When the words fell, Mu Qinghan's jade white fingers clicked three times, and the Dingyuan bead hanging in the air was a group of two new silver beads that shot towards Bai Minghong.

Even though he knew that Bai Minghong had the means to avoid danger, Mu Qinghan no longer did the unprepared act of attacking the enemy, and only relied on the terrifying speed and power of the three Dingyuan Beads themselves.

Seeing this, Bai Minghong's divine sense opened wide and probed into the three silver beads, but he didn't get a clue, only felt that the three were the same.

After thinking about it, Dingyuanzhu had already arrived, and Bai Minghong didn't want to take advantage of it, so he simply went to Mu Qinghan again with a light pinch of his hand.

Mu Qinghan threw a circle of purple feather blades in all directions, and then the feather wings flapped a few times, and flew straight towards the heavenly dome.

Where the feather blade fell, Bai Minghong's figure was revealed, and he raised his head to look at Mu Qinghan, and was about to pursue, but saw that the peacock and the two birds had already come together.

Seeing that the five-colored divine light was entangled with the blue demon flame, Bai Minghong's eyes flashed fiercely, but he no longer dodged, and summoned the lonely sword with a light lift of his palm, and then a blue sail shadow slashed away.

After being trapped for nearly half of the feathers, although the power of this blue sail far shadow was much weaker, the two birds were not the real divine birds, so after the three of them fought together, they became evenly matched for a while.

The two birds were tripped up hands and feet, Bai Minghong immediately decided to escape behind him, and in the sound of the chirping, another spirit bird turned into a purple cloud.

Bai Minghong was about to do it again, but suddenly felt that his hair stood on end, and he immediately ran away, looking back, but saw that the purple feather silver bead was sweeping past the place where Fang Cai's house was standing.

Seeing Bai Minghong break his own means again, Mu Qinghan's face was a little ugly, and after the sound was good, his palms suddenly closed, and when he opened it again, a torrent of purple feathers poured out.

Bai Minghong's figure flickered in the air, and every time he appeared, he was a few feet closer to Mu Qinghan, but the purple feather torrent was chasing after him as if he was a self-born spiritual consciousness.

Although he was resentful in his heart, Mu Qinghan always did not lose his rules, and when he saw Bai Minghong getting closer and closer, he also used his escape method to detour in the air.

Elsewhere, the three Dingyuan Beads were spinning in place, as if they were accumulating some terrifying Dao Method.

Seeing that he couldn't break into the near side for a long time, although Bai Minghong intended to rely on the magic power of "Qingyang Shimmering Gold" to take a few chances, but it took a lot of effort to use this method, and he didn't want to waste it on this uncertain move.

Then he avoided the purple feather and the blue demon flame in the retreat, and the obscure brilliance in Bai Minghong's eyes flashed, and he made up his mind, but suddenly felt that the moon cicada delicate magic robe lined with it moved again.

The divine sense probed around, but all of them failed, and the traction of the magic robe also became uncertain at this moment.

Knowing that it was the Dingyuan Zhu that had a variable, Bai Minghong didn't think about how he avoided his own investigation, and only hurriedly pinched out a finger in his hand.

In the next moment, three golden rays of light shot out from the void in three places, and Bai Minghong had nowhere to dodge, so he had to force this blow down.

Seeing that this blow was successful, Mu Qinghan's eyes were full of joy, but he was quite panting between his breaths, as if the imperial envoy Dingyuan Zhu made such a change and consumed a lot of his mana.

Looking at that place again, Bai Minghong seemed to have fainted, the figure of the robe fell straight down, Mu Qinghan chuckled, and was about to chase after him, but suddenly looked at his waist with a shocked face.

In another moment, a dazzling blue light suddenly appeared from Mu Qinghan's waist, and his person hurriedly threw out an object, but it was the net pocket that had bound Gu Hongyu before.

But this move was obviously a step too late, and the blue light stretched for a while, and then shot straight towards Mu Qinghan's dantian.

