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The valley protection array was broken in response. The formation that can block the Dou Zhuan Realm can't block the blow of the monk of the Taixuan Realm at all.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and the valley was completely exposed as the light shield shattered.

"Give it to me, the chicken dog doesn't leave the latest chapter of the cute pet queen." Kui Qianmo said coldly.

When the more than 100 monks heard this, they immediately rushed up, and the spiritual light of the magic weapon flickered between heaven and earth, and the terrifying power swept down like a storm.

In the face of such an attack, the entire valley would be razed to the ground.

However, before those attacks fell, a huge Taiji Diagram phantom appeared in the sky, and all the attacks were silently frozen in the sky, as if they were imprisoned by an invisible force.

At the same time, a young man slowly walked out and stood above the sky.

The attack of hundreds of monks was fixed by one person, and the scene was quite terrifying, and those monks looked shocked one by one, and found that their magic weapons were fixed and could not be recovered.

When he saw the Taiji diagram, Kui Qianmo realized that something was wrong. Able to stop the attacks of hundreds of monks, even if he can't do it, he has never seen the mysteries of supernatural powers.

Kui Qianmo's pupils shrank, looked at Mo and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Can you handle it?" Mo Wen said lightly.

"Friend, no matter who you are, no matter what tribe you are, interfering in the war of the tribe will not end well."

Kui Qianmo said coldly, constantly thinking about what the origin of this person is, there doesn't seem to be this person in the Seventy-two Tribal Alliance? This young man gave him the feeling that he was as deep as the sea, not an ordinary person.

Could it be that other tribes are hiding masters? Otherwise he couldn't have been unaware.

The young man had been sitting opposite Tiger Slaughter before, but he didn't pay attention and focused all his eyes on Tiger Slaughter.

At this time, I realized that this young man was not simple, could it be that he was a master secretly cultivated by the Tiger Martingale tribe?

"You should first consider whether you will end well."

Mo Wen glanced at Kui Qianmo sarcastically, and with a flash of golden light in his hand, a simple long sword burning with flames appeared in his hand, and a vast and profound terrifying aura emanated from the sword, and the entire heaven and earth were shrouded in a murderous aura.

"Heavenly Spirit Treasure!" Kui Qianmo's pupils shrank. This young man actually has a Heavenly Spirit Treasure in his hand, and their Kui Ghost Tribe has not had such a peerless treasure for thousands of years.

Standing on the top of the mountain and watching the lively tiger slaughter, his eyes were also condensed, he knew that Mo Wen had a Heavenly Spirit Treasure, but the Heavenly Spirit Treasure he saw last time was obviously not this long sword. It was a thunderbolt spear, and he actually had a lot of heavy treasures like the Heavenly Spirit Treasure on his body, no wonder he was not moved by the dry snake stick at all. This kind of foreign monk is indeed not comparable to the monks of these wild places.

"Starlight!"

Starlight lit up from Mo Wen's body, and among those starlights was a terrifying firelight. The yin and yang qi was completely transformed into the qi of the sun, and endless flames surged out, and the entire heaven and earth seemed to be ignited by a golden flame.

Mo Wen was like a god of war in flames, with a sword in his hand, the holy fire sword suddenly magnified thousands of times, it seemed to be taller than the mountain peaks, and the starlight on it was slashed, slashing towards Kui Qianmo.

Kui Qianmo felt that he was having trouble breathing, his body was tense, and his eyes were terrified. There was a hint of fear.

He didn't dare to take this sword at all, and the power on that sword was enough to completely kill him. What kind of person is he, so terrifying!

Kui Qianmo's face turned pale with fright, and his figure turned into a dark green light and wanted to escape, and in an instant, he flew out of the latest chapter of the Ghost Eye Onmyoji for hundreds of miles.

However, the flaming greatsword was always with him, and no matter how far he escaped, the relative distance between the two was always getting closer.

"Your Excellency, mercy, if you kill me. It is a war of clans that destroys the Alliance, and will be sanctioned by the Alliance. ”

Kui Qianmo realized that he couldn't escape, and shouted with a blank face.

He never dreamed that such a terrifying existence was hidden in the Ula tribe. How could that kind of person appear in such a small tribe as the Ula tribe.

Mo Wen didn't pay attention to Kui Qianmo at all, and the Holy Fire Sword still chased forward, and then slashed down.

The terrifying attack directly tore apart all the protective power on Kui Qianmo's body, and the flaming giant sword stood violently on Kui Qianmo's body.

Kui Qianmo roared angrily, that terrifying sword contained unparalleled terrifying power, capable of cutting his body, organs, tissues, flesh and blood...... Inch by inch it was destroyed and reduced to ashes. Even if his primordial spirit didn't escape in time, most of them would have turned into nothingness under that terrifying power.

Such an attack must not be allowed to bombard him completely, otherwise he will lose half his life if he does not die.

"Damn, Kui Ghost Change."

Kui Qianmo roared angrily, and a dark green mist emerged from his body, and with the change of the mist, Kui Qianmo's body was also changing, and finally it seemed to be completely atomized, and it was as uncertain as the thick fog, and there was never a fixed shape.

The sword of holy fire fell, slashing at the mist.

