Miriam Mo frowned, even Qiu Ling said that he couldn't see anyone, could it be that Su Yiyun was really beaten into powder and couldn't find it?

"No, it's impossible......"

"Miss, look at it!!" At this time, Mo Shanhe pointed ahead and suddenly shouted. Mo Qianhuan was almost startled, she looked in the direction that Mo Shanhe was pointing, and saw a ghost figure with a thick black gas standing on the originally empty gray land flat.

The ghostly aura rising like smoke swirled around the ghost, like a black flame dancing wildly in the wind, and like a lotus flower in purgatory. In the center of the ghostly shadows, two hellish spirit-like green shadows slowly drifted out from the ghost's eyes. If it is said that the pitch-black ghost body gives people the breath of a demon, then this extremely evil green shadow of the pupils gives people a feeling that they can't explain it, and even think of the answer, but they don't want to admit it.

That's the breath of God!

"Ho——" The ghost suddenly let out a low roar, and Mo Qianhuan was suddenly shocked, realizing that she had just been fascinated. Looking at Mo Shanhe beside him, his face was already grim, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the sword held in his big hand was trembling slightly.

Not to mention Qiu Ling, when he looked at the black shadow in front of him, he didn't even blink his eyes, his lips trembled, and suddenly, he spit out such a sentence.

"What was that sound, what did you all see, why did my eyes ...... Can't see anything!?"

The words were amazing, and even Miriam Mo was shocked.

"How is it possible, your three-pupil mirror phantom ......"

Just when the three of them were still in a state of confusion, the ghost suddenly moved. As soon as he moved, the black qi on his body also rioted, and the thick ghost flames were like a pitch-black river, pouring into the dust under his feet, and spreading wildly. At the same time, gusts of demonic wind also poured out fiercely from behind him, as if there was a wind opening behind him, and countless winds were blowing out from somewhere.

For a while, the heavens and the earth were full of the breath and traces of ghosts, in other words, that was his realm.

"There's no time, Qiu Ling quickly closed his eyes and retreated!" Mo Qianhuan's face changed greatly, and when she yelled, she grabbed Qiu Ling's shoulder, and her mana was lifted, and she turned into a light wind and quickly retreated backwards!

But the pitch-black demon wind and the earth spread extremely fast, and in less than ten seconds, the dust that was originally turned into a moon slope was filled with pitch black, and the three of them didn't care about anything else, retreating all the way, and when they passed under the tree where Xiao Chu leaned, Moshanhe carried Xiao Chu up.

"Will Xiao Chu ....... Come back!" Suddenly, the dark ghost spoke, his voice hoarse, as piercing as a bellows.

But Miriam Mo still heard it, this is Su Yiyun's voice!

"Su Yiyun!?" Mo Miriam's eyes changed again, the original situation was so critical that she didn't have time to think, but in this situation, there was no need to think about it, and the clues had all been connected.

This guy who looked like a demon and a god, with the breath of a human monk who did not belong to the innate realm, was Su Yiyun, who was suspected by them of being beaten to pieces by Yan Ze's fist before. But this is obviously not the case, Su Yiyun not only did not die, but also reappeared in an even more terrifying form!

It turned out that the silver vortex body was not his real strength, but this was his original strength! There was no doubt that this was the same as what the man had revealed; Su Yiyun, not Su Hao, was just like a demon!

"Lord Shanhe, be extremely careful!Su Hao is not an ordinary monk, he may kill us!" Mo Qianhuan said eagerly. Suddenly, she stopped retreating, because if she retreated, she would be out of the area where the barrier could be maintained.

Mo Shanhe was still retreating, but when he saw Mo Qianhuan paused, he also stopped, and after a little thought, he understood her considerations.

But the relentlessly spreading Pitch Black Demon Wind Realm would not leave them a foothold, and after they stopped, the infinitely spreading realm was submerged in them. The three of them, along with the five unconscious people, fell into the realm where they couldn't see their fingers, and they couldn't see the sun when they looked up, let alone other natural plants and trees.

Miriam Mo's hands danced like butterflies, pinching quickly, and lit up a faint light of fireflies in the palm of her hand, the light of fireflies expanded to the surroundings at the moment of appearance, like a stubborn grass drilling through the cracks of the rock to seek life, this faint light that seems to be extinguished as soon as the wind blows also seems to have a resolute will, bound to tear through the darkness, face the strong wind, and spread the light farther away.

"The fire of knowledge!" Mo Qianhuan groaned softly, and immediately the light turned into a flame, and she swept it away, and waved the spark towards the darkness in front of her with the momentum of a prairie fire. This fire and light seemed to have extremely strong characteristics in nature, and they were not afraid of the darkness of the realm set off by Su Hao, opening up a piece of light for everyone within ten feet.

And when Mo Qianhuan finished all this, the ghostly Su Hao also slowly walked out of the darkness and entered everyone's field of vision.

"Do you know Su's name, why do you know ......" The ghost muttered to himself, but it seemed that his thoughts were very slow, and he couldn't find the answer in his head, so he simply didn't want to.

In the next second, he raised his right hand, which was completely condensed by black qi, and aimed it at Mo Qianhuan.

"Now that I'm here, let me make sure. You, Miriam Mo, are the ones who planned everything behind the scenes, right?"

"Ah, that's right, Miss Ben dares to do it, everything she did today is to reveal the secrets you hide and the secret treasures in your body. Originally, I didn't think that you could obediently obey, so I designed to lure you into the bait and join forces with other forces to besiege you, but looking at this tragic situation, you Su Hao, are going to fight with us endlessly. ”

Mo Qianhuan's face was like frost, since she completed the opening of the light, she gradually calmed down, and now she is a complete Mo Qianhuan, and she will no longer be surprised by any sudden changes.

