Mo Lun was thinking of a way to retreat from the enemy, but Jiu Youhe didn't give him time, and threw the big axe in his hand into the air again, and the two giant blades spun and slashed towards Mo Lun, that spiritual power was not much weaker than just now, that is to say, in the first battle, Jiu Youhe did not lose much spiritual power at all, which shows the strength of the strong man in the god transformation period.

Mo Lun was not ready to attack, Jiu Youhe's attack came, looking at the giant axe with strong spiritual power, Mo Lun did not hesitate, took out an object from his arms, and threw it into the air, only to see that the thing continued to grow in the air, flashing with golden light, holding a golden sword in his hand, and facing the giant axe. Mo Lun really had no way to throw the Vajra Buddha out to meet the enemy, the golden Buddha light continued to spread, and gradually came into contact with the spiritual power of the giant axe, and then wrapped the giant axe in it, from a distance it became a spectacle, the yellow golden light wrapped a layer of white spiritual power training, and in the center of the white two giant axes continued to hover, like a transparent golden ball rotating a white axe halo.

Although the golden light wrapped the giant axe in it, it did not move forward, and the two were frozen in the air, although the Vajra Buddha had a drop of the essence blood of the real Vajra, but the user Mo Lun was only in the late stage of refining, compared with the Nine Shadows of the Transformation Period, the strength was inferior after all, and it was not easy to stalemate to this extent now. Mo Lun didn't want to stalemate for too long, because the longer it passed, the more unfavorable it would be for him, and his spiritual power could not be compared to Jiu Youhe.

Looking at the stalemate between the golden light and the giant axe, Mo Lun chanted the incantation in his mouth, only to see the golden sword in the hand of the King Kong Buddha suddenly fly up and slash towards Jiuyouhe, the golden sword flew out of the golden light, passed through the white spiritual power training, and turned into a long rainbow and stabbed towards Jiuyouhe. Jiuyouhe was also watching the golden light and his giant axe that were stalemate with each other, and suddenly found that a little golden light shot towards him from the stalemate, he felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly sealed his hands, and a monster figure gradually emerged behind him, the figure was a hundred feet in size, more and more condensed, like a bear. "Look, Wuyue War Bear, he actually summoned all the spirit beasts!" Someone knew this spirit beast and shouted out loudly. Wuyue Battle Bear ranked one hundred and twenty-one on the list of spirit beasts, and this was the first spirit beast Mo Lun had seen in addition to the golden eagle. The golden eagle in his body ranked sixteenth on the list of spirit beasts, but unfortunately it had not been refined and could not be used by himself.

The constantly condensed Wuyue War Bear was like a black tower, hitting its chest with both hands, raising its huge head and roaring into the air, this sound was deafening, and the people below felt a loud noise in their ears, their heads buzzed, and they stumbled under their feet, and they almost fell. The golden light and the giant axe in the stalemate gradually faded under this loud roar, and the golden sword still flew towards Jiuyouhe, the huge figure of the Wuyue War Bear shrouded the ground, the moonlight that had just appeared, as if it had been covered with another layer of shadows, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, Wuyue War Bear raised its huge fist and blasted towards the flying sword of the Vajra Buddha, the huge fist shadow shrouded the ships below in darkness, the fist shadow slowly hit the flying golden sword, the fist was covered with vague spiritual power, making people feel upset, that kind of power made people timid。

There was no expected loud noise, when the golden sword collided with the fist of the Wuyue War Bear, the golden flying sword really flew out, silently flying towards the middle of the sea, and the golden light of the Vajra Buddha also lost its golden light under the roar of the Wuyue War Bear, and quickly became smaller. I saw that Wuyue Zhanxiong's other huge fist also quietly stretched out forward, and the direction was Mo Lun. His own Vajra Buddha was defeated for the first time, Mo Lun was also hurt, his spiritual power consumption was almost exhausted, the first punch of the Wuyue War Bear also injured Mo Lun while repelling the flying sword, the arrival of the second punch, Mo Lun had nowhere to hide, he gritted his teeth, the colorful light print on his body flashed, and the body was shining, boom! Wuyue War Bear's punch really hit Mo Lun's body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out far away, and Mo Lun flew into the distance as if it was a leather ball. I saw a small monkey jump out of Mo Lun's body, and it disappeared in the distance. And the puppet who was fighting with Fan Jiuzhou also quickly broke away from the battle group and chased in the direction where the little monkey flew.

The two warbands just now were still deadlocked, and in a moment, the tide of battle was reversed, the air fell silent, and Mo Lun flew out of the distance, like a kite with a broken string, and smashed into the deck with a pop, the hard deck was smashed and torn apart, and the blood in Mo Lun's mouth was vomited wildly, and there was no blood on his face. Mo Lun lay there quietly, put one hand into the Qiankun bag, took out an object, held it in his hand, and then took out a jade bottle from the ring with his other hand and put a big pill in his mouth, closed his eyes slightly, and breathed the qi and blood in his body.

