When the righteous people were in a panic, they suddenly heard that Mo Li still had a way, and they all gave birth to a trace of hope.

And the ghost king looked at Mo Li's appearance, but he smiled coldly, and said: "Killing ghosts and gods can't break my trapped dragon array, what other means do you have, is it difficult to invite the Zhuxian Sword down?" ”

"Let's just tie it up!"

"Sleepy!"

He pinched the magic trick in his hand, and a strange red light flashed on the Fulong Ding, and then the huge circle of light covering the righteous path people was constantly shrinking, and a bloody aura full of oppressive force floated in, making everyone's hearts more and more frightened!

The trapped dragon que magic array is naturally taken from the meaning of trapping the dragon, but since you have obtained a trapped word, other means can be imagined.

Even with the help of Fulong Guding's divine power, this trapped dragon array can only trap the enemy, and there is no substantial means of killing, otherwise, why would the ghost king talk so much to Mo Li?

This is the magic circle recorded in the inscription on Fulong Ding to capture all kinds of ancient spirit beasts, imagine that those spirit beasts are huge in size and strong in spiritual power, and it is extremely difficult to defeat, and it is even more difficult to capture them alive.

The trapped dragon que magic array is to bring the trapped words to the extreme, and the ghost king wants to use this formation to capture all these righteous path disciples!

The aperture narrowed to the end, and all the righteous path disciples would be wrapped into a very small range, and there would be no need to do anything at that time, as long as it took a while, these people would have no food to eat, and they would not be able to absorb spiritual power, and they would have been affected by the riotous killing intent, so they would lose their combat effectiveness without having to do anything at all.

It's just that Mo Li can let the ghost king's abacus go as planned?

He slowly took out something from his bosom, it was a round shape of a jade ring, only half the size of a palm, the color was verdant, and at a glance he knew that it was not an idle thing.

In the middle of the jade ring, there is a small red flake that looks like a mirror but not a mirror, and a clumsy flame totem is carved inside. The jade ring took up most of the whole thing, and on both sides of the jade ring, there was a red silk spike tied to the ring.

Li Xun, who had been watching coldly, couldn't bear it anymore when he saw that thing, and exclaimed: "It's Xuanhuo Jian!" ”

Xuanhuojian!

When the disciples of the two realms of righteousness and demons heard the name of this magic weapon, there was an uproar at the moment!

As one of the three giants of the righteous path alongside Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple, Incense Valley has been inherited for 800 years, and no one in the world knows about the Zhengu artifact Xuanhuojian?!

Legend has it that this artifact has the supreme power to burn the heavens and destroy the earth, and I can't imagine that it would dare to appear here today!

"Xuanhuo Jian!"

The Ghost King's face changed suddenly, he couldn't have imagined that this kid still had such a treasure in his hands!

Xuanhuo Jian, this is not the treasure of the Incense Valley, how can it ...... How could it appear on the kid of Qingyunmen?!

He subconsciously looked at the people in the Incense Valley, but then he woke up and turned his head to look at Mo Li, at this moment, where is the moment to investigate why Xuanhuo Jian is in the hands of the other party?!

"Ghost King, Zhu Xian Sword doesn't have it, but this Xuanhuo Jian doesn't know if it's qualified enough?" Mo Li said with a smile.

The Ghost King was flustered at this time, as the leader of one of the four major sects of the Demon Sect, one of the highest-ranking people in the cultivation world today, he knew very well the power of the Xuanhuo Jian.

This artifact is a thing inherited by the ancient witch clan obtained by chance in the Incense Valley, and it is so powerful that it has sheltered the Incense Valley for more than 800 years!

Otherwise, it is really true that those strong demon kings of the 100,000 mountains in the Southern Wilderness are vegetarians, and they will be intercepted by a burning incense valley for 800 years and will not be allowed to go north for half a step?!

He didn't pay attention to Mo Li at all, but pinched the magic trick and shouted: "Fellow Daoists, please help me again!" ”

Between the fluctuations of spiritual power, the scarlet light curtain stopped shrinking, and the humming continued.

A group of Demon Sect disciples once again helped the people of the Ghost King Sect, and the blood-colored ring was even more radiant, and even on the Fulong Ding, there was a layer of demonic blood!

"Wither Insect Skill ......"

Mo Li didn't put it in his eyes, he held the Xuanhuo Jian in his hand and said, "Master, please help me!" ”

Tian Buyi nodded, didn't speak, just raised his hand and put it where Mo Li's vest was, and crossed his spiritual power.

Both of them are cultivating Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao, although the circumstances are different, the physique is very different, and the spiritual power is more or less different, but in the end, it comes out of the same vein, they belong to the same origin, and there is no gap in cooperation between each other, and I don't know how much better than the functions of the mixed spiritual power of the Demon Sect.

