This moment.

Xiang Xiaotian and Liu Hong worked together to deal with their respective crises.

The pitch-black night sky was illuminated, the red blood power ran through the sky, the dazzling thunder bloomed, and the pitch-black ghost power surged.

Xiang Xiaotian, who is six feet tall and burly as a mountain, under the light of thunder, holds a blood-colored big axe, and slashes towards the knife in front of him.

Provided, of course, not to pay attention to his lost hair!

"Boom!"

The moment the blood-colored axe and the sword slashed out by the Ghost King collided together, the entire world was shocked.

First, there was a deafening loud sound that shook the entire mountain range, and then there was a powerful aftermath visible to the naked eye, spreading from the place of collision like the waves of the sea, wave after wave, surging and surging.

Where the aftermath passed, the towering trees were uprooted, the rocks collapsed, the grass and trees splashed, and the earth within a radius of ten miles instantly sank, and then cracks appeared, and the mountains and forests were destroyed as if they had been ploughed again, which was really tragic.

In a burst of power agitation, the blood-colored axe in Xiang Xiaotian's hand was invincible, and cracks appeared on the huge axe, making a crisp cracking sound.

As the creaking sound continued to sound, the big axe, which was condensed from the essence and blood in his body, could no longer resist Liu Hong's blow, and shattered in a dazzling blood-colored light.

The pitch-black sword light pierced through the blood-colored axe, shattering it, and finally landed on Xiang Xiaotian's body.

Fortunately, even if Xiang Xiaotian used the big axe condensed by his own essence and blood to block this blow, it offset most of the damage of this knife, although the attack of the knife was still fierce, but the power contained in it no longer had the power to kill Xiang Xiaotian.

With a "poof", the knife slashed at Xiang Xiaotian's chest, and the aura permeated by the knife tore through his body protection qi, and slashed hard at his body, cutting out a terrifying wound that could be seen from the bones.

Xiang Xiaotian roared angrily, the blood was in the void, the bright red blood dripped onto the ground like raindrops, and his huge body also returned to the size of an ordinary person, and he fell weakly.

Liu Hong's move directly made him lose his combat effectiveness.

"Little God!" Shen Tianjue roared angrily, his eyes were red, and he tried his best to fight for Lin Daotian's suppression, but he couldn't do it, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

Lin Daotian stared at Liu Hong coldly, frowned, and did not speak after all.

Just when Xiang Xiaotian's body was about to fall to the ground, a flash of light appeared, and Li Mo's slender figure appeared, catching him who was falling and had lost consciousness and fainted.

After using his divine sense to investigate, Li Mo's brows suddenly furrowed.

Xiang Xiaotian's injuries were even more serious than he expected.

The wound on the chest was extremely hideous, the blood flowed like an infusion, the sternum was directly cut off by this knife, the ribs were broken into hundreds of pieces, and the five internal organs were all damaged to varying degrees, if the strength of this knife was a few points stronger, Xiang Xiaotian had no chance of surviving.

However, with the realm of the innate seventh-layer, Xiang Xiaotian was proud enough to be proud of himself if he couldn't die with the full strength of a fifth-layer cultivator, after all, the gap in cultivation was too big, and he was also honored with defeat.

Facing Xiang Xiaotian, who was seriously injured, Li Mo didn't dare to waste any time, and immediately released a stream of spiritual power pouring into the other party's body, helping him stop the bleeding and repair his seriously injured body.

Li Mo no longer had any healing pills in his storage bag, so he could only be treated through this method.

As the powerful spiritual power poured into his body, Xiang Xiaotian's pale face finally recovered a trace of blood, and his injuries stabilized, which can be regarded as saving his life.

In this process, Li Mo didn't say a word, his face was calm and scary, if it weren't for the terrifying chill in his pupils, people who didn't know would have thought that he was not angry at all.

However, the calm at present is only the calm before the storm.

Only those who know Li Mo know that at this moment, he is really angry, and under his calm appearance, an earth-shattering storm is brewing.

Xiang Xiaotian is his best friend, although he is very out of tune on weekdays, and he speaks very aggressively, arguing every day to fight with Li Mo, but at critical moments, Xiang Xiaotian will always stand firmly on Li Mo's side.

In the past few years when Li Mo was unable to break through the realm, when almost all the disciples of the same generation were falling into the ground, Xiang Xiaotian never said half a bad word about Li Mo, let alone mocked him, every time they met, he would pat him on the shoulder with a big grin and shout Brother Mo!

"Ahem, ahem!"

A cough was heard.

Xiang Xiaotian opened his eyes weakly and saw Li Mo with a calm face.

"Hey, hey, do you see it, master, I just took a full blow from the fifth layer of the Jiedan, isn't it powerful?"

Xiang Xiaotian grinned, it was all this time, and he was still in the mood to ridicule him.

"Say a few words, your injuries are very serious now, heal them first, and leave the rest to me."

Li Mo responded indifferently, and there was no half-wave in his words.

After saying this, he gently put Xiang Xiaotian on the ground and turned to look up.

In the air, it has become a sea of thunder, electric snakes are rolling, lightning is pervasive, the sound is mighty, and endless thunder surges, as if they want to destroy this space.

In the middle of the thunder sea, Liu Hong shrank in the body of the blue-faced fanged ghost king, his hands kept waving, and he played one law after another, and the ten-zhang high ghost king held the ghost head big knife, opening and closing in the thunder sea, and where the blade slashed, even the lightning was split, forming a vacuum.

However, although his attack on the thunder was extremely fierce, he still couldn't catch up with the damage caused by the thunder to him, and under the ups and downs, the ghost king was likely to be unable to resist the invasion of the thunder.

"Damn, why didn't the Tribulation lock the two of them?"

Li Mo's appearance naturally couldn't hide from Liu Hong, he hid in the body of the ghost king, and looked at the two of them with gloomy eyes.

He really couldn't understand that these two people were so close to him, it could be said that they were completely within the scope of his thunderstorm, according to common sense, the Heavenly Dao should have locked them a long time ago and sent down the corresponding thunder tribulation. But so far, there has been no movement, and the thunder only grabbed him with a split, as if he couldn't see Li Mo and Xiang Xiaotian at all.

This puzzled him.

In fact, it wasn't just him, even Li Mo and Xiang Xiaotian himself, as well as Lin Daotian and Shen Tianjue, who were hiding from a distance and watching here, couldn't understand why.

Including the sect master of the Tianyun Sect, Gray Lao, Chen Qinglian and others......

In the cultivation world, when someone is tribulated, other monks must not approach, otherwise it will definitely lead to a heavenly tribulation, this is a well-known fact, throughout the ages, I don't know how many people have died on it.

However, what is happening now is beyond everyone's expectations.