Mo Jiyu was beaten into a demon cultivator by those elders and Feng Song, and the Ice Condensation Sword in her hand exuded a large amount of cold air, highlighting the mood of the master.

She just looked at the elders and Feng Song, and the face hidden under the hat showed a mocking smile, since you have come to frame me like this and want to kill me, then I will kill you first.

Mo Jiyu walked out with the Ice Condensation Sword, the momentum on her body was fully opened, she held the Ice Condensation Sword with both hands, plunged it into the ground fiercely, gritted her teeth and said: "Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting." ”

Seeing that the sky was snowing one after another, it was impossible to snow in this season, and they looked at this woman with full momentum in surprise and fear, being able to snow in such a large area, this woman's cultivation was still far from being comparable to them.

But Mo Jiyu is so young, how can he use such a ruthless trick?

Unless she was forcing herself to do so, then they still had a chance.

The ground of those secret realms was frozen, and the stones were frozen together. The turquoise surface of the lake in the distance was frozen all at once, as clear as a piece of jade.

And the elders actually felt that their blood began to slowly turn cold, a piercing cold crept up from their feet, their teeth chattered, and they realized that this woman had wanted them here from the beginning.

Mo Jiyu held the Ice Condensation Sword, raised his head and stared at the elders and Feng Song whispered a broken word, and the ice walls that were frozen with the stones of the secret realm exploded one after another, constantly attacking several people.

The four elders glanced at each other, rushed over with magic swords, and surrounded Mo Jiyu at an extremely fast speed.

The black-clothed elder facing Mo Jiyu's side attacked, and his sword was so powerful that it only stabbed at Mo Jiyu's throat.

And Mo Jiyu turned around slightly, and scattered with Yan Gexing, out of the range of the elder stabbing him.

Seeing the opportunity, the remaining four elders began to attack Mo Jiyu, and the three of them surrounded her at once, and the magic sword in their hands stabbed with a roar.

Seeing that Mo Jiyu was about to be stabbed by the magic swords of the four elders, the people around couldn't help but be a little nervous, but they felt that the strength of the elders of the Cangyun Sect was definitely not that weak.

Sure enough, they saw Mo Jiyu catch the Ice Condensation Sword that fell from the sky

She crossed her hands from side to side, the blade facing outwards as she grasped the magic sword and began to spin.

A strong wind blew from her side, and the strong wind neutralized the attacks of the four elders, and the strong wind brought by the magic sword also cut the clothes on the three elders.

Seeing that the clothes on their bodies were torn, the three elders gritted their teeth angrily, and actually used their spiritual power, slapped their palms into the strong wind, and hit Mo Jiyu's shoulder.

There was a pain in his shoulder, Mo Jiyu bit his lip in pain, and the magic sword in his hand also fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

Someone saw this elder use his spiritual power, but he didn't speak, after all, it was a wonderful thing to see the people of the Cangyun Sect suffering.

Mo Jiyu took out all the protective magic weapons in the bracelet and surrounded her heavily.

She pulled out the Ice Condensation Sword suddenly, and the cultivation on her body had spent most of her time in order to freeze thousands of miles, and in order to solve these elders, she cut her wrist at once, and the blood dyed the sword body red, and the patterns on the sword body showed the general vision of flames burning after sucking the blood.

Mo Jiyu touched her wrist to seal the wound, and rushed towards several elders with a sword in her red eyes, and she stabbed through the elder who looked weaker standing with a sword.

He also threw out a few ice needles to stop the elder who had been stabbed by himself.

And she sealed the elder's meridian dantian with an ice needle, so that he could only watch Mo Jiyu come over with a sword.

The white True Disciple Uniform of the Cangyun Sect on Mo Jiyu's body was stained with some blood, and it looked like a blood-stained Dark Night Shura.

And he could only watch with wide eyes as Mo Jiyu directly destroyed their dantian with his sword, and didn't even give him a chance to let out a painful cry.

Seeing that he had finished solving this elder, Mo Jiyu hurriedly took out several bottles of Restoration Pill from his bracelet and poured them into it, and then bandaged the wound on his wrist, and then went to solve the remaining elders.

An elder watched Mo Jiyu kill an elder of their sect, the spiritual power in his hand was chaotic, he swung his sword back, and the cyan wind swept the gravel on the ground and rushed towards Mo Jiyu, Mo Jiyu hurriedly condensed into an ice wall to resist.

But the ice wall was broken by the wind, and the ice wall was directly shattered.

