A mysterious voice sounded in Li Mo's mind, and the red-gold runes were like flying insects, densely packed and flowing in his heart.

The golden light fell, descended from the Nine Heavens, shattered the floating clouds, and shone above the Wanjie Mountain.

The bright light illuminated almost half of the night sky, and even ten miles away could be faintly seen, ten thousand birds took off and fled in all directions from the Wanjie Mountain.

"Hall Master, that's the direction of Wanjie Mountain......

In the hazy night, a group of centaurs suddenly stopped moving forward, looking at the faint golden light in the distance, everyone's face showed a look of surprise.

They still have more than ten miles to travel from Wanjie Mountain, and they can see it here, how much movement does it have to be?

There is no doubt that there are uncertainties in the mountains.

"In the past, all the laws were solved in the mountains, wonderful as lotus flowers, and golden rain was born...... I can't imagine that more than 900 years later, there will be abnormal movements. ”

In the crowd, a middle-aged man wearing a hat slowly walked out.

Seeing this, everyone respectfully retreated and made a way.

The middle-aged man took off his hat, revealing his true face, the stubble on his face was slightly rough, but his angular facial features could see the handsome and elegant of his youth, and his deep eyes were cast on the wind direction of Wanjie Mountain, but the momentum of not being angry and arrogant made everyone silent.

Chen Changkong, the master of the [Demon Hunting Hall], traveled under the stars and nights, and finally came to Wanjie Mountain.

Originally, it was just a demon ghost, which did not alarm him, the number one master of the [Demon Hunting Hall].

However, after looking through the secret files about Wanjie Mountain, he found out that after the collapse of Wanjie Sect, Han Qi, the first master of the Lingmen, had actually conducted secret research in the mountain, casting forbidden methods and exhaustive anti-heaven techniques.

At this time, Chen Changkong vaguely felt that something was wrong, and personally led the people to come.

"Hall Master, Pingping is still in the mountain."

At this moment, a man with a scar on his face approached and reminded.

"Tanuki ......"

Chen Changkong's face was slightly gloomy, and he called out.

"Yes."

A delicate girl walked out, her steps were light, barely making a sound, and a pair of fluffy ears could be faintly seen in her bun.

"You stay here and pick up the soldiers and horses behind, and the others follow me first."

Chen Changkong screamed.

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible force rose from his body, causing the surrounding plants and trees to begin to grow wildly.

The Spirit Domain, this powerful power unique to the [Mai Miao Realm], was exerted in the hands of this [Demon Hunting Hall] hall master, and as soon as the thought arose, everyone was shrouded in this [Spirit Domain].

The spiritual breath in their bodies seemed to be completely activated, connecting with each other and forming a piece.

Immediately after, only to hear the wind whistling in their ears, everyone seemed to ride the wind and fog, killing towards Wanjie Mountain, the speed was so fast, almost in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the vast night.

This is the magic of the [Spirit Domain], which can affect the surrounding environment, and even cover people or things in the realm.

This ability can not only increase one's own strength, but even the power of others.

……

Wanjie Yamanaka.

In the gloomy cavern, the golden light shattered the dome and poured into the mighty dark river, stirring up smoke and dust that filled the air.

"What's going on?"

Wang Jianshan's face was slightly gloomy, and he faintly felt that something was wrong.

Airplanes......

At that moment, the wind howled, blowing away all the fog around it.

"Huh!?"

Suddenly, Wang Jianshan's eyes trembled violently, and in his sight, the mighty dark river was actually dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A huge whirlpool gurgled as if it were about to swallow up the entire dark river.

At the same time, a terrifying demonic aura swirled in the whirlpool, the red light was scorching, like a blood-colored, contaminated with innate killing, and suddenly rose to immeasurable ferocity.

"That'...... What is that? ”

At this moment, everyone was terrified, staring at the demonic energy in the whirlpool, but vaguely they could see a strange figure slowly emerging.

The black mosquito was born with a three-zhang body, a huge beak like a sword, and six wings turned over the clouds and shocked the earth, swallowing the sky and shocking the fairy gods.

The rolling whirlpool shattered violently, and the cold dark river dissipated in an instant, and the dry riverbed was completely exposed to everyone, revealing the white bones hidden in the silt at the bottom of the river.

