The first collision between Mo Lun's Quartet Tianduyin and the mace of the black dragon monster produced a great shock, not only the waves on the water surface, but even the fish in the water rushed to flee for their lives, but they still escaped a little slowly, and the fish belly was facing upwards and floating on the surface of the sea. And Mo Lun swished, and flew out a hundred feet away, but the black dragon monster did not move.

"The powerhouses in the late stage of the transformation of gods, no wonder the quasi-artifacts have not taken advantage. "Mo Lun had a rough judgment of the strength of the black dragon monster in his heart.

"Let's go help Morun, it seems that he is no match for that guy. The hero looked at the situation in the distance and said. "Don't you see it yet, that guy's strength belongs to the late stage of the transformation of the gods, and Mo Lun can't deal with it, and we will die in vain if we go. Lie Yinghao said. "Just now, if it were you, would you be sure to take that move?" asked Lie Yinghao again. "Although my strength is in the middle stage of the transformation of gods, if I am probably buried in the belly of the fish. The hero replied. "But you see, Mo Lun just retreated a hundred feet away, not even injured, did he do his best, don't underestimate him, he won't admit defeat easily. When there is danger, it is never too late for us to do it. Lie Yinghao said.

Mo Lun didn't expect that he would be blasted out so far with just one move, but fortunately, he was not injured, but the qi and blood in his body were a little unstable, so he stood there and adjusted, and after a while, he returned to his original calm. And the black dragon monster didn't take him in his eyes at all, when he adjusted, he just looked at him in place, and didn't mean to sneak up on him, which was a kind of contempt for Mo Lun. This kind of contempt is understandable even by Mo Lun, a strong man in the late stage of the god transformation despises a person in the early stage of the god transformation. It's a normal thing.

Ever since I knew the strength of the Black Dragon Monster. Morun had been thinking about how to defeat him. Because they are too far apart, although Mo Lun has a lot of means, he has never fought with a strong man in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, but Mo Lun knows that this gap is fatal, and one is not careful will kill him, so Mo Lun is very cautious. Moren stood still, his hands sealed. The five-colored light mark on his body gradually flashed, turning back and forth on his body, and gradually his body turned jade-colored, with a feeling of light and strange glass, it seems, that kind of toughness is a little stronger than steel. After he mobilized all the colorful diamond bodies, he looked at the treasure armor on his body again, and said secretly: "It's up to you!"

Morun sealed his hands again, forcing the cold air of his left hand to his middle finger. The red flame in his right hand was ready to erupt at any moment, and then he forced the toxin onto the index finger of his right hand. The other two fingers are ready for spiritual power. He was going to use the five-fingered sword formation to deal with the black dragon monster, this was the first time he was going to use the five-fingered sword formation together, because the enemy in front of him was too strong, he had to be cautious, and he had to do his best when attacking.

The black dragon monster looked at Mo Lun, his face was expressionless, and he was thinking in his heart, a kid in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, no matter how he prepares, he will definitely lose, I see what skills you have to save this woman. He didn't worry at all, strength was his capital, and he would always be a rich man in front of Mo Lun. Seeing Mo Lun moving in his direction, the black dragon monster still didn't move, he had to wait for Mo Lun to strike first, and then dissolve all his moves, to see what else Mo Lun could do, let him be poor in front of him.

When Mo Lun came to a place a hundred feet away from the black dragon monster, he stopped moving forward, and raised his left and right hands at the same time, and the red flame and blue ice flame spread towards the black dragon monster at the same time, and there was a poisonous arrow behind the red flame. Behind the blue ice flame, there were two strands of sword qi, and these five sword qi shot towards the black dragon monster at the same time in different forms. The black dragon monster felt that there were five different spiritual powers on the opposite side attacking him together, only to see him shrink the ten fingers of his hands, clenched them into two fists, and then pushed outward, and a huge spiritual power came overwhelmingly, like a hurricane, sweeping away the surrounding white clouds, and enveloping the five sword qi.

The spiritual power carried by the two fists collided with Mo Lun's five strands of sword qi in mid-air, and there was no expected loud noise, two flames plus poisonous gas, and two sword qi, under the resistance of the spiritual power of the two fists, they were instantly defeated and retreated. Mo Lun's poisonous finger can corrode spiritual power, and the blue ice flame can also corrode spiritual power, but in the face of absolute strength, they have all become children, and their corrosive power can only corrode each other's spiritual power when they are stalemate with each other. In this case, before their corrosive power could take effect, they were destroyed by the opponent's powerful spiritual power, and it couldn't work at all.

The spiritual power of the two people has undergone obvious changes in the air, the spiritual power of the black dragon monster is constantly advancing, and Mo Lun's spiritual power is retreating step by step, Mo Lun is now in a dilemma, if he keeps persisting like this, when the spiritual power of the black dragon monster reaches his approach, he will use his physical body to resist his spiritual power attack; Which one hurts him the most, Mo Lun doesn't know, and he doesn't dare to try it easily.

