"Dog's day Rowan, you stop Lao Tzu, you have the ability to come to the fat man!"

Yuan Fei, who had already arrived, but had been lurking beside him, knew that he couldn't delay any longer at this moment, otherwise Mo Yan would have to die in the hands of Luo Wen.

He rushed out, and a hungry tiger pounced on the right foot of Rowan and trampled down, and dragged it hard, causing Rowan to be caught off guard, his body suddenly lost his balance, and he fell to the ground with a pop, and the back of his head made a close contact with the ground, and a large bag was visibly bulging with the naked eye.

"Oops, it hurts me to death, who is so bold that he dares to sneak attack me!"

Rowan bared his teeth in pain and tears flowed out, but the person who "sneaked" at him refused to let go of his feet, causing him to be unable to stand up even if he wanted to.

"It's you, Yuan Fei! You dead fat man want to die, why don't you let me go quickly?"

Seeing the guy who sneaked up on him, his fat figure and small eyes, Rowan was angry, and kicked his right leg hard, but found that he couldn't get rid of Yuan Fei's palm at all, but there was a tendency to get tighter and tighter.

"Damn, this dead fat man is so cowardly on weekdays, he shouts grandpa when he sees me, which tendon is wrong today? He dares to do something to me? And why is he so powerful, stronger than Mo Yan, almost not under his cousin!"

Trying his best to struggle but it was useless, Luo Wen's heart was suddenly shocked, although he was not promoted to the Naling Realm, but he was not far away, his strength was five hundred catties, and the idle men were not his opponents.

And now he found that Yuan Fei, who was holding his right foot, showed a strength of 1,000 catties, which was much better than that of a martial artist in the Naling Realm.

"Huh?"

Seeing this scene, Yang Lin's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and a little essence flashed in them, staring tightly at Yuan Fei, who was desperately hugging Luo Wen's legs, no matter how Zhang Yang and Zhou Enhu pulled, and even punched and kicked Yuan Fei.

Suddenly, his eyes shrank, as if he had thought of something, and a thick killing intent suddenly erupted in his body, and he stabbed Yuan Fei in the back with his sword.

"Be careful!"

"What's going on?"

"Ahh

The miscellaneous disciples who were watching exclaimed one after another, with a look of surprise on their faces, as if they didn't expect Yang Lin to actually make a move on Yuan Fei, and as soon as he came out, it was a dead hand, obviously to put him to death, even when he was insulted by Mo Yan before, he didn't see him kill him.

It is not known what caused him to do this.

Not only were these people puzzled, but even Mo Yan, Wuxiang, and even Luo Wen, who was desperately pulling Yuan Fei, were stunned, not understanding what was wrong with Yang Lin, why he wanted to kill an unknown little fat man, as if there was some deep hatred between the two.

"Yuan Fei, let go and dodge!"

Mo Yan quickly reacted, seeing that the bright sword in Yang Lin's hand was about to pierce Yuan Fei's body, but Yuan Fei, who was facing back, didn't know about it, he was suddenly extremely anxious, and hurriedly shouted loudly.

If Yuan Fei died here because of him, then he would definitely feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"Mo Yan, what are you talking about?" Yuan Fei raised his head and looked at Mo Yan puzzled, not understanding what he was doing in such a hurry, "I'm saving you, you let me go, don't you want to die?"

But soon, he understood.

With the sound of a sharp weapon piercing into the flesh, he suddenly felt a piercing pain in his back, and then the salty liquid continued to flow down the corners of his mouth, and his spirit became blurred, and he tried his last strength, he turned his head to look back, only to see a yin owl's face, staring at him viciously, revealing a wolf-like murderous gaze.

"Yuan Fei!"

Seeing Yuan Fei's neck crooked, fainting to the ground, and seemingly dying of anger, Mo Yan suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, and the forehead tied to his head collapsed, revealing the dark, dark, and evil coffin birthmark.

Thundered!

The heavens seemed to sense Mo Yan's anger, and the sound of thunder and thunder suddenly sounded above the nine heavens, and patches of dark clouds visible to the naked eye appeared in the sky, as if they were generated out of thin air, and they were constantly suppressed, as if they were about to envelop the entire White Lotus Sect in it.