At this time, people saw that the black mosquito seemed to have become a little different.

Its belly squirmed slightly, and there was a faint sound of thunder, and the cold cold air wrapped around its body, and after only one step, a huge crack spread under its feet.

"You're not dead!?"

Wang Jianshan looked at the mosquito man, his face was cold, and there was a hint of surprise in his fierce eyes.

How domineering is the spiritual breath of Cheng Miao Realm, wrapped in the cutting blade, passing through the chest, it is simply impossible to survive such an injury, not to mention, the mosquito Dao man at this moment is like a different person compared to just now, he has been reborn, and he has swallowed the entire dark river.

"Senior Sister ......"

At this moment, even Xu Shichu's cultivation saw the strangeness of the mosquito Dao people.

"Step back ......"

A strong uneasiness rose in Chen Pingping's heart, and he subconsciously wanted to stay away.

She can clearly feel that today's mosquito people are ......

"Hey, human, you're going to die."

At this moment, the mosquito man laughed fiercely, and the laughter rumbled like thunder.

Thundered......

The next moment, a deafening explosion resounded in the gloomy cavern.

Wang Jianshan's complexion changed suddenly, and he only felt that his body seemed to have fallen into the abyss, and he unconsciously flew towards the mosquito man.

Almost at the same moment, the mosquito man stepped out and turned into the thin young man, but the cold palm fell directly on Wang Jianshan's face, imprisoning him to death.

"You ......"

Wang Jianshan's eyes widened, and his trembling eyes were full of horror, and he couldn't believe it.

Between the lightning and flint, his body was like a rootless duckweed, and he couldn't help but fall into the hands of the mosquito man so easily.

This feeling is like food, swallowed by the bloody mouth, shaking, and unable to help itself.

"You just saw me as an ant?"

The cold voice of the mosquito Dao man sounded faintly in Wang Jianshan's ears, and the latter's eyes widened, but they happened to be opposite the blood-red eyes.

That kind of eyes were full of ferocity and indifference, as if he had just looked at the mosquito man, but he regarded him as an ant.

"How dare you ......"

Wang Jianshan was completely enraged by such eyes......

Suddenly, his body shook violently, the dragon bones of his spine seemed to have a sword roar, and the [Spirit Pool] in the dantian glowed with a glass-like luster, and the spiritual breath like a liquid instantly spread all over his body.

Thundered......

The spiritual breath of the seedling realm is condensed like frost, moving like a flame pulp, giving birth to the wonder of yin and yang, and moving with the power of thunder.

Suddenly, an aggressive destructive force rose from Wang Jianshan's body, bursting and impacting all around.

At this moment, Wang Jianshan was like a humanoid volcano, and its spiritual breath was thin enough to destroy everything around it.

"There are thousands of changes in the spiritual pool, and ten steps are within a radius of life and death."

Chen Pingping looked at the scene in front of him, muttered softly, and clenched his fists.

When he arrived at the [Chengmiao Realm], the spiritual pool was refined, and the mortal body was transformed, and the spiritual breath gradually entered the magic of psychic.

Ten steps square, can be ever-changing, sense danger, live and kill freely, and see life and death in an instant.

This is the realm that everyone dreams of.

At this moment, Wang Jianshan's spiritual breath seemed to be like the wrath of the fire god, indiscriminately killing all the beings within ten steps of his body, including the mosquito Dao people.

Airplanes......

Bursts of hot green smoke came from the hands of the mosquito man, and the burning sensation penetrated into the flesh and blood.

"Innocent!"

In the distance, Li Mo stood still, looking at the scene in front of him, but a hint of mockery appeared on his face.

Click...... Click......

Almost at the same moment, a piercing and strange sound came from the hands of the mosquito man.

"You ......"

Suddenly, Wang Jianshan trembled violently and let out a heart-rending roar.

The spiritual breath that spread throughout its body, the power that was rolling like magma, actually poured into the palm of the mosquito path man pressing on its face at a speed that was visible to the naked eye......

No, it can't be said to be an influx, but to be precise, the hand seems to have given birth to a mouth, greedily devouring this rare delicacy.