And Mo Jiyu was also hit in the eye by the shattered ice slag, and something warm flowed down his eyes, and there was a trace of blood on the tip of his nose.

Mo Jiyu didn't dare to reach out and touch it at all, because she knew that her eyes were injured, and if she touched them with her hands, it would hurt even more.

And Feng Song watched as the white hat she was wearing was directly torn apart by the sword qi, and a narrow bloody wound directly crossed above those eyes.

Mo Jiyu spat out a mouthful of blood, his current cultivation is still not good enough to deal with these elders, his spiritual power is consumed too much, and he has lost some blood, which adds up to make his body weak.

Her eyes were black, and she endured the pain of her blood and qi surging up, and supported her body with the Ice Condensation Sword.

A crystal clear ice lotus condensed from the tips of her fingers, and she conjured up an ice dagger, which stabbed at her heart at once.

Feng Song looked at this scene, and suddenly felt a slight pain in his heart, and he wanted to stop her from acting like this.

Mo Jiyu's heart blood dripped down the dagger turned by the ice, she pulled out the ice dagger suddenly, and hurriedly put her other hand on her chest to treat the wound.

She wiped a handful of the blood on the ice dagger, and flicked the blood into the blooming ice lotus.

She couldn't help but raise her hand and lick her fingers stained with blood, now in this situation, she still can't waste her blood too much.

The blood stained her somewhat pale lips, and against the red light of the blood in her heart, her snow-white face looked strange, especially the closed eyes that looked very terrifying, which made people feel cold.

Mo Jiyu fused his own drop of essence blood into the ice lotus, and the ice lotus that got the essence blood was even colder, and the petals began to close, and each petal made a sizzling sound.

The ice lotus attacked the elders violently, and immediately divided into countless petals, surrounding several elders, and the sharp and extremely cold petals cut off all the hands and tendons of those elders, and the cold air entered the body and froze all those hands and tendons, and he became a waste for a while.

She coughed up a mouthful of blood, clutching her heart to calm her breathing.

Now that there was only one person left who hadn't died here, she looked at Feng Song with her feelings, so that Feng Song could just see the bloody wound on her eyelid.

Her consciousness was now completely blurred, with sharp pain in her eyes and a darkness that she couldn't see clearly.

She hurriedly took out a few bottles of elixir from the bracelet and ate them, but there was no way to eliminate the feeling of body collapse, and then she heard a thunderclap and came straight to her.

The first heavenly thunder accompanied by a huge thunderclap from the pitch-black thunderclouds and rushed straight towards Mo Ji Yu.

Feeling this menacing thunder, Mo Jiyu hurriedly enlarged the Ice Condensation Sword to resist the attack of this thunder, she supported the sword body with both hands, and the hard ice resisted the attack of the first thunder.

Although the first heavenly thunder disappeared, Mo Jiyu didn't dare to take it lightly at all, it seems that Feng Song's cultivation is a thunder system exercise, and he hides his strength,

There must be a lot of heavenly thunder in the future, and it will definitely not end just like this.

Sure enough, the second heavenly thunder slashed down from the pitch-black thunderclouds, emitting a huge light, and came straight to Mo Jiyu in the secret realm.

The second heavenly thunder directly slashed at Mo Jiyu's ice, she couldn't help but run more spiritual power to maintain this barrier, and the second heavenly thunder and the ice slowly dissipated after competing with each other for a while.

At the same time, the ice made a cracking sound and fell to the ground as a pile of ice slag.

Mo Jiyu felt the cold air on the pile of ice slag disappear, and was silent for a while.

And at this time, the third heavenly thunder came down again, and it dived directly into the secret realm, without making any sound, but it collided directly with the protective magic weapon that Mo Jiyu took out, and the bright light emitted illuminated the entire secret realm.

Mo Jiyu couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, this day the thunder is only the third way has such power, how to deal with it later?

The fourth and fifth heavenly thunders came again, attacking those protective magic weapons one after another, the heavenly thunder disappeared, and those protective magic weapons were also scorched black, and all of them lost their effect.

Mo Jiyu didn't feel heartache about the consumption of these protective magic weapons, she just wondered if she would die under the attack of the Heavenly Thunder.

Her body was full of momentum, and the Ice Condensation Sword in her hand also exuded a cold aura, she estimated the strength of the fourth heavenly thunder, and decided to forcibly use the tenth layer of the Ice Lotus Secret Method: Youyi Ephemeral

She closed her eyes, and the Ice Condensation Sword floated in front of her, and the index finger of her right hand and the middle turn were pressed together on the Ice Condensing Sword, and the fingertips were stained with blood.

