The Soul Devouring Sword turned into a Soul Devouring Fist in an instant, tightly wrapping Mo Li's hands.

The fire spiritual power surged, and Mo Li's whole body suddenly turned red, and the scorching aura surrounded Mo Li's body.

When Sheng Yan repelled the enemy, he had already returned to Mo Li's body, but he burst out again, as the fire spirit power poured into his fists, covering Mo Li's two arms.

"Get out of here!"

Mo Li shouted violently, both fists started at the same time, and the afterimages of fists appeared in the magic battle space, and the space was deeply sunken, and it was conceivable that Mo Li was under every full bombardment, and the terrifying power in his fists was conceivable.

And in addition to this terrifying power, there is also a layer of terrifying holy flame.

Sheng Yan swayed in the space, and as Mo Li bombarded the Nine Palace Array in front of him with one punch after another, he also began to frantically attack the spiritual figures in the Nine Palace Array.

Their counterattack, their spiritual power, under the incineration of the Holy Flame, could not even touch Mo Li's body, and directly dissipated in the space.

Mo Li's terrifying fist smashed down, and the figures in the Nine Palace Array in front of him retreated one after another, and were forcibly shocked back by Mo Li's punch.

"You're finally out!"

Mo Li's eyes coldly stared at the only array of eyes that had been forced in front of him, and stood in front of him without any hiding at this time.

At that moment just now, Mo Li used the terrifying spiritual power and the power of qi and blood, urging the Holy Flame with all his might, and using all his strength to perform the "Dry Heaven God Thunder Sword Technique", "Burning Sky Overlord Fist", and "Wind in the World".

At this moment, Mo Li had already exerted his strength to the extreme, if it weren't for the powerful confidence of the Five Elements Tree, Mo Li would not dare to use spiritual power so wantonly and without caring about the consequences.

Fortunately, the result is also completely worthy of Mo Li's efforts.

At this moment, except for the only array eye, the other eighty-one figures were all shocked back by Mo Li almost at the same time.

If it weren't for this powerful array within a formation, which would allow them to support each other and share Mo Li's power when they launched an attack on Mo Li, I'm afraid it would still be a question of whether half of these eighty spiritual power figures could be left.

Mo Li, who is almost full force outbreak, is as strong as this!

Relying on his full strength to fight a way, the little time he earned, Mo Li naturally will not waste it.

The right fist was clenched, and the holy flames all over the body disappeared, and all of them poured into Mo Li's right fist, swaying wildly.

"Burning Mountain!"

With a soft shout, the huge mountain phantom, carrying a terrifying dark golden flame, burst towards that array of eyes.

The space was frantically distorted, and the surrounding spiritual power figures were all under great pressure under this terrifying blow, and the spiritual power burst out one after another, resisting this pressure.

Even these figures are like this, you can imagine what kind of pressure the spiritual power figure that faced Mo Li's punch was feeling.

The spiritual power erupted with all his might, wanting to block Mo from getting closer to this punch.

But under the Holy Flame, under the Scorching Mountain, his resistance had no effect at all, and not even the slightest obstruction could be generated.

That not weak spiritual power attack, along with that spiritual power figure, was instantly melted under Mo Li's punch.

And at the moment when this spiritual power figure dissipated, the eighty-one figures brought Mo Li's feeling suddenly changed.

If the feeling that the eighty-one figures brought to Mo Li just now was to merge into one, pulling one hair and moving the whole body, then now that this array was destroyed by him, the remaining eighty figures gave him the feeling that they were fighting for each other, far from the cohesion just now.

Of course, it is not completely a separate battle, after all, every nine people form a nine-palace array.

The battle of each other here refers to the disappearance of the Great Nine Palace Array.

Now that the formation in the formation has been cracked by Mo Li, the pressure has been greatly reduced in an instant.

Eight small Nine Palace Arrays, plus eight individual spiritual power figures, and a total of eighty figures are all in the realm of the Spirit Wheel Consummation, which seems to be an extremely powerful force, but for Mo Li, there is no longer a threat.

You can even see the relieved look on Mo Li's face.

At this time, the situation was no longer difficult for him, all he needed was to spend some time on him.

With absolute speed, the last thing he has to worry about is this kind of group battle that fights separately.

If he wanted to, it would be difficult for these spiritual figures to catch his traces.

Not to mention that Mo Li's strength is far more than speed, but also the power that these spiritual figures are incomparable.

The next moment, in the entire magic battle space, blue light flashed.

This blue light shuttled between the eighty spiritual power figures, and countless attacks passed by him one after another between his flickering movements.

And as Mo Li stepped on the wind spiritual power, between the flashes, one after another sword lights slashed down.

Eight individual spiritual power figures were the first to perish, and Mo Li flickered more easily among the remaining dozens of figures.

There are also eight realms and nine palace arrays, and what Mo Li has to do is very simple, break them all.

The familiar feeling returned to Mo Li's body, and the current magic battle space was just like what he had experienced in the previous twenty days.

Wander between many formations, find the eyes of each formation, and solve them one by one.

With 20 days of experience, Mo Li is familiar with how to fight.

Between three breaths, the first Nine Palace Array Eye was killed, and Mo Li also killed the other eight people easily.

Between two breaths, the second Nine Palace Array was broken.

As the Nine Palace Array and the spiritual power figure continued to decrease, Mo Li's attack was faster, and the remaining Nine Palace Array and spiritual power figure disappeared faster.

Almost every breath, there was a Nine Palace Array shattered.

