In the secret room, Kuitun took advantage of the stalemate between the old man and Ling Jingxiao, and a mouthful of black and white flames sprayed at Ling Xue.

Others don't spray, why spray Ling Xue?

In Kuitun's feelings, Lao Tzu is the invincible king of the mountain! Today, his tail was actually broken by your mountain king. This revenge must be avenged!!

Lao Tzu is playing with fire, and you dare to fire on your body? This is despising your dog, the king of the mountains? Who will you spray if you don't spray?

The most important thing is that this kid who is on fire all over his body actually looks at the old man in the sky with a deep hatred expression, so you didn't discuss it!!

Don't look at Kuitun in Liu Mo's hands, it seems useless, and don't look at Kuitun in Ling Jingxiao's hands, he can't go for a round!

But Kuitun is definitely the top existence in the realm of the peak of the heaven level! Just a few on the opposite side, Kuitun feels that he has no big problem playing five at a time!

This black and white flame caused the temperature in the secret room to rise sharply.

Seeing the black and white flames shoot at him.

"Bafang Clutch Mirror!" Ling Xue shouted, a mirror appeared in his hand, and the mirror magnified dramatically before the Kuitun black and white flames arrived!

Quickly protected Ling Xue in the rear, the black and white flames hit the mirror, and the explosion sound that Kuitun expected did not appear.

Golden lines appeared on the surface of the mirror, blocking the blow, only to make the mirror face concave inward, and then the black and white flames rebounded, increasing the power by three points, and shot towards Kuitun.

"Your uncle! You heaven-level, you actually use a half-holy weapon! cheat!" Kuitun scolded, but his claws waved frequently, and claw marks formed in the air, blocking the black and white flames that shot back.

Ling Xue was also uncomfortable, although he used the half-holy weapon to block the blow, but the impact of this half-holy weapon fed back to Ling Xue still caused a trace of blood to overflow from the corner of Ling Xue's mouth.

In the sky, Liu Mo slowly opened the scroll in his hand, and the inside of the scroll was white.

The moment it was opened, the scroll automatically floated directly above Liu Mo's head.

Directly above the scroll, the light converges, with a grand atmosphere, as if to cross the eternal river, jumping out, the breath is refracted, on the scroll.

"My three words, cut!" Liu Mo said lightly.

On the white jade-like writing, three words are finally presented!

Arrange from top to bottom.

The first one is, save!

The second is green.

And the third character has just been formed, one stroke at a time, like an invisible hand, writing on the scroll, vigorous and powerful, forming a chopping word.

As soon as the word chop was formed, there seemed to be something invisible in the sky, gathered and merged into the word.

After this feeling, this chopping word has changed from the original black to the color of blood red!

The chopping word floated, but it was out of the scroll and came into the air, like a human being, standing.

Rumble!

At this moment, the infinite breath flew out of the chopping words, forming a series of sword qi, the sword qi was endless, but the size was as slender as a cow's hair, overwhelming, slashing towards the old man.

......

At this moment, on a gloomy, cloudy island, the sky is drizzling, and a hazy figure sits quietly in the center of this island, which makes it difficult to see.

The rain fell, and when it fell on this figure, all the rain detoured.

Just when the scroll on the top of Liu Mo's head formed a chopping word.

The figure sitting cross-legged seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly opened its eyes, and their eyes were pitch black and full of dead silence.

"Tianzi scroll, reappear?" Immediately, this cross-legged figure, one hand stretched out into the air, and there were bursts of ripples in the air, this hand was white and slender, inserted into the air, and the entire palm disappeared!

Among the human race, the ancient existences and the ancestors of each family, at this moment, opened their eyes in shock, as if they had sensed, and shot out one after another, hitting the air.

Magnificent palm prints, fist prints, slashes, slashes, and so on.

Some are violent, some are domineering, and some are gentle, but they all break through the limitations of space, and in the upper space, the palm is as white as jade.

