Rumble!

Not far from the battle position of the Great Elder Ling Chuan and the Vulture Envoy, Lei Ling was fighting with the Fire Wing Envoy at this time.

Some of the surrounding trees had been reduced to nothing by the thunder and flames, leaving only a charred black.

"Boom!"

Lei Ling roared, and a dark purple ball of thunder and lightning condensed in his palm, which contained pure extreme thunder and lightning.

Zilala...

A vibrating thunder and lightning sound sounded outside the thunder and lightning ball, causing the surrounding Great Elder Ling Chuan, the Vulture Envoy, the Fifth Elder Tu Shan, and the Blood Knife Envoy to all distract themselves and set their eyes on Lei Ling's location.

Syllable!

The ball of lightning shattered around the Firewinger, and smoke billowed to envelop the Firewinger's form.

"Fire Feather Kill!"

Before the smoke cleared, dozens of burning fire feathers flew out of it, and the target was Lei Ling.

Lei Ling hurriedly summoned the thunder and lightning in his body, condensed into a thunder shield and protected it in front of him, resisting dozens of fire feathers that shot in.

The smoke cleared, and the figure of the Firewing appeared, and a pair of huge Firewing Wings appeared behind him, and at this moment the Firewing closed and wrapped him tightly in it.

Wow!

Firewing opened, and Firewing walked out unscathed, and the lightning ball did not hurt him.

The strength of the Fire Wing Envoy is not inferior to that of the Vulture Envoy and the Blood Knife Envoy, but the cultivation is low, only in the middle of the Yunhai Realm, but the strength should not be underestimated, if it weren't for relying on the Thunder Pole King Body, Lei Ling would have been defeated by now.

Whew!

At this moment, Lei Ling was panting, it was not easy, maintaining the state of the Thunder Pole King's body was extremely exhausting, and he felt that the strength in his body had begun to weaken.

With his current cultivation, fighting against the Fire Wing made it very difficult for this kind of high-strength Yunhai Realm mid-stage mysticist, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

"Zhenshan!"

The five elders at the foot of the mountain, Tu Shan, are getting happier and happier at the moment, and the long stick in his hand is full of tigers.

The blood knife made the blood knife in his hand resist, and the wrist that was shocked was numb, and hurriedly changed the pace under his feet, not fighting with him, and using skills to fight with him.

"Bloody Heavenly Mountain!"

The blood knife made a single slash, and hundreds of blood-colored knife shadows were stacked together, and a strong smell of blood spread in the air.

"Tu Yuanshan armor!"

Fifth Elder Tu Shan did not dodge or dodge, the Xuan Qi in his body was running, and a pair of delicate heavy armor appeared on his body, enveloping his body in it.

Xu Ning had used this mystical technique when he was fighting Mo Qingyu, but Xu Ning's cultivation was not high, and his comprehension of the occult technique was not thorough enough, far inferior to the fifth elder Tu Shan.

Bang! Bang...

The sea of blood that the sword shadow turned into filled the top of the head of the fifth elder Tu Shan, covering and falling, and the sword flashed.

The fifth elder Tu Shan felt his scalp tingle under the pressure of the knife, and he didn't dare to drag it up, and the long stick in his hand danced to protect his head.

The sea of blood was slapped, and some of the blades hit the stick shadow with a sound, and were shattered by the stick shadow, and the rest of the sword fell on the earth element barrier on the outer layer of Tu Yuanshan's armor, only causing a circle of ripples, which could not cause damage to the fifth elder Tu Shan at all.

At the top of the mountain, the Great Elder Ling Chuan was still suppressing the vulture envoy, and Lei Ling on the mountainside was a little embarrassed, the thunder outside his body was about to disappear, the fire wing envoy's movements were flexible, and the defense of a pair of fire wings was not weak, and he still couldn't help him after he consumed a lot of physical strength.

At the foot of the mountain, relying on the defensive power of Tu Yuan's mountain armor and the increase in the power of the earth element's attributes, the phantom of the mountain peak faintly appeared between the swings of the five elders Tu Shan's long stick, and he would drop ten times with one force, and no matter how exquisite the knife technique was, there was nothing to be done about it.

Although the situation of the three games has been clear, it will take some time to determine the winner and loser, and the scene is a little anxious for a while.

Shout!

Not far away, on the flat ground in the mountains, a sharp sound sounded, and a black lotus flower composed of fireworks bloomed in mid-air, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Not good!"

The vulture envoy, the fire wing envoy, and the blood knife envoy's face changed greatly when they saw the black lotus blooming in the air, and they were a little ugly, and they hurriedly got rid of their opponents, and their bodies suddenly jumped up, and they walked towards the flat land in the mountains where the fireworks bloomed.

Where could the three of the Great Elder Ling Chuan let the vulture make the three of them break away so easily, his body flickered, and he chased after the vulture three.

On the flat ground in the mountains, the clothes of the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters of the Extreme Dao Sect such as Mo Qingyu were a little tattered, and some of them even had blood on their faces that they hadn't had time to wipe off.

