The blue-black sword light of Yang Mo's body and sword was several zhang long, like a black Jiao, breaking through the air and slashing towards the head of the demon beast.

Facing Yang Mo's sword light, the Moon Worship Sect priest commanded the demon beast to wave its claws, bringing up thick black smoke to block it.

But at the moment when the sword light collided with the giant claw of the demon beast, the onlookers only heard a terrible scream, and countless black blood was sprinkled in the air.

Following the screams, everyone saw that the demon beast's claw had been cut open by a wound, and black blood was really gushing out along the wound.

After using the spirit of the spirit, the priest also shared the feeling with the demon beast, and was crying out loudly with the demon beast.

At this time, Yang Mo, who was flickering with golden wings behind him, stood aside, and said in a disdainful voice: "Relying on spells to forcibly improve your strength is really vulnerable!" ”

When the priest heard Yang Mo's words, he knew that it would not work hard today, and began to chant spells, preparing to perform more powerful witchcraft.

Yang Mo is so rich in combat experience, how can he watch the other party's magnified moves and ignore it, as soon as the thundercloud golden wings behind him move, he will attack again.

At this time, the Jiang family, who was standing below and watching, also reminded Yang Mo.

"Be careful, this priest is using the Lunatic Cult's spirit technique, and he wants to sacrifice himself to merge with the demon beast!"

With Jiang's words, those who came to attack Miao together also took action, wanting to organize Yang Mo's attack.

Some of them actually recited a spell and blew themselves up into a handful of black water and pounced on Yang Mo, completely using a suicide attack.

But in the face of these people's obstruction, the white clouds around Yang Mo lit up, and the shield generated by the silver silk cloud beads shrouded Yang Mo in it.

After the witchcraft of these Miao people collided with the white clouds, no matter whether it was the black water, killing all kinds of spells, all of them were in vain.

In the face of countless attacks, Yang Mo did not spare his hand at all, and made a move.

In the eyes of everyone, the sword light that was more powerful than just now passed through countless attacks in mid-air, and flashed away from the top of the demon beast's head.

Immediately after, the priest whose half body had been fused with the demon beast was cut into two sections, and the upper body slowly fell from the demon beast's head.

And before he could fall to the ground halfway through, the demon beast grabbed it, threw it into its mouth, and swallowed it after a few bites.

Yang Mo's slash completely broke the demon beast out of the control of the priest, and the first thing he did after regaining his consciousness was to kill the master, and it didn't have a good impression of the priest who enslaved it.

Seeing that the priest who took the lead had died, the few Miao people who were still alive suddenly felt bad and turned their heads and wanted to escape.

But at this time, as soon as he entered the Jiang family, who saw that the situation was good, how could he let these people escape, and the people of Lingyue Palace were chased and killed.

On the way to chase and kill these people, Yang Mo didn't make a move, and watched the people of Lingyue Palace drive these Miao people to extermination.

"Thank you for your help, the old man is grateful."

After cleaning up the battlefield, the Jiang clan brought all the disciples of the Lingyue Palace to Yang Mo's side, and thanked him with gratitude on his face.

"Thank me too early, as long as she is here, the Lunatic Cult will not give up."

Yang Mo said, stretching out his hand and pointing at Zhao Ling'er.

The girl was hiding behind Jiang's back, looking at Yang Mo curiously.

And Yang Mo looked at the little girl's eyes, but he couldn't help but think of another person's name in his heart, that is, Xia Ling'er in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story.

I don't know what the girl will do when she returns to the Gray Mist Forest to find that he is gone, and she has to worry about what it will become.

"Hero, do you know about Ling'er?"

Hearing Yang Mo's words, Jiang was shocked.

Although Yang Mo had already helped him just now, as soon as his words came out, Jiang still had a trace of scruples about him.

Yang Mo said lightly: "I know some." ”

"That ......"

Jiang wanted to ask something, but Yang Mo interrupted: "Now is not the time to say such things, let's think about what to do with it first." ”

Everyone listened to Yang Mo's words, turned their heads and found that the demon beast was crawling in the distance, looking at Yang Mo with fear in their eyes.

At this moment, without the blessing of the Lunatic Cult of witchcraft, the strength of this monster has fallen to the double level of Yunshen, and it is obviously weak because of the injury.

"It's useless to leave these monsters behind, so let's kill them."

As soon as Jiang's words came out, the sword light in Yang Mo's hand rose, and he was about to make a move.

But at this moment, Yang Mo knew that Zhong Yan, who had not shown up for a month, suddenly spoke.

"Wait, let me try to see if I can control it."

"Control it?"

Listening to the song and Zhong Yan's request, Yang Mo was a little strange.

"Yes, but you have to send me into the soul of the other party, and that strange character you punched into my body kept me from moving freely."

After hearing this, Yang Mo was a little curious about what Zhong Yan would do, what was so strange about the strange life born in the world of science and technology at such a moment.

Thinking of this, he flew directly to the door of the demon beast's head in the terrifying eyes of the demon beast.

Immediately after, Yang Mo's big hand appeared in the back of his head, grabbed a ball of white light and sent it into the other party's sea of knowledge.

Not long after Zhong Yan entered the sea of demon beasts, the demon beast began to struggle desperately, accompanied by angry roars.

Its body writhed desperately on Faerie Island, bringing up a cloud of dust and blocking the view of the onlookers nearby.

I don't know how long it took, but the roar of the demon beast gradually subsided, and the dust gradually dissipated.

At this time, what appeared in everyone's eyes was still the familiar demon beast, but its movements were very strange.

I saw that he walked a little swaying, like a toddler, as if he was very unfamiliar with his body.

What surprised everyone even more was that the demon beast turned its head to look at Yang Mo in mid-air, and actually spoke.

"It's a strange feeling to have a living being, and I've discovered a lot of other interesting things, so get acquainted with it, I need to live on this island during this time."

After finishing speaking, the giant crocodile-like demon beast staggered towards the other side of Xianling Island.

What Zhong Yan didn't see was that after his last sentence, the faces of everyone in Lingyue Palace immediately changed.

Seeing the expressions of these people, Yang Mo naturally understood what the other party was thinking.

"You don't have to be afraid, I will stay during the time this demon beast lives to ensure your safety."

After Yang Mo finished speaking, he fell to Li Xiaoyao's side.

"How about taking you back to save people first, and then come here with me to learn art?"

When Li Xiaoyao heard this, he naturally nodded repeatedly.

Subsequently, Yang Mo grabbed Li Xiaoyao and flew to Shengyu Village, and when he came back, in addition to Li Xiaoyao, he also brought Wang Xiaohu back.

As for Situ Zhong, the wine sword immortal who had been following him, he didn't know where he went when Yang Mo returned to Xianling Island.

A few days later, within the Lingyue Cave Heaven that was blocked by the formation, Li Xiaoyao and Wang Xiaohu were practicing martial arts.

And next to them, Yang Mo sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and cultivating the Nine Xuan Star Tribulation by himself.

Not far from them, Jiang and Zhao Ling'er were standing, and the woman embroidered with lotus flowers, the three of them were observing Yang Mo and the others.

"Grandma, why do you want to let these people enter the Lingyue Cave Heaven, this person's cultivation is so profound, what if they are not good for us?"

It was the woman who was embroidered with lotus flowers who spoke, but Jiang smiled when she heard this.

"Hanxi, if this Yang Mo really wants to be unfavorable to us, why wait until now, just ignore it as early as the day the Lunatic Cult attacked."

Just as Jiang was explaining to Hanxi, suddenly a disciple of the Spirit Moon Palace trotted over, his face full of panic.

"Grandma, the demon beasts behind the island have changed!"