Similar to the white bone staff of the three elders, this scorpion tail whip is also refined by Mo Jie's own materials, this powerful sect leader of Zoroastrianism, the body is a very poisonous fire scorpion, which has a unique advantage in the absorption and refining of fire aura.

His scorpion tail whip was refined by his own broken tail, and he has always kept it with him. However, he also has a strong regeneration ability, and after the tail is broken, it can grow again, but it is not afraid to become a scorpion without a tail. And all parts of his body can basically be broken and reborn, and some parts of his body, like this scorpion tail whip, have been refined into all kinds of heavy treasures by him, which is also the strength of Mo Jie.

Seeing this never-before-seen scorpion tail whip, Gu Yuntian's spirit lifted, and the Sky Splitting Axe swung horizontally and horizontally, and for a while, all directions were full of axe shadows as heavy as mountains, and the water caused by the range could not be splashed. Mo Jie's scorpion tail whip, which can be soft or hard, long or short, unpredictable, was originally an extremely difficult Qimen blade to deal with, relying on this blade Mo Jie often has the upper hand when he fights with people, making the opponent tired to deal with. But now that I have encountered Gu Yuntian's unreasonable style of play, no matter what changes you have, I can only use my strength to break the enemy, and the strong strength makes Mo Jie, who has reached the peak of the psychic realm, helpless, as long as the scorpion tail whip encounters the Sky Splitting Axe, it will be immediately shattered, and any ingenious changes will be eliminated invisibly!

The phantom scorpion tail whip turned into a dead snake, which did not play any role, and only made Mo Jie's heart feel aggrieved and secretly annoyed, but Gu Yuntian's strong strength made Mo Jie's monk angry, and he was about to explode. A dignified Mo Jie, who is at the peak of the spiritual realm of the spirit race, and whose body is also known for his strength and strength, is actually no match for a human race immortal cultivator in terms of strength, and he is completely suppressed, so forced that he can't even breathe!

Up to now, Mo Jie had no time to distinguish at all, and the one who was fighting with him in front of him was none other than the Demon Clan Tianjiao of the Cave Heaven Mansion, who won the championship in the Spirit Realm Contest and overwhelmed the elites of all races with amazing strength. But it's no wonder he can't tell the difference, not to mention that Gu Yuntian's body can only be regarded as thin compared to the demon race, and fundamentally, he is a real human race.

It was not that Mo Jie didn't want to break through the encirclement of Gu Yuntian's sky-filled axe shadow, but he was ashamed and sad to find that he couldn't break through at all, no matter how hard he tried, as soon as the scorpion tail whip touched the sky splitting axe, it was collapsed and bounced high, and the figure he rushed forward was like being hit half by a sledgehammer, and he couldn't help but fly out with the scorpion tail whip!

However, although Gu Yuntian had an axe shadow and wrapped Mo Jie in it, he could not pose a mortal threat to him. Mo Jie's profound cultivation has actually made him invincible, Gu Yuntian seems to have the upper hand, but in fact, his work is fruitless, and once he is exhausted, he will not be able to trap Mo Jie. Once Mo Jie's monk got out of trouble, he would immediately be able to counterattack Gu Yuntian.

Similarly, the three elders were exhausted by Su Aotian's beating, and even suffered a lot of flesh and skin, but this kind of fierce offensive could not be full of all the effort every blow, and the three elders' rough skin and thick spirit clan body could naturally withstand it. There was no mortal threat, no amount of blows would help, and although the three elders were embarrassed, their lives were absolutely safe.

The four elders were controlling the golden giant sword, and they were still fighting viciously with the Supreme Ding, the great elder hid aside and gasped, and the two Jiuxiao Mountain Spirit Clans, who were at the peak of the psychic realm, glanced at each other with a sharp heart, and suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the frost and moon, thousands of tight, snatching the treasure weapon is the first priority!

In the face of these two formidable opponents, Shuang Chenyue's face was solemn, and she didn't dare to slack off, her jade fingers danced like flowers blooming, and struck on the Soul Falling Bell in a subtle and mysterious way!

The Falling Soul Bell emitted a tinkling sound, which was refreshing and pleasant to hear, and I wanted to put aside the fierce battle in front of me and run to the quiet valley where there was no dispute with the world, and watch the clouds and wind light, and the waves were smoking;

This black smoke is like a ghostly wind, extremely eerie, extremely uncomfortable, and I can't help but shiver. There are patterns flashing on the black smoke, and when you look closely, it turns out to be a grinning and hideous grimace, which is terrifying. However, on closer inspection, these grimaces were no longer clear, and what they saw seemed to be hallucinations.

Even at the peak of the psychic realm, when the two spirit clans saw this puff of black smoke, they couldn't help but be horrified in their hearts, and a fear from the depths of their souls spread irrepressibly. This is the instinctive fear and disgust of the divine soul, and in the face of the Falling Soul Bell, which specializes in restraining the divine soul, no one can get rid of this fear, and the instinctive reaction is to turn around and run away.