The mosquito man grinned, revealing a hideous smile, but the brilliance in his eyes was extremely enjoyable.

Airplanes......

Suddenly, a stream of hot air came out from the top of his head, like green smoke and pee.

The thin body of the mosquito man swelled slightly, his muscles rose and fell gently as if he could breathe, and the blood flowing was like magma, and it turned out to be a dull red luster.

"This ...... How is this possible? ”

Chen Pingping's face was pale, and he couldn't believe it.

This monster actually greedy for Wang Jianshan's spiritual breath?

That is the spiritual breath of the Chengmiao Realm, within ten steps, it is suddenly like a killing soldier, even if it is contaminated at all, it is enough to hurt the body, let alone be included in the body.

She could clearly perceive that in that moment of effort, this mosquito had fully devoured and absorbed nearly one-third of Wang Jianshan's spiritual breath.

"How did it get there?" Chen Pingping's quietly beautiful face was full of doubt.

"Senior sister, it's getting stronger again." Xu Shichu said astringently.

The demonic qi that rushed to the sky turned into red and red, like a banner waving, shaking the entire cave.

Huge rocks kept falling from the dome.

Bang......

At this moment, a loud noise pulled everyone's thoughts back.

The mosquito man pressed Wang Jianshan's face and smashed it to the ground, and a huge pit appeared in front of everyone, and the pungent bloody breath spread.

"Seven Bone Yin Fan!"

At this moment, a sharp shout came from the deep pit.

Immediately afterwards, a cloudy wind suddenly rose, blowing away the smoke and dust in the sky.

Airplanes......

Almost at the same moment, a white aura appeared, it was a bone fan, supported by thirteen white demon bones, swaying slightly, it was already a cold wind, step by step.

"Middle-grade spirit soldier ......" Li Mo's eyes lit up suddenly.

The Donghai Wang clan is really wealthy, and the disciples who came out even carried spiritual soldiers.

The quality of this [Seven Bone Yin Fan] is not below that [Nine Cold Black Manta Crossbow].

"You give me ...... death"

Wang Jianshan came out of the pit, half of his face had been torn off, and the blurred appearance of flesh and blood made him even more hideous.

At this moment, this son of the East China Sea King Clan had already moved into anger, and the surging killing intent stirred in his heart, turning into an irrepressible anger.

This is the fury that kills heaven and earth and kills all beings...... Even if it is killed, it will be difficult to quell.

Thundered......

Wang Jianshan urged the spiritual breath and sacrificed the [Seven Bone Yin Fan], and the Yin Wind of the Sen Ran was raging like a frenzied tide, and in a trance, he could hear the cry of fierce resentment coming from it.

Demon shadows roared in the yin wind, and the remnants of the power alone were like blades, cutting and destroying the surrounding terrain.

The seven-bone yin fan was originally refined using the root bones of the seven-headed spirit demon, and when they were alive, they were pulled out of their bodies, and then used their remnants to extract their essence little by little, and practiced day and night, until they swallowed their last breath, they could really refine.

Once this treasure is urged, it is as straight as ten thousand swords piercing the body, possessed by demonic resentment, and the power is so domineering that neither humans nor demons can resist it.

Buzz Buzz......

Wang Jianshan urged the [Seven Bone Yin Fan] again and again, and the yin wind was like turbid sword qi, pressing towards the mosquito Dao man.

Such a yin wind is ten zhang longitudinal, and in an instant, all the retreats of the mosquito people have been cut off.

"I want you to be left with no bones." Wang Jianshan's eyes showed the pleasure of revenge.

Under the [Seven Bone Yin Fan], even if it is a strong person in the same realm, it is difficult to preserve the corpse, and it is torn apart by that deep demonic grudge.

"Hahaha......"

At this moment, a hearty laughter came from the cloudy wind.

The mosquito man opened suddenly, his chest bulged high, and he sucked it violently like drinking water, and he actually swallowed all the yin winds that were sinister and seductive.

"This ...... This...... This ......"

Wang Jianshan's eyes almost fell out, his throat squirmed, and a mouthful of old blood gushed out, and he couldn't believe the facts in front of him.

