Suddenly, Mo Mingzhi turned into a light and shadow, quickly staggered with Suiyikong, and rushed straight towards the many armorers not far away, pointing directly at Suiqian's blade. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Several armor soldiers blocked Mo Ming's way, both frightened and humiliated, a powerful cultivator was imprisoned, unable to exert any magical powers, and could only fight hand-to-hand in this primitive way of fighting, making them suffocated to the extreme, almost wanting to vomit blood.

They thought that if they could use their supernatural powers, they would be able to take Mo Zhizhi's life with a snap of their fingers.

"Poof"

Mo Wise was murderous, and the big sword shone with a cold glow in the void, instantly cutting off the head of a warrior.

"Poof"

The sword was dazzling, and Mo Mingzhi slashed horizontally, breaking the waist of a monk next to him.

"Poof"

Blood splattered, and the tip of the knife pierced the center of a soldier's eyebrows, and blood shot out.

Mo Mingzhi was indifferent and ruthless, he simply turned into a Shura killing god, pointing straight ahead, everywhere he went, but whoever stood in the way would be killed with a knife, blood splashed, unstoppable!

"Frightened"

He grabbed the neck of the flint and rushed out of the crowd like a ghost, and the next moment, the sharp sword of the flint sword rushed through his original position, hitting the air without even a single hair of his hair.

"The cause of two years ago, the fruit of today!" Mo Mingzhi said, without the slightest hesitation, he slashed out with one palm, and with a "bang", it directly made the flint thousand blades that were desperately struggling for mercy shatter, and the terrifying power directly destroyed this person's body, splitting it apart, and blood spilled into the sky.

The head of the flint thousand blades rolled to the ground, dead and blind, with a gritted teeth, his eyes were full of fear, resentment, and humiliation, a dignified monk of the Wen Palace Realm, with an incomparably strong cultivation, was actually killed by a mortal who he regarded as an ant, and he fell into endless darkness with grievances and resentment.

Luo Xue, Jun Nianchen, Yin Ying and the others all showed shocked expressions, puzzled, no matter what, they didn't expect that Mo Mingming would be so powerful, and they were very uncalm in their hearts.

At this moment, Xu Changchang, the old leader of the Spring and Autumn Holy Academy, Feng Huanyu, the elder of the Nuwa Clan's Holy Mountain, and Suiyi Kong, the elder of the Suiren Clan's Holy Mountain, pressed forward together and surrounded him.

Mo Mingming seemed very calm, and there were still wisps of divine brilliance flowing out of the golden thunder pool in his chaotic dantian, rushing towards the limbs and hundreds of remains, and he was not completely imprisoned, with such a life-saving hole card existing, he was fearless.

Feng Phantom Yu, the elder of the Nuwa Clan's Sacred Mountain, said in a cold voice: "It is really incredible that a mere mortal should have such a powerful treasure body, if you take your life like this, it will inevitably be a bit tyrannical. You go and climb Zishu Mountain, if you can get your hands on the Enlightenment Immortal Tea, I can consider giving you a decent way to die and give you a place to be buried. ”

"He who will not destroy the heavens, destroy his soul, and refine his treasure body into a puppet, and he can also go up the mountain for us to get the Enlightenment Dao Immortal Tea. Sui Yikong's face showed a sense of murder.

Xu Changchang, the elder of the Spring and Autumn Holy Academy, sighed and said, "It is indeed a tyrannical thing, the Enlightenment Immortal Tea has conquered the heavens and the earth, and it was wasted by him like this, if it can be drunk by us, it will definitely be able to cultivate a thousand miles in a day." ”

"Where does your faith come from, that you think you can kill me, it is too arrogant. Mo Mingming sneered.

Sui Yikong took out a piece of golden paper, his voice was calm, and said, "Actually, it doesn't take much effort to kill you, and you can be crushed to pieces with a single hand." ”

Mo Mingzhi's mind suddenly froze, he felt a coercion like the abyss and the sea, that golden paper was extremely extraordinary, containing a terrifying power, he was secretly glad that he did not act rashly, and did not use his own cultivation, that would be his killer weapon to save his life.

"In that case, that's good, you get rid of those black crows for me, and I will climb Zishu Mountain to get enlightenment immortal tea for you. Mo Ming's thoughts flowed, and he wanted to use the manpower of these three major forces as cannon fodder to consume, and go to clear the black crows on Zishu Mountain for him, and take the opportunity to get the Enlightenment Immortal Tea.

Immediately after, Mo Mingming looked at Sui Yikong and said, "I don't have any other requirements, I just hope you can let them go." With that, he stretched out his hand and pointed to Lin Shiya, Liu Chen, Yin Ying and the other six people.

Lin Shiya and Liu Chen's eyes were full of anxiety and worry, and they motioned for Mo Mingming to take the opportunity to escape from here, but they couldn't say it, after all, there were soldiers staring coldly all around.

Jun Nianchen, Yin Ying, and Li Yi were stunned, they never expected that Mo Mingming's first thought at such a critical juncture was to send them away, Luo Xue's eyes flashed with a look of surprise, and he looked at Mo Mingming in front of him quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"They can't climb Zishu Mountain at all, let alone get their hands on the Enlightenment Immortal Tea, and you and I both know this very well in our hearts. Mo Mingzhi looked directly at Sui Yikong and said: "Actually, you just want to use them as cannon fodder to test the reality of those black crows on Zishu Mountain, let all six of them go, it is enough to leave me alone, there is no need to let them die in vain." ”

"Although you are a mortal, you are not ruthless, but unfortunately this is of no use in the cruel cultivation world, and with your current strength, you are not worthy of negotiating with us at all. Speaking of this, Sui Yikong glanced indifferently at Lin Shiya, Liu Chen, Yin Ying and the other six people, his eyes were cold and ruthless, his meaning was self-evident, and he obviously would not let these six people go.

Not far away, Jun Nianchen, Luo Xue and the others were all trembling, they could naturally guess the thoughts of the Elders of the Suiren Clan's Holy Mountain, from the very beginning, they had the intention of killing people and destroying their mouths, and it was impossible for them to get out of the Gu Immortal Domain alive.

Mo Mingzhi picked up a spear weighing dozens of catties from the ground, swung it a few times at random, and then swung the spear and threw it towards Zishu Mountain.

Under the infusion of dragon-like power, the spear pierced through the sky, turned into a streamer, and rushed straight from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, with a loud "bang", and the spear plunged straight into the sea of black crows.

"Are you looking for death?!" Feng Huanyu, the elder of the Nuwa Clan's Holy Mountain, scolded loudly, his eyes full of surging anger.

"Don't you want to test the truth of those black crows on Zishu Mountain, there is no need to sacrifice innocent people, I'll try it for you now. ”

The eyes of Xu Changchang, the elder of the Spring and Autumn Holy Academy, revealed a strong killing intent, and said, "Without our permission, you dare to act so arbitrarily?"

Sui Yikong's face was also gloomy, holding the golden paper in the palm of his hand, glowing with a trace of gold, non-gold and iron, non-stone and non-wood, not dazzling, permeated with a sense of vicissitudes of time, did not exude a vast fluctuation of divine power, but it brought people a huge pressure from Mount Tai, making people almost breathless.