo Qingyu, his eyes were full of puzzlement, and he asked, "How did you break free from my external Xuan Qi?"

Mo Qingyu knew in his heart when he heard this, no wonder he couldn't move, it turned out that he was restrained by Lian Ruomeng with Xuan Qi.

Whew!Whew!

Mo whispered several slashes in a row, which was able to resist the Xuanqi palm print, and said, "Because you are not strong enough." ”

This time, it was the fuzzy sword soul that saved Mo Qingyu, and the fuzzy sword soul in his dantian seemed to sense the eagerness in his heart, and a layer of bright white light appeared on the knife body, gushing out a warm current flowing in his body, and then Mo Qingyu regained his ability to move.

Naturally, he wouldn't tell the existence of the fuzzy sword soul, but just made up a reason at random.

"What a arrogant little fellow. Hearing this, Lian Ruomeng waved the dragon whip in her hand, and she was a little angry for a while, she naturally knew that Mo Qingyu didn't tell the truth, but now that the other party was already vigilant, she had been restrained by the Great Elder, and it was difficult to get close to Mo Qingyu.

Seeing that Mo Qingyu could actually resist his own Xuanqi palm print, Lian Ruomeng's murderous intent was even worse.

Although this Xuan Qi palm print is just a random blow from her, it can also shock and kill the ordinary Xuan who has just entered the Yunhai Realm, if Mo Qingyu is relying on his body to dodge, the other party actually slashed several times in a row, releasing endless sword qi to directly smash the palm print.

Lian Rumeng clearly sensed that this young man's cultivation was only in the middle of the Hidden Realm.

The potential of this teenager is too terrifying to be kept!

A moment of thought strengthened Lian Ruomeng's thoughts.

She knew Mo Qingyu's potential in the future, and Ling Chuan, the Great Elder of the Extreme Dao Sect, would definitely know that the other party would not give her a chance to get close to Mo Qingyu again.

It seems that it is time for you to do your part for the Holy Father...

Syllable!

Lian Ruomeng thought in her heart, the movements under her feet changed, but instead of retreating, she advanced instead, narrowing the distance between herself and Ling Chuan, and with a whip, the afterimage filled the sky, attacking the Great Elder.

The Great Elder was a little surprised by Lian Ruomeng's active attack, but he reacted quickly and raised his palm to fight back.

Shout!

"What?!"

Seeing that the shadow of the whip changed direction at the moment when he raised his hand, before he could react, it wrapped around his wrist and restrained him in place.

Lian Ruomeng saw the opportunity and shouted: "Kill Mo whisper!"

At the same time as Lian Ruomeng's voice came out, in the more than a dozen holy sons and holy maidens, there was an aura comparable to the Yunhai Realm that instantly erupted.

Seeing the situation, the Great Elder secretly screamed in his heart, and frantically poured Xuan Qi into the Xuanlong Whip, struggling to break free from the shackles of the Xuanlong Whip.

"Open!"

At the same time, Mo Qingyu only felt the fuzzy sword soul in the dantian tremble violently, which was stronger than any previous time.

Such a sight did not allow him to hesitate for the moment, and the clouds rose under his feet, and he wanted to go away with the dragon steps, but it was not too late.

Mo Cheng, who had been unknown along the way, burst out with a power comparable to the Yunhai Realm, only to see a few black lotus patterns appear on his face, and a black lotus flower in his palm had been condensed, attacking Mo Qingyu.

"Silent Soul Lotus. ”

At this moment, Mocheng was extremely unfamiliar to the Extreme Dao Sect and his party, and there was not the slightest wave in his pupils, only an undisguised killing intent.

"Don't!"

Ling Anzhi was the first to react, and threw herself behind Mo Qingyu, using her body to resist the Silent Soul Lotus that was about to fall on Mo Qingyu's back.

Mo Cheng's cold face showed a little anger and disappointment after seeing Ling Anzhi's actions in front of Mo Qingyu despite his actions, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, wanting to say something, but he still didn't say it.

His father was a disciple of the Black Lotus Demon Sect, and he was originally just an ordinary disciple in the future, but he could make people, and when he was tested in the sect, he was tested as a double king qualification, and since then, his life has changed.

He was taken away from his parents for secret training, and he was later tasked with lurking in the Extreme Dao Sect and returning to the sect when the time was right.

Because of the secret treasure he was wearing, he hid the qualifications of the two kings during the aptitude test and became an outer disciple.

The day he started was also the first day he met Ling Anzhi.

The cheerful and optimistic Ling Anzhi approached his dark heart, and he fell in love with her.

After that, Ling Anzhi became a saint, he showed part of his strength, and he successfully became a holy son, and he came together with her, but every time he got along with her, she always couldn't leave a name in her mouth, and this name was Mo Qingyu.

She was always talking about his talents, his legends, everything about him, and she smiled happily every time she mentioned him.

Mo Cheng was unwilling, he really wanted to tell Ling Anzhi that he was a Tianjiao who was not weaker than Mo Qingyu.

But he couldn't say it, he couldn't tell her.