Seeing the people who came, the people of the Mo family turned from sadness to joy, the Qingfeng faction and their Mo family have always had a certain intersection, but they didn't expect that the Qingfeng faction far away in the imperial capital also sent people here to help.

There were a total of six people sent by Qingfeng, only two grandmasters and four Qi Transformers, but it was enough to deal with the Tianyuan Sect in front of them.

The arrival of the Xuanfeng Dao Elders made everyone in the Tianyuan Sect look gloomy, and the Qingfeng Sect that suddenly broke out made their original advantage reversed by the Mo family.

"Second brother, do you have a problem dealing with the two grandmasters of the Qingfeng Sect?" The Great Elder asked the Second Elder behind him.

"It's not a problem for a while, but it can't be too long." The second elder had a solemn face, although he was in the middle stage of the Grandmaster, it was not easy for him to hold two by himself.

The Seventh Elder sighed heavily and looked at the sky, the direction in which his gaze was the direction that Qin Feng and the three of them had just left.

It had been more than an hour since the three of them left, and he was a little puzzled, why hadn't the three of them come back for so long, could it be that their purpose was not the spiritual veins here?

"It would be nice if he helped." Luo Hongzheng also sighed.

"He? Who is it? The Great Elder's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked.

Now, if someone helps, then today's spiritual vein, they will have a great deal of confidence to take it down.

"It's the person who killed the stone bell with one palm before, I encountered it on the periphery of the mountain range before, and it was also within two moves to suppress a vein spirit dragon in the middle stage of the grandmaster." Luo Hongzheng said slowly.

"Pulse Spirit?! No wonder it went so smoothly during the break of the seal, it turned out that it went to the periphery! The Great Elder was stunned.

"Huh? You know him, why don't you keep them when they're leaving? The Great Elder reacted and continued to ask.

Luo Hongzheng smiled bitterly and told everything that happened on the periphery, even the four later intruders who could basically be ignored.

Hearing that Luo Hongzheng actually made a move on that person, and when he made a mockery in the cold night, the palm of the great elder was sweating, so that he could come back alive, maybe he should be happy, let alone stop people again.

In this case, if you come forward to keep them, the only end is the same as that stone bell, death!

"What are you talking about? To go or not to go? ”

On the Mo family's side, a meat ball with five big and three thick scolded.

This person's cultivation is not high, he is just an internal martial artist, but at this moment, the Mo family has reinforcements, and he is also full of confidence, and the newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger's words.

The Great Elder flicked his robe: "It's useless to talk more, since you want to work hard, then my Tianyuan Sect is not a soft persimmon, today we will fight with your Mo family to the end!" ”

"Second brother, you drag the two of you first, and if the others can kill the other party's grandmaster, go over to support the second child!"

After the words fell, his figure disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he had already come to Mo Benhua's face, and a scimitar that was as black as ink appeared in his hand, and slashed at Mo Benhua's waist.

This sword is mighty, and the sword swept towards another grandmaster of the Mo family with a great amplitude, if this sword can hurt a grandmaster, then their side can also reduce some pressure.

It's just that there was no one in the place where the sword passed, and the grandmaster easily dodged his blow.

On the other hand, Mo Benhua's fists and feet were swift and thunderous, and each move was more ruthless than the other, aiming at the vital points of the Great Elder of the Tianyuan Sect everywhere.

The speed of the fierce battle between the two grandmasters in the later stage was so fast that the external strength and the internal strength could only see the two arcs in the air colliding with each other, emitting a muffled sound and sweeping waves.

The fierce fighting between the two sides dragged on for longer and longer, and the pace at first slowed down.

Rumble!

With a muffled sound, the corners of the Great Elder's mouth hooked up a smile, and at this moment, his fist directly bombarded Mo Benhua's body, making a sound of bones shattering.

"Head of the house!"

Below, everyone in the Mo family had a big change in their faces, and they saw a figure being blown away by a punch in the air.

Mo Benhua staggered to the ground, stabilized his figure, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

After he stood still, he could find a slightly concave fist mark on his chest, which looked hideous and terrifying, and ordinary people would have fallen to the ground without losing their lives if they had received this kind of trauma to their bodies.

But Mo Benhua's body was like a rebound device, and the surging qi directly restored the depression in his chest to its original appearance.

"Dad, are you alright?!" Mo Yu ran to Mo Benhua's side and asked, when he saw the depression in his father's chest, his heart also jumped.

"It's okay! It's just a small injury. ”

Mo Benhua supported his body and waved his hand, his chest rose and fell violently, all his strength exploded, and his body burst out again, his palm was like a knife, cutting across the sky.

"I'd like to see how long your body can last!" The Great Elder sneered, and the scimitar in his hand slashed out.