Mu Qinghan hurriedly wanted to lift the ban on the magic robe, but the blue light had already fallen, and a bright light bloomed there.

The aura dissipated, and Mu Qinghan hung in the air in an extremely embarrassed manner, and his heart looked at the sea of qi around his waist with palpitations, but he saw that there was a bloody wound there.

"Mu Daoyou is worthy of being the son of God, and this magic robe is at least a low-grade mysterious weapon."

"Bai Minghong? You're plotting against me?! ”

Mu Qinghan looked at the place where the voice came from with red eyes, and saw that Bai Minghong was standing there, and except for a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, it seemed that there was nothing serious.

"You also have the finest vestments?"

Bai Minghong didn't answer anymore, his cyan wings shook violently, and the next moment he was already within two feet of Mu Qinghan.

The long sword slashed, and a purple silk thread suddenly appeared, and it turned out that Mu Qinghan had put a rare silk thread magic weapon between his ten fingers at some point.

Hurriedly blocked the next blow, and Mu Qinghan flew out of his sleeve again Dao Xuantie Ancient Bell, the bell rang muffledly, and a circle of black light went to Bai Minghong's cover.

Bai Minghong knew that this bell had the effect of stagnation and speed, but he didn't panic between his actions, only his eyebrows flashed, and he fled behind Mu Qinghan.

Seeing this scene, Mu Qinghan secretly gritted his teeth, if it was extremely fast, he was not afraid of anyone, but this kind of ability to change shapes and shadows, his own family was not as good as Bai Minghong.

Helplessly, Mu Qinghan's ten fingers jumped, and the silk thread that pierced the stone and cracked gold went to Bai Minghong.

Bai Minghong snorted lightly, and dozens of feathers were found on the silk thread one by one, and when he was at a stalemate, a straight path was actually created by him.

Seeing that the opponent was about to raise his sword to kill, Mu Qinghan immediately grasped it with ten fingers, and withdrew all the outer silk threads to the middle lane.

In this way, the feathers in the sky gradually became weak, and Bai Minghong's body was surrounded by a burst of Qingguang, and he immediately rushed towards Mu Qinghan's chest.

Mu Qinghan shouted, practiced dancing with his fists, and finally got rid of Ling Yu's entanglement in the last moment, but when the silk thread fell on Bai Minghong, his face changed greatly.

I saw that the lines of the heavens and stars on the dark robe gradually lit up, and the faint fluorescence flickered, and the power of the silk threads disappeared.

During these years of fighting, Bai Minghong often tried his best to avoid the enemy's attack, and rarely relied on the law to resist, but today he is already known by the other party, and he simply started the work of bullying people.

Ignoring the purple silk threads that flew around, Bai Minghong was a little faster, and the long sword was already stabbed straight into Mu Qinghan's heart in an instant.

Mu Qinghan's face flushed for a while, and the light of the broken magic robe was constantly extinguished, and he was about to lose it when he saw it.

But at this time, the Xuantie Ancient Bell and Qingluan came to the top of the two again.

Seeing the black light and demon flame falling together, Bai Minghong not only did not avoid it, but instead raised his left hand to his chest, raised his palm and slapped it heavily at the end of the hilt of the sword.

This is still not the end, the feathers in the surrounding clear sky flicker out from time to time, and after swimming around, the fish is integrated into the Lone Hung Sword.

At this moment, the black light demon flame had already fallen, but after raging for a while, it finally dispersed back to heaven and earth.

Seeing that Bai Minghong's magic robe was especially defensive above his own guess, the sharp edge of the blade at his heart was becoming more and more penetrating, and Mu Qinghan had no other way but to once again use the method of the previous imperial envoy Dingyuan Zhu, and in this way, his face immediately turned a little whiter.

Feeling that Ding Yuanzhu had lost his trace from his consciousness again, Bai Ming Hongli understood the details, but he was unwilling to let go of this opportunity to kill the person in front of him, so he continued to pour mana into Gu Hongyu without hesitation.

