However, about thirty miles, everyone still didn't breathe a sigh of relief, but another palm pressed towards them, although this palm was not as strong as the previous one, but it was enough to kill most of the Jiedan monks!

Jiang Huai waved his sleeves again, and after pushing the eleven people a few feet away, his spiritual power rolled over, and he rushed forward brazenly, wanting to learn from Chen Fan, and carry it hard with his own strength!

The ten Qi cultivators were full of despair, but no one would help him, after all, this was a glimmer of life that Chen Fan and Jiang Huai had fought for them with their lives!

Mu Lan glanced at the giant palm mixed with terrifying power, if Jiang Huai alone carried it, he would definitely die, it was better to carry it with him, so that both of them were seriously injured, and at the same time they still had a trace of vitality, they had the premise of deep friendship!

Mu Lan was also like Jiang Huai, pushing the ten people again, that is, more than ten zhang away, with the backlash of serious injuries, he tried his best to use all his strength, and he was brazen with Jiang. Huai rushed to the giant palm!

Jiang Huai saw that Mu Lan rushed over with him, and he couldn't help but be a little shocked in his heart, and nodded at her slightly. What responded to him was just Mu Lan's sweet smile!

"Boom!"

After a loud bang, the giant palm was shattered, collapsed in an instant, and turned into nothingness! And Jiang Huai and Mu Lan smashed directly into the sea like a kite with a broken string!

Jianghuai is fine, only seriously injured, and has not passed out yet. But Mu Lan was a little miserable, her muscles and veins were broken, not only unconscious, but even her breath was weak and terrifying, but she didn't die!

Jiang Huai swam towards her in pain, took Mu Lan, who was bleeding from the seven orifices, into his arms, and rushed out of the sea with her in his arms.

"Brother Chen, where are you......" Jiang Huai's face was complicated, even if he entered the water again just now, he couldn't see Chen Fan's figure.

He sighed lightly and rushed towards Dream Island with Mu Lan in his arms.

And in the sky, the two Yuanying monks of the Ziming Pavilion were retreating one after another, and they had already shown their defeat, but even so, they slapped them twice at any cost, trying to kill them!

But the two palms failed to kill these ant-like monks, which inevitably made the two Yuanying monks of the Ziming Pavilion a little annoyed.

"Hmph, a virtual cloud, a real cloud, a good Ziming twins! But it seems that the so-called Ziming twins are just false names, and they can't even kill a group of ants, which is really a shame for our Yuanying monk!"

One of the Bloody Cloth Sect's Yuan Infant Cultivators sneered and spoke, his tone very contemptuous.

"Mo Yang, you are only thirty years earlier than my two brothers, if it weren't for the fact that there are many of you today, it is impossible to say who will win and who will lose!"

"Then even if there are a lot of us, but don't you still can't kill this group of ants with two palms, and you haven't even killed a single one, isn't it waste?" The strong, rugged monk of the Bloody Cloak Sect sneered, his tone even more disdainful.

Shi Yunzi stepped out in one step, pinched his hands and said: "Hmph, that's also my Ziming Pavilion's business, if you have the ability, you can kill it, my brothers will never stop it, take your leave!"

After that, Shi Yunzi and Xu Yunzi disappeared directly out of thin air, and the three of them couldn't stop it at all!

After all, when they reached the Yuan Infant Stage, if they really wanted to kill the monks of the same realm, it would be extremely difficult, and if they wanted to escape, they would not be able to stop them at all!

Therefore, most of the fighting methods of the Yuanying monks are mainly based on containment and countering, and if they really want to kill the other party, self

You will inevitably pay a huge price!

Seeing the two of them leave instantly, the three of them didn't care, but instead looked at the nineteenth squad and Jiang Huai, who was flying with Mu Lan in his arms!

"These ten people are all ants, but these two are the only ones...... Whether it is heart or strength, it is rare, and it can be accepted into my Blood Clothes Sect!"

The short old man of the Bloody Cloak Sect looked at the two of them, and seemed to see a little shadow of his past.

"It's all up to Mo Lao's arrangement!" Mo Yang and Tuoba Mountain glanced at each other, and respectfully bowed their hands and spoke!

After all, this old man looks ordinary, but his status is much higher than them, this Mo Lao is the only junior disciple of the Bloody Cloth Sect Transformation God Ancestor today!

Moreover, his cultivation has also stepped into the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant, which is much higher than the middle stage of the two Yuan Infants!

"Kill those ten people, these two people will be trained well, and they will become Yuan Ying, but it's a pity that the demon cultivator before, otherwise if you recruit them, you will almost book a god master!" Mo Lao said with a pity on his face.

"Mo Lao, why do you say that, although that demon cultivation is extraordinary, the way of transforming into a god is really not necessarily. Tuoba Mountain casually pressed towards the ten people, the heavens and the earth squeezed, and the ten people were pressed into tissue paper in a moment!

Jiang Huai stopped with a wry smile, and said softly to Mu Lan: "I can't go, I have to fall here to see you, you and me." ”

"That kid is full of luck, and that anger is actually the result of his slaughter of several sect forces! When I went to the north a few years ago, I happened to meet the Fire Dragon Boy and the Flowing Firefly Fairy...... There was a foundation-building monk who slaughtered the four northern seas, and almost slaughtered a sect in the four-ring sea area! Now that I think about it, what they are talking about should be the foundation-building demon cultivator who is just now!"