Now that you're in hell, there's nothing to be shocked about!

"Yes, if you dare to admit it, then I will ...... It's better to kill you!" The ghost's words are like knives and arrows, and the words are iron-blooded, and they will kill people and be bloodthirsty. The moment he dropped the last word, he suddenly shot like lightning!

"Miss, let the old man come!" Suddenly, Mo Shanhe, who was standing next to Mo Qianhuan, drank. He turned the tip of his sword and aimed at Su Hao, who had turned into a phantom, and his body turned into an invisible shadow and rushed out. With a sonorous sound, the two collided in the center!

The pitch-black ghost hand grasped the silver blade, and the two rubbed between the two to make a sound of gold and iron, and the pitch-black ghost qi also began to spread towards the blade like a wolf like a tiger at this moment, and the sword blade did not show weakness, and suddenly erupted like a river of sword qi, overflowing from the gap between the five-fingered black hand.

The devouring of the silver gluttony and the erosion of the ghost hand fought violently, and for a while, they were even up and down, and they were deadlocked.

It's just that looking at the ghost's murderous but calm appearance, it seems that he is not afraid of delay at all, nor is he afraid of devouring the Sword River. Mo Qianhuan raised her eyebrows coldly, as if she was thinking about countermeasures.

The only thing left was Qiu Ling, and after he turned off the three-pupil mirror illusion, he naturally saw the current situation. To be honest, he was scared, he had never seen such a demon, and his fighting feet kept shaking.

"I know how to win. Mo Qianhuan said coldly next to him.

"How to win!" Qiu Ling immediately turned around, now, he couldn't think too much about it at all, the demon in front of him could even disappear from his three-pupil mirror illusion eyes, obviously his illusion or spiritual impact could no longer have any effect on him. The only thing he can rely on now is Mo Qianhuan and Mo Shanhe.

But what he didn't expect was that at the moment when he exposed his dependence on a person, at the moment when Mo Qianhuan's eyes turned and the two looked at each other, he was hit by an irresistible divine sense.

In an instant, Qiu Lingqi's bleeding eyes were scattered, and he fell to the side, unconscious. Naturally, Yan Ze, who was carrying, also fell to the ground.

Miriam Mo finished the second half of the sentence that had just been unfinished.

"The way to win is to have the audience disappear. ”

The cold air erupted from Mo Qianhuan's alluring posture, and there was no trace of emotion in her eyes, and she removed all the disguises or things that she only needed in her daily life. Now she is not recognized by anyone in the Covenant Harbor.

Except for one person, Moshanhe.

On the other side, the stalemate between the ghost shadow Su Hao and Mo Shanhe also came to an end, Su Hao suddenly stretched out his left palm and blasted towards Mo Shanhe's chest with infinite strength, and Mo Shanhe also stretched out his left arm to resist. At the moment of lightning, Su Hao's left hand suddenly shifted and grabbed Mo Shanhe's right wrist.

Almost at the same moment, countless shadow ghost hands suddenly shot out from behind the ghost shadow Su Hao, Mo Shanhe felt the chill close to his face, and at a glance, he saw those ghost hands.

It's just that his right hand is charged, and he can't swing the sword.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Hundreds of ghost hands poured out of the nest, instantly surrounding Moshanhe from front, back, left and right, up and down, and the power that they burst out in unison that could shake the innate cultivators also smashed on Moshanhe's flesh and blood.

The bombardment of the hundred ghost hands ended after three seconds, and three seconds later, Mo Shanhe flew out upside down and slid down to Mo Qianyan's feet. The flesh and blood on his face were blurred, his limbs were strangely bent, and he was half human.

Moshanhe fell, and the silver gluttony that was still held in the hand of the ghost shadow Su Hao began to lose its luster, and the fierce surging sword river lost the source of energy, became shorter and thinner, and finally retracted into the blade.

Ghost Shadow Su Hao sneered, threw the fake baby sword treasure away at will, and threw it into the endless darkness behind him.

In the end, the battle turned into one-on-one. Although there was a similar scene in the decisive battle in the Zhonghai Championship earlier, the difference was that what stood in front of Mo Qianhuan was not a fake Su Hao made of empty beads, but a real deity, using Su Hao who had been transformed into Rahu.

"Give up, you're the only one left. Ghost Shadow Su Hao stretched out his palm and made a cold and hoarse voice.

"Before the final battle, I want to ask you a question," Miriam Mo said calmly, "how did you survive under the full strength of Yan Ze." ”

Ghost Su Hao tilted his head: "Do you want to know?" Then, he stabbed one leg to the ground, swept with one leg, his shoulders were high, and he pulled his fist.

Suddenly, a profound and simple aura was born from the body of the ghost shadow Su Hao. Mo Qianhuan's face changed drastically in an instant, and she took out the compass on her waist like lightning, the compass had turned red all over, and the pointer swayed at high speed, as if she was conscious, pointing at Su Hao's position in horror.

The proof of two identities jumped into the hearts of the two at the same time. The expressions of the two of them also became stern and infinitely serious. Even if the situation has long since turned into a death match, there are some symbols that represent a more ...... Heavy stuff.

"Heavenly Demon Rahu!" Mo Qianhuan gritted her teeth and squeezed the words, as if she was facing a great enemy.

"Astrolabe...... Chu Clan?" Su Hao sneered again and again, and behind the laughter, there was infinite hatred that overflowed across the long river of time and history.