Fan Jiuzhou's face was flushed, panting and came to Jiuyouhe's side, he fought with the puppet, and he didn't take advantage of the slightest advantage, the puppet is an unreasonable way of playing, there is no defense, only offense, so Fan Jiuzhou can only be tired of defense, beaten everywhere, if it weren't for the puppet who escaped with the little monkey, Fan Jiuzhou might be defeated.

Jiu Youhe walked in front of Mo Lun, looked at Mo Lun who was motionless, and said, "Do you have anything else to say now? Your life is in my hands, and you have to die how I want you to die, what do you say?" Mo Lun sat up with all his strength, raised his noble head, and said word by word: "Who dies is not certain, why are you in a hurry?" "It's the first time I've seen such a conceited person as you, and you're still talking so fast when you're dying, what else can you make me stop?" "I'll show you something, and you'll know. Moren said weakly. After speaking, he stretched out his right hand, holding a bead the size of a thumbnail between his thumb and forefinger, and then gathered enough strength to say to the people behind him: "Everyone get out of here a hundred feet away, this bead will explode in a while, don't hurt you." When Mo Lun shouted like this, many people were stunned at first, but they understood in an instant, and they all stepped back one after another.

Jiuyouhe didn't think much after seeing the bead, but when he heard that Mo Lun asked everyone else to evacuate to a hundred zhang away, he took a closer look at the round bead, and Fan Jiuzhou also stepped forward to stare at the bead, "I said Lao He, how does that look like the Spirit of Gathering Wind?" "I look like it, how can he have such a thing." Jiu Youhe nodded and said. "Even if you know each other, you can still know the Spirit of Gathering Wind, since I'm like this, then let's die together!" After speaking, Mo Lun was about to crush the Spirit of Gathering Wind in his hand, "Wait, you wait first!" After saying that, Jiu Youhe and Fan Jiuzhou disappeared in place in an instant, appearing outside Baizhang. Do they know the power of this Wind Gathering Spirit, that is, the ten powerhouses of the Transformation Stage will also be shattered under the power of the Wind Gathering Spirit's explosion, and the two of them don't want to bury their bodies in the vast sea. Before Mo Lun could make up his mind, he quickly left the explosion range of the Wind Gathering Spirit.

A smile finally appeared on Mo Lun's painful face, he didn't want to die with them, just to intimidate them, if these two people didn't know what to do, they had to kill him, Mo Lun had to crush the Spirit of the Wind Gathering. "You two hurry up and get out of Qingxiu Town, otherwise, I will die with you as soon as I have the chance, anyway, I can't cultivate like this. Morun's voice was not loud, but it was clearly audible to all.

Jiu Youhe stood in the sky a hundred zhang away, and when he heard Mo Lun say this, he hesitated, he and Shi Wannian, Fan Jiuzhou had been operating here for five years, and they gave up like this, it was a pity, but if he didn't leave, he didn't dare to guarantee whether this person would really crush the Spirit of Gathering Wind, once this person went crazy, the consequences would be unimaginable. Now if you want to get rid of this person, you have to go within a hundred zhang, but that is dangerous, and he will not take such a risk. If you don't get rid of it, you'll have to leave by yourself.

Thinking of this, Jiuyouhe said to Fan Jiuzhou: "Go back and clean up, let's go!" "Just leave, we have been operating here for five years for nothing!" Fan Jiuzhou said. "We've been exposed, and if we don't go, something will happen sooner or later. While the elders of the Seagod Clan haven't paid attention to us, hurry up and go to a place where no one knows us, and we can start over. "Jiuyouhe's scheming is much more meticulous than Fan Jiuzhou's. "What about the others?" asked Fan Jiuzhou. "Use the code prepared in advance to inform them that Qingyuan Town will make peace. Jiuyouhe whispered.

Fan Jiuzhou took out something similar to a paper tube from his arms and threw it into the air, the paper tube exploded in the air, and a tongue of fire spiraled and shot into the air, accompanied by a sharp sound, the entire Qingxiu Town was lit up, and the piercing scream could be heard for ten miles. The people of the Seagod Clan, who were besieging the Changxing Inn and the Nine Shadows Chamber of Commerce, all stopped and looked at the flickering tongues of fire in the sky, while the people of the Tengu Clan saw all this, and hurriedly took advantage of this to flee one after another, running towards the mountains in the distance, and disappeared after a while. When the people of the Poseidon Clan came to their senses, the building was already empty.

Ling'er controlled the puppet and returned to Molun's side, Molun took the puppet back, and Ling'er also got into Molun's arms, showing her little head, looking at the people here. "Little brother, I really want to thank you, if you don't say it, we don't know that they are Tengu people, and they have been kept in the dark. You're not lightly injured, so come to our Xiaoyao Pavilion to recuperate!" a middle-aged man walked over and said. "How can that bother you. Moren said politely. "You're all hurt like this, and you're so polite, don't bother at all, my name is Xiao Hua, I don't know what you call your little brother?" said the middle-aged man briskly. "My name is Molun, so you're welcome. ”

Xiao Hua commanded his men to lift Mo Lun up and walk towards the town. Lying on the stretcher, Mo Lun looked inside his body and found that his meridians were shaken and he had no clue. But not to the point where it can't be recovered.