"Finally arrived at the Ten Thousand Bones Demon Ridge!"

Looking at the vicious mountain range covered by black clouds in front of him, the yin wind howling, and the evil aura filled, Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

He wasted at least a few dozen treasure talismans, and finally blocked Xu Yongheng behind, making it impossible for this person to get close to him, while he successfully rushed to the Ten Thousand Bones Demon Ridge.

Although this place is extremely dangerous, but he cultivates the Book of Death, and his true qi contains the power of death, as long as it is released slightly, those ghosts will think that he is the same kind, and then hide in a hidden corner, ensuring that no one can find out.

And Xu Yongheng is not good, a body of fire attribute exercises, fierce and domineering, it is simply an everlasting lamp in the dark, once he enters the Ten Thousand Bones Demon Ridge, it will attract endless demons and monsters to come and devour him.

"There are five talismans left, and if I don't get here, I'll be in real danger. ”

Looking at the remaining treasure talismans in the Great Hall of the Burning Sun Immortal Mansion, Mo Yan secretly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, feeling that this time was really thrilling.

"Boy, die!"

Xu Yongheng's roar came from behind him again, and when Mo Yan looked back, he saw that the ancestor of Anping Kingdom was dressed in tattered clothes, gray-headed, and embarrassed.

Although he did not suffer any particularly serious injuries, some minor injuries were unavoidable, and blood flowed from the large and small wounds on his body, which were as miserable as they were, just like a stinky flower child who was beaten up on the street.

"This old guy is really annoying, he has been chasing me for so long, and he still doesn't give up!"

Mo Yan scolded secretly, his body flashed, and he rushed into the Ten Thousand Bones Demon Ridge.

When he entered, he immediately felt a chill all over his body, as if he had entered the ice and snow, and a chill struck, cold to the bone marrow, and the surrounding demonic fog rolled, twisted and transformed, sometimes turning into a demon with a head and two horns, and sometimes turning into a monster with a human head and a snake body, like a group of demons dancing.

There was a terrible howl from the depths of the darkness, like a cuckoo crying blood, and an ape wailing, which was so terrifying that people couldn't help but get goosebumps.

"This place is really sinister, but what I want is this effect, whether I can get rid of that eternity depends on whether the demons in this Ten Thousand Bones Demon Ridge are strong enough!"

Mo Yan urged the true qi to spread all over his body, exuding bursts of death aura, and some zombie skeletons in the Ten Thousand Bones Demon Ridge felt it, and thought that they had encountered the same kind of person, so they didn't attack him, and let him go all the way.

If other monks came here, the aura of masculine flesh and blood emanated from it, which was tantamount to a lighthouse in the darkness, attracting endless demons and monsters to attack.

For example, as soon as Xu Yongheng entered the Ten Thousand Bones Demon Ridge, he immediately caused many zombie skeletons to let out an earth-shattering roar, and moths launched an attack on him like moths to fire.

However, the strength of these ghosts was too weak, and before they could get close to this person, they were crushed into powder by the powerful momentum he exuded.

"Half Moon Slash!"

Xu Yongheng flew at a low altitude, his eyes firmly locked on the ink tree, and the trees that blocked his vision were slightly shocked by the true qi he exuded, and immediately melted like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

His whole person was on a rampage, like a giant beast in the wilderness, exuding an incomparable aura of arrogance, and any object that stood between him and Mo Yan, whether it was demons and monsters, or mountains, rocks, plants and trees, was all crushed into dust by him.

Suddenly, the flaming knife in his hand slashed horizontally, and an arc-shaped sword shot out, like a curved crescent moon, but it was a "fire moon", because this sword was completely composed of flames.

The crescent-shaped flame blade, emitting a scorching heat that could melt gold and iron, pressed against the ground, and slashed towards the ink block.

Before he could get there, Mo Yan felt a hot pain in his waist, as if he was about to break, his face changed, he kicked on one foot, bounced up, and the whole person jumped up to a height of five thousand meters, narrowly avoiding the attack of the flame knife.

Taking advantage of the brief stay in the air, he looked down and suddenly gasped.

I saw that under him, the ground in a radius of thousands of miles was swept away, and there was nothing on it, even the ground was scraped three feet deep, and the exposed earth was scorched, and billowing black smoke came out.

This crescent moon sword really has the power of shattering mountains and splitting the earth, and if Mo Yan is slashed, even if it is the golden body of the Enma, it will be difficult to resist.

"Divine Fire Fist!"

Xu Yongheng saw Mo Yan jump into the air and avoid his attack, but he didn't look surprised, but a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With a clenched hand, he blasted out hundreds of punches in an instant, and suddenly the flames were surging in mid-air, the wind was mighty, and the unparalleled fist strength exuded terrifying energy fluctuations that were enough to overturn the river and the sea.

Each fist was ten zhang in size, hundreds of them were combined, and the concussive void kept trembling, like meteorite meteorites, falling from the sky, enveloping all the dodge space of the ink corpse.

How fast is the speed of the powerhouse of the pictographic realm, although Mo Yan relies on the ghost shadow step, he can wrestle his wrist with Xu Yongheng in terms of movement speed, but in terms of attack speed, it is too much worse.

By the time he found out that the Flame Fist was coming, he couldn't dodge, and he couldn't even fight back, so he could only defend.

"Heavenly King and Earth Tiger Shield!"

Mo Yan let out a loud roar, and a two-meter-sized shield suddenly appeared in front of him, this shield seemed to be completely made of gold, and the golden light was dazzling.

It depicts a man standing on the sky, burly, with a resolute face, broad shoulders, and the strength and momentum to support the sky.

This is a top-grade spiritual weapon in the Burning Sun Immortal Mansion, the Heavenly King Earth Tiger Shield, although it has no attack power, but it is a purely defensive magic weapon, and it is just right to use it to resist Xu Yongheng's attack at this time.

Airplanes!

Mo Yan punched a wisp of true qi into the Tiger Shield of the Heavenly King and Earth, and suddenly this shield trembled violently, and the three defensive arrays inside were stimulated, and the light was brilliant in an instant, like a golden sun, radiating an incomparably bright golden light, and it suddenly became a hundred zhang in size, like an indestructible silver mountain iron wall, standing in front of Mo Yan.

Bang bang bang......

Hundreds of flame fists bombarded in, and the Heavenly King and Earth Tiger Shield that struck trembled violently, constantly retreating, and the large array lines on it were actually scorched and melted, and drops of metal liquid flowed down.

Even though Mo Yan was protected behind, he still felt the huge power of the mountains, and the whole person was blasted out by the transmitted fist, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The Heavenly King and Earth Tiger Shield, which had lost the support of his true qi, could no longer resist it, and was immediately blown away by the fist strength, and the remaining dozens of flame fist strength were not blocked by this superb spiritual weapon, and the speed was as fast as lightning, roaring towards the ink corpse.

However, Mo Yan also withdrew from a distance of thousands of meters with the power of being blasted out, at this time he was still in mid-air, not yet on the ground, seeing the remnants of the flame fist attacking, he couldn't borrow his strength, he could only bite his teeth, and slapped a palm and hit him in the chest.

In this scene, it looks like he is self-harming, but it is not.

Because he was escaping with his own strength, although his sternum was broken by himself, but he also used that violent force, his body seemed to be tied to a mountain, and he fell downward at a speed like a missile launch, and actually dodged the attack of the remaining dozens of flame fists.