Mo Yang was grateful, Feng Ning's words, he really let himself open his mouth and cultivate in battle, this is his own style. But Mo Yang knew that the next battle would not be easy, and there might even be a danger to his life, the power of the ancient era, if he moved the killing intent at the beginning, he would not have time to deal with it at all.

The corners of the black-faced young man's mouth slanted slightly, and his smile was full of confidence, such a challenging cultivation, I Mo Yang haven't tried it yet! Come and see what great difficulties await you!

According to the little ghost's understanding of the stone statue puppet array, the opponent that Moyang will encounter next is called Mi Shaoyuan, in ancient times, known as cold-blooded ghosts, according to what the little ghost said, the cold-blooded clan in ancient times was born with a unique ability to control blood, because their clan's method was too rebellious, so they were slowly surrounded and suppressed by immortal cultivators and spiritual cultivators, so the current immortal cultivation world has long been free of cold-blooded clans.

Although this is the case, it cannot be said that this clan has disappeared, the ancient times are so old, I don't know how many cold-blooded clans have ascended to the upper realm, and this Mi Shaoyuan himself may have enjoyed the blessings of the immortal realm.

Fortunately, this opponent, that is, Mi Shaoyuan, the little ghost knows, that Mi Shaoyuan, as the only few people left in the cold-blooded clan, has very good means, and he is a well-known killer in the world of cultivating immortals.

In this way, Mo Yang can obtain some information from the other party and prepare a way to deal with it.

Cold-Blooded Wraith, which controls the blood of a human being, coagulates the blood in the human body, restricting the movement of enemies. Don't think that this is the ordinary blood of human beings, but the essence blood of the primordial gods, this strange method has already been set as a forbidden technique now, and besides, no one has existed in the cold-blooded clan for a long time, and Mo Yang can see it this time, which can be regarded as relatively lucky.

After making sufficient preparations, Mo Yang stepped lightly, and came to the area of the cold-blooded ghost.

From the outside, the cold-blooded ghost is wearing a black tights, and behind his back, there is a long knife half a human high, judging from the appearance alone, it looks like a killer among humans.

The huge stone statue began to shake, and the young man was not in a hurry, holding the Origin Town Nightmare Fan in his hand, ready to deal with possible dangers.

"Boom!" Suddenly, Mo Yang seemed to have fallen into a boundless abyss, up and down, left and right, all of which were empty spaces, and Mo Yang knew that this should be the private area of cold-blooded ghosts.

"Human monks? After so many years, there are still people who come to this chessboard garden! I've been looking forward to it for a long time, poor cold-blooded blade, someone has finally brought you food! A sharp sound pierced Moyang's eardrums.

Just listening to these words, he knew that the other party was by no means a good type, Mo Yang frowned, and clasped his fists with both hands. "In Xia Moyang, disturbing the cultivation of the seniors, I hope you will forgive me!"

"No, no, no, welcome to disturb, to tell you the truth, my cold-blooded blade hasn't seen blood for a long time, it's really thirsty, you came at the right time!" The cold-blooded ghost seemed excited.

Before the cold-blooded ghost's words fell, Mo Yang felt a strong murderous intent.

Quiet, surprisingly quiet, can be called the calm before the storm.

In the back! Mo Yang was in a cold sweat, and there was already a layer of golden yellow film on his body, which was the defense method of the Jinshi Tower Sect, the reason why Mo Yang did not sacrifice the Qilin Warrior was because it was not yet time, besides, the current metal spirit root had reached the cultivation level of the Dan stage, which was not the same as in the past, and should be able to defend against the opponent's attack.

"Boom!" The dark spirit flashed, and he saw a long knife just grazing his shoulder, and he was covered by the defense of the Golden Stone Tower Sect, and I am afraid that this knife Moyang will definitely suffer.

Mo Yang quickly retreated, and he already had a general understanding of the opponent's strength with the move just now.

The Golden Stone Pagoda Sect's defensive method couldn't resist the cold-blooded blade, all it could do was slow down the speed of the cold-blooded blade, and if the dark spirit was a little slower just now, it would definitely be injured.

"Hmph, that's good, the dark attribute spirit root, the speed is not bad, but your defense method is really bad!"

As a "killer" level monk in ancient times, the characteristics of the cold-blooded ghost are "fast", "accurate", and "ruthless", and its attack power is super strong, if one move can solve the opponent, it will never use the second move.

This is exactly the same as Mo Yang's assassination serial technique, but Mo Yang can't use it now, because until now, he hasn't found the other party's true body.

Therefore, the concealment ability of that cold-blooded ghost is also super strong!

Mo Yang calmed down, as a disciple of Infernal Meticulousness, he was well versed in the characteristics of a killer, and if he rashly used the Qilin Warrior now, there would be no other benefit except to increase his own goals and make it easier for the other party to succeed.

Ya's yo-yo! Since you're hiding, then I'll play with you!