Whew!

The wind howls and the chill is chilling.

In the area where the huge laundry pool is located, there are gusts of black wind, mountains and tsunamis, trees swaying, fallen leaves, flying sand and rocks, and the sky is dark.

Everyone could barely open their eyes, and as soon as they opened their eyes, they were blown to tears by the rapid wind, and their ears were full of whirring wind, and they couldn't hear other sounds at all, and they didn't even know where they were.

But Mo Yan had no effect on this, at this time, around his body, there were violent whirlwinds everywhere, whirring and spinning, strangling fiercely, and there were milky white air currents mixed with them, like white dragons, circling and flying up and down around him, and finally like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, they poured into his body.

"These are all spiritual energy? they haven't disappeared! Could it be that I have stepped into the spiritual realm?"

Sensing that the aura that entered his body this time did not disappear as quickly as before, Mo Yan was overjoyed, knowing that he had finally come to the end of his hard work, and five years of accumulation, precipitation, and hard work had brought about today's breakthrough.

And that's not all, the birthmark of the coffin at the center of his eyebrows is actually fading little by little, as if a bucket of water has been splashed on the sand and disappeared without a trace, but in fact, if you look closely, it is "immersed" into his skin.

At the same time, an incomparably large and esoteric mass of information flooded his mind.

"Chaos and harmony, breeding yin and yang, then dividing heaven and earth, and establishing the world. Heaven and earth are divided, yin and yang are formed, heaven is life, and hell is death. The way to death is Enma, Ghost, Skeleton, Zombie, Bullhead, Horse Face, Impermanence, Shura, Evil Dragon, Furnace, Sea of Blood, Mirror of Evil, Yellow Spring, Yin Thunder, Underworld, Wind Wind, Weak Water, Fire ......"

What appeared in his mind was actually a cultivation technique, and the name was just one word, "death", which was very evil and terrifying, full of ominous flavor.

Rumble!

A large amount of spiritual energy poured out from the Baihui acupoint on the top of Mo Yan's head, spreading towards his limbs and hundreds of remains, and it seemed that the spiritual energy that had been absorbed by the coffin birthmark in the past was all released at this moment.

Mighty and surging, like the Yangtze River, rushing and roaring, swimming in his body, nourishing every inch of his flesh and blood, every bone, every meridian!

In just a few blinks of an eye, he had reached the pinnacle of the Naling Realm, and it seemed that he might break through to the Quenching Body Realm at any time!

"This ......"

Mo Yan suddenly found himself with the ability to see inward, and he clearly "saw" an unknown mysterious place in the depths of his mind, which was very vast and seemed to be boundless, with gray mist floating everywhere.

And in the mist, a black coffin the size of a human head was quietly suspended, exuding an inexplicable strange energy, and its appearance was exactly the same as the coffin birthmark at the center of Mo Yan's eyebrows.

"What's going on? This coffin that suddenly appeared in my body could it be that the birthmark on my forehead? But how did it appear in my sea of consciousness? Could it have something to do with my breakthrough today?"

Mo Yan had a strange look on his face, he knew that there was a mysterious place in the human body, that is, the sea of knowledge, the place where the soul dwelled, and a coffin suddenly appeared in his sea of knowledge, plus he had noticed that the birthmark on his forehead had disappeared, and he immediately knew that this birthmark did not really disappear, but ran into his sea of knowledge.

But all this did not have any effect on him, on the contrary, for some reason, he suddenly felt that a stone in his heart fell, as if a certain emotion that had been suppressed had finally been vented and released.

"Hmph, since I have now entered the peak of the Naling Realm, what am I afraid of this Yang Lin for?"

Mo Yan touched his chest, feeling that with the aura entering the body, the realm improved, and even the physical injuries had recovered most of the time, he looked coldly at Yang Lin, who was panicked in the wind and couldn't even open his eyes, and said with murderous intent: "This guy actually dares to kill Yuan Fei, how can I let him go? Since ancient times, killing people to pay for their lives and paying off debts is a matter of course." Today, I am going to act for Heaven and avenge Yuan Fei!"