......

Kuitun learned wisely, and no longer spit out fireballs, but spit out, one after another flames, the flames filled the entire secret room, but Lu Ye's body was isolated by black and white flames.

The flames that were close to Ling Jingxiao were all blocked by Ling Jingxiao's protective aura.

The feature of Ling Xue's octagonal clutch mirror is that it can block the impact and rebound it.

But this flame is not something that the Bafang Clutch Mirror can rebound, because this is not an impact, and the Bafang Clutch Mirror is just blocking Ling Xue's front.

Ling Xue and the other five people used different means to block these black and white flames and protect Ling Hao.

Kuitun, on the other hand, did not continue to attack, but relied on the cover of black and white flames to grasp his severed tail. And, his head stretched forward, took the dry corpse Lu Ye in his mouth, and fled as quickly as he could.

It was like an endless sword qi, shooting out at the old man.

The old man roared, holding the black knife in his hand, and the old man no longer cared about Ling Jingxiao below, nor did he care about the endless sword qi.

The black knife at this time corresponds to the old man's black demonic energy, and it is a good match.

The old man stabbed. Split at Liu Mo.

Ling Jingxiao waited until the old man stopped attacking him. With a sword, from the bottom to the top, the body followed the long sword, with the sound of wind and thunder, and slashed at the old man.

From the stomach to the left shoulder, from the bottom to the top, without a trace of stopping, the sword retreated, and returned to the secret room again.

The old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, but it was pitch black, and his whole body was stained with demonic energy, even the blood and bones were pitch black.

Looking at the old man's body again, from the stomach up to the left shoulder, the black blood flowed, with the broken internal organs, this sword, the position where it was cut, the flesh and blood were all open, and even the bones that the old man had strengthened by demonization were split more than half, and even, in some places, all of them were broken!

Kuitun landed on the night, glanced at the demonized old man sadly, retracted violently, and went away at great speed.

Ling Jingxiao stretched out her hand to stop it, wanting to chase and kill the five Ling Xue people in Kuitun.

"Don't chase it, it's important. A demon beast, with a corpse, the corpse has exhausted its effect, it's no big deal, regardless of them, prepare for the Spirit Melting Array. ”

"Yes, Ancestor. The five respectfully agreed.

The endless sword qi approached the old man, and the demonic qi on the old man's body rose.

That's when it happened.

In the sky, a big white hand appeared, and the appearance of this big hand made everyone below seem to be oppressed invisibly.

Even the Heaven Rank in the secret room below began to tremble the moment this big hand appeared.

A large white hand descended from the sky and grabbed the white scroll in the air.

Liu Mo couldn't maintain an indifferent expression, his eyes were solemn, his heart moved, and the endless sword qi emitted by the slashing words turned around, no longer slashing at the old man, rubbing the old man's body, rushing into the sky, and the white big hand, constantly colliding in the air, but it could only slow down slightly, the speed of the big hand's travel.

Liu Mo spurted a mouthful of blood at the scroll above.

"My four words, with hard work as the guide, escape. ”

Willow ink blood. In an instant, on the scroll, a blood-colored character was formed, and as soon as the blood-colored character was formed, an inexplicable aura descended on the scroll.

The blood-colored character of Dun gradually turned silver, and the word of Dun floated, shining on Liu Mo's body, Liu Mo reached out and grabbed the scroll, and disappeared in place without a trace.

The big hand in the sky, grabbed the chopping words, and found that the scroll was missing, and seemed to be quite unwilling, so he stayed in the air and stopped moving.

When the old man saw the big hand appear, he slashed at the big hand with a knife, and the demonic energy was rampant.

In the center of the nameless island, the blurred figure, after not being able to sense the breath of the Tianzi scroll, frowned, pushed forward with a big hand, grabbed the old man who was slashing at him, and disappeared into the sky above the Xuhui Mountain Range.