Compared with the people who are usually well-dressed and have an extraordinary bearing, they are undoubtedly a little embarrassed now, but at this moment, the faces of the holy sons and daughters of the Extreme Dao Sect are full of smiles.

They won, and the six Black Lotus Cultists who had cultivated at the peak of the Hidden Realm had already died, and none of the nine of them had died, except for a few who had suffered some minor injuries, it was nothing more than that the Xuan Qi in their bodies had been exhausted and they were a little weak.

"How can it be justified to kill my holy religionists!

Just as Mo whispered that the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens were recovering from the joy of victory, a violent shout sounded from the sky.

Blood Knife Messenger!

Everyone looked up, and they saw the bloody knife that proved to be in the air, three steps and two steps, extremely fast, shouting and waving the blood knife in their hands, wanting to annihilate Mo Qingyu and the other holy sons and saints in one fell swoop.

Seeing this, the three Great Elder Ling Chuan were furious, and immediately sped up their speed, wanting to intercept the Blood Sword Envoy.

Mo Qingyu and the other nine people looked like they had just experienced a big battle, and they didn't have much strength to fight again, if the blood knife made a move, the nine people would die and be dead!

"Truly... It is really a rare genius to be able to kill the six peak disciples of my Holy Sect!" The vulture envoy's eyes were full of madness, and he stopped in front of the three of the Great Elder Ling Chuan, his eyes widened, and he said with a cruel smile: "It's a pity, these rare geniuses are about to die!"

At the same time, the Fire Wing Envoy flapped his flame wings and stood side by side with the Vulture Envoy, blocking the path of the three Great Elder Ling Chuan.

Zilala!

Lei Ling's face was cold and hot, worried about the safety of his fellow disciples, and he wanted to force his way through the two, but he was stopped by a storm of fire feathers.

"With us here, don't even think about going there, unless they've turned into corpses. The flame wings flapped their flame wings, up and down, and spoke firmly.

"Forcibly break through, you must save them!" Great Elder Ling Chuan's eyes were cold, and he said to the Fifth Elder Ling Chuan and Senior Brother Lei Ling beside him.

The two nodded, and the three of them burst out with all their strength at the same time, rushing towards the location of the nine members of the Extreme Dao Sect, trying to stop the movement of the Blood Knife Envoy.

"Corrosive Rain!"

"Fire Feather Storm!"

In a pinch, the Vulture and the Firewing made the two perform their strongest occult skills.

The path of the three Great Elder Ling Chuan was blocked by a dense dark green raindrop and hundreds of flame feathers.

Zila!

Raindrops fell on the rocks, leaving a hole three meters deep.

Although the physique of the three of them is not weak, it is difficult to resist this extremely corrosive corrosive rain, not to mention the corrosive rain accompanied by a scorching fire feather storm.

For a while, the steps of the three of them were blocked, and in this gap, the Blood Knife Envoy had already waved the Blood Knife in his hand, and the Blood Moon Knife broke away from the blade and slashed towards Mo Qingyu and the other nine people.

Shout!

The blood-colored sword slashed through the void, and flew towards the nine members of the Extreme Dao Sect at an extremely fast speed.

Although the Blood Knife Envoy had already fought a lot with the Fifth Elder Tu Shan, and the Xuan Qi in his body was somewhat depleted, he was also a mid-stage Yunhai Realm peak Xuan Sect after all, and there was something that the nine people of the Extreme Dao Sect who had not had much strength left over could resist.

Seeing the blood-colored sword light all within reach, Mo Qingyu even smelled the smell of blood spreading from the knife, and he vaguely heard countless wails, this was a large number of dead souls killed by the blood knife.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and Mo Qingyu, who knew that he couldn't dodge in time, did not have the initial panic, and his heart was extremely calm.

When death really comes, there seems to be nothing to be afraid of.

What happens after he dies?

Will Wang Yan laugh proudly?

Will Mo Qingrou and Ling Anzhi leave sad tears for him?

Will Mu Daoshu be desperate to avenge himself?

It doesn't matter anymore, no matter what you have in life, whether it's wealth, emotions, or hatred, it's nothing more than a passing cloud, you can't bring it in life, and you don't take it away in death.

Mo whispered that he had no worries in his heart, but he was a little regretful, he didn't say I like you to the person he liked, and he didn't say that he had found the father he missed...

I'm sorry......

Mo quietly closed his eyes slowly, ready to meet the endless darkness that was coming.

Boom! Boom!

Two thunderbolts exploded in Mo Qingyu's ears, opening his eyes in shock.

There was no endless darkness as he imagined, but a charred corpse appeared not far in front of him.

On the side of the charred black corpse, there was also a piece of charred black matter that was broken into several pieces, emitting a faint light under the sunlight, Mo Qingyu looked carefully, only to find that this was the broad-bladed blood knife in the hand of the blood knife envoy.

Could it be that this charred corpse is the Blood Knife Envoy, Mo Qingyu looked around in surprise, and just saw the back of the Vulture Envoy and the Fire Wing Envoy fleeing in panic, and the Blood Knife Envoy was gone.

At this moment, Mo Qingyu was even more convinced that the charred black corpse on the ground was the Blood Knife Envoy.