Mo Li got Tian Buyi's spiritual power, and his momentum rose again, he didn't hesitate, and immediately urged the artifact in his hand!

At that moment, in the center of the Xuanhuo Jian, the dark red color of the flame totem turned into a bright red color in an instant, and it burned fiercely.

An invisible fiery aura rushed out quickly towards Mo Li's surroundings with a "whew", and the entire aperture was filled with a blazing wave, and many people's hairs were a little burnt!

"Roar"!

In a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, from the flame totem in the center of the Xuanhuo Jian, a fire dragon suddenly erupted, opening its teeth and dancing its claws, the sound was shocking, and the whole body was burning with raging flames, and the entire Liubo Mountain was illuminated as bright as day!

Everyone watched intently, only to see that the fire dragon quickly became larger, and when it first came out of the Xuanhuo Jian, it was still a flame, but in a blink of an eye, it turned into a huge fire dragon with a length of dozens of zhang, and even on the dragon's head, the huge ruddy and transparent eyes were burning continuously!

That kind of terrifying heat wave, even if there were all monks present, they couldn't resist it, and they used magic tricks to resist, but they still couldn't stop the temperature of their bodies from rising!

A desperate aura of violent destruction emanated from above the fire dragon, and the dragon head of the huge fire dragon was raised, looking up to the sky and opening its mouth, as if taking a deep breath!

With that movement, the rolling heat wave within this aperture disappeared in an instant, and the temperature continued to plummet, but the oppressive force that shrouded the ghost king almost made people want to collapse!

From the huge dragon's mouth, suddenly, a flash of light flashed, not a blazing fire, but a true pure flame!

There are no impurities, no noise, the most terrible and purest in this world, the "pure fire" that can burn everything in heaven and earth!

Squirt out slowly!

There was not a trace of heat outflow, just a pillar of fire as thin as a human body's size, pure as jade, flying towards the sky!

Eight Desolate Fire Dragons!

This terrifying beast, under the joint efforts of two Taiqing Realm masters, appeared on the island of the East China Sea for the first time, unscrupulously revealing its supreme power to destroy the world!

The pillar of pure fire shot at the light curtain of the trapped dragon.

Fulong Gu Ding under the Ghost King trembled suddenly, and the huge and powerful Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, the terrifying dragon head was suddenly suffocated, and everything seemed to suddenly stop!

Burn!

There was no huge sound of spiritual power colliding, it was like lighting a pile of firewood, in the sky, on the huge blood-colored light curtain, it was as if cotton was on fire, and the trapped dragon que magic array containing Fu Longding's strange spiritual power suddenly burst into flames, and the fire spread all over the entire Liubo Mountain in an instant!

Above the East China Sea, it seems that a huge torch has appeared, illuminating the sky transparently!

The temperature of Fulongding continued to rise, and the Ghost King only felt that an indescribable majestic fire-based spiritual power wantonly destroyed the foundation of the trapped dragon Que magic array, even though it was the powerful spiritual power of nearly a thousand demon sect disciples present, but he couldn't help the fire spiritual power at all, but it was like a firewood, constantly ignited by the fire!

Peng Peng Peng Peng ......

A series of explosions sounded, but it was the trapped dragon que magic array that he painstakingly refined, which could not withstand the high temperature, and burst out one after another, and the nearly 1,000 demon sect disciples, under the backlash of spiritual power, many of them were killed immediately, that is, the remnants of the higher Dao Xing, and everyone was injured, only to feel that the five internal organs in the body were burned, and a violent spiritual power full of destructive aura was wantonly destroyed!

There were only a few Demon Sect disciples who were profound, or who had not infused spiritual power into the array, and they were safe and sound.

However, compared to the arrogant scene of Fang Cai's raging breath and shouting and shouting at the righteous path disciples, the demon sect disciples who are now wailing everywhere make the ghost king's eyes split!

Defeated, defeated!

He had been planning for so long, and he had failed!

With so many Holy Sect disciples and such a strong strength, can't even these righteous path disciples be exterminated?!

Xuanhuo Jian, all Xuanhuo Jian!

How could this supreme artifact of the Incense Valley leave the Incense Valley and come into the hands of this Qingyun disciple!

Roar ......

At this time, in the distant sea, there was a long howl inexplicably, if there was nothing, it was not real, it seemed to come from far away.

The clouds in the sky grew thicker and thicker, and the sea breeze gradually became stronger.

Hearing the long howl, the ghost king's face became even more gloomy, how could it be, how could it appear tonight?!

"Ghost King, suffer death!"

