Normally, the strength of the sect monks is greater than that of the family monks, and it is greater than that of the scattered cultivators.

With a perfect inheritance, a spiritual weapon that is more suitable for itself, and a secret magic power from generation to generation, it is natural to win at the starting line.

What's more, at this time, the Qingfeng Sect Zhuji Elder was two against one, and soon the two Mo family elders fell into disadvantage, and the danger was full of dangers.

"Good means, this pair of silver claws is very weird!"

Bai Zichen stood on the deck, watching the life-and-death struggle between the foundation building monks up close, and learning from it.

The spirit weapon used by Elder Zhang was a pair of silver flying claws, and the gods in the imperial envoy were haunted, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

The Mo family foundation building monk didn't notice it for a while, and was attacked by the silver claw to break the talisman spiritual weapon, and one arm was torn off violently.

The Mo family monk snorted in pain, and blood spurted wildly from his broken arm.

He showed a look of despair, and spat out a mouthful of blood: "I can't live, you will die with me!" ”

A flame rose into the sky, accompanied by a clear phoenix roar.

The nearest Windrunner was pushed open by the Ring of Fire, and a wall of water fell from the top, intersecting with fire and water, rising a large cloud of mist.

Elder Zhang was in a mess and was holding another Qingfeng Sect elder.

This person's face was pale, and his expression was aggrieved, obviously he was seriously injured by the blow that burned the essence blood of the whole body and awakened the power of the bloodline before the old death of the Mo family.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhang, for your help......"

The Mo family burned their essence and blood before they died, raising their cultivation to a higher level, which was equivalent to the angry blow of a monk in the middle stage of foundation building.

If it weren't for Elder Zhang blocking it with a green leaf defensive spirit weapon, he really might have fallen here.

"No thanks."

After a moment of pranayama, Elder Zhang once again threw himself into the battle on the other side.

"You sects are all raccoon dogs...... Qingfeng Gate blocked my way to Jiedan, and the Ghost Spirit Gate deceived me on the way to reinforcements. Then kill it, let me kill the Mo family! ”

Seeing that his family members fell one after another, Mo Qianyuan's demonic red eyes seemed to be dripping blood, and he roared like a mad demon.

Anyway, the drop of Qingling chalcedony sent by the Ghost Spirit Gate as a deposit has been handed over, and he will fight happily to fight for the future of the Mo family.

With Mo Qianyuan as the center, the spiritual power of the fire system around his body frantically gathered, as if it had become a furnace, and even the air was about to burn.

"Fire Phoenix True Feather!"

Liang Yu looked at the red feather of a ruler length that Mo Qianyuan sacrificed, exuding a palpitating coercion.

This feeling is like facing a real person!

A turtle-shaped jade seal was sacrificed, and a huge divine turtle phantom appeared behind him, stepping on the ground with four feet, and it grew several times like a root.

Pei Dongyong, who was sweeping the formation on the side, also took two steps forward, holding a book in his hand, ready to shoot at any time.

It has always been rumored that the Mo family has a Fire Phoenix True Feather, which is a feather that has been removed from the body of the fourth-order Fire Phoenix, stained with a trace of Fire Phoenix True Blood.

It is used for refining weapons, which is enough to serve as the main material of the high-grade magic weapon.

However, it has never appeared in the eyes of outsiders, and gradually everyone has taken it as a rumor.

At the moment of the family's survival, Mo Qianyuan took out the final hole card, and with the secret method, this fire phoenix Zhenling seemed to be able to exert an amazing magical power.

"You have been laughing at my Mo family bloodline, you only know how to reproduce, you don't see any fire supernatural powers, you pretend to be the fire phoenix bloodline, and you even have the influence of mental madness and irritability...... Let the Black Mountain Monk see what the Fire Phoenix bloodline is today! ”

Mo Qianyuan's right hand turned into a claw, tore apart the flesh and blood on his chest, picked up the Fire Phoenix Zhenling and stuffed it hard.

The blood soaked this red feather, adding a hint of demonic color, and his cultivation in the later stage of foundation building was actually rising day by day.

"It's not good, he's using the Fire Phoenix True Ling to improve his cultivation to ......"

Liang Yu no longer hesitated, and took out a golden talisman, on which a bronze tripod was painted, bursting out with a strong spiritual light.

