Looking at the surging demonic qi that swept over, a trace of solemnity appeared on Han Ming's face, and as soon as he raised his hand, hundreds of small sword qi condensed around his entire body, and when he closed slightly towards the middle, a storm of sword qi was formed.

The sword qi storm was like a giant python, first shrunk backwards, condensed enough momentum, and then suddenly ejected out, smashing into the pure demonic qi.

This sword qi storm is an evolution of the sword shadow tracking technique, and its power should not be underestimated, and ordinary fake infancy monks can't hard-connect, but the next scene made Han Ming slightly stunned, those demonic qi were like invisible, and easily penetrated from the sword qi storm.

The sword qi storm fell into the air and crashed into a small hill not far away, directly slashing it into thousands of pieces, and the sharp peaks were completely flattened.

"Death, thief. There was a loud shout from the surging demonic qi, and then a big mouth evolved, swallowing Han Ming, who was a little unresponsive, in one bite.

After swallowing Han Ming, the demonic qi mass was suspended in mid-air, rapidly evolving its form, until it finally formed a cage made of thirty-six pitch-black iron pillars, and the demonic qi inside was tumbling, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.

At first, there was a trace of spiritual light or shattered sword qi from time to time in the cage, as if some violent beast was desperately struggling inside, but as time passed, the movement inside became smaller and smaller, until finally it was completely calm.

Although there was no movement in the cage, the cage was not removed, and the black light was still flickering, rippling out circles of evil demonic energy, refining the prey inside with all its might.

This series of fighting methods took a long time, but it was all completed between lightning and flint, and it took a little longer to exchange mouths, and there was still a stick of incense in the time agreed with Xie Lingyun.

The two fake infants of the Demon Sect below were pressed and beaten by Chun'er and Qiao Yuyi, and if one of them hadn't had a rare defensive secret treasure to protect himself, he would have almost been directly chopped up by Chun'er's drastic means, but even so, they wouldn't be able to last long.

If this stalemate continues, the Demon Sect's occupation of the Dan Period will undoubtedly be defeated, and if they do not retreat at that time, they will inevitably suffer heavy casualties.

As for Huan Yu's side, because he is wearing a defensive secret treasure inherited from the Ascending Star Sect, and there is also a blue-faced ghost puppet on the side to help, even if the Yin Thirteen on the opposite side is strong, he can compete with one or two, and he will not be defeated in a short time.

And the most intense fighting methods of the two battlefields were Xie Lingyun and Mo Yidao, so that Han Ming, Huan Yu, the thin old man, Yin Thirteen, and the eagle hook-nosed old man all took the initiative to avoid it, for fear of being affected by their fighting methods.

The fighting scene between Mo Yidao and Xie Lingyun was deadlocked, and it was still the same as before, hundreds of silver-black iron chains were woven into an iron cage, trapping Mo Yidao in the middle.

Xie Lingyun was urging the puppet of the Tai Wei with all his might, shrinking the iron chain cage, and restricting Mo Yidao's range of activity, but Mo Yidao naturally would not be restrained, constantly waving the gray bone knife in his hand, slashing at the silver-black iron chains around him.

Although the silver-black iron chain was indestructible, and the gray bone knife could not cut it, the huge force contained in each swing of the chain caused a great resistance to the contraction of the silver-black iron chain, and it was only half of the contraction in half an hour.

Staring at Mo Yidao in the silver-black iron chain below, and then at Han Ming, who was trapped by demonic energy, Xie Lingyun exhaled lightly, put away his magic weapon, jumped forward, and flew behind the puppet of the Nightmare, with both hands against the puppet of the Nightmare, urging a special magic trick.

Prompted by Xie Lingyun, the eyes of the puppet that were originally slightly closed suddenly opened and rounded, and a pair of eyes as clear as beautiful jade stared at Mo Yidao in the silver-black iron chain, and stretched out one hand expressionlessly, with a small bow the size of a palm in the palm of his hand.

With a slight flick of his left hand, the small bow with a silver arc of silver suddenly became larger, turning into a giant bow the size of two feet, and a faint silver light lingered around it, like a little starlight.

The puppet of the Tai Nightmare put one hand on the bowstring, slowly pulled it away, and a pale silver bow and arrow slowly appeared on the giant bow, and a terrifying thunder and lightning force lingered throughout the body, and the faint arrow was aimed at Mo Yidao in the silver-black cage.

As the giant bow was slowly pulled away, the surrounding rich aura seemed to be being pulled, and thousands of people flowed into the sea, half of which merged into the pale silver arrows, and half into the giant bow.

Gradually, the giant bow was drawn into the shape of a full moon, and the surrounding aura was like a huge vortex in the ocean, pouring into the bow and arrows, and the momentum of this pale silver longbow was getