Crooked Pond is an island in a lake, and this lake is tortuous, hence its name, and many magnificent buildings have been built on the island.

They were menacing and earth-shattering, and before they reached the bend pool, they were sensed by the strong man of the bend pool.

One by one, the powerhouses of the Heaven and Earth Alliance flew into the sky from the building of the bent pool.

Mo Wuxie's divine thoughts had already covered them, and there were twenty people on the other side, and there was only one peak powerhouse, close to the cultivation of a demigod.

Mo Wuxian immediately made a decision and said, "The deputy alliance leader of the Heavenly Dragon Pavilion is besieging them, and the others are fighting freely, so they must be annihilated!"

With his command, the two sides fought, and the great war broke out again.

Mo Wuxian brought forty people, completely crushing the opponent, even if he was like the deputy alliance leader, besieged by ten Heavenly Dragon Pavilion powerhouses, he was also pregnant, and the defeat was a foregone conclusion.

Mo Wuxie's control of the battle situation is very in place, there are no accidents, and it doesn't take half a moment for the Heaven and Earth Alliance stronghold in the bending pool to be completely destroyed.

He looked at the island in the lake below, and suddenly showed a puzzled look. There was an inexplicable aura underneath that made his heart palpitate.

At this moment, a gray shadow rushed up from the building below, heading straight for Mo Wuxie, Mo Wuxie's pupils suddenly contracted, and it turned out to be a curved pupil. The aura of fear came from the arm of the god Kitalja and the Sword of Destruction.

Last time, Qu Tong was still very weak, but now, he has reached the martial arts, and this leap forward is moving.

It is not difficult to imagine that this is because of the Sword of Destruction and the arm of the god Chitalja, otherwise, with his qualifications, no matter how he cultivates, it is impossible to reach such a state in just a few months.

The curved pupils were covered in the gray robe hood, and a layer of black gas lingered in front of the hood, making it difficult to see. In his hands is the Sword of Destruction.

The reason why Mo Wuxian recognized him as Qu Tong at a glance was naturally the Sword of Destruction and the hand holding the sword. These hands have thick black hair, like the hands of an orangutan.

Inside the hood, through the black qi cover, it can be faintly seen that the blood-red eyes of the curved pupils are like the devils of hell that make people shudder.

"Qu Tong, it's time for you to sober up!"

His voice exploded around Qu Tong under the urging of the divine power.

Qu Tong just looked at Mo Wuxie, and he didn't know if this voice had any effect on him.

Suddenly, the Sword of Destruction in Qu Tong's hand slashed towards Mo Wuxie, and the speed was so fast that people couldn't react.

Mo Wuxian had already been engrossed, but he was still a little in a hurry, and hurriedly retreated, narrowly avoiding the Sword of Destruction, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Field!

After Mo Wuxian released a layer of light waves, Qu Tong had already reached his natural realm.

Qu Pupil suddenly turned into a gray phantom, and it had already arrived in front of Mo Wuxie, and the Sword of Destruction stabbed into Mo Wuxie's chest.

In his realm, it was no longer as difficult to dodge as it was just now. With a step back, he had fallen into the earth below. At the same time, the environment was transformed into a plain, and the ground was crawling with vines the thickness of pythons.

Qu Pupil chased after him, and the vines suddenly swayed and rose into the sky, entangled him at once, wrapping him tightly and impermeable, forming a huge thick ball of vines.

Mo Wuxian was not relaxed, and there was a solemn look in his eyes.

In the face of the Sword of Destruction, he didn't have the confidence to restrain Qu Tong with these abilities, so the Thunder Realm was called by him, and with a crackle, a hundred-meter lightning bolt fell from the sky and stopped above the vines.

The lightning has a faint blue color, and it looks unpredictable.

Suddenly, the crackling sound of vines shot out in all directions, revealing curved pupils.

Qu Tong was still holding the Sword of Destruction, looking at his current posture, it was obvious that he had just taken a turn.

What a strong sword! Mo Wuxian revealed a complicated light, it was indeed a divine weapon, if he had obtained that fragment, it might not be as simple as collapsing vines.

"Thunder Punishment!"

Mo Wuxian roared, and lightning fell on Qu Tong's head, and Qu Tong's Sword of Destruction pointed at the sky, spewing out a black gas from it.

The black qi snaked upwards like a demon dragon, catching up with the lightning.

There was a loud crackle, and the lightning shattered the black gas, and the black gas dispersed in all directions, rolling endlessly, and waves of loud noises exploded, and a black mushroom.

In the darkness, lightning was extraordinarily dazzling, like the dawn of darkness, and it slammed into the Sword of Destruction.

The Sword of Destruction suddenly flashed with lightning, purifying all the black qi, revealing a swarthy luster and a shocking blood-colored trajectory.

Although Qu Tong resisted the lightning, his eyes were looking at Mo Wuxie. The black-haired hand holding the Sword of Destruction suddenly fluctuated with a burst of blood light, spreading to the Sword of Destruction, instantly dispelling the lightning.

Mo Wuxian gasped as he once again saw the indestructibility of the arm of the god Chitalja when combined with the Sword of Destruction.

"Lao Tzu doesn't believe that he can't kill you, thunder, endless baptism!"

Corresponding to his words, the sky suddenly sizzled, and huge thunderballs turned into a straight line and fell one after another, bombarding the Sword of Destruction again, and suddenly it rumbled endlessly, just like the end of the world!

At first glance, it's not spectacular.

I saw the huge thunderballs in the sky fall in waves, purifying the sword of destruction into a silvery white. The effect of such a thunderball attack is very significant, but in an instant, Qu Tong's whole person was blasted to the ground, and a huge pit was blasted out on the ground, and the pit was surrounded by thunder, so it was not terrifying.

However, Qu Tong still pointed at the sky, welcoming the purification of the thunderball.

The red light of that arm continued to shine, fluctuating in circles towards the Sword of Destruction, each time, it could purify and swallow the thunder light.

So now it's a tug-of-war, where the Sword of Destruction is purified, consumed by red light, purified again, devoured again......

Beads of sweat broke out on Mo Wuxie's forehead, and now, at least thirty thunderballs had fallen, and the consumption was so great that it had reached his limit.

However, it can't help the curved pupils, it should be exact, it can't help the arm of the god Chitalja and the sword of destruction.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted suddenly.

Qu Tong was not so clumsy, but the arm holding the Sword of Destruction suddenly drew a trajectory, and then, an incomparably terrifying, covering the sky and the sun, a black sword qi roared out. All at once, it crushed the thunderball that was getting smaller and smaller in the sky.

Mo Wuxian took a step back abruptly, his internal organs suddenly left his position, and the sharp pain hit him wave after wave, causing the bruises on his forehead to burst out.

Wow! He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face frighteningly pale.

Suddenly, Qu Tong flew out of the deep pit, and a sword slashed out at Mo Wuxian in the air, and another black qi came quickly.

Mo Wuxian smiled bitterly, his divine power was exhausted, his divine thoughts were extremely weak, and a sense of dizziness eroded his brain. He was no longer able to resist this sword, and he could not even give the command to escape into the divine tomb.

With a bang, Mo Wuxian was hit by the sword qi and flew into the distance, and with it, the dual realms disappeared and appeared in the real world.

Mo Wuxian fell into the lake of the bent pond, and with a pop, the water splashed a hundred meters high, so he was not shocked.

Qu Tong looked at the lake quietly, raised the Sword of Destruction again, and another sword qi roared out.