It must have been those two thunderbolts just now!

Is it natural weather?

Mo whispered this thought in his mind and subconsciously shook his head.

Ordinary natural thunder and lightning could not kill such a wounded person in the Yunhai Realm as the Blood Knife Envoy, and Mo Qingyu saw the two scorched positions on the ground, and deduced that one was the mark left by the thunder intercepting the blood-colored knife, and the other was also the location where the Blood Knife made the scorched corpse located.

This is by no means natural lightning, but someone deliberately released it.

Mo Qingyu looked around, as far as he knew, the only people who were present to cultivate the Thunder and Lightning Mystery Technique were himself and Lei Ling.

Although Lei Ling is the Thunder Pole King, his cultivation is limited, and he has been blocked by the Vulture Envoy and the Fire Wing Envoy just now, and it is impossible to release a thunderbolt that is enough to kill the Blood Blade Envoy in an instant.

Who is it?

Mo whispered a little confused for a while, he subconsciously walked towards the scorched black corpse of the Blood Knife Envoy, and when he approached the charred black corpse of the Blood Knife Envoy, he felt a familiar aura.

"Sure enough... Sure enough..."Mo muttered softly, and the mist rose in his eyes.

Mo Qingyu had never cried a few times since he could remember, and in his opinion, crying was a sign of cowardice, but he was not a cowardly person.

Tick... Tick...

But at this time, Mo Qingyu couldn't control his emotions, and his tears couldn't stop flowing.

Li Jiawei, who was beside Mo Qingyu, noticed his changes and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

When fighting with the Black Lotus Cultists, everyone worked together, and there was no longer the indifference and estrangement at the beginning, and Mo whispered's calmness when he was about to fight and the ferocity during the battle made him the backbone of the eight Holy Sons and Holy Maidens present.

Mo whispered as if he hadn't heard Li Jiawei's question, he suddenly ran up and shouted, "Father, I know it's you, come out quickly!"

"Father!" "Father!" "Father..."

Mo's whispering and eager voice echoed through the mountains and flats, but there was no response.

"Why, it must be you, why didn't you come out to see me... Why..."A few shouts had exhausted the last of Mo Qingyu's strength, and he sat weakly on the ground, muttering to himself.

It's just a pity that no one can answer his questions, and no one can even know what is wrong with him now.

"Whispering, no one is here. Great Elder Ling Chuan looked at Mo Qingyu's appearance at this moment and felt a little distressed, half-squatted down, held his shoulder, and said softly.

"He must have been here, he's still alive!" Mo whispered in the affirmative response.

"Maybe he can't see you right now because of some scruples, that's right. The Great Elder couldn't bear to hit Mo softly and spoke.

"Yes, yes, it must be so..."Mo Qingyu's eyes lit up when he heard this, what the Great Elder said was very likely.

Calming down, Mo stood up softly, looked at the surrounding mountains and thought to himself, "Father, I know you are here, and we will meet again one day." ”

Swish!

At the right time, the Fifth Elder Tu Shan and Senior Brother Lei Ling, who had gone to chase the Vulture Envoy and the Fire Wing Envoy, also returned to the Extreme Dao Sect.

The Vulture and the Firewing were good at speed, and after chasing for a while, they were distanced, because they were afraid that they would be ambushed by the Black Lotus Demon Sect if they continued to chase, so they had to give up and return the same way.

"They were so fast that we didn't catch up. Fifth Elder Tu Shan put away the long stick and said with some annoyance.

"Poor Kou Mo chase, just come back. Seeing that the two of them had returned safely, the Great Elder felt a little relieved and spoke.

This time, none of the people of the Extreme Dao Sect died, and they also killed six Black Lotus Cultists at the peak of the Hidden Realm, and the Blood Knife Envoy was killed by the heavenly thunder, which was already a complete victory for the Extreme Dao Sect.

"Let's go back to the sect first. "Seeing that the surrounding jungle was dense and the peaks and mountains were staggered, the Great Elder was worried that the Black Lotus Demon Sect still had a back hand, so he hurriedly summoned Jin Linying Jin Chuan.

Jin Chuan suffered some minor injuries during the battle between the three vultures at the peak of the Hidden Realm, but it did not affect the flight, and when everyone was on its feathers, Jin Chuan flapped his wings and disappeared into the clouds in a few breaths.

During the rest of the journey, there was no danger, and the members of the Extreme Dao Sect arrived at the Extreme Dao Sect in the early morning two days later.

After the people separated, they said goodbye and returned to their respective peaks.

Whispering on the peak.

Mo Qingyu's physical injuries had all recovered, and he deliberately changed into clean clothes, so as not to worry Mo Qingrou.

"Holy Son!", "Holy Son!", "......"

After entering the mansion, some of the attendants who were cleaning the mansion greeted them respectfully.

Mo smiled softly and nodded in response, casually asking a middle-aged female attendant, "Where is my sister?"

"The young lady is in the training ground. The middle-aged female attendant replied respectfully.

"Thank you. Mo nodded in thanks, and according to his memory, walked in the direction where the cultivation place was.