In the time of half a pillar of incense, Mo Li gently slashed the Spirit Devouring Sword in his hand, slashing the last spiritual power figure.

The Soul Devouring Sword was put away, and Mo Li exhaled lightly.

Although the time is not too long, this time it is a great headache for Mo Lidu.

Fortunately, Mo Li locked the only eye in the formation and the formation.

Under the full outburst, he wiped out the only formation first, which made the battle tide tilt in his favor.

This is also thanks to the super endurance brought to him by the Five Elements Tree, which allows him to have no worries and be able to use his powerful moves continuously.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that Mo Li will really fall into a bitter battle.

But that's what combat is all about, and any little change can be a winning factor.

"Now, it's harvest time!"

Mo Li licked his lips, his eyes burning a little.

At this time, the magic battle space was covered with white mist, obstructing Mo Li's sight.

And this is the result of a huge and pure spiritual power.

The eighty-one spiritual power figures of the spiritual wheel, such terrifying spiritual power, made it so difficult to move.

The next moment, within the magic battle space, all the spiritual power surged away according to Mo Li.

The "Yin and Yang Five Elements Body" was frantically urging, and the surrounding spiritual power centered on Mo Li, turning into a huge tornado, rapidly surging into Mo Li's body.

Mo Li's breath rose steadily.

......

"Eighty-one days......"

Outside the gate of the Demon War Space, She Haifeng and Guan Ning had completely lost their temper.

On the eighty-first day, the eighty-one spiritual power figures of the Spirit Wheel were perfect, how did Mo Li defeat them.

Guan Ning glanced at the door, sighed slightly, and then stood up: "Let's go, we won't see him come out." ”

She Haifeng slowly got up, turned around with his head down, and walked towards the bottom of the mountain, followed by Guan Ning.

Xia Jie took a deep look at the gate of the Demon Battle Space, and also turned around and walked down the mountain.

At the same time, hundreds of figures of the Demon Sect left the mountain gate one after another.

These hundreds of figures have a powerful aura.

The leaders were the three of them, the Demon Sect Sect Master Xiang Wentian, as well as the Iron Tower Elder and the Heavenly Immortal Elder.

And next to the three of them are the three existing Tianjiao of the Demon Sect, She Haifeng, Guan Ning and Xia Jie.

Behind the six of them were hundreds of powerful figures mixed with elders and disciples.

......

Wanjian Mountain, four floors.

The five figures slowly walked out of their room and walked towards the lower level of Sword Mountain.

On the first floor of Sword Mountain, hundreds of figures had gathered together, and elders, deacons, and disciples were all among them.

The leaders are Elder Sword, Second Elder, and Third Elder.

The five of them slowly walked behind the three elders and stood quietly.

With a wave of the Sword Elder's robe, his figure soared into the air.

"Let's go. ”

Hundreds of figures suddenly headed down the mountain.

Everyone's face was solemn, and the overall atmosphere was extremely solemn.

......

Tianxuanmen, hundreds of figures also left the mountain gate.

The leader was Chi Bozi, the sect leader of the Tianxuanmen, and the powerful elders of the Tianxuanmen.

Similarly, the four Tianjiao led by Jia Cong are also among them.

In addition to the three major forces, many sects on the continent are also like this, and one after another figures gather from all over Dongsheng towards one place.

Western theater.

The overall evolution of the blood slave made the original slightly advantageous sect united, defeated and retreated, and had to shrink the front, and as the blood slave continued to press, the battle line shrank more and more.

The Western battlefield needs support, and it is urgent!

As the days passed, the blood slaves continued to press in, and the monks on the western battlefield were miserable.

On the grassland, a blood-colored figure and a group of monks dressed in different clothes collided violently.

It can be clearly seen that this time, many monks are on this side, all in groups of five.

Among the five people, a monk who also has fire attributes and thunder attributes will also have a monk with earth or wood attributes.

The earth and wood monks defend and block, the fire and thunder monks carry out the final killing, and the rest of the monks carry out a frantic attack.

From the first day of the evolution of the blood slave, to the present, everyone has found the best way to resist the blood slave in the process of continuous suppression.

But even so, there is great pressure on everyone, and they are still fighting and retreating.

"Retreat!"

Jin Zhan's face turned pale, and he repelled a blood slave with one punch, and said in a deep voice.

After an hour of tug-of-war, the spiritual power on their side has been consumed a lot, and they can't fight any longer.

At the same time, on the monk's side, there were voices of retreat.

However, behind this piece of blood slave, a blood-colored figure with only his right arm smiled coldly, and the bright red beads in his hand flashed slightly.

Suddenly, as if stimulated, the dense blood slaves attacked even more violently, tearing at the retreating camp.

"Ahh

Screams suddenly sounded, and everyone didn't expect that these blood slaves would rise up unusually.

Jin Zhan's face changed, and he was repelled a few steps by a blood slave.

Wu Zhenjie's face was also extremely pale, and the flames emitted could no longer destroy the blood slave.

"Not good!"

The faces of the people changed drastically, and the crisis hit.

"Water Sect Master, the Blood Sect has made a move!"

Elder Qin looked at Xue Changyou, who was sneering in the distance, with a gloomy face, and his voice was low.

"Let's take action, otherwise there will only be more casualties!"

As soon as the figure of the iron-blooded elder moved, he was about to rush to the battlefield.

The next moment, his figure froze.

Shui Tianxing's gloomy eyes lit up slightly, and he said softly, "It's just the right time." ”

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