Tianzhu Mountain, on top of the lonely peak, Mo Wen looked at the menacing Yang An, and the cold moon goddess with a cold face and frost beside the latter, and wanted to laugh a little. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although there are many skills that cannot be used because of the different rules of the world, but in terms of the combat power of the Divine Soul, that is, the body of the Heroic Spirit, Mo Wen is fully confident that he can be compared to the Taoist masters of the 7th and 8th Tribulations.

Now the champion Hou wants to use a cold moon goddess who has become a god with a mere incense to take down himself, and he doesn't plan to do it, is this considered a class axe, and Guan Gong is playing a big knife in front of him?

A sneering smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, Mo Wen planned to teach Yang An a lesson directly, and then go to Yujing City to see where the plot went, waiting for the opportunity to snatch the "Past Mida Sutra" from the protagonist Hong Yi.

It's just that he just had a thought, but Mo Wen's brows frowned, and his eyes couldn't help but look in the direction behind Champion Hou.

I saw that in the distant sky, a black spot suddenly flashed, and a woman in black clothes, black hair, and a slender body flew over at a very fast speed, and with Mo Wen's eyesight, she could even see the reflected Milky Way in the pupils of the other party's eyes, obviously her strength was good.

And Yang An also seemed to be aware of it, looked back, and then gritted his teeth slightly.

"Celestial Serpent King, Star Eyes!"

At this time, Yang An also had some regrets, he didn't regret that he had molested the Heavenly Snake King Star Eyes before and was chased and killed by the other party, with his lustful temperament, even if he knew the wall in front of him, he would hit it headlong, Yang An regretted that he was excited for a moment when he saw the spirit stone fairy fetus, so that in the end, he was one step slower, which caused the current situation.

A single Mo Wen he didn't put it in his eyes, a character he had never seen or heard of, even if he cultivated into a ghost immortal, he was just a small character who didn't know where to hide before, not worth paying attention to, there was no fist spirit, the so-called human immortal was just a little stronger than the martial saint's qi and blood, just like a large fat pig, he was sure to take it back, but the Heavenly Snake King Star Eyes was not easy to do here, with the other party's eyesight, he could naturally distinguish the origin of the spirit stone immortal fetus, and he would definitely join the robbery, don't think that those who cultivate the Tao will not pay attention to the physical body, blood and qi can nourish the soul, if the other party has a human immortal clone, with the secret method, it is estimated that he will be able to cross the thunder tribulation again immediately, and squeeze the Peacock King Xingxuan from the position of the head of the eight demon immortals.

The Panhuang Soul Sword will only protect Yang An's life, but it will not be used by him at will, and with his own means alone, Yang An really doesn't have the confidence to overwhelm the stars and snatch the spirit stone immortal fetus.

With a slight turn of his eyes, Yang An immediately made a decision, took out the Immortal Spear from the Creation Gourd, and pounced towards Mo Wen.

"Cold Moon together, fight quickly, and take down this little deflated three!"

The goddess nodded, pointed with her hand, and suddenly a ray of moonlight came first and came to Mo Wen.

"Ahh

Mo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, and the moment Champion Hou made a move, he understood the other party's plan, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, I saw him take a sharp breath, his chest cavity quickly inflated like a balloon, and then he screamed violently.

"Get out of !!"

The sound was like thunder, shaking through the sky, and among the sound waves that radiated out in circles, the moonlight shot by the cold moon was directly shattered by Mo Wen, and the aftermath was gone, and it went straight to the cold moon.

The blood and qi of the martial artists of the Yang God World are innate and restrained from all kinds of Dao methods, unless the Yang God realm of cultivation is cultivated, so that the divine soul can turn into yang, this can not be affected, although Mo Wen has not systematically cultivated the martial arts of the Yang God World, but with his previous experience in martial arts, he can use it freely in an instant after winning the spirit stone immortal fetus, this roar is no different from the real human immortal, and it is not at all something that a small goddess of the cold moon can resist.

Sure enough, seeing the roar, a trace of panic flashed in Han Yue's eyes, and he hurriedly threw out a few more rays of moonlight to try to block the roar, but he was shattered by a blow, and the giant roar penetrated directly into his body.

Yikes!

With a scream that didn't look like a human voice, Hanyue's entire body cracked, turning into blood-red thoughts and scattering around.