The black-faced boy in the blue shirt also slowly dissipated in this dark space, and after a while, he had become one with the environment.

"Hidden? Boy, are you confused, this is my space, do you think I won't find you? The cold-blooded wrath snorted.

But in this black space, small bright spots suddenly appeared, and these bright spots were like fireflies, bumping everywhere, with only one purpose, that is, to gather Mo Yang's scattered primordial spirits and bodies again.

Ya's yo-yo, this is disgusting, I saw Mo Yang's figure become clear again, and those bright spots, the color also changed from white to green, instantly gathered into the shape of the cold-blooded blade, and hit Mo Yang without saying anything.

The speed is really staggering.

No matter what, Mo Yang can only sacrifice the body of a Qilin warrior now, because if he uses the method of the Golden Stone Pagoda Sect, I am afraid that he will not even be able to hold the time of five breaths!

"Boom!" The Qilin Warrior held the Qilin Sword and stubbornly blocked the attack of the cold-blooded blade.

However, the opponent's speed is really fast, and the strength is really fierce, and he actually threw the Qilin Warrior aside, and before the Qilin Warrior stabilized his body, the cold-blooded blade attacked again!

Sky! This is the power of the great power of antiquity! Now Mo Yang was tired of dodging, and he didn't have time to make other attacks.

"Metamorphosis, cold-blooded!" At this time, only hearing the cold-blooded ghost shouting, Mo Yang only felt his heart fluttering, and his body suddenly lost consciousness.

Not good! When Mo Yang's body was not yet solidified, he hurriedly sacrificed the skills of Xiao Hei and the Qilin Warrior.

"Armed unicorn flying ants! Infinite reproduction! ”

From Mo Yang's body, a piece of black pressure appeared, and after these armed unicorn flying ants were generated, they quickly dispersed into the entire space, and used their concealment function to immediately disappear.

"Ahh Mo Yang screamed miserably.

There is a price for Mo Yang to release this method just now, and at the critical moment, if he doesn't do something, I'm afraid he will really die here, so Mo Yang would rather let the cold-blooded blade hit, but also release the armed unicorn flying ants!

"Shhh Hearing only a tear, even though he had the body of the Qilin Warrior, the long blade still slowly stabbed in, and soon, the entire Qilin Warrior and his own body were rendered by a piece of green.

Just now, Mo Yang released the armed unicorn flying ants, of course the cold-blooded ghost has seen it, and he understands that as long as the black-faced young man in front of him is restrained, nothing else matters, and if the person dies, of course the method will disappear.

Before he was stabbed in his body, Mo Yang was in turmoil, and his body slowly lost his intuition, but now, it was an extremely paralyzing feeling, and this pain was really unbearable!

"Boy, you have not only been hit by my cold-blooded, but also by the poison of my cold-blooded blade, to tell you the truth, there has never been any monk who can still move after being hit by these two moves, you can die with peace of mind!" Although the words of the cold-blooded ghost were arrogant, the tone was very calm, which is also a quality of a killer.

Mo Yang tried his best to calm himself, the other party's words were obviously exaggerated, if no one could avoid it, then why are you here?

Once you appear here, it means that you have been a defeated soldier, and your so-called restrictions can still be broken!

Although my Mo Yang's cultivation is not as high as yours, I heard the little ghost say that your current cultivation should be similar to my master Feng Ning, and in terms of cultivation, you don't have much advantage, so you rely on your combat experience and this weird trick!

So you don't want to stall for time, the reason why the killer wants to end the battle quickly is because he doesn't want others to reveal his weaknesses!

Mo Yang's face was painful, and he floated in the air in a daze, his eyes full of anger.

"Boy, it's over, thank you for coming, otherwise I'm afraid my cold-blooded blade will rust, alas, this time it's too much, goodbye! Oh no, never again! ”

The cold-blooded blade stabbed at Mo Yang again.

At this time, one of the armed unicorn flying ants had already received news that it had found the place where the cold-blooded ghost existed; At this time, the positive power in the body has completely removed the toxin; Mo Yang concentrated, the dragon's eyes widened, and the scattered primordial spirits were gathering little by little.

Although this process is very painful, but in Mo Yang on the line of life and death, where is there a painful feeling, just at the moment when the cold-blooded blade is about to pierce his body, the young man shouted, holding the Origin Town Nightmare Fan, "The power of emotions, black hole!" ”

In an instant, the power of the cold-blooded blade had been absorbed by the black hole.

"The power of emotion, the infusion of killing intent! Assassination Serial Move! "This is Mo Yang's new perception, if you simply use the assassination serial technique, I am afraid it will be difficult to subdue the opponent, but if you infuse the killing intent in the power of emotion, the power will increase more than ten times!

I saw a black shadow flashing, in one place in this space, Mo Yang came behind a monk in a black tights, the blue broken soul was filled with the power of killing intent, and it had completely transformed into the red of the city, and the flame of killing intent was burning, Mo Yang stabbed into the throat of the other party without hesitation!