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Mo Wen squinted his eyes slightly, his body was hidden in the wind and snow, and he looked at the battle in the distance with interest.

Being able to fight in the core area of the Wind and Snow Great Array can only be done by a martial artist in the Jindan realm, and an ordinary fetal breath realm martial artist is afraid that it is difficult to say whether he can block the power of the Wind and Snow Great Array.

The three people in the battle in front of them are all strong men in the Jindan realm, and one person occupies two of them, and he is not left behind.

The man was dressed in green clothes, an old man over half a hundred years old, with an iron ruler in his hand, dancing tigers and tigers.

The other two were dressed in red robes, with a golden sun pattern on their backs, they were not young, and there were five golden flames on their chests, which were the oldest existences in the Holy Fire Sect.

"That person should be a martial artist of the Mindless Sect, right? One person fights two people alone, I am afraid with the help of the power of the wind and snow array. ”

Mo Wen's eyes were sharp, and he could see at a glance that the reason why the old man in Tsing Yi was able to fight two people alone was obviously with the help of the power of the wind and snow array.

The Wind and Snow Array had the power to suppress the two Holy Fire Sect elders, but it had an increase in the old man in Tsing Yi, and in the snowstorm, not only was the speed terrifying, but it could also urge the wind and snow to turn into an attack with a wave of his hand.

Those two old men of the Holy Fire Sect besieged one person, and they were actually a little difficult.

"The Wind and Snow Array is really wonderful, no wonder under such a disadvantage, Wu Nianmen can still hold on for such a long time."

A flash of admiration flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, this Wind and Snow Great Array is a two-way formation, weakening the enemy and increasing his body, I am afraid that the level is not low, far above the Saint Fire Sect's psychedelic array.

"Mu Liao, sooner or later, your Wunian Gate will perish, and the end of your stubborn resistance will be to destroy together, if you are willing to betray the Wunian Gate and join my Holy Fire Sect, you are still a generation old. The treatment will not be worse than in the door of thoughtlessness, you don't have to be obsessed. ”

One of the two elders of the Holy Fire Sect said coldly. is actually ready to rebel against that old man who has no thoughts.

"Fuck you, the five generations of Lao Tzu are all people who have no thoughts. There have never been traitors among future generations, and you Holy Fire Cult are something. Back then, an elder of your Holy Fire Sect killed my uncle, and I Mu Liao was not with you before you. ”

Mu Liao snorted coldly, and his attack became more and more crazy, almost desperately with the two Holy Fire Sect veterans.

The two Holy Fire Sect elders were miserable, and in the wind and snow array, the time, place, and people were all occupied by the Wunian Gate, and the two of them dealt with one. It's still a little overwhelming.

"The Wunian Gate has been inherited for hundreds of years, even if your Holy Fire Sect can destroy the Wunian Gate, we will make you unable to afford this price."

Mu Liao roared, and the iron ruler in his hand was sent to the extreme, and black light was released from the ruler, and then gathered together like lotus flowers, slamming into the two Holy Fire Sect elders.

"Since you're stubborn, don't blame us."

The two elders of the Holy Fire Sect glanced at each other, and a hideous color flashed in their eyes, the Holy Fire Sect had besieged the Wunian Sect for more than half a month. Although the Wunian Gate was trapped, the losses were great every day, and the sect leader had already given the final order. It can't be delayed any longer, and it must be taken down in one fell swoop.

Among the two elders of the Holy Fire Sect, one of them shook his figure and took a step back suddenly, and as for Ling Yi, he stepped forward and blocked in front of the old man named Mu Liao.

"You're looking for the latest chapter of the Devourer of Death."

Mu Liao's pupils shrank, although he didn't know what the two old things of the Holy Fire Sect wanted to do, but there must be demons when things go wrong. The two of them joined forces and were not his opponents, but now they became one person. Naturally, it is even less likely to be his opponent.

Whatever their purpose, they could kill one person by taking advantage of this opportunity. That's worth it, too. Kill one to preserve capital, kill two and earn.

For a while, Mu Liao's attack became more and more fierce, and the old man of the Snake Holy Fire Sect who blocked Mu Liao secretly complained in his heart, and stood with Mu Liao in danger, only hoping that the other person could speed up.

As for the person who withdrew from the battlefield, the corners of his mouth hooked up a hideous, and he quickly took out a jet-black knife from his sleeve, which was only two inches, but it flashed with a layer of dark light.

"Spirit Weapon!"

In the distance, Mo Wen picked his eyes, and glanced at the old man of the Holy Fire Sect in a depressed manner, he actually took out a spiritual weapon from his sleeve, that thing knew at a glance that the lethality was terrifying, and when it was used by a martial artist of the Jindan realm, the power would probably be amazing.

The Holy Fire Sect was really unusually rich, and after coming into contact with the inner world, Mo Wen felt more and more that the inner world was simply a treasure.

Moreover, since there is aura in the inner world, there are various elixirs and herbs, there must also be various refining materials and treasures of heaven and earth that are nurtured by various aura. Chen Zi said before that mining, it is very likely to be the ore of immortal cultivation materials, and even the spirit stone mine is possible.

If the Wunian Gate can maintain the Great Wind and Snow Array for such a long time, there must be a lot of spirit stone reserves.

Spirit Stone! That is something that Mo Wen didn't have, he only had two half-used spirit stones in his hand, poor and tight, but he didn't want the Wunian Sect and the martial arts sect in the inner world to be so rich.