"You! Do you really want to fight to the death! I am the Son of God! ”

Bai Minghong snorted lightly and said coldly: "When you attack my friend, you don't show any mercy. ”

"Friends? The woman? You know who that man is! ”

As soon as these words came out, the murderous intent in Bai Minghong's eyes was revealed, and he forcibly urged the lonely Hongyu in the center of his eyebrows, and a blue light fell directly on Mu Qinghan's sea of qi.

After receiving this blow again, Mu Qinghan's magic robe was finally overwhelmed, and the Gu Hong Sword then pierced into his heart like a knife into agar.

At the same moment, three golden rays of light suddenly escaped from the void, and the next moment it had already hit Bai Minghong's magic robe.

Blood gushed out of his mouth, Bai Minghong stumbled and fell to the ground, and halfway through, he was forced to drive away and stabilize his body, and the wings behind him were already shooting towards Mu Qinghan.

Looking at the air again, the one hundred and eight feather blades were forming a wonderful formation of their own, among them, a unique jade plaque hung in the center, and as for Mu Qinghan's body, it had already fallen to the ground.

Bai Minghong's divine sense swept down, and he saw that the body was already lifeless.

Then when he drove the light to the front of the battle, Bai Minghong's eyes looked at the jade plate fixedly, and he saw Mu Qinghan's hideous face emerging from it.

Whether it is the source ruin realm or the Luohua realm, the monk must obtain a certain realm to allow the Yuan Shen to survive independently, this realm of the source ruins is called the meteorology, and Luo Hua is called the Yuan Baby, but obviously this card in front of him has some strange effects.

Bai Minghong had already expected this situation, and his true disciple still had a talisman to keep around, not to mention Mu Qinghan, the son of God, so he had already laid an ambush.

"Bai Minghong, what kind of formation are you, you can actually block the movement of my talisman, this is impossible!"

"You don't need to know what kind of formation Daoist friend is this, in fact, if you don't think you have the chance to win, it will not be easy for the poor Dao to win against you."

"Bai Daoyou, this matter is a mistake of the poor Dao, I beg the Daoist to spare my life, I am willing to set up a Yuan Shen ban, and drive it for the Daoist in the future."

Bai Minghong's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a slight hesitation, he shook his head and said: "The Wood Heavenly Lord participates in the creation, and the poor Dao can't believe that the Yuan God prohibition." ”

Seeing Bai Minghong's refusal to return to his house, Mu Qinghan couldn't keep his mind anymore, and roared: "Since you know that my father is the deputy god of the Purple Feather Heaven, then do you really dare to kill me!" You are not afraid..."

"It's useless to talk too much, it's easy for Daoists to go all the way."

"Bai Minghong! That girl next to you is a great Yanluo..."

Halfway through Mu Qinghan's words, Bai Minghong's face sank completely, and with a wave of his big sleeves, several fifth-level talismans bombarded the jade plate.

Although this jade plaque was cast by a monk in the Mahayana period, after all, there was no mana to maintain it, and after this blow, it was shattered inch by inch, and Mu Qinghan was completely cut off from life.

In the meantime, Bai Minghong took away the magic weapon of the ownerless, and immediately fell in the direction of Huang Muqing, and when he arrived there, he saw that several people had gathered around Tang Yusu.

Without paying attention to others, Bai Minghong first walked to Huang Muqing's side and said softly: "Have you ever been hurt?" ”

Huang Muqing's eyes dodged slightly, and he said in a low voice: "It's okay, you came by chance." ”

"That'll be fine."

"Naruto... Ming Hong. ”

"How?"

"Did that person from Purple Feather Tian tell you something?"

Bai Minghong looked indifferent, and said with a smile: "Words are not speculative, what can you say." ”

"Really?"

Huang Muqing raised his head, and his slightly wet eyes looked at Bai Minghong fixedly.

But at this moment, a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth came out from the nine heavens: "Who killed my son!" Give me my life! ”