I saw that the mist contracted and expanded violently, stretching and shrinking, as if trying to remove the power on the Holy Fire Sword.

However, the power on the Holy Fire Sword is so terrifying, how can it be said that it can be unloaded, the dark green fog is constantly decreasing, and it is turned into ashes under the power of the Holy Fire Sword.

"I can't stop a single move, and Brother Mo Wen's cultivation seems to be much more profound."

There was also shock in Hu Xuan's eyes, his cultivation was similar to that of Kui Qianmo, and he thought that he could also rank in the forefront in the early stage of Taixuan, but Mo Wen's casual sword still gave him a deep shock.

"That Kui Qianmo's Kui Ghost Tribal Law is a good magic power to save lives, but it's a pity that when you meet a monk like Mo Wen, the gap is too big, and most of them can't escape this catastrophe."

Tiger Slayer shook his head, this time the Kui Ghost Tribe can be described as capsizing in the gutter, who would have thought that the Ula tribe could actually have a relationship with such a terrifying monk? If he hadn't met Mo Wen in the Yang Ling, I'm afraid he would have been kept in the dark.

The dark green mist kept changing, resisting the Holy Fire Sword while getting smaller and smaller, and after a sword, the size of the dense fog was less than one-tenth of the original.

The thick fog distorted, and Kui Qianmo's figure appeared from it again, his face was pale and he looked sluggish.

That sword almost cut off the vitality in his body, if it weren't for the Kui Ghost Variety Method, which was good at saving his life, he would probably have died under that sword.

"Your Excellency, spare your life."

Kui Qianmo's eyes pleaded, he didn't know what mood he was in at this time, he wanted to slap himself now and scold himself for being stupid. There must be a reason why a small tribe like the Ula tribe dares to kill his son at will, but he didn't find out, but instead killed him with a fierce attitude.

Just now when he met the Tiger Killing Shi Shiran sitting in the Ula tribe, he should have noticed that something was wrong, but unfortunately his preconceived notions made him not take the Ula tribe in his eyes at all.

Mo Wen's face was expressionless, and another sword was swung out, ignoring Kui Qianmo's plea for mercy, and the terrifying giant sword swept in again, as if it was about to tear the heavens and the earth apart.

"No...... Don't ......"

Kui Qianmo screamed, his eyes were terrified to the extreme, and he ran away like crazy, the first sword almost killed him, and he couldn't stop the second sword at all.

It's a pity that no matter how much you struggle, it was in vain, and the Holy Fire Sword swept by, and Kui Qianmo's mist body completely turned into flying ashes.

An ink light flew out of the ashes, and he fled in a panic.

But the huge Xuanbing big hand seemed to have been waiting in front of him for a long time, and he grabbed the primordial god in his hand, and the terrifying cold spread from the palm, instantly freezing the primordial spirit of Kui Qianmo.

Mo Wen stretched out his hand, and the big hand of Xuan Bing quietly collapsed, and the frozen Yuan Shen fell into his hands.

The Yuan Shen was only two inches tall, and his appearance was exactly the same as Kui Qianmo's, the only difference was that the Yuan Shen was not wearing clothes, and was sealed in black crystals at this time, his face was stiff, and there was deep fear and despair in his eyes.

Mo Wen casually put Kui Qianmo's Yuan Shen into the Medicine Spirit Ring, this kind of Yuan Shen of Taixuan Realm monks is a rare thing, and some evil monks like to use Yuan Shen to refine treasures, puppets, and even pills.

Of course, Mo Wen wouldn't learn those evil methods, but if a Taixuan Realm cultivator's primordial god was sold to someone else, it could be sold for a high price, and even if it wasn't sold, it would be okay to devour the remnant soul of the primeval celestial snake.

Here, Mo Wen put away Kui Qianmo's primordial spirit, but the Ula tribe over there fell into an unparalleled shock.

With one move, Kui Qianmo was so frightened that he fled, almost dying, and in two moves, he completely killed a monk of the Taixuan Realm, and his form and spirit were destroyed, and even the Yuan Shen was captured.

Those monks of the Ula tribe felt like they were dreaming, when did those Taixuan Realm monks who were as powerful as gods in Pingsu become so vulnerable? The crushing of that kind of absolute power is too shocking.

Zha Manhan looked at the young figure in the sky in a daze, his lips trembled slightly, what kind of existence is that?

Zagul clenched her fists, there was infinite light in her eyes, and the majestic figure was already deeply imprinted in her heart at this time. She clenched her fists with all the strength of her body, if she could have such strength, would her tribe still be bullied by others? Will she still be interfered with by others in her life and unable to be autonomous? Will anyone still look down on them?

At this time, there is a raging flame in Zaguli's heart, she wants to become stronger, she must become a strong person like Mo Wen.

Although Tiger Slaying had long known that Mo Wen was terrifying, he still couldn't help but tremble at this time, feeling uncomfortable. An immortal cultivator, what he is most afraid of is that his Yuan Shen is caught by others, and it is simply worse than death.

This Mo asked, could it be a monk in the late Taixuan period? It is impossible for an ordinary monk in the middle stage of Taixuan to be so terrifying.

The monks of the Kui Ghost Tribe froze in place one by one, their faces were gray and incredulous, panicked, fearful, desperate, and hesitant......

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