Of course, these two spirit clans with profound cultivation were not frightened by the Falling Soul Bell and fled, after all, so many years of cultivation were not in vain. Although they were shocked by the strangeness of the Falling Soul Bell, the greed in their hearts became even more intense, and they all came up with such thoughts: "This treasure weapon is simply against the sky! It turns out to be a divine soul restraint class! If I get this treasure weapon, won't the soul of the immortal cultivators in the world be in the palm of my hand?"

If Lian Shuang Chenyue was also a cultivator of the Nine Heavens Realm, then these two spirit clans would definitely dispel their greed first, and instead think about their own lives, but the aura she was exuding now was clearly too clear realm, which also strengthened the courage of the two spirit clans, and they secretly thought that they could take a risk for the sake of heavy treasures, and in their opinion, it was not much of a risk.

The yin wind was winding around with great speed, and the two spirit clans trembled uncontrollably, only to feel that their divine souls were about to leave their bodies and throw themselves into the arms of this yin wind!

This feeling scared them so much that they were about to give up on the act of grabbing the treasure, but the so-called desire is insatiable, not only for people, but also for the spirit race. The two spirit clans mustered up their courage and swung their spiritual energy to shake their bodies, dispelling the winding yin wind.

The yin wind drifted away, making a faint mournful sound, if there was no ghost chatter that seemed to be in the dead of night, the more vague and indistinct it was, the more heart-wrenching. The miserable faces had darkened, some seemed to have vanished, and the black smoke had thinned.

Frost Chenyue's face also became ugly, the black smoke seemed to be connected to her heart, and she was obviously not comfortable with the black smoke being damaged.

Seeing this, the two spirit clans were emboldened, and one left and one right pressed towards Frost Chenyue. The frequency of Frost Chenyue's finger movements suddenly accelerated, dazzling and dazzling, and struck on the Soul Falling Bell with swiftness.

The black smoke suddenly became cloudy, and the muttered ghost whispers became clear and audible, and suddenly contracted and wrapped around the two spirit clans again. The two spirit clans concocted the same method, not daring to let the black smoke reach their bodies, and swung up their spiritual energy to form an aura shield around their bodies, shaking the black smoke away. However, this time, the black smoke did not dissipate after being shaken, and it was entangled again, and the two spirit clans did not dare to slack off, and kept drumming up the spiritual energy, fighting with the black smoke.

After half a moment, Shuang Chenyue's face became more and more gray, and layers of sweat beads appeared on her forehead, which seemed to be overwhelmed. Her fingering slowed down, and the black smoke became thin and transparent again. Seeing this, the two spirit clans were secretly happy in their hearts, and began to move forward slowly, approaching the frost moon step by step.

Slowly, the two of them came to Frost Chenyue's body, and after walking three or five steps, they were within reach, and they were able to grab Frost Chenyue and the Falling Soul Bell. At this moment, I saw that Frost Chenyue suddenly smiled mysteriously, stopped tapping, and suddenly disappeared.

The two spirits were stunned for a moment, and then they realized that she had hidden in the bell.

They immediately felt ridiculous, what is this, can't the monk escape from the temple? People hide in the bell, isn't the bell still here, I got the bell, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold people?

The thought in the minds of the two spirit clans had not yet finished, and they felt a flower in front of them, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

Before they could see this person's appearance clearly, a fear that penetrated deep into their souls had already rushed to their faces, completely drowning them, as if they had sunk into an endless sea of suffering, never to be reborn!

This is an irresistible fear from the depths of the soul, and the soul instinctively senses the tragic fate that is about to befall it, and is frightened and helpless to find that it is irreparable, as if it is destined.

A dark flag suddenly unfolded in front of the eyes of the two spirit clans, and the strange thing was that although this flag had a black light, the light did not radiate outward, but absorbed inward, which made the two spirit clans feel that their souls were also uncontrollable, and they wanted to enter the flag with the black light.

At the same time, countless black souls rushed out of the flag, letting out a series of terrifying screams, swarming into the sea of consciousness of the two spirit clans. Unlike the black smoke that floated from the Falling Soul Bell, these spirits were not non-existent beings, but real souls, to be exact, a group of orphanless souls!

In this creepy and weird black flag, so many lonely souls have been collected!

How did these souls get into this flag, and what did their masters go through during their lifetime?

In an instant, the two spirit clans knew what a terrible fate they had encountered, and with unparalleled fear, they let out a heartbreaking howl in unison: "Meizu!"

At this moment, fear had completely crushed them, and the two spirit clans had no idea of fighting to the death, and they were about to turn around and flee immediately. Meizu, this terrifying word, and that terrifying black flag, have destroyed their fighting spirit.

However, it was too late, and the Falling Soul Bell let out a crisp sound that was completely different from before!