Mo Li was there to take care of his thoughts, and when he saw the Xuanhuo Jian's merits, his heart moved at the moment, driving the Eight Desolate Fire Dragons to attack the Ghost King.

This hideous beast, the dragon's head turned to the ghost king, looked up to the sky and let out an earth-shaking roar, and then opened its mouth and spit again!

A pillar of blazing heat, composed entirely of magma, was as thick as several people hugging each other, and with incomparable might, it rushed towards the ghost king, who seemed to be disproportionately fragile and small compared to it.

Although this blow was not as powerful as gathering the power of the two Taiqing Realms and urging the supreme power of the Xuanhuo Jian, it was definitely not a terrifying flame that the cultivators of the world could withstand!

At least, the Ghost King can't resist it no matter what!

Looking at that pillar of flame rock falling head-on, a huge sense of danger and fear rose from the ghost king's heart, and his first reaction was not to dodge, but to be afraid!

I'm so scared that I almost can't move!

Want...... Dead here?

He was a little confused, and I really couldn't blame him.

Tonight, his calculations are enough to be said to be ingenious, combining the power of the three major factions and the various Holy Sect branches, the strength is far superior to the righteous path!

But who knows, this pair of master and apprentice is so profound, and they even have Xuanhuo Jian to protect themselves!

Even if it is the Fulong Ding in his sect, it can't compete with the Zhengu artifact of this Incense Valley!

It's a pity that in the three hundred years since he took over the Ghost King Sect Master, he boasted of his great talent and strategy, and all kinds of calculations never failed, but today, he suffered a fiasco!

Not only did the elite disciples of the sect suffer heavy casualties, but they were also ...... I missed that only opportunity!

There was no focus in his gaze, only a strange howl coming from the depths of the sea!

Three thousand years, three thousand years will be born, and if you miss it tonight, you will never have a chance......

In the distance, the old demons of the Demon Sect were shocked when they saw Mo Li attacking towards 10,000 people!

"Ghost King! Get out of the way! Meng Ji shouted.

"Sect Master, be careful!" Qinglong, Xuanwu and others shouted loudly.

"Flash! Flash mob ......" The Demon Sect disciples also shouted.

……

Then there is intrigue, and then there is open and secret fighting, at this moment, no one wants their leaders to die at the hands of the enemy!

The pillar of flames flew, and before it reached the ground, the blazing flames had already ignited the ground in a radius of dozens of zhang around the ghost king's body, and the raging flames shrouded him, that violent and mighty, it can be said that even if the ghost king wanted to resist at the moment and urge Fu Longding, it was also a mortal situation.

In the crowd, Mr. Ghost, who was dressed in black and covered his whole body, looked at this scene and was silent, but his heart was extremely lost.

Three hundred years, more than three hundred years ago, he didn't choose Qiu Wangyu, he chose the Ghost King Sect, and he worked hard to plan a plan for three hundred years, but on this opening night, did he fail from then on?

Suddenly, a gentle and white hand appeared beside Wan Xiang, and there was a flower in that hand that emitted a glowing white light.

"Daddy......"

A soft call made thousands of people quickly recover from their lost state, but what he saw was a turquoise shadow!

It seems that the voice that has been sleeping for thousands of years quietly sounded at this moment, and for the sake of the loved ones, he whispered: "The Nine Yin Spirits, the gods and demons of the heavens, with my blood, are sacrificed......"

Under the firelight, the girl turned her head, tears were already hanging on her delicate features, she didn't say anything, just looked at the people with some sadness, but it contained a little satisfaction.

The sea breeze blew the corners of her turquoise skirt, hunting and dancing, like the most poignant scenery in the world.

The hearts of thousands of people sank.

As the Sect Master of the Ghost King, as the father of the girl in front of him, of course he knew what she was doing, it was the secret method in the Blood Dripping Cave, the powerful blood poison spell created by the Golden Bell Lady of the Hehuan Sect for her beloved!

Once it is triggered, it will stimulate all the essence and flesh of a person's body with mana, and then ingest its own three souls and seven spirits to smelt, so desperate, it has the power to defy the sky, but the person who uses this poisonous spell will definitely be scattered and will never be reborn!

"Yao'er! Yao'er ......"

Ten thousand people opened their mouths and shouted, but they were flooded back by the wind, he jumped up and pounced on Baguio like crazy, but was bounced away by the mysterious breath, he could only roar weakly, but to no avail!

The girl in the blue skirt standing in the flames calmly opened her arms and greeted the huge pillar of flames that were surging in the sky.

At this moment, she became the focus of attention, and the two disciples of the righteous and demonic realms present were all staring blankly at this girl in a blue skirt who met the pillar of fire!

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