The two brothers on the big ship looked at all this in the air, and they were worried about Molun, and the heroes walked back and forth on the deck, "Big brother, let's make a move, if we don't make a move, Morun will be injured." The hero said. "Okay! We're ready to strike, and do our best to save Moron with one blow. Lie Yinghao said. Just when the two brothers wanted to fly forward to save Mo Lun, behind the black dragon monster, the sword light flashed, and a sharp blade cut down the head of the black dragon monster, and the black dragon monster felt a powerful spiritual power attacking him, this spiritual power is not weaker than Mo Lun's, if you don't care about him, you will definitely be injured; if you take back the spiritual power and use it to deal with this sword, then the five sword qi on the opposite side will attack you, and you may also be injured.

That is, the strength of the black dragon monster god in the later stage, his right hand was in front of Mo Lun's spiritual power, not letting him advance, freed his left hand, his body half turned, and smashed it backwards, boom, the two spiritual powers collided, and silver sparks appeared in the air, and Narcissus retreated backwards and drifted into the distance, and Mo Lun also withdrew the five-finger sword formation and floated in the opposite direction. "Xian'er, stop him for me for a while!" Mo Lun shouted at Narcissus. Narcissus heard Morun's shout, turned around and flew back in the direction of the black dragon monster, he knew that Morun must have his intentions, and he would never be untargeted.

Narcissus put the narcissus sword in his hand horizontally, his middle finger on the blade, a stream of blood flowed out of his middle finger, dripping onto the narcissus sword, only to hear the narcissus sword groan, as if to jump, and the drop of blood flowed down on the sword body, gradually integrated into the sword body, disappeared. Then a huge spiritual power poured out from the Narcissus Sword, and the Narcissus Sword flew out of Narcissus's hand with a jump, rising in the air against the storm, and instantly turned into a long sword the size of a hundred feet, whistling and slashing towards the black dragon monster.

Seeing this situation, the black dragon monster didn't dare to hold it up, and hurriedly raised the mace in his hand into the air, and looked out at the flying long sword, the hundred-foot long sword slashed towards the mace without reservation with a huge spiritual power, and every spike on the mace flashed with not weak spiritual power, and did not show weakness to the oncoming hundred-foot long sword, they met in the air, and they collided together, and they separated in an instant, but the long sword that had just flown out suddenly slashed downward, and the black dragon monster saw it, and hurriedly commanded the mace to meet it。 In this way, a long sword and a mace kept hitting each other in the air, and there was no difference between victory and defeat.

At this time, Mo Lun was sitting cross-legged in the air, his hands were sealed, standing in front of his chest, and then his hands were opened, and he continued to summon to the sea, and white mist began to appear on the sea surface, this mist continued to pour towards Mo Lun little by little, and drilled into Mo Lun's sea of qi, at the beginning, only the sea next to Mo Lun appeared fog, and the sea in the distance was calm, under the fog, bubbles began to appear in the water, and the aura in the water pierced out, gathering towards Mo Lun, and on the water in all directions, countless spiritual power vortices drilled into Mo Lun's body in a triangular pyramid shape。

The spiritual liquid in Mo Lun's qi sea was about to be full, but he felt that it was still not enough, and he might not be able to kill the black dragon monster with one blow, he endured the pain of the expansion of the qi sea, and re-sealed his hands, and fog appeared on the sea farther away from him, and it was also rolling in the direction of Mo Lun, and on the sea near him, there were constantly dead fish coming out of the bottom of the sea, revealing white fish bellies, floating on the sea.

There was really no place for spiritual energy in Mo Lun's sea of qi, so he gathered all his spiritual power into his fists, and then shouted, "Xian'er, come here." Hearing Mo Lun's shout, Narcissus didn't care about the long sword in the air, and flew straight in the direction of Mo Lun, and when he got behind Mo Lun, he made a move in the air, and the Narcissus Sword, which was fighting with the mace, took advantage of the moment of separation, quickly became smaller, and flew back into Narcissus's hand. "When the two of us are defeated, it's time for you to make a move. Mo Lun didn't explain to Narcissus, and after saying that, he slammed his fists at the black dragon monster.

"You two come to the wheel warfare, then I'll accompany you to play!" Seeing Mo Lun blast over with his fists, he thought that Mo Lun was going to use the wheel battle method to consume his spiritual power. But as soon as the black dragon monster finished speaking, he felt the existence of danger, this kind of spiritual power was something he had never felt, it was like a vast ocean, a steady stream of spiritual power slapped towards him wave after wave, and when it was not over, he felt the crisis, but after all, he was a strong man in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, how could he not have a little strength. Facing the surging spiritual power, the black dragon monster sat cross-legged, his hands sealed, and his body changed. (To be continued......)