"Bang bang bang!"

Fireballs continue to fall, obscuring the sky.

Illuminate the gloomy swampy world.

And when the dense fireball was about to smash in front of the silt, a jet-black column of water instantly sprayed out.

"Zila! Zila! ”

With the sound of a piercing collision of water and fire, a thick mist condensed in the air.

Covering the sight of a group of disciples.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Nangong Wan exclaimed: "It's not good, this is not a black python!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a figure faintly appear in the mist.

"Scatter!"

A female disciple at the front who practiced the thirteenth layer of qi waved her right hand and blew away the mist.

A huge black serpent appeared in front of everyone.

This demon beast that looks like a snake is not a snake, its body is not large, only four zhang long, and two thin and short tentacles grow on the forehead of the giant snake.

If you don't look closely, you won't find it at all.

"Ink Jiao"

Nangong Wan exclaimed in surprise, looking at the figure of Mo Jiao below, with surprise in her eyes.

I was surprised that this ink Jiao was extraordinary, but I was happy that it was this demon with Jiao characters.

It's worth a lot of money all over your body.

"Roar!!"

Mo Jiao let out a low roar, his body shook, and he turned into a pitch-black phantom, instantly biting the disciple who had just cast a spell to blow away the dense fog.

With just one bite, it was torn in half.

The blood mist was entwined, Nangong Wan's eyes shrank, and she snorted: "Look for death!" ”

Nangong Wan knew very well that this ink Jiao was extremely difficult to deal with.

It contains highly poisonous poison in its body, and it has the blood of a dragon, and it is a difficult demon beast.

"Receiving, speeding, detaining, confining, locking"

Nangong Wan's lips moved slightly, her left hand condensed her spiritual power, and her left hand constantly controlled the Vermilion Bird Ring in mid-air.

I saw that the huge Vermilion Bird Ring was constantly changing with Nangong Wan's drive.

With a "boom", the Vermilion Bird Ring disappeared in place in an instant.

And when it reappeared, it had already come to the top of Mo Jiao's head.

Its speed was extremely fast, and before Mo Jiao could react, he had been firmly trapped by the Vermilion Bird Ring.

"Get me down!"

Seeing that the Vermilion Bird Ring was firmly binding Mo Jiao's body, Nangong Wan pointed hard towards the ground.

The Vermilion Bird Ring was accompanied by a powerful force, and it directly smashed Mo Jiao to the ground.

The blazing flames continued to pour out from the Vermilion Bird Ring, constantly scorching the ink Jiao.

"Hurry up!"

Nangong Wan looked at the many disciples who were stunned in place, and in a hurry, she shouted loudly: "I can't last long!" ”

The magic weapon is extremely powerful, but its consumption is also enormous.

With the spiritual power in Nangong Wan's body now, at most, it can only support the magic weapon to exert a single percent of its power.

It's not enough to slaughter this ink Jiao.

can only rely on these few disciples who practice the art of yin and yang traction.

Use the yin and yang traction technique that is comparable to the blow of a monk in the early stage of foundation building, and kill this ink Jiao.

It's a pity that although all this is very beautiful to imagine, it's a pity that these peak Qi refining disciples can't be reliable.

With the performance of the Yin and Yang Traction Technique, several red and blue pillars of light burst out instantly.

There was a piercing sound of breaking the air, and it fell on Mo Jiao's body.

"Sting! Sting! ”

With the bombardment of the Yin and Yang Traction Technique, scars the size of a palm appeared on Mo Jiao's body.

The thick black fog on Mo Jiao's side instantly collided with the beam of light.

After the offset of the dense fog,

The move that was completely comparable to the full force of the early stage of foundation building actually left only shallow blood marks.

This ink Jiao really deserves to have the blood of the dragon.

The strength is so strong.

Lin Mo's pupils shrank, if he didn't use the Heavenly Thunder Son and Fu Bao, it would be extremely difficult to solve this ink Jiao.

"Continuing to attack, Mo Jiao's body protection ink cloud can't last long"

Nangong Wan pursed her lips lightly, staring at the ink Jiao rolling on the ground, and the spiritual power in her body continued to pour into the Vermilion Bird Ring.

The blazing flames continued to pour out from the Suzaku Ring.

It burned on the surface of Mo Jiao's body, making a piercing burning sound.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Mo was unhurried and controlled the Yellow Dragon Sword in mid-air.

From time to time, he stabbed at Mo Jiao.

His gaze kept looking around, but he didn't find any trace of Han Li.

Otherwise, with this sixth child here, I will always feel at ease.

"Woo!"

At the same time, a wail sounded, and the thick fog outside Mo Jiao's body dissipated.

A bloody hole with the thickness of the mouth of the bowl appeared on Mo Jiao's body.

Bright red blood, constantly dripping from the wound.

Mo Jiao was in pain, looking extremely crazy, and his blood-red eyes stared at the disciples of the Moon Occultation Sect in the distance.

"Be careful, I can't trap Mojiao!"

Nangong Wan's spiritual strength was exhausted, and she hurriedly reminded the disciples of the Moon Covering Sect below.

"Smack!"

I saw that Mo Jiao was suddenly shrouded in a layer of black mist, and instantly broke free from the shackles of the Vermilion Bird Ring and rushed out of it.

When the black fog clears, only a pitch-black scale remains.

And the ink Jiao is long gone.

"This!"

Looking at the disappearing Mo Jiao, Nangong Wan's face turned white, and her divine sense continued to sweep around.

I want to find out the trace of this ink Jiao.

"Could it be that it has evolved?"

Nangong Wan had a very terrible thought in her heart.

"There it is!"

Nangong Wan reacted quickly, and immediately found Mo Jiao lying in the quagmire, wanting to sneak attack.

It's just that at this time, Mo Jiao's body was snow-white, and his body had grown to seven zhang, and the original injury was already intact.

A pair of snow-white claws grew on the abdomen.

has transformed from a snake into a dragon.

"Get out of here!"

Nangong Wan's eyes flickered, and she immediately shouted to the disciples below, "You are definitely not her opponent!" ”

While speaking, Nangong Wan kept driving the Vermilion Bird Ring in front of her, and said, "I can entangle it, you retreat first!" ”

Seeing that Mo Jiao was so powerful, the ancestor spoke like this again.

The disciples of the Moon Covering Sect naturally no longer hesitated, and directly turned around and left.

Looking at the running disciples of the Moon Covering Sect, Lin Mo's face was indifferent, and he followed behind unhurriedly.

According to the plot, the sister in the moon twins, will use a talisman to seal the entrance of the cave.

Everyone wanted to run, how could Mo Jiao, who held a grudge, let go of the disciples of the Moon Occultation Sect?

"Poof!"

Mo Jiao's mouth opened slightly, and a cloud of purple venom suddenly gushed out from Mo Jiao's mouth, spilling towards the disciples of the Moon Occultation Sect.

"Run!"

Nangong Wan's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly reminded loudly: "Don't pick it up!" ”

The moment he saw the venom, Lin Mo didn't hesitate at all, and quickly fled behind him.

What are you kidding, at this time, Mo Jiao's strength has evolved, and his strength is already comparable to that of a mid-foundation cultivator.

If this is touched by this mouthful of venom, there is really no chance of survival.

Under the blessing of the cloud-stepping boots, Lin Mo flickered lightly, and he had already appeared dozens of meters away.

It's just that the other disciples didn't have such good luck.

The four disciples who walked slower directly sacrificed defensive magic weapons.

A variety of defensive light curtains shrouded the body.