Sha Wubei felt that the Qianyuan Clutch True Yan behind him was rushing towards him, and he couldn't help but fly out of the sky, there was a strong enemy in front of him, and there was a fire in the back, and he was killed on the spot if he was not careful, and he didn't have time to think about why the Clutch True Yan did not return to the Dragon Snake Bowl, he screamed and shook his hand, and shot out a talisman and flew to the side of Qianzhang Kai. Mo Yongfeng looked at it carefully, it was a silver glittering spell, it was full of mysterious and inexplicable fonts, under the sunlight reflection, a silver villain flipped endlessly on the surface of the rune paper, and Mo Yongfeng, who was stabbing at Sha Wubei with a sword, paused at that time, and exclaimed: "Shifting shape?"

Sha Lao Mo hit that talisman is the shape-shifting shadow rune, this shape-shifting magic power is the Mahayana monk's unique magic power, this kind of magic power is no longer a magic in the world, the Mahayana realm monk is already half a foot into the immortal world, as long as you survive the catastrophe, you can directly fly into the immortal. The monks of the Mahayana realm are not unfounded to claim the invincibility of the world, this transformation is one of the important reliance, if the cultivation is profound, it is enough to instantly break through the space barrier and directly reach tens of thousands of miles away, it is really the only way to save life, the Mahayana monks have such magical powers, even if they are besieged, they can get out of danger in an instant.

If there is a Mahayana monk who is proficient in the way of the talisman, he can depict it on the rune, and the person who holds the talisman only needs to use the true yuan mana to catalyze it and beat it, and then he can activate this supernatural power. It's just that after this god passed against the sky and was portrayed on the captive, it was difficult to achieve the effect of thousands of miles in an instant, and it was already the limit to reach a distance of more than a thousand zhang. However, below the Mahayana realm, if you can teleporte thousands of zhang away during the battle, you can die without worry. At present, what this Sha Wubei launched is this shapeshifting shadow change rune, this rune refining is extremely time-consuming, Mahayana monks are facing the heavenly calamity, they are generally busy cultivating, how can they have time to refine such a useless rune for themselves, so this shapeshifting shadow change rune has very little existence in the cultivation realm.

After the rune was played, Mo Yifeng knew that this sword was about to fail. Sure enough, the Sha Wubei in front of him disappeared in an instant, and then his figure appeared in the place where the rune disappeared. Seeing that the Qianyuan Clutch Zhenyan, who originally pounced on Sha Wubei's back, rushed towards him, Mo Yongfeng waved his sword, and the menacing Clutch Zhenyan immediately retreated, and Sha Wubei, who was in shock more than a thousand zhang away, couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this, he didn't expect that Mo Yongfeng's manipulation of this flame in front of him had reached such a realm, and he had not completely mastered the dragon and snake bowl because of the exercises, so this Qianyuan clutch Zhenyan had not been refined, and could only control the dragon and snake bowl to indirectly command the clutch Zhenyan, but he never thought that the control of this flame was seized by Mo Yifeng, and he almost fell into a heel。

Sha Wubei didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly summoned the dragon snake bowl back, urged with all his might, and took the Qianyuan clutch Zhenyan back into the bowl, seeing that the terrifying flame reluctantly returned to the dragon and snake bowl, Sha Wubei breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the magic weapon that has not been completely refined in the future cannot be taken out casually against the enemy, otherwise it may not be what kind of changes will occur. Mo Yifeng saw that Sha Wubei hurriedly took back the clutch true flame, and he didn't stop it, but just looked at the old demon from a distance.

Sha Wubei put the dragon and snake bowl into the storage ring, and looked at Mo Yifeng with a cold expression in the distance, at this time he was already retreating. Born in the East China Sea, he only now knows the essence of this Zihua Immortal Mansion, any monk in the main gate can compete with him, and even have a slight upper hand, which makes Sha Wubei, who has lived for nearly a thousand years, have a trace of fear in his heart, but he is now difficult to ride a tiger, and he has already offended this Miao Chengzong by making a lot of nonsense, and he can't be good in the future.

Just when the Blood Demon Old Ancestor Sha was thinking about a plan to get out, the Mo Yifeng in front of him had already launched. After a series of battles, Mo Yongfeng has already figured out the reality of this demon, and the time has been delayed for too long, so it is better to solve it as soon as possible. With a long roar, the sword light in his hand turned into dozens, and then dispersed, splitting into hundreds of sharp lightsaber phantoms, under the continuous internal force of Mo Yifeng, these phantoms gradually condensed, like a sword made of the qi of Gengjin, and in an instant, the dazzling brilliance shone in the sky above the entire Miao Cheng Sect, which was Mo Yifeng's famous stunt Splitting Light Glimpse Sword.

Mo Yifeng pinched the sword trick, pointed his hand, and the flying sword transformed into thousands of innate Yuan Magnetic Geng Golden Sword Gang went straight to Sha Wubei, Sha Wubei was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly threw up a blue handkerchief-like magic weapon to block the front of him, and then sacrificed the swinging sword again, wanting to block this rain-like flying sword. This Mo Yifeng is worthy of being the first person in the Miaocheng Sect to cultivate the sword except for the master, the innate Gengjin body has already tempered his sword qi to the extreme, and the sword light condensed by the handle of Gengjin Sword Gang hit the light blue handkerchief magic weapon like raindrops, and instantly smashed the talisman magic weapon of the four grades into a sieve, and under the influence of his mind, Sha Wubei, whose magic weapon was destroyed, felt that his soul seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer, and his heart was terrified.

