Feng Ning, a powerful member of the ancient Yan school in ancient times, dressed in a white robe, holding the best magic weapon Mo Yan pen, looked up at this stone statue from the outside, gentle and elegant, with a slight smile on his face.

Mo Yang stepped into Feng Ning's area according to the footwork requirements of the little ghost, but saw that the huge stone statue slowly trembled, and Feng Ning's eyes also moved.

"After all these years, someone finally broke into here?" It is said that although this stone statue is not Feng Ning himself, this trace of the method has been stationed in this stone statue for a long time, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and slowly has its own spiritual wisdom.

As soon as Feng Ning's words fell, I saw that with a wave of his right hand, Mo Yan's pen just drew a big circle, and Mo Yang couldn't dodge it, and he had already come to the huge circle.

"Who are you? It looks so raw. Feng Ning smiled and stood in the air opposite Mo Yang. Mo Yang, who entered the Fengning area, was already the same size as the other party, and he didn't know if he had become bigger or the other party had become smaller.

Mo Yang was stunned, he didn't expect the powerful man in this stone statue to be so polite.

"It's really a sin to disturb the cultivation of my predecessors in Xia Moyang, but I must get out of this chessboard garden, and you are my first opponent." Mo Yang clenched his hands into fists, for these people, there was no need for him to show Xiao Mu's identity, as for the Qianxinmen Water Needle Sect, there was no need to mention it.

Feng Ning glanced Mo Yang up and down, "Under is Feng Ning's Dharma Sect Yuan Shen, you can call me Feng Ning, although I am not him, but in this chessboard garden, I represent the ancient Yan school, so I am still Feng Ning"

The Ancient Yan Sect, before entering this area, the little ghost had already given himself some information about this sect. What this ancient Yan school is best at is text attacks, and looking at the superb brush in his hand, it seems that it is his main means of attack.

"I have admired the ancient Yan school for a long time, and I hope that my predecessors will give me some advice."

"Well, but Moyang Xiaoyou, I think your cultivation is only the realm of the balance of the Dan, although there is still a method of spiritual cultivation, but against Fengning, it is really difficult to win, I suggest you go back and cultivate for another hundred years, and it is not too late to come."

Although this Feng Ning said this, there was no contempt in his tone, in his opinion, the level of cultivation can only show the length of time you have cultivated immortals, the young man in front of him is good, if you practice for a hundred years, it is really possible to be able to have a few tricks with yourself.

Mo Yang was stunned for a moment, what do you mean by the balance returning to Dan?

"Master, the method of cultivating immortals in ancient times is slightly different from the current name, and the balance Hui Dan in his mouth is exactly what is now collectively referred to as the cultivation of the Dan." The little ghost knew Mo Yang's doubts and quickly explained.

"I see." Mo Yang smiled slightly, "Senior, it's not Mo Yang and I'm looking for death, it's really time short, there are many reasons to leave in a hurry, and I hope that my seniors will be merciful." ”

That Feng Ning was polite to Mo Yang, and with Mo Yang's character, he naturally respected Feng Ning a lot.

"It's okay, then you and I will learn a thing or two, let me see your ability." Feng Ning smiled slightly, the white robe was windless, and he had already sacrificed his Mo Yan pen and wrote a big word "seal" in the air.

This Fengning's style, coupled with the white robe of this body, and the handsome appearance, are really fairy wind bones, like the people of the upper realm.

"Seal the word! The master hurried away, in case he sealed you, you couldn't move. Mo Yang had never seen the words of the ancient Yan sect, but the little ghost knew, and when he saw the other party using it, he hurriedly shouted.

In ancient times, Mo Yang still knew the words, even if the little ghost didn't remind him, he wouldn't be stupid enough to wait for the other party's attack, and hurriedly sacrificed the dark spirit step, and his body was shrouded by the method of the Golden Stone Tower Sect.

I saw that the black-faced boy's body began to blur, turning into a black smoke, but his appearance was shrouded in a golden film.

However, Mo Yang was wrong, and before the letter reached his side, it had already begun to split, forming the word "seal" one by one, fluttering and sprinkling, falling like goose feathers and heavy snow.

"The dark spirit root is still a mutated spirit root, since you have such a foundation, then I will add strength!" Feng Ning's right hand waved again, and a big word "fire" gushed out.

Although this is Fengning's area, Fengning is not a murderer, but polite, and now that Mo Yang has arrived, he is also treated with a guiding mind, so he will not sneak attack Mo Yang, otherwise, Mo Yang may not even have a chance to dodge.

Mo Yang, who incarnated as the body of the dark aura, tried his best to spread his body to dispel the attack of the word "Ding", and when he looked up, the snow flew by, but it was another rain of fire, although this fire was not the fire of the origin, but it was also an ordinary flame in the world.

Even if Mo Yang is a fool, he can see that people test themselves again, and they don't show their true skills at all, Mo Yang is grateful for the other party's attitude, but he is also arrogant, he wants to tell Feng Ning, I, Mo Yang, am not the Jiedan monk you imagined!

"Black Fire Technique!" Mo Yang silently recited in his mouth, he had already sacrificed the method of black fire, saying that he had used black fire in past battles, but now the power of black fire is much stronger than before, and now he has four spirit roots, he can easily release black fire without side effects.

