Feng Xiao saw that the two of them had the potential to join forces, and he didn't pay too much attention to it, after all, he was an orthodox god, and the two in front of him were just one pair of god bones, and the other was just a half-body, and he was not his opponent at all.

Feng Xiao obviously forgot that he had suffered at the hands of these two Rao.

Mo Jiyu looked at Feng Xiao's arrogant attitude, and knew that he must look down on himself and Yan Gexing, but even if the two of them couldn't defeat Feng Xiao, it was impossible for Feng Xiao to kill the two of them.

Mo Jiyu looked down, looked at the brand-new magic sword in Yan Gexing's hand, and couldn't help asking, "Have you changed to a new magic sword?"

Yan Gexing also glanced down at the broken sword in his hand and nodded.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Jiyu, thinking very much that this sword was a crucian carp, you fulfilled me.

"This sword is called broken. Yan Gexing whispered.

Mo Jiyu nodded, this name is in line with this magic sword, and it is also in line with the exercises he is practicing now.

Feng Xiao saw that these two people were talking about this magic sword, and he didn't take him to heart at all, and he was very irritable.

He suddenly clenched the transparent magic sword with the golden dragon swimming, and the cloak he was wearing was blown by the sudden wind.

Mo Jiyu and Yan Gexing suddenly became serious, and they couldn't help but clench their magic swords and look at Feng Xiao.

Wind Howling's transparent golden dragon's swimming magic sword swung and formed a wind word in the air.

Feng Xiao looked at Mo Jiyu and Yan Gexing coldly, and said in a low voice: "The wind is in the Three Realms - the wind roars!"

A gust of wind blew the golden light and white mist in Mo Jiyu and Yan Gexing's field of vision, allowing the two of them to see what kind of evil was buried under the golden light and white mist.

The ghost stiff took the dagger that was bubbling with death and was constantly mutilating the people in the immortal cultivation realm, dissecting their dantian, and taking out the dantian alive, turning it into a white bone and rotten flesh and blood.

Mo Jiyu suddenly felt a burst of nausea, she didn't expect this Dao to be so disgusting at all, she was just thinking about whether Dao killing herself was to pave the way for Yan Gexing, but seeing this bloody scene now, she was a pervert just debuting.

Seeing the howling wind roaring towards the two of them with golden light and white mist, Mo Jiyu hurriedly built a blue ice wall in front of the two people, forcibly weakening the power of the wind.

And Yan Gexing used the broken sword to use the first decision of the break: breaking the body.

Purple lightning wrapped the golden sword body, Yan Gexing swung his sword over, and directly broke through the tall blue wall, but there was no trace left on the blue wall, and he roared directly towards the howling wind.

The sword qi wielded by the two true divine swords collided with each other, causing Lin to have a vision, and the purple thunder and lightning rolled up the violent wind, causing black thunderclouds to roll in.

Mo Jiyu watched a large black thundercloud rolling in, couldn't help but think for a while, and asked the dog son: If I use the trick of freezing thousands of miles and drifting snow, will it make it rain in this air.

The dog son was silent for a moment, estimated the possibility of the main master's behavior, and finally replied: It stands to reason that it is possible, now you only need to find a person who cultivates the fire system exercises to help you.

Mo Jiyu thought of Senior Sister Rushuang, what Senior Sister practiced was not the fire system exercises, so she said to her dog son: Thank you, I have a way.

Mo Jiyu hurriedly contacted Rushuang and let Rushuang run the Red Flame Whip when she saw that she was snowing in the air.

Rushuang agreed to actively cooperate with her sister's behavior.

Mo Jiyu looked at the two entangled Feng Xiao and Yan Gexing again, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, and cut his wrist with the blue Ice Condensation Sword, letting the Ice Condensation Sword suck his own blood.

After the Ice Condensation Sword was full of blood, the blue magic sword was faintly bloody, Mo Jiyu inserted the Ice Condensation Sword into the Lin, and said in a dumb voice: "Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting!"

The ground began to freeze from the moment Mo Jiyu inserted the Ice Condensation Sword, and even some people who couldn't find their way in the golden light and white mist couldn't help but slip under their feet and almost fell down.

At this time, the goose feather snow began to fall, like frost standing in the golden white mist, stepping on the smooth ground, the eyes staring closely at the goose feather snow, and the red flame whip in his hand flickered with flames.

She whipped and whipped a large amount of flames into the goose feather snow, watching the goose feather snow melt directly from the large amount of flames, stretching out the mist in mid-air.

Mo Jiyu looked at these mist and felt that the heat was not enough, but in this golden light mist, Senior Sister Rushuang's cultivation was greatly restricted, and there was no way to achieve the effect she wanted.

It would be nice if there was a flame like the Hell Fire at this time, and it would be able to melt the goose feather snow directly.

She couldn't help but look at Yan Gexing, and Yan Gexing also paid a little attention to Mo Jiyu at this time, and immediately understood what she meant.

He used the second decisive decision - Breaking Blood.

The purple lightning turned into a huge lightning prison and tightly enveloped Wind Howling inside, and Wind Howling tried to touch the purple lightning, but was suddenly paralyzed by the purple lightning.

And Yan Gexing immediately drew out the flame mark in the center of his eyebrows at this moment, and a hell flame immediately appeared on his palm.

As soon as the hellish flame appeared, the scorching feeling in the air was extremely uncomfortable, and Mo Jiyu couldn't help but increase the spiritual power that was running the Ice Lotus Secret Method, making the scorching feeling that tightly wrapped himself go.

The hell fire grew bigger and bigger in Yan Gexing's hands, gradually melting the white mist around it.

And Feng Xiao, who was trapped in the purple lightning thunder cage, kept holding the divine sword of the transparent golden dragon swimming and slashing at the purple lightning thunder cage, trying to stop these two Rao plans.

Yan Gexing threw the hellish flame into the air, and soon melted the goose feather snow that was blowing up and down in mid-air without a trace.

Seeing this, Mo Jiyu immediately put her palms together, closed her eyes and silently recited the Ice Lotus Heart Method, the shape of a huge ice lotus gradually appeared behind her, and gradually turned from virtual to real, and the ice lotus slowly bloomed, flying in the direction of the Hell Fire.

The Ice Lotus trapped the Hell Flame in it, constantly releasing cold air, and the Hell Flame emitted even hotter flames in the Ice Lotus, and through that layer of ice, only the red light inside could be seen.

This Ice Lotus and Hell Yanhuo resisted each other, emitting a large amount of white mist, Mo Jiyu knew at a glance that the power of the Ice Lotus was not enough, and directly used his spiritual power to turn into an ice dagger, and stabbed directly into his chest.