At the same time, Dongfang Mo threw the token in his hand, and the object suddenly suspended three feet above his head.

Then Yuan Ying, who was sitting in his dantian, suddenly opened his eyes, and the origin vortex in the center of his eyebrows rotated in the opposite direction.

"Buzz!"

A force of law overflowed, and it sank into the law vortex above his head.

Next, under his gaze, he saw a large black net that was broken and dimmed, swept out of the storm of laws in front of him, and was pulled towards the far side of the void.

This Heavenly Treasure-level magic weapon that can kill five Returning Realm Bat Demons at one time has lost its spirituality and is almost scrapped under the self-explosion of the puppet just now.

This is because although the puppet's cultivation has been greatly reduced to the early stage of the Returning Realm, its strength is by no means comparable to that of ordinary Returning Realm monks, and its power under self-explosion is also terrifying.

But before Dongfang Mo could breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes narrowed at this time, because he saw a tall figure in the law storm sweeping from front of him, gradually revealing from blur to cleansing.

And when the law storm was about to dissipate, he could already vaguely see the face of the old man of the black demon clan. I saw that this person was looking at him with a gloomy face, as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Hula ......"

In a flash of lightning, the old man's arm was raised, and a cyan iron chain burst straight out.

Dongfang Mo's heart tightened at first, but to his surprise, this chain was not shot at him, but in the direction of his side.

"Whew!"

I only heard a sharp sound of breaking wind. A golden light flashed from the direction of his side, followed by a "bang".

The golden light pierced the cyan chain, and the latter slumped back.

Dongfang Mo's pupils shrank, and he found that the golden light was a three-foot-long money sword. Suddenly turning around, he saw a middle-aged man about forty years old, and his figure appeared beside him as soon as he saw it.

This man was dressed in a black robe, covered with golden scales. It's none other than Kim Won, the head of the cabinet.

Dongfang Mo never expected that the reinforcements that came this time would actually be the presence of this cabinet sect deity, and for a moment, he was overjoyed.

And the moment Jin Yuan appeared, this person pulled out an afterimage from his side, appeared in front of him in an instant, and urged in the air, the three-foot-sized money sword suddenly skyrocketed to a hundred zhang huge, and slashed at the old man of the Black Demon Clan in front of him.

The old man of the Black Demon clan shook his arm, and the iron chain in his hand straightened again, and shot out with a bang.

"Boom!"

There was another crunch of metallic clashes. However, under this blow, the space was torn apart by cracks.

Then Dongfang Mo saw Jin Yuan and the old man of the Black Demon Clan pinching their fingers, and there were words in their mouths, and the hundred-zhang long money sword and the cyan iron chain clashed together from time to time, bursting out with a fierce force of law.

The battle between these two Returning Realm monks entered a white heat in an instant.

In a moment, Jin Yuan, who had been unable to attack for a long time, grabbed into the air, and the money sword suddenly shrank, and it shot back and was caught in the palm of his hand.

Under the electric rays of this figure, he swept towards the old man of the Black Demon Clan in the distance.

"Hey, hey!"

The old man of the Black Demon Clan grinned, and the chain in his hand also shrank back, turning into a black shadow and colliding with Jin Yuan in an instant.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a wave of qi that was more ferocious than the collision of magic weapons just now swept away.

One of the two is from the Golden Jiao Clan, and the other is from the Black Demon Clan, both of whom belong to a naturally extremely strong race.

Although the old man of the Black Demon Clan has the Great Perfection cultivation of the Unified Realm, and Jin Yuan is only a monk in the late stage of the Unified Realm, this person is the head of the cabinet, and he was the first in a million Qingling Holy Son, and his strength far exceeds that of the monks of the same level.

Therefore, it is really hard to say how the fight between these two people will end.

Dongfang Mo stood in mid-air and did not move, but just poured the power of the law into the token above his head one by one, which could inspire an earth-shattering blow at any time. At this time, his eyes were extremely vigilant, looking at the two people in front of him who turned into two afterimages intertwined and collided, making it almost difficult to catch traces.

With this token on his head, he would not be afraid even if Jin Yuan was defeated. Because the old man of the Black Demon Clan at that time must have been seriously injured.

The token on his head could even seriously injure a half-ancestor monk, so he was extremely sure that he would kill the seriously injured old man of the Black Demon Clan.

Although judging from the current form, it is the best plan for him to run away. However, it is quite time-consuming to trigger the token on the head. If Jin Yuan is defeated, the old man of the Black Demon Clan will chase after him, and he will not be given a chance to inspire this thing.

Moreover, this time Jin Yuan came to pick him up, and it would indeed be a bit despicable for him to leave the cabinet leader and run away by himself.

And with the hole cards in hand, maybe he can save Jin Yuan's life at the critical moment.

Dongfang Mo's worries were obviously superfluous, and the fierce battle between Jin Yuan and the old man of the Black Demon Clan only lasted for a dozen breaths, and then he heard a roar of "whoop".

I saw that where the two were fighting, a large area of dazzling golden light lit up, and then a hundred-zhang long golden dragon emerged from it.

As soon as this golden dragon appeared, it circled into several circles, trapping one of the tall figures.

"Hula!"

A large golden dragon's tail swept towards the black figure in it.

"Smack!"

Although the black shadow seemed to use some means to resist at the critical moment, under the twitch of Jiao's tail, this person's figure still flew out upside down.

Next, I saw Jin Yuan, who turned into the main body, and his huge body was like a ring-shaped cage, trapping the old man of the Black Demon Clan in it, grabbing or pumping, and attacking this person.

The old man of the Dark Demon Clan also performed some kind of secret technique at this moment, and the level of this person's physical body doubled, causing the spatial crack in the place where the two were fighting to crack, causing an astonishing movement.

But the fierce confrontation between the two only lasted for a quarter of an hour, and the old man of the Black Demon Clan flew out with blood spraying wildly.

And at this time, Jin Yuan's huge body shrank, like a golden long snake, wrapping the old man of the Black Demon Clan in a circle, shrinking and tightening it crazily.

For just a moment, I saw a look of pain on the face of the old man of the Black Demon Clan.

Jin Yuanlong's head stood upright, condescendingly looking down at the old man of the Black Demon Clan who was entangled in a circle by him and made him unable to move.

"Whew!"

At this time, I saw him open his mouth, and a circle of sound waves like substance, and he covered his head against the Black Demon Ancestor.

The strange thing is that Dongfang Mo couldn't hear the slightest sound wave, but all of it penetrated into the sea of consciousness of the old man of the Black Demon Clan from his ears.

"Bang!"

I saw that the head of the old man of the Black Demon Clan exploded.

Not only that, as Jin Yuan's body continued to shrink, the burly body of the old man of the Black Demon Clan was directly twisted into a shapeless mass of flesh with a click.

"Whew!"

At the critical moment, a palm-sized black shadow shot out from the position of the meat mud dantian, and the speed was incredibly fast. And looking at its direction, it turned out to be straight in the direction where Dongfang Mo was. For just this moment, Dongfang Mo felt like his hairs were standing up.

"Boom!"

As soon as this black shadow escaped, the body of the old man of the Black Demon Clan, who was stirred into pulp by Jin Yuan in the back, exploded violently, and a terrifying tearing force that was much stronger than when the puppet blew itself up just now immediately submerged Jin Yuan.