The black flames quickly devoured all the Dingzi Duel and the Fire Word Duel, and at the same time, Mo Yang had already sacrificed the Dark Spirit Step, holding the Broken Soul, and instantly came to Feng Ning's back, "Assassination Serial Technique!" ”

The silver-blue tip of the Soul Breaking Knife had already reached Feng Ning's throat, and Feng Ning was also slightly stunned, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"That's right, I really haven't seen the serial use of this method in the past!"

Feng Ning couldn't help but praise, indeed, this set of methods studied by Mo Yang is all made up of the top methods of Infernal Meticulous Cultivation, and now the cultivation of the dark spirit root has risen, and its speed and strength have all made a qualitative leap, if it is a monk with the same cultivation standing in front of Mo Yang, I am afraid that he will also die in vain.

People didn't hurt themselves, of course Mo Yang couldn't do it, and just about to speak, he found that he didn't control the other party at all!

Because just behind Feng Ning, a phantom suddenly appeared, and these phantoms immediately became clear, one after another, Feng Ning one by one!

Just now, when Moyang sacrificed the Dark Spirit Step, Feng Ning had already prepared in advance, and the word "for" was issued, and now Feng Ning already has countless stand-ins!

Mo Yang's mind has moved, as if he has a way, secretly sacrifice the method, "The predecessor method is unfathomable, Mo Yang is ugly!" ”

Countless Feng Ning held Mo Yan pens in their hands, and they sacrificed different legal decisions, attacking Moyang from all directions.

In this round, Mo Yang already knew the opponent's ability, if he used the method of the Golden Stone Tower Sect, I am afraid that it would collapse soon, and at this time, the evolved Ink Bone Qilin finally appeared.

"Kirin Warrior, come!" Mo Yang let out a loud shout, and immediately a thick force surged from his body, until he enveloped himself.

At this time, the unicorn warrior, about ten zhang high, the head of the unicorn in the human body, wearing armor, holding the unicorn sword, majestic and domineering!

"Roar!" The Qilin Warrior roared wildly, dancing the Qilin Sword, and the blue lightning illuminated the entire area, and those spells that kept attacking were all shattered.

"Not bad! Not bad! I can't believe that the creatures in your body have evolved, and you have such sharp creatures! "It made me Fengning impressed again.

Although Feng Ning praised him like this, he did not have the slightest fear in his words, and now he is like Moyang's master, guiding his disciples' methods.

"Ancient unicorns, spirit beasts are unparalleled! Draw! "Now Feng Ning, has abandoned the word decision, this "painting" decision, this is the high-level method of the ancient Yan school, that is, to use Mo Yan pen to paint in the air, and now he paints the appearance of a unicorn!

Ya's yo-yo! That's fine!?

Mo Yang originally thought that this Feng Ning could only use writing to attack, but he didn't expect that people could also paint!

"Roar!" That is, with a few strokes, a black and white ink unicorn immediately appeared from the air, don't think that this unicorn is fake, the unicorn will be a mutation of the unicorn, and the pure power of the other party will be discovered at once.

"How is that possible?" Mo Yang looked puzzled, if this is the case, then it will be against the sky, and he can paint whatever he wants. Anyway, there are so many ancient spirit beasts, if you draw a few strokes casually, won't you have an army of spirit beasts? At this level, who can beat it?

Feng Ning smiled and saw the confusion on Mo Yang's face, "Mo Yang Xiaoyou, what I have in this spirit painting is the pure power of the Qilin, because in the past, I have subdued the energy of the Qilin, so this is why it is like this." ”

Mo Yang nodded, the other party was able to tell himself this, which was enough to see the sincerity of the other party.

"Okay, Senior Fengning, let my Qilin Warrior fight against your Qilin Pure Power, and see which one is stronger!" Mo Yang shouted loudly and commanded the unicorn warrior to rush forward.

Not to be outdone, Feng Ning has already stepped on the ink unicorn, and he has also attacked.

The unicorn warrior danced the unicorn sword in his hand, and the blue light slashed through one after another, but the opponent's speed was too fast, and it was difficult to hurt the semicolon, "Whew!" The ink unicorn squirted violently, and a water dragon had already wrapped the unicorn warrior.

"Roar!" The unicorn warrior roared violently and broke away from the water dragon, but was hit by the ink unicorn and fell down sharply.

This Fengning predecessor is really strong! Mo Yang was afraid in his heart, if it wasn't for the fact that people didn't intend to ask for his life, I am afraid that he would have died in Huangquan long ago.

"Come on, come again! I see that you are not very skilled in using this unicorn warrior, let's do it again! Feng Ning on the ink unicorn smiled slightly, as a great power in ancient times, it was easy to find that although the other party was strong enough, he was not skilled.

Hearing the other party say this, Mo Yang's admiration for Feng Ning in his heart was even heavier, "Feng Ning's senior, Mo Yang has thanked you!" "The unicorn warrior regrouped and attacked again.

What Feng Ning said is that since the evolution of this unicorn warrior, this is the first time that Moyang has been used in actual combat, and it is indeed not very skilled, and now there is an ink unicorn sparring again, it is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!