With the strong mana of the late stage of his foundation building, he was injected into this golden talisman.

With an ancient bronze knocking sound, the bronze tripod appeared, with the powerful aura of the magic weapon, and went straight to Mo Qianyuan Town.

Four hundred years ago, the Tiangang Treasure Ding Rune Treasure left by a Hall Master of the Yudan Period.

At this moment, Mo Qianyuan no longer resembles a human form, red feathers have grown on his body, and blood holes have been drilled out one after another, and he has been instantly healed by the powerful spiritual power attached to the Fire Phoenix True Feather.

Facing the Tiangang Baoding Fu Bao, Mo Qianyuan did not dodge or dodge, with a long roar, a fire phoenix rose into the sky and collided with the bronze tripod.

Rumble!

The violent sound wave shook out, Liang Yu's face turned pale, and he manipulated the Tiangang Treasure Ding Rune Treasure to turn, and a huge rune flew out of Ding's body, forming a rune net, blocking and imprisoning the surroundings.

Otherwise, the fire spiritual power will condense like a hundred birds and a phoenix, endlessly.

Mo Qianyuan had the will to die, and because of the fusion of the Fire Phoenix True Ling cultivation to rush to the realm of foundation building, he did his best every time he collided, anyway, the Fire Phoenix True Ling in his body was inexhaustible to provide fire spiritual power.

With such a rough absorption method, Mo Qianyuan's body has been hit by the fire spiritual power, but being able to quickly replenish mana when fighting for his life is on par with Liang Yudou's.

You must know that Liang Yu has been in charge of the Law Enforcement Hall for many years, and his strength can be called the top three foundation building monks in Montenegro.

When Tiangang Baoding was refining, it used ancient spiritual materials, reaching the rank of a high-grade magic weapon, and its power was second to none among the runic treasures inherited from Qingfeng Gate.

"Zhi'er, it's now...... Walk! ”

Mo Qianyuan's eyes suddenly regained a trace of clarity, his arms were spread, and the fire phoenix waved with its wings, fixing the Tiangang Treasure Ding Fu Bao in place.

I saw that in the Shuanghuan Mountain, there was a red practice shot out of the giant flying boat, which was fleeting and a hundred zhang away.

Looking at the prestige of Chi Lian, it is clear that he is a foundation building monk.

"Mo Changzhi...... It turns out that you have not gone mad, you have already entered the foundation! ”

Pei Dongyong suddenly realized, and a big crystal hand grabbed towards Chi Lian.

Mo Changzhi is the grandson of Mo Qianyuan, and Mo Changkong was the recognized successor of the Fire Phoenix Mo Clan before, but when the news came out twenty years ago that he broke through the realm and refined qi, he went mad and hurt the foundation.

Who would have thought that the foundation had been secretly built successfully.

The Fire Phoenix Mo Clan is not a five-building foundation, but has six!

Mo Changzhi's red practice was extremely agile, and a stretch made Pei Dongyong's innate five elements capture come to naught.

Hovering in the air, let out a mournful roar, and rushed towards the nearest Wind Shuttle.

"Senior Brother Pei, this person is wearing the Mo family's ancestral neon clothes and feather clothes, and he is not afraid of spells...... Use a spirit weapon against him! ”

Liang Yu was dragged by the fire phoenix that frantically flapped its wings and impacted, and the Tiangang Baoding Fu Bao shook violently, and he couldn't spare his hands to help at all.

Pei mobilized and threw out a long scroll, including ten zhang long, and caught up from behind, only one line away from Mo Changzhi.

"Where did the foundation building monks come from, the five foundation building monks of the Mo family, two defected, two were killed, and the last one was not trapped by Uncle Liang......"

Bai Zichen was still appreciating the fighting methods among the high-level monks, thinking about the difference between learning the fighting methods of the foundation building period, when he saw that the rabbit was falling and the red practice had already rolled towards his own wind shuttle.

With the speed of red practice, there was no way to avoid it on the narrow deck, and behind him were a group of Fu Hall disciples who collapsed from exhaustion and an elder who had passed out in a coma.

Bai Zichen gritted his teeth, the red-covered orb umbrella was propped up, the double swords fell into his hands, and the surface of the skin under the robe was already flickering with five crystals.