On the scorched earth, there was a patch of snow.

A little red appeared in the center of the snow, and it quickly dyed all the tiny ice flowers, turning into a patch of red snow.

Syllable!

This red snow was broken into countless fine powders, mixed with the scorched earth, and it was difficult to find.

General Mo didn't look down at the broken snow, just stared at the Yin and Yang Lord not far away. His strongest "Lone Snow Style", in the face of the random blow of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, was only able to save his life.

Lord Ding looked at the young man at his feet with interest, and said with a little admiration: "It's really good to be able to pick me up with three moves in the Earth Fairyland." You can join the Yin-Yang Gate. ”

At this time of the war, the Yin Yang Sect was still willing to accept General Mo, which could only show that his talent was too much beyond ordinary people. It would be a pity not to solicit it.

Mo Jiang is not Wang Shi, he will not laugh at this time, let alone say ironic words.

With the same indifferent gaze, Mo Jiang did not respond to the words of the Ding Master, but only calculated the negligible chance of winning in his heart.

After glancing at Mo Jiang and understanding the other party's thoughts, the Ding master chuckled, he would not be angry because of such a small matter. Yinyangmen will not lower its posture for anyone, the other party is unwilling, and it is killed.

Without saying a word of discussion, the Ding master directly took action.

Black and white qi suddenly gushed out from the scorched earth under his feet, condensed into threads, stabbed out into the sky, and woven into a cage, trapping Mo Jiang in it. The black and white lines quickly converge, and in an instant, the contents can be cut into countless pieces.

"Fan Cage!"

General Mo didn't immediately make a move to resist, and what quickly came to his mind was the scene of Wang Shi killing the earthquake lord at the beginning. Every scene had reappeared in his mind no less than ten times, but he still didn't understand the reason why Wang Shi was able to kill the Heavenly Immortal Realm with the Earth Immortal Realm.

What are the weaknesses of the Yin and Yang Lord?

For Mo Jiang, the weakest place of the Ding Lord will be the place to crush him. Not everyone is like Wang Shi, who has the power to kill the Heavenly Immortal Realm. General Mo's only reliance is the Xuelu Sword in his hand.

However, the broken sword left by Ning Zhitian was actually no longer qualified to be ranked among the top ten famous swords, and it could no longer threaten the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

The black and white lines touched his fingers, and the Xuelu Sword in Mo Jiang's hand finally moved.

"Dusuke!"

The color of snow spread out from the Xuelu sword, and the black and white lines collided, making a high-frequency sizzling sound, as if countless swords were colliding in a line.

In the white vastness, there is only Mo Jiang alone.

Da!

General Mo suddenly took a step forward and broke out of the snow, with countless blood-red threads on his body. He was able to break out, and he was already at the limit. The power of the Earth Immortal Realm could not compete with the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

The Ding Lord did not immediately kill General Mo, but gave him plenty of respite.

The battle in Jiushan is destined to have no waves, no more than him, no less than him. Instead of getting involved in that boring war, let's see here where the young man's limits lie.

The blood on his body quickly joined into beads, dripping down, blending into the scorched earth, and disappearing. Mo Jiang didn't gasp for breath, and he didn't even care about the injuries on his body at all, he tried his best to think of a way to kill the Ding Lord. In order to save immortal power, he didn't even treat the injuries on his body.

What Mo is going to do is not to drag the Ding Master, but to kill him! For this reason, he has already suppressed his life!

The Ding Master raised his hand again, and the black and white qi fused between his fingers, and then he flicked his fingers.

The Xue Lu Sword suddenly swept to the ground, causing Mo Jiang's body to move three inches to the left.

Laugh at!

The beam of black and white fused light pierced Mo Jiang's right lung! If he hadn't moved horizontally, his heart would have been completely shattered by now, and he would have lost his ability to move at that time.

Mo Jiang grabbed the beam of light and jumped up suddenly!

"Moonlight Road!"

Lord Ding suddenly squinted, his eyes turned to his left, so everything slowed down, and the shadow of half a person suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

With the help of that black and white beam, Mo Jiang's immortal power condensed on it, allowing him to cast a sword move, allowing him to shorten the distance between him and the Ding Lord. Even so, Mo Jiang's speed is still too slow!

Zheng!

General Mo backhanded a sword and stabbed towards the Ding Master.

However, Dao Zhu had already come out of the hands of the Ding Master and stabbed Mo Jiang's spine with unmistakable accuracy, as if breaking a chopstick and breaking Mo Jiang's body. At this time, the Xue Lu sword did not touch the Ding Lord at all.

"Poof!"

Mo Jiang finally couldn't hold back anymore and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The body that was originally stretched into steel became an ordinary flesh and blood body, falling towards the ground.

The Xuelu sword swept on the ground, Mo turned over to offset most of the impact, and the Xuelu sword steadied himself on the ground. With his left hand, he firmly grasped the chisel inserted into his spine and pulled it out little by little.