"Spirit Weapon!"

Mu Liao, who was frantically attacking the old man of the Holy Fire Sect, also noticed another person, his pupils shrank, and his face became solemn.

The magic weapon of this kind of immortal cultivator is also available in the Wunian Sect, but there are only four handles, even if he takes them out and uses them, he can't share them in his hands, but he doesn't want one of the two old hands of the Holy Fire Sect to master the spiritual weapon.

He was sure that the spiritual weapons in the Holy Fire Sect would definitely not be much more than those in the Wunian Sect, and now that the two ordinary old hands were assigned spiritual weapons, could it be that the Holy Fire Sect had also invited all the spiritual weapons out?

A flash of worry flashed in Mu Liao's eyes, if the Holy Fire Sect was desperate and attacked the Wunian Sect with all its might, I am afraid they would really not be able to hold out for long.

"Old Zamao, I'll fight with you."

In his eagerness, Mu Liao desperately collided with another Holy Fire Sect elder, hoping to kill this person as soon as possible, if that person succeeded in activating the spirit weapon, then he would definitely not be an opponent.

"Hurry up."

The Holy Fire Sect elder who was in front of Mu Liao faced a terrifying attack, his mouth was spurting blood one after another, he was already seriously injured, and he yelled in his mouth, urging his companion to hurry up, otherwise he might really die in Mu Liao's hands.

The other Flame Cult elder had a gloomy face, and he felt a spirit stone from his sleeve, then slammed it into his mouth and chewed it vigorously.

Then the surface of his body gradually emitted a misty aura, and there was a faint overflow of spiritual power.

He pointed at the jet-black knife in front of him, and the misty aura poured into the knife, and the jet-black knife suddenly emitted a dazzling black light, and it was suspended in front of the Holy Fire Sect elder at once, and the blade continued to tremble lightly, emitting a pleasant sound The latest chapter of the Bodhi Dao.

The corners of Mo Wen's mouth twitched, that guy was too savage, he actually devoured spirit stones...... However, for martial artists, directly devouring spirit stones is indeed one of the easiest ways to transform spiritual power.

After the ancient martial artist cultivated some secret methods, he might be able to transform spiritual power from the spirit stone, but for the martial artists who have not cultivated the immortal cultivator's exercises, the transformation efficiency is not very high, if they only rely on the operation of the secret method to absorb, then it may take a long time to launch an attack with a spirit weapon.

Of course, it is not that there is no solution, that is, directly devouring the spirit stone, chewing the spirit stone, and then absorbing the spirit qi with the secret method, the efficiency can be increased many times.

That Flame Sect elder was also quite desperate in order to launch an attack as soon as possible.

If it were Mo Wen, there was no need to do so, because he had already cultivated the Immortal Cultivation Technique, and he couldn't be more proficient in the guidance of spiritual energy, and the efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy was far higher than that of those martial artists who devoured spiritual stones.

But it's a pity that Mo Wen has no spirit stones in his hands, and the only few pieces are still broken products that have been deducted from other people's hands. However, the resources of the main space are too scarce, and this cannot be changed.

"Kill!"

After transforming the spirit stone into spiritual power, the Holy Fire Sect Elder suddenly snorted coldly, and with a finger, the jet-black knife that kept trembling lightly turned into a black light, and instantly flew out, slashing towards Mu Liao.

Mu Liao's complexion changed greatly, and he was busy dodging, he didn't dare to resist the blow of the spiritual weapon, the old cultivation of the Holy Fire Sect was not weaker than him, even if the wind and snow array could weaken his strength, but the weakening of the spiritual weapon was very small.

Sou!

However, the speed of the flying knife was too fast, and in a flash of black light, it had already swept past Mu Liao and directly cut off one of his arms.

Mu Liao was shocked, and suddenly sealed the acupoint of his broken arm to prevent blood from flowing out, and his mood fell violently, the power of that spiritual energy was so terrifying, far beyond his imagination.

"Muliao old thief, since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill it."

The Holy Fire Sect elder struck a meritorious blow, and immediately laughed wildly, his fingers were clicked again, and the qi machine was triggered, and the jet-black flying knife flew out again, slashing towards Mu Liao.

Mu Liao knew that he was no longer the opponent of the two, and if he continued to fight, he would inevitably die on the spot, so he suddenly had the intention of retreating, his figure flashed, and he narrowly avoided a slash by the black flying knife, and he was ready to retreat.

"Old thief Muliao, you were cool just now, now it's up to you where you escape."

The Holy Fire Sect Elder, who had been beaten in order to drag Mu Liao down, suddenly sulked in his chest, laughed loudly, and bullied himself, this time he chose to take the initiative to entangle Mu Liao, and give the flying knife spirit weapon a chance to kill with one blow.

"Mu Liao old thing, suffer death."

The Holy Fire Sect elder who controlled the Flying Knife Spirit Weapon smiled fiercely and urged the Flying Sword Spirit Weapon to kill Mu Liao again.

Mu Liao had the intention to retreat, but at this time, there was an old man of the Holy Fire Sect who entangled him, and there was no way to retreat, seeing that the black flying knife was killing again, his heart suddenly despaired, if that knife was cut on his neck, he would definitely die.

Just when he was about to pull a cushion in desperation, exchanging his life for his life, an indifferent voice sounded:

"The throwing knife is good, I laughed at it."