The qi pool was enlarged several times by the impact of this purple power.

In the body, the spiritual power in Jun Han's meridians ran round and round according to the trajectory of the "Divine Seal Battle Dragon Jue", and with each cycle, the spiritual energy in Jun Han's qi pool expanded by a few points.

Purple Wind Demon Flower, as a heavenly and earthly treasure of the same level as Bichi Lingzhi, even if Jun Han is not a martial artist with wind attributes, it is not a problem to help Jun Han break through.

"Very strong!"

Jun Han muttered, and injected purple power into the Eternal Dragon Vein, and suddenly, the Eternal Dragon Vein lit up, and the brilliant light suddenly emanated.

Boom!

There was a loud bang.

The spiritual power soared into the sky, and a spiritual power divine light floated out above Jun Han's head.

"The Great Perfection of the Yellow Spirit Realm!"

Jun Han opened his eyes, shook his palm, and an unprecedented powerful force surged in his body.

Jun Han's qi pool has also more than doubled, and the vast spiritual power mist has become even richer.

......

Mansion.

The old man looked in the direction of Jun Han's room, his eyes were full of shock****** Jun looked less than twenty years old! Such a young boy could be so cold, calm, and possess great strength.

A student walked over and said to the old man, "Elder Mo, is he really a Demon Lord?" Although he has an extremely strong temperament, he only has the strength of the Yellow Spirit Realm. ”

Indeed, most of the students in this mansion are the strength of the Yellow Spirit Realm's Small Perfection and Great Perfection, and many of them have a higher realm than the Demon Lord.

Mo Lao said in a deep voice: "It should be him, don't underestimate him, I think his combat power should be about the same as mine." ”

It's not much like Mo Lao?

It must be known that Mo Lao, as the strongest person in the Tianwu Mansion in Anke Town, has also reached the pre-spiritual stage of the Xuanling Realm.

The combat power is not much different from that of the martial artists in the pre-spirit stage of the Xuanling Realm, but the strength of the small consummation of the Yellow Spirit Realm?

The surrounding students all showed expressions of disbelief.

"Mo Lao! Mo Lao, it's not good! The people from the Black Tiger Hall rushed over violently. Outside the gate of the mansion, a student ran to Mo Lao with a panicked face, and said with a gasp.

Mo Lao's heart was shocked, and he said, "How many of them are there?"

"There are about a hundred people, all of whom are powerhouses above the Yellow Spirit Realm Small Perfection Realm. The student said, his eyes fixed on Mo Lao, waiting for Mo Lao's orders.

"Demon Lord, how long are you going to hide?"

Outside the mansion, Heikong and his party blocked in front of the mansion, surrounding the mansion.

Seeing such a situation, the residents of Anker Town closed their doors and closed their windows tightly.

A group of white horses moved out of the crowd, and above the white horses, there was Heikong, at this moment, Heikong was holding a war knife, staring at the entire mansion with cold eyes.

Under normal circumstances, the strength of the Demon Sect in Anke Town would not take the initiative to provoke the Heavenly Martial Hall Power Mansion, of course, today is an exception.

With so many Demon Sect powerhouses, if they rushed in directly, I am afraid that the entire mansion would be destroyed in an instant.

"This ...... This ......" A little fear appeared in Mo Lao's eyes, although he was also a martial artist in the pre-spirit stage of the Xuanling Realm, but, after all, he was old, and he was definitely not Heikong's opponent.

Some of the students couldn't bear the pressure of the Demon Sect, and said to Mo Lao: "Mo Lao, hurry up and hand over that Demon Lord! ”

"Yes, we can't let him be alone, hurt so many of us!"

"Get this guy out, I don't want to die here. ”

Mo Lao's eyes widened, and he shouted violently: "Shut up, you are still a student of the Tianwu Palace, and this kind of thing is also said." The Demon Lord is a student of my Heavenly Martial Palace, how can I bear to watch him die?"

"But...... Mo Lao, what else can we do besides this?" asked one of the students.

Mo Lao's eyes sank, and he said: "I will personally go to meet this black sky, although the old man is old, his combat effectiveness is not weak at all." ”

With that, Mo Lao walked out, pushed open the door of the mansion, and saw Heikong and others in the dark night.

"Black Sky, I don't know what is it that makes you Black Tiger Hall so aggressive. "Mo Lao's waist is straight, and he is proud.

"Old Immortal, do you think you can hide it? Do you know how much eyeliner I have in Anker Town?" said Kuroku, who had gauze wrapped around his fingers, raising the sword in his hand.

"Oh, what does this mean, do you want to be hard?" Mo Lao's body surged with majestic spiritual power, and as soon as the momentum came out, everyone present was shocked.

The seemingly weak old man turned out to be a Xuanling Realm martial artist!

Heikong smiled and shouted, "Look for death!"

Boom!

The black sky jumped out of the white horse, the sword flew, and in the dark night, it drew a remnant of light and slashed straight towards Mo Lao.

Mo Lao's weapon was a black iron staff, the iron staff was held in his hand, and the power of the Xuan Ling Realm floated on the surface of his body, forming a layer of brilliant spiritual power armor, and at the same time, the sea of qi was churning.

"If you are old and have no combat power, then you are very wrong!"

"Quartet Staff Method!"

"A staff of Huangquan!"

Mo Lao jumped up wildly, the spiritual power on his body devoured wildly, condensed into a black iron rod phantom more than a foot long and smashed towards the black sky.

This staff is enough to instantly kill a martial artist of the Great Perfection of the Yellow Spirit Realm!

Although the black sky has a broken finger, it is also an incomparably powerful existence.

He sneered faintly and said, "Don't do it yourself!"

"Heavenly Wolf Sword Technique!"

"Celestial Wolf Slam!"

The black sky drank violently, and a three-zhang tall wolf phantom appeared above his head, and the wolf opened his bloody mouth and went straight to Mo Lao to bite.

Knock knock knock!

Between the lightning and flint, the figures of the two Xuanling Realm powerhouses were already intertwined, and the wind and waves that rolled up made everyone marvel again and again.

The Xuanling Realm is far higher than their realm!

Ding Ding!

The black empty knife, extremely heavy, smashed on Mo Lao's iron staff, shaking Mo Lao's hands trembling.

But Mo Lao is not simple, he knows that his physical strength is not good, so he exerts all his strength, preparing to defeat Heikong during the time of the outbreak.

The iron rod stabbed out, aiming the sharp rod at Heikong's neck, this blow was extremely tricky, and ordinary people had already pierced Bai Mo Lao's neck.

But the wicked man who licks blood on the tip of the knife all the year round has extremely rich combat experience.

He quickly twisted his body to avoid Mo Lao's attack, and at the same time, he jumped up the dust on the ground with a knife and lifted it upward, and the dust flew up.

With the help of the flying dust, the black sky knife quickly slashed out, wanting to kill Mo Lao quickly.

Ding, Ding, Ding! Ding!

The knife in the black sky became heavier and heavier, and Mo Lao retreated again and again, and with each knife, his feet would sink into the mud for a few points, until his entire calf fell into the mud.

"It's not good, Mo Lao can't hold it anymore!" In the mansion, a student exclaimed.

Heikong ruthlessly raised his sword and said in a cold voice, "Old fellow, die!"

Sou!

The cold light fell suddenly.

Bite!

At that moment, Mo Lao thought that he was dead, but he did not feel pain.

Mo Lao raised his head and saw a dragon-patterned broken knife blocking in front of him, and in the mansion, a young man wearing a black robe and a mask was walking here step by step.