The thought was as clear as crystal, but now it was full of cracks, as if it would shatter at any moment.

"Not good!"

After Mo Wen roared, Yang An's pupils immediately shrank, knowing that he was very wrong.

Martial artists have cultivated to an extremely high level, and their every move is not only by blood, but also by the spirit of martial arts, and the strength of human immortals is not only the body, but also the will.

He knew the strength of the cold moon that the grassland tribe sacrificed to the blood moon goddess that was formed for thousands of years, if it was just because of the blood qi, it would never be possible to roar her like this, even if the other party's physical body was a human immortal, it was the martial arts will that Mo Wen mixed in the roar just now that really broke the idea of the cold moon, that is to say, the other party is a real human immortal, not only in the flesh, but also in the will.

But the other party was obviously a god and a cultivator just now, how could he cultivate the will of the martial arts to such a high level?

Unless the other party also has the same one-in-a-million inability as himself, so he can raise the martial arts will to this level in the case of cultivating the divine soul.

Jealous and jealous in his heart, Yang An's eyes were red at this moment, he couldn't accept that a little person who was not in his eyes before was above him in an instant, knowing that Mo Wen was a real immortal at this time, he still did not retreat but advanced, and the Divine Spear in his hand stabbed towards Mo Wen like a poisonous snake.

"Sky Flame!"

With the shouts of the champion Hou, the body of the Divine Spear of the Dead Man pierced the air at a speed that broke through the limit, and the violent friction brought a spark.

I don't know if I was forced to the extreme, or the resentment in my heart played a role, a shot was stabbed, Yang An only felt that his thoughts were clear, and under his full attention, there was a faint improvement in marksmanship, and a momentum of self-respect in the sky and the world spread, enveloping his own kind of martial arts ideas that are all my own mountains and rivers, and all the martial arts ideas of heaven and earth and people are all my towards Mo Wen.

Even if you have the martial will of an immortal, you will be hated under the spear of my champion Hou! Everything in this world is mine! Everything about yours is mine!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Although he didn't speak, but his eyes met, Mo Wen clearly read this information from Yang An's eyes.

Should it be said that he is worthy of being a heavenly traveler who is blessed with luck? At this moment, Yang An's shot was infinitely close to that of a human immortal in Mo Wen's opinion, and with the Immortal Divine Spear in the opponent's hand, it was really invincible.

It's a pity that it's still - not - enough - to deal with yourself!

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, Mo Wen's right hand holding the ice crystal giant sword was tight, and the next moment, the giant sword that was more than a meter long was picked up by him with one hand like a straw, and then smashed towards the body of the Grim Divine Spear.

Bang!

Hearing a muffled thunderous explosion, the Noble Noble Ice Thunder Tribulation collided with the Grim Divine Spear, emitting a piercing trill.

Holding the spear in his hand, Yang An felt a strong force surging from his hand, shaking his mouth numb, and at the same time, another martial arts will also took the opportunity to collide.

It was a kind of destructive martial thought that absorbs everything and destroys everything, heaven and earth want to stop me, and heaven and earth also want to be broken, in a trance, Yang An felt that his idea of possessing everything was not worth mentioning at all in the other party's powerful martial arts idea of destroying all heaven and earth, one had to take care of possession, and the other wanted to devour everything, and finally turned into the power of destruction, from the perspective of demonic nature, the gap between this is simply a world of difference.

"Get out of !!"

The strength is not as good, and the will of the martial arts is crushed again, just one blow, Mo Wen knocked Yang An's Immortal Spear, and the Ice Thunder Tribulation in his hand slashed towards Yang An unabated, seeing that the posture was actually going to directly split the latter into two.

Just at this moment, a crack suddenly burst into the void beside Yang An, and a square sword flew out of it.

The next moment, a reddish-gold, bright, shimmering sword qi soared into the sky, half a mile wide and ten miles long, and the whole was between Mo Wen and Yang Pan, blocking the ice and thunder tribulation.

Yang An looked at this scene, and his eyes, which were originally a little distracted by Mo Wen's martial arts thoughts, immediately recovered, haha There was a burst of laughter.

"Boy, even if you are a martial arts master, what if you are a real human immortal? With the Panhuang Soul Sword, what can you do to me?!! ”