At this moment, Chen Pingping, Xu Shichu and others were even more stunned and silent.

The spirit demon root bone refines the spirit soldier, and the resentment turns into a shocking Taiyin...... With such a terrifying power, it directly teaches mortals to enter the netherworld, even if the monk wants to die.

This...... What's going on with this just eating it!?

"Oh my God...... What the hell is he? How did it suddenly become so ......"

Xu Shichu's quietly beautiful little face has long lost the color of blood, and the reality of what happened in front of her is beyond her cognition.

Such a Xuangong demon method.

Such a strange trick.

Such a domineering killing.

The unheard, the unseen.

Not to mention her, even Chen Pingping was at a loss, and subconsciously waved his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, mistakenly thinking that he had fallen into a dream.

"Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill!"

Li Mo looked at it coldly, but his heart was boiling.

This is the exercise of the awakening of the mosquito Taoist, which can devour all substances, not to mention spiritual breath and yin wind...... If this kind of mystic skill is practiced to the extreme, it can be devoured by small dusts and mountains and seas.

Previously, Kui Gang's awakened [Mixed Yuan True Demon Skill] was the way to cultivate the physical body, incarnating into a source of hun and being able to fuse the energy of various attributes.

If it is supplemented by [Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill], it is a perfect match.

"You can't do it...... What the hell are you? ”

Wang Jianshan panicked, this son of the East China Sea Wang Clan, for the first time, saw a trace of panic and fear in his eyes.

When a reality beyond his cognition happens, even if he has the cultivation of the [Cheng Miao Realm], his inner defense line can no longer be called impregnable. ‘

Call......

The mosquito man didn't give him a chance to talk nonsense at all, and devoured the demonic yin wind, his ability was even more terrifying, and his body was like a gust of wind, and he appeared in front of Wang Jianshan in an instant.

Wang saw that the mountain's face trembled violently, and instinctively took a step back, raised the [Seven Bone Yin Fan] in his hand, and held it in front of him.

Click......

There was another familiar crisp sound, Wang Jianshan's pupils suddenly contracted, and his trembling face overflowed with the most real horror.

This demon, with just one bite, actually bit off more than half of his [Seven Bone Yin Fan].

"Oh my mother...... That's a mid-grade spirit soldier...... This...... This ......"

"What kind of mouth is this horse?"

"What the hell is this? Can even the spirit soldiers eat? And it's still a medium-grade spirit soldier? ”

Not to mention Wang Jianshan, at this moment, everyone felt their scalps tingling, and instinctive fear instantly dominated their entire bodies.

This kind of demon is simply subverting common sense and unheard of.

"Damn, this loser ......"

Li Mo gritted his teeth and couldn't help scolding.

That's a medium-grade spirit soldier, a treasure of the same level as the [Nine Cold Black Bat Crossbow], and it's scrapped like this, it's really too much of a loser.

"Senior...... Senior save me ......"

At this moment, Wang Jianshan roared, and half of his arm and the remaining [Seven Bone Yin Fan] were all swallowed by the mosquito Dao man, and a mighty sound like rolling thunder came out of his mouth, and it was already completely digested.

The terror and domineering of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill are vividly displayed at this moment.

The mosquito Dao people have just awakened, and they already have such a weather, which makes Li Mo can't help but look forward to it.

At this time, Wang Jianshan had already been frightened by the mosquito Dao people and lost his courage, and he no longer had the courage to fight.

He knew that there was only one way for him to face this monster......

That's a dead end!

At the moment of life and death, Wang Jianshan can no longer care about his face, his pride, his shelf, and his glory as the king of the East China Sea...... None of them are more important than their own lives.

The Rokujin Taoist became his last straw.

"Huh!?"

At this moment, the minds of the six divine Taoists were all immersed in refining the [Natural Spirit Pool], and only by fusing that blood river could he truly get his wish, and his long-term plan would be in vain.

Therefore, that ant-like battle was not worth paying attention to at all in the eyes of this [Pulse Miao Realm] powerhouse.

But when Wang Jianshan's call sounded, the Six Divine Daoists slowly opened their eyes.

"Huh!?"

Wang Jianshan was embarrassed like a lost dog, and this appearance made the six gods and Taoists show a different color.