Ding!

The drill smashed against the rocks, making a series of crisp sounds.

His legs trembled many times, but after all, he didn't have the strength to support Mo Jiang to stand up, and he needed to use the Xuelu Sword in his hand to support himself from falling.

"How long can you last with your last breath?" The Ding Master's interest became stronger and stronger, and he once again had a root in his hand. He could sense that the battle in Jiushan had become a turtle shell attacked by countless people, and I was afraid that those people were already annoyed, but fortunately he chose to kill this young man.

General Mo was still staring at the Ding Lord, but his gaze moved from the Ding Lord's eyes to other places.

"Huh?"

The Ding Lord was suspicious in his heart, and did not fly out of the Dao Gong immediately, but followed Mo Jiang's gaze and looked down at his clothes.

The pure black clothes were stained with a few points of blood, like red plums in the dark night.

Naturally, this blood can't be the Ding Master's, it will only be Mo Jiang's. However, how could this blood be splashed on the body of the Ding Master?

The scene of the previous battle was quickly replayed in his mind, and the Ding Lord immediately understood what was going on, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he flew out of the Dao Gong without hesitation.

Bang!

General Mo jumped up suddenly, and the Xuelu Sword in his hand burst out with crimson light!

——

Two hours.

This war, which broke out at dawn, turned into the night of time.

The sun, which was supposed to hang in the sky, never had a chance to show its side. The changes in the sky caused by countless immortal arts may last for a few days before dissipating.

The Nine Mountains were smashed into the abyss as a whole, and the light and shadow on the sky could only cast a small part, and most of them were hidden in the darkness, which was extremely heavy.

The dead silence has lasted for two full hours. Only the sound of blood flowing, like mosquitoes and flies, is difficult to hear without careful capture.

The protection that the five ancestors of Zen Buddhism had fought for with their lives was finally on the verge of collapse after experiencing the continuous attacks of the forty-eight Yin and Yang Lords.

Those who are alive are looking up to the sky, waiting for that moment to come.

Strangely, the Yin and Yang Envoys were like puppets standing in place, just like the coalition forces. Maybe it's because anyone who steps on this land paved with blood and bones will have a different kind of mood, at least they won't fight like crazy.

The eyes of countless people in the main hall were mixed with fear. If they were allowed to rush forward at the beginning, they would not have any fear, but they have lived for too long and have deeply experienced what "life" is, so they are naturally afraid of "death". They don't want to face the impending death.

Of course, there are too many people who have firmness in their eyes.

The words of the little novice did not fundamentally shake the minds of some people, but there were always some people who changed, and they became like the little novice, willing to throw a punch and calmly go to death.

After saying that, the little novice disappeared into the crowd, and no one could find him again. He was just an ordinary little novice, he just said what was in his heart, and no one needed to remember it.

The monks in the Pavilion seemed to know what was about to happen, and they all sat down cross-legged, folded their hands reverently, and recited the scripture in their hearts, which may be the last time they would recite it.

Sitting on the eighteenth floor, Zhenqian did not open his eyes, but opened his mouth and recited the scriptures. Soon, all the monks also recited the verse together, and their voices became louder.

Ning Xiaoshan had been standing for a whole day and had not moved. The small building he was in had been trampled on most of it, leaving only the place where he was standing still intact, but it was also constantly falling rubble.

The golden light has become thin into cicada wings, and if there is none, I am afraid that it can only withstand one more blow, and it will shatter.

"It's a foregone conclusion. ”

Thinking of the agreement with Mr. Nan Huaile, the corners of Ning Xiaoshan's mouth couldn't help but show a wry smile. Mo said that it lasted for a month, and the Central Domain Coalition Army did not hold on for even a day.

After shaking the jade slip in his hand, Ning Xiaoshan did not inject immortal power into it after all. Not even the first war survived, let alone the later.

Rumble!

The golden light curtain turned into bits of gold dust and scattered towards the pitch-black Nine Mountains.

The protection formed by the five ancestors of Zen Buddhism with their lives also came to an end.

"Amitabha. ”

The monks stopped reciting the scriptures and chanted in unison.

The remaining seven Heavenly Immortal Realms of Danzong and Wuzong all rose up, and the momentum of the Heavenly Immortal Realm was fully opened, ready for the final battle of this life.

The forty-eight Yin and Yang Lords were really a little annoyed by this coolie work, and they couldn't help it for a long time, and they all held the black and white Dao Gong that represented their full strength.

The Yin and Yang Envoys, who were also covered by red and black like the coalition forces, regained their conscious consciousness, and their sleeves also slipped out of their sleeves.

The remnants of the coalition have all become the most primitive beasts.

The final war, the war of fate, is about to break out.

The Yin and Yang Lords who were lined up in a line took a step forward in unison, and the Dao Gong in their hands flew out!

However, a sword aura came!

Slash them all!