I saw that by Mo Ning's side, two huge palms waved, bursting out with a terrifying power that made people palpitate, one hand was high mountains and rivers, the destruction god thunder fell, and the other hand was flowing rivers and waterfalls, and the destruction mist was filled.

These two big hands smashed dozens of Qingluan to the ground in an instant, making a huge roar.

These Qingluan were condensed by the power of the vicious middle-aged man who exerted the peak of the Dan Expansion Realm, far less powerful than on the surface, Mo Ning was almost like chopping vegetables, and the four six-mangsed sword formations above his head rushed into the sky, slashing the Qingluan.

At this moment, no matter who it is, it can be seen that Mo Ning has already occupied the absolute upper hand, and the vicious middle-aged man has even used the secret method of desperately burning essence blood, but it is still difficult to cause great damage to Mo Ning.

"Strange ......" And at this time, when all the monks watching the battle were marveling at Mo Ning's strong strength, Yong Lincheng, who was watching from a distance, frowned and was very puzzled.

Yong Ling on the side saw the look on his father's face, a hint of suspicion flashed in his dark eyes, and asked, "What's wrong, father?"

"Some doubts......" Yong Lincheng shook his head, recalled the previous picture, and muttered in a low voice: "It stands to reason that Mo Ning should have been seriously injured in the previous bombardment, but why did he stand up again vigorously, as if nothing had happened?"

While everyone was only paying attention to Mo Ning's powerful strength that had erupted in the Expanding Dan Realm, he noticed a detail.

Before, he clearly saw that Mo Ning was seriously injured, but the next moment he was standing up intact and regaining his strength.

"There are too many secrets in this Mo Ning...... Yong Lincheng took a deep breath, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

He would never have thought that in Mo Ning's body, there was a very terrifying formation, and it was a formation that specialized in recovering injuries, and he didn't know how many formations were condensed.

Such a large array, even if the formation master sees it, he will be amazed, it can be called a miracle.

"Puff puff!!"

The four six-pointed sword formations in the sky trembled, gushing out one after another sword qi, piercing out, blasting the green luan in the sky, and the cyan aura exploded, like a gorgeous rain of light, filled with mist.

Finally, boom. Mo Ningshi unleashed two big hands, shattered the river and collapsed the mountain, and killed the few remaining Qingluan. A large expanse of cyan glow burst out.

At this time, all the monks watching the battle knew that this battle was won by Mo Ning.

In the sky, there was originally a huge scene of hundreds of Qingluan, but there was not a single one left at the moment, and they were all bombarded by Mo Ning.

"Buzz!!"

A buzzing sound came out of the air, Mo Ning raised his hand and waved, the light on the four six-mangled sword arrays suddenly converged, and under the control of his surging divine thoughts, a second-order flying sword turned into streamers and returned to the storage bag on his waist.

The two big hands beside him also turned into wisps of smoke and disappeared in midair.

The wind blew the clothes of the white robe, there was a hint of a smile on the delicate face, and his hands were behind his back, Mo Jing looked at the vicious middle-aged man quietly, and the crazy burning Qi Pill in the storage bag also slowly stopped.

"Poof!!"

used the essence blood to refine the Qingluan magic technique, and was finally killed by Mo Ning. Under the mental connection, the vicious middle-aged man suddenly spurted out a large stream of blood, turning into a cloud of blood mist and filling the air.

With a bang, he was weak and fell to one knee on the ground, blood still flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his face was like ashes.

This time, the biggest mistake he made was to blindly pursue a shocking effect to urge Qingluan's technique. Later, he found that he didn't have enough true qi to support Qingluan's technique.

You know, the vicious middle-aged man has also been in this demon cave for several years. There are no rules in the demon cave, and in the past few years, he has been fighting with others, and he has already consumed all the pills in the storage bag.

Mo Ning, on the other hand, had just entered this demon cave, and the pills in the storage bag were very sufficient, so he was not worried about the consumption of the battle.

Under the advantages of one and the other, even though the vicious middle-aged man could exert the power of the peak of the Dan Expansion Realm, he was still defeated in the hands of Mo Ning.

Looking at the figure kneeling on one knee in front of him, Mo Ning's face was unwavering, and there was no pity at all.

In this so-called devil's cave, either you die or I die. To show mercy to your subordinates is to cut off your own back road.

In the dark and deep eyes, a palpitating cold glow was fleeting, and a trace of murderous intent suddenly appeared on Mo Ning's flat face.

"Poof!!"

Suddenly, a blood light splattered out, and a large area of scarlet viscous blood spurted out from in front of Mo Ning, turning into a rain of blood and falling on the ground, and even a drop of blood was splattered on Mo Ning's delicate face, making his face slightly hideous.

With a "bang", a black shadow fell from the sky to the ground, but it was a round head, which was still full of incredible looks, with a wide open mouth and eyes full of horror.

Seeing that a monk who was originally extremely powerful, even before entering the Demon Cave, he was still the peak master of a large sect, but at this moment, he died in front of him, and the people watching the battle around him were silent.

A pair of shocked eyes searched over Mo Ning's body, as if he wanted to imprint his appearance in his mind, and warned himself not to provoke Mo Ning in the future.

Ignoring the gazes of everyone around him, Mo Ning groped on the headless corpse of the vicious middle-aged man with a blank face, and finally took out a storage bag, put it in his arms, and slowly walked into the Buddhist temple not far away.

In fact, Mo Ning himself didn't expect that he randomly found a small Buddhist temple, but there was such a powerful person living in it.

If it weren't for the other party's carelessness, Mo Ning would have had a lot of trouble this time.

Closing the golden door, Mo Ning looked around, although this Buddhist temple is smaller than the usual rooms, but the decoration inside is extremely exquisite, the walls are carved with various Buddha patterns, just looking at it makes people feel refreshed, and the emotions that have just been chaotic because of the killing have gradually eased.

There was peace in his heart, and Mo Ning turned his head to look ahead again, there were only three things. A golden Buddha statue is only more than half a person tall. In front of the Buddha statue, there is also a table made of sandalwood, on which is placed a bronze incense burner, with several pillars of incense, still burning a little spark, emitting a cool smoke.

Underneath this table are three golden futons, as if made of golden silk, flowing with a faint brilliance.

Although the mind was baptized after entering this Buddhist temple, the mental exhaustion after the war was still very serious.

Mo Ning took a deep breath, then sat down cross-legged on a golden futon in the middle, his eyes slowly closed, his hands pinched, and his body began to run the Taiyin chapter.

A cool breath poured into his mind, and Mo Ning felt that after this battle, his understanding of the cultivation realm had improved again.

Three days later, Mo Ning's eyebrows raised slightly, and then his two eyes opened suddenly, and between the opening and closing of his eyes, two essences like essence pierced out.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, after three days of rest, not only was the true qi in the true pill in his body saturated again, but the previous mental exhaustion was also swept away, and the whole life was alive and well, and the surging power was brewing in the body.

Then, as if thinking of something, a burst of joy appeared on his face, and he took out a cyan storage bag from his arms.

This storage bag is much more delicate than Mo Ning's own, and even has mysterious lines on the surface, showing the extraordinaryness of this storage bag.

Mo Ning's eyes lit up, and then he urged his divine thoughts to probe into it, and sure enough, he found that this storage bag was a very high-grade storage bag, and the space inside the light was huge, at least several times larger than his.

His face was ecstatic, Mo Ning had heard other monks say that the vicious middle-aged man was originally a peak master-level figure, and his means were all over the sky.

If it weren't for this demon cave, Mo Ning never dreamed that one day he would be able to kill a powerful person at the peak master level!