One after another, terrifying wind blades swept away towards the oncoming Mo Benhua, and the speed was a few points faster than the first knife at the beginning, and it was just in the blink of an eye that came to Mo Benhua's face.

Bang!

Dazzling sparks appeared in the air, and with the knife of the palm to resist a scimitar magic weapon, the surrounding grandmasters all shook their heads secretly, and their hearts said that this Mo Benhua was really crazy.

How could the palm knife be able to fight a magic weapon? Eighty percent was stunned by the punch just now.

The Sect Master Xuanfeng who had come with him was trapped in one place by the Second Elder of the Tianyuan Sect and couldn't get out to help.

Although he was dragged by one person, the second elder's body was covered with scars at this moment, and he was obviously not the opponent of the two.

"You go and support the Mo family master!" Xuanfeng Dao Chief said to the man beside him.

"Yes!"

The Grandmaster's robe flicked, and his body burst violently.

"Want to go? Have you asked me no? The second elder's figure flashed and appeared in front of the Grandmaster Dao Master.

Xuanfeng Dao Chang frowned, it seems that if he wants to support Mo Benhua, he still has to kill the old guy in front of him first!

Taking advantage of the time when the sword qi of both sides was raging, the figure of the Xuanfeng Dao Elder moved, and as he stepped away, the wind around him was fierce.

The strength of the wind was so strong that even the martial artists with low cultivation could not open their eyes, and the wind gathered and became a small wind blade, slashing out at the second elder one after another.

There were already quite a few people below who had left the spar after getting it, so as not to be affected by the battle between the two sides.

As more and more people took the spar, the aura of this spiritual vein began to slowly thin.

In the final analysis, this is just a low-level spiritual vein, and there are not many spars contained in it, and after nearly two hours of carving up, there is not much left.

"Mo Benhua, if it goes on like this, the spars here will be taken by those ants, and the energy will be dissipated!" Seeing that the situation was not right, the Great Elder shouted at Mo Benhua on the other side.

But Mo Benhua was like a demon, he didn't listen to what he said at all, and the force in his hand became heavier instead, like a stuffy stick, slamming into the fist of the Great Elder of the Tianyuan Sect.

"Maniac!"

The Great Elder's voice was cold, his body exploded, and he shouted to the people of the Tianyuan Sect below: "All the people of the Tianyuan Sect listen to the order, collect the spars first, the spars here are no longer enough to support the entire sect!" ”

Everyone in the Tian Yuan Sect nodded heavily, and began to slowly collect the few remaining spars into their pockets, while avoiding the pursuit of the people of the Mo family and those people of the Qingfeng Sect.

Mo Yu also found out that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly shouted loudly: "Everyone in the Mo family, give priority to collecting spars!" ”

The battle between the two sides had to be stopped because of the decrease in spars, but Mo Benhua remained unmoved and unrelenting.

Looking at his hideous and bloodthirsty appearance, it must have been the death of Shi Zhong on the body of the Great Elder of the Tianyuan Sect.

"Crazy crazy, you're crazy!"

The Great Elder kept muttering and scolding in his mouth, and while quickly dodging, he also began to collect the hedrons.

After passing through some martial artists with low cultivation, those martial artists all changed their faces, and obediently handed over the spars in their hands to him, leaving only one or two for themselves.

"Great Elder, many martial artists have left with a large number of spars, should we chase them!" Leng Ye asked.

The Great Elder turned his head and slapped Mo Benhua again, and said with a gloomy face: "Chase!" Why don't you chase it, it's just a bunch of garbage, you don't deserve to have so many spars! ”

Looking at the chaotic spiritual veins, a loose cultivation master smiled bitterly, this is estimated to be the largest number of people who have ever missed the spiritual veins after they were opened.

In the past, after the spiritual vein started, the two sides that mainly competed for combat power would wait until all the leakage pickers left, and then they began to compete for the spiritual vein, so that the captured spiritual vein was equivalent to the entire spiritual vein.

But this time, the Mo family and the Tianyuan Sect beat them, and the leak pickers took their own and did not interfere with each other, which also led to a large number of spars here being taken away from here.

The current spiritual veins no longer meet the conditions for the sect or family to be stationed.

And those who are weak and have too many spars are intercepted by the warriors who are ambushed on the periphery after leaving the spiritual vein.

As the saying goes, the puppet is innocent and guilty, but they are not able to keep it because they took too many spars, and finally they died.

"You guys! Hand over the hedrons! ”

"Stop, don't hand it over. Lao Tzu killed you with one slap! ”

Such a sound echoed throughout the land of spiritual veins, and this time the battle of spiritual veins could be described as mixed and disorganized.

In the end, the spar is still in the hands of the powerful.