He never expected that this Mo Yifeng's swordsmanship cultivation had reached such a point, and he immediately began to regret his reckless behavior in his heart, but it was too late at this time. Seeing that the handkerchief-like magic weapon was shot down, Mo Yifeng shook his hand, and the remaining hundreds of flying swords went towards Sha Wubei under the swinging sword, Sha Lao Mo hurriedly turned the bell body, in a vain attempt to counteract the attack of the flying sword, a handle of the light sword hit the bell body directly, Sha Wubei felt as if he was tied to a tree and let thousands of demon beasts hit him, it was like his muscles and bones were cracked, and he was terrified at the moment.

The thousands of sword lights slammed into the body of the bell of the swinging spirit, and the originally smooth and flat body of the bell was already uneven and full of holes. Accompanied by the fierce rain of light swords, Mo Yifeng's heavy blow, the bladeless sword that opened and closed widely, slashed at the body of the bell that had long been dimmed, and made a huge sound that shook the sky, accompanied by the roar of the ten thousand disciples below. The previous arrogance of Na Sha Wubei had already made these disciples hold their breath, and now that they were suppressed by Mo Yifeng and couldn't raise their heads, they couldn't help but cheer loudly.

The fighting method of sword cultivation is the most suitable for the taste of these young disciples, let you conspire and use all means, I will break the bond with a sword, and kill you in the dark. As Mo Yifeng once again took out the sword, the blood of the disciples in the sect was boiled by the blood of this world-famous sword cultivator, and it was another good word. Mo Yifeng, who was above the sky, seemed to be aroused by this applause, and he no longer counted the weakness of the magic weapon in front of him, and slashed it straight away, but to see how long the turtle shell in front of him could last.

Gan Ping, who was standing behind the elders, couldn't help but see his blood boiling, when a good man came, he should jump, and when he went, he would be resolute, and fighting with others was like this to be happy enough, and he couldn't help but shout a few times with the disciples below. The immature children's voice sounded behind the elders, these elders couldn't help but look at each other, but they were seriously full of excitement, this cultivation time has been a long time, and they have long forgotten what is called young blood, and today they were provoked by this earth-shattering battle, and they couldn't help but rub their hands, hoping that it was themselves who chased Sha Wubei in the sky. There were even a few hot-tempered elders who glanced at the corners of their eyes, and decided to go back and fight to see if their old arms and legs were okay.

Sha Wubei was about to cry under the swinging sword, feeling the power from Mo Yunfeng's sword, he didn't even have the strength to pull out his hand to release the magic weapon to block it, he only tried his best to protect the body of the bell, so as not to be cut by someone with a sword and take his head. Originally, he thought that this Mo Yongfeng had cultivated a Gengjin sword qi, and the sharpness was enough, but it definitely couldn't last, if it could support it for a while, there would definitely be a chance to turn the tables. Only now did he realize that he was wrong, and he was very wrong, the true essence of the person in front of him was so strong that it was rare in the world.

This made Sha Wubei a little confused, this Geng metal aura is the most hurtful, if ordinary people absorb some, it will definitely take several days to repair the meridians damaged by the Gengjin Qi, so the monks who have practiced the golden magic power in the five elements are all sharp in attack, but they can't last. But the person in front of him broke this common sense, not only the sword qi is unparalleled, but the true yuan is also more profound, which makes Sha Wubei feel aggrieved for a while, aren't you afraid that Gengjin's qi (forbidden word) will explode your dantian?

Every time Mo Yifeng took out the sword, he felt hearty, this is the feeling, since the death of his beloved disciple, his heart was depressed and he no longer had the happiness and hatred of the past, and this cultivation stopped at the peak of this Yuanying realm, and he did not make any progress for more than ten years. But the accumulation of more than ten years is not trivial, Mo Yifeng was originally a cultivator who stepped into the realm of Yuan Shen with half a foot, and it was only because of the depression of his mind that he did not enter the realm at all, and today's battle ended in a hearty way, if it weren't for this old demon of the sand, where would I find the magic weapon of this second grade and quickly split hundreds of swords? What's more, Mo Yifeng found that after absorbing the snow clouds in the sky, the originally extremely hard bell body actually became very tough, if it was still the swinging spirit sword at the beginning of the battle, it would have been shattered before more than a hundred swords, but now it is still barely supporting.

The angerless real person below also saw the signs, and couldn't help but show joy on his face, and said, "This Senior Brother Mo, I'm afraid it's about to break through." The elders behind him were shocked, they didn't expect that this Mo Yifeng would actually break through the peak of the Yuan Infant under such circumstances, and go straight to the Yuan God realm.

Above the sky, Mo Yifeng took a deep breath, and under the guidance of the qi machine, the spiritual energy within dozens of miles was absorbed by it, and even the sword light on the mountain protection array that relied on the spiritual veins was shaking, obviously because of the lack of spiritual power. Absorbing this huge aura, Mo Yongfeng let out a dragon roar, and the sword-shaped Gang Qi that was originally shrouded in the body changed dramatically, condensing about an inch from the thickness of the original body a few feet away from the body, and then swelled up again, turning into a faint human form, at this moment Mo Yongfeng finally broke through the peak of the Yuan Ying and officially became a great monk of the Yuan Shen realm. Two sword lights shot out of his eyes, and with a fierce sword, he slashed head-on at the broken and ruined sword, and today you will definitely be killed!