She drew a twelve-petaled blooming blood lotus with her fingers in midair, and the blood lotus emitted a beautiful blood-colored light, which was attached to the Ice Condensation Sword, making the entire sword glow blood-colored.

Mo Jiyu held the sword, and in the face of the roaring thunder and the heavenly thunder that was about to blind people's eyes, he slashed it fiercely.

The blood-colored lotus wrapped the heavenly thunder tightly and engulfed the heavenly thunder.

Seeing this, Mo Jiyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seems that the flash of the day has an effect on the heavenly thunder, but I don't know how long it can last. And the meridians on her body began to break at this moment.

The seventh and eighth Heavenly Thunder Mo Ji Rain all engulfed the Heavenly Thunder with a flash of grace, but she gradually felt that her spiritual power was not enough, and she kept panting, supporting her body with the Ice Condensation Sword.

The ninth heavenly thunder Mo Jiyu barely resisted it with Youtan, but the Ice Condensation Sword had cracks, Mo Jiyu looked at the cracks on the body of the Ice Condensation Sword in distress, knowing that the Ice Condensation Sword would not last long, and hurriedly withdrew the Ice Condensation Sword.

The tenth heavenly thunder slashed, and there was nothing that could resist the attack of the heavenly thunder, Mo Jiyu's hand clenched his fist tightly,

Three heavenly thunderbolts slashed down one after another, and they slashed straight into Mo Jiyu's body.

The pain was so severe that she couldn't breathe at all, and she fell to the ground all of a sudden, her slender and beautiful hands clutching the ground, and her fingertips were bleeding.

Mo Jiyu coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the pain of broken meridians made her cry out, and Feng Song looked at Mo Jiyu's painful scene, and she was also a little unbearable, but.

The thundercloud seemed to understand that the heavenly thunder in front of him did not play any role at all, and the power of the heavenly thunder behind him was even more amazing.

Mo Jiyu had already endured the twentieth heavenly thunder, and her consciousness was now completely blurred, and she couldn't even see what was in front of her.

She hurriedly ate a few bottles of elixir, but there was no way to get rid of the feeling that her body was on the verge of death, she held an ice blade in her hand and slashed it at her neck.

Blood gushed out at once, and she tried to open her eyes to see the sky, but she couldn't open them because of too much pain.

She was so tired of living that she thought that she would get better after joining the Cangyun Sect, but fate still didn't let her go.

Feng Song watched a large amount of blood flow out of her neck, her hands trembled fiercely, and she hurriedly collected her spiritual power and went straight to Mo Jiyu.

The shrunken purple lightning thunder cage and the hellfire tightly trapped inside emitted a scorching red light, lighting up one flame after another on Wind Howling's body.

And Yan Gexing showed a smile at this moment, he held the Sky Breaking Sword, laughed in a low voice, and was extraordinarily infiltrating, he rushed over and stabbed Feng Xiao with the Sky Breaking Sword several times.

In the end, Feng Xiao was trapped by the purple lightning thunder cage, and could only stare at Yan Gexing deadly, suppressing the severe pain on his body.

And Yan Gexing aimed the tip of the sword at Feng Xiao's eyelids at this moment, and his hand holding the Sky Breaking Sword trembled, making Feng Xiao tremble in the night.

Yan Gexing held his breath and brought the Sky-Breaking Sword close to Feng Xiao's eyelids, as long as he used a little force, he could pierce the thin eyelids, and Feng Xiao could also feel that the tip of the needle was on his eyelids, and even when he couldn't help blinking his eyes, the tip of the needle slashed through his eyelids and brought a tingling pain.

In the end, Yan Gexing said to the wind whistle: "Goodbye!"

In the next second, the sharp sword cut through Feng Xiao's eyes, and before he could let out a cry of pain, Yan Gexing wiped his neck with a sword and dug out his heart.

Looking at the golden heart, he shattered it into a pile of minced flesh with a single sword, and turned away.

All that was left was the body of the howling wind lying in the dark cracks, covered in blood and dust.

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 threw the hell flame that obediently fell in his palm onto the purple lightning thunder cage, and the purple lightning thunder cage immediately turned into a fire cage.

The flames ignited on Wind Howling's body, and Wind Howling had to immediately extinguish the flames on his body.

And the purple lightning thunder cage is constantly shrinking at this moment, and even the hell flame is constantly shrinking, blocking the wind howling.