Later, Mo Yun flew back to Nalan's house to find a helper with Lei Gongmo's own spiritual power, but he was still one step too late, and since then heaven and man have been separated forever.

"Then why didn't you reshape your golden body later?"

For the great power of the merger period, as long as there is a trace of the remnant soul left, there is a chance to reshape the golden body, but ten thousand years have passed, and this senior is still in the Moyun sword.

"Heh, go out, what are you going out for, continue to wander alone?"

Mo Yun chuckled, but there was an indescribable loneliness in his tone.

"Senior Mo Yun, I'm so sorry..."

"You don't need these vain, since you're here, then I'll try your skills, if you can pass my level, the Moyun Sword is yours, if you can't pass it..."

Mo Yun paused, although he couldn't see anyone, Qian Qian felt that he was looking at himself, and unconsciously straightened his waist.

"Qianqiao, right? You say, what if you can't get by?"

"Then fight until you can pass..."

Seeing Mo Yun throw the topic to himself, Qian Qian immediately said.

"Okay, then I'll see if you have the perseverance!"

Mo Yun didn't give Qian Qian a chance to prepare, and as she spoke, an ink-colored long sword attacked her.

I saw that the ink-colored long sword was like a swimming dragon, seemingly random but hiding killing intentions everywhere, Qianqiao was able to dodge a blow but was picked up by the next sword and flew out, and fell heavily on the open space a few meters away.

It's already dark here, and the sword is black all around, so it's quite difficult to capture it even with your divine sense.

The long sword didn't give her a chance to breathe, seeing that it fell and stabbed it directly with a sword, Qian Qian gritted her teeth and rolled sideways to the side, and after dodging the long sword, a carp jumped up from the ground, pinched her fingers, and Jin Lingsi flew towards the long sword from all directions.

"This thing is kind of interesting~"

Mo Yun looked at the golden silk thread condensed by spiritual power in Qian Qiao's hand, and raised his eyebrows slightly, but he was a little serious.

It's this extra bit of seriousness, but it makes Qianqiao suffer even more.

After being picked up again, Qian Qiao used her spiritual power to flip in the air, and finally avoided the tragic end of her ass hitting the ground.

"Jin Ling Huaguang!"

Faced with the increasingly unpredictable ink-colored sword, Qian Qiao had to fight with a twelve-point spirit to deal with it.

"You actually comprehended the Law of Devouring?"

Mo Yun finally looked at the little girl in front of her, and couldn't help frowning at this look, it stands to reason that the law of devouring must at least be comprehended by Yuan Ying, this girl has just built the foundation, but her technique is already very skillful, that is to say, she has already comprehended the law of devouring when refining qi.

"Hmm!"

A hand suddenly stretched out from the darkness and grabbed Qianqiao's neck without warning, and Mo Yun finally appeared, but the way he looked at Qianqiao was not friendly.

"Who the hell are you!"

"Mo, Mo Yun senior..."

Being choked by a big hand like an iron hoop, Qianqiao was a little out of breath, and reached out to try to break it but found that he had no strength in his body.

"Hmph, who the hell are you!"

Mo Yun saw that Qianqiao was already out of breath and out of breath, so he casually threw her to the ground.

"Ahem, cough, cough..."

Qianqiao, who was finally free, fell on the ground and coughed violently, she didn't understand why this person turned his face when he said it, she obviously didn't offend him.

"Senior Moyun, the junior doesn't understand what you mean, the junior is Nangong Qianqiao, and he has no other identity..."

"Heh, a good Nangong Qianqiao, you can comprehend the law of devouring by refining qi, do you think this is a talent that a normal person should have?"

Mo Yun looked condescendingly at the girl lying on the ground, with no pity in his eyes...