You must know that Wang Jianshan is a master of the [Chengmiao Realm], in his opinion, Xiu Wei is far above these ants, and the battle should have ended in an instant, but now he has been beaten to the ground.

"Useless stuff." The eyes of the six gods sank, but they didn't have time to think about it.

Airplanes......

Suddenly, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the sky, and the red star turned into a blood-colored color, attacking from behind the six gods, and the cold breath caused the air to condense everywhere it passed.

The Nine Cold Black Manta Crossbow, this fierce spirit soldier is showing its grandeur at this moment, and the arrows that can break the spiritual breath are wrapped in thunder and thunder and go straight to the back of the heads of the six gods.

This kind of spirit soldier, as long as it is ten steps close, is enough to tear the flesh and freeze the spirit seedling.

Li Mo endured so far, just waiting for this opportunity.

"Little ghost, you're really treacherous."

The six gods sneered, without looking back, and the invisible spiritual realm spread instantly, and the red crossbow arrow that broke through the air was shocked and flew out.

In an instant, the sound of a crackle fell, and the crossbow arrows that ejected upside down shattered violently, turning into broken gold and scattering under the powerful power of the Spirit Realm.

"In front of the Spirit Realm, all your tricks are a joke." The Six Divine Daoists said lightly.

"Really!?" Li Mo's eyes lowered.

"Ahhh......h

Suddenly, a terrible roar was heard.

The face of the Six Divine Daoists trembled, and when he turned his head to look, Wang Jianshan's arms were dancing in the air, but his head was swallowed by the mosquito Daoist in one bite, and then, his body was like a deflated ball, and in an instant, it turned into a bloody human skin.

"Little ghost, how dare you ......"

The corners of the Six Divine Daoists' eyes twitched violently, and a deep killing intent emerged from their eyes.

The arrow just now was not to take away his life, but to take Wang Jianshan's life.

Of course, Li Mo knew that even if he was a sneak attack, he would not be able to escape the spiritual domain of the [Mai Miao Realm] powerhouse, and what he had to do was to buy that instant time for the mosquito Dao people.

Just this momentary distraction can take away this son of the East China Sea Wang Clan.

Bang bang bang......

Suddenly, Wang Jianshan, who was originally invincible, turned into a human skin in front of the mosquito Dao man he despised the most, and then, this human skin shattered violently, spilling like confetti, and even the whole corpse was not left.

"In that case...... Go down and be buried, all of you. ”

The Six Shinto people rebuked mercilessly, and his words were like the judgment of fate.

A terrifying momentum rose from the old body, and the invisible spiritual realm swelled like a river tide, spreading wildly, enveloping the entire karst cave in an instant.

At this moment, the Six Divine Daoists finally stopped leaving their hands, and the Spirit Domain was released without reservation.

"It's over...... This is the killing rage of the Mai Miao Realm......"

Chen Ping's flat skin trembled, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom.

The strength of the spiritual realm is related to the "vein" derived from the spiritual seedling.

For example, Chen Changkong is a master at the [Five Veins] level, and the scope of his spiritual domain is almost covering this cave.

In other words, the strength of the Six Divine Daoists is not below Chen Changkong, and they are also great masters at the [Five Veins] level.

A powerhouse of this level is no longer a small role even in the Xuantian Pavilion.

The anger of a master comparable to the master of the [Demon Hunting Hall] was definitely not something they could resist.

Such anger can only be appeased by killing and human life.

"Little ghost, this Wanjie Mountain is your burial place." The Six Divine Daoists looked at Li Mo mercilessly, pronouncing his fate.

"Old thing, you're going to die."

Li Mo stood still, shook his head and sighed lightly.

Thundered......

At this moment, the entire Wanjie Mountain shook, and a terrifying demonic aura rose to the sky, shattering the dome and piercing the cave, and the ferocity of the world blocked the fate.

A big bird flew out from the depths of Wanjie Mountain, the sound of the dragon suppressed the wind and clouds, the wings spread to attract the blue sky, the terrifying posture rose vertically and horizontally, and the huge Wanjie Mountain seemed to be shrouded in it.

At this moment, the fifth largest bird finally appeared!!