As Mo Lao spoke, he slowly landed about twenty feet in front of Jiang Huai, smiling kindly, looking at Jiang Huai who looked embarrassed.

After hearing this, Mo Yang and Tuoba Shan looked strange, they also heard about it, but they really didn't expect to meet here, and at the same time, they felt a little pity, such a good seedling is too suitable for cultivating the inheritance method of the Blood Clothes Sect!

"The three of them are all Yuanying monks, and the juniors know that they can't beat them, so they ask the three seniors to give them a good time!" Jiang Huai said bluntly, without any fear on his face.

"It's a good man, the old man asked you, you are so loyal to that Ziming Pavilion, just now when you were leaving, they gave you two full palms, but we didn't! Your good brother is also unknown because of this, don't you want to take revenge?" Mo Lao stroked his beard and smiled, very patient.

"Disloyal, but I'm already an iron cultivator ......of the Ziming Pavilion Law Enforcement Hall" Jiang Huai shook his head, and was interrupted by Mo Lao just as he spoke.

The old man is the only junior disciple of the Bloody Cloth Sect Transformation God Ancestor, if you want the two of you to come to my Bloody Cloth Sect, the old man promises to do his best to cultivate the two of you! It is much better than you being cannon fodder in the Ziming Pavilion!" Mo Lao opened his mouth with a smile, glanced at the waist cards of the two of them, and shook his head with a smile.

Jiang Huai was stunned for a moment, and then said with a confused face: "This is a ...... Solicitation?"

"Sort of. Mo Lao nodded.

"Boy, don't be embarrassed, Mo Lao's status is noble, even if it is in the entire Third Ring Sea, it is also famous, and I invite you only when I appreciate you!" Mo Yang frowned and said coldly.

"Yes, yes

It's not that Mo Lao has always admired you juniors, if I said that since I don't want to come to the Blood Clothes Sect, it would be good to slap me to death, so that at least there will be a lot of trouble in the future!"

Jiang Huai shuddered all over his body, and looked at the burly Tuoba Mountain blankly.

"Little friend, what do you think?" Mo Lao smiled and waved his hand at Tuoba Mountain, telling him not to get excited.

"I don't have any sense of belonging to Ziming Pavilion, so there's no problem joining you. Jiang Huai calmed down and spoke slowly.

"Then what else do you say, let's go, take you back to the Bloody Clothes Sect, and you will all be your own people in the future!" Tuoba Mountain directly took Jiang Huai's hand and wanted to take him back.

"Slow down the mountain, don't be rude!" Mo Lao said quietly, so that Tuoba Mountain couldn't help but stop, and looked at Mo Lao with a puzzled expression.

"What do you want, mention. Mo Lao seemed to have known what Jiang Huai wanted to say, so he smiled in advance and spoke.

"Thank you seniors! juniors can join the Bloody Clothes Sect, but please go into the sea to find Brother Chen, even if it's just a corpse!" Jiang Huai said in a deep voice, with a serious expression.

He concluded that this was not a very demanding request and would have agreed!

"Okay, Xiaomo Xiaoshan, the two of you go to find the previous demon cultivator, even if it's a corpse, drag it up for me!" Mo Lao looked at Jiang Huai deeply, and felt that he was not wrong, and being affectionate and righteous was the big husband!

"Yes!"

Although Mo Yang and Tuoba Mountain were reluctant, they didn't say much, and after arching their hands towards Mo Lao, they rushed directly into the sea!

After the two of them sank into the sea one after another, Mo Lao continued to speak.

"You are the descendant of the Jiang family, could it be that Jiang Huai, the boiling son of the Jiang family ten years ago, is you?" Mo Lao spoke in a strange tone, and at the same time, his eyes became strange.

"It's me. Jiang Huai nodded awkwardly.

"Jiang Lao'er doesn't know how to look at people, although he is a generation of heroes, but he let the most incompetent Jiang Feng inherit the family position, and let your father Jiang Feng kill several other brothers! Your Jiang family will definitely decline in the future, now Jiang Lao'er can still be suppressed, what can be done, as far as I know, your grandfather's injuries have never healed at all, and the time is only in the past twenty years. Boss Mo looked at Jiang Huai meaningfully and spoke indifferently.

"After the death of the Jiang family, I will re-establish the Jiang family, and I don't have to bother with my predecessors!" Jiang Huai's face changed, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"It doesn't matter, after all, it's your family affair, I just want to tell you that even if the Jiang family expells you from the door, my Blood Clothes Sect is willing to accept you and cultivate you! You shouldn't be buried, you should go and compete with the starry sky!" Mo Lao shook his head, and after saying such a cloudy sentence, he slowly closed his eyes.

"It's time to compete with the starry sky...... Jiang Huai was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he bowed down to Mo Lao.

"In this world, I am bound to fight for a place!"

Jiang Huai thought silently in his heart, and looked at the sea again.

"Brother Chen, if you are still alive, why don't you want to see me? If you die, I will definitely fulfill my oath and establish an era that belongs to us! Let us control our own destiny!"

After the two incense sticks, two figures rushed out of the sea one after another! Mo Lao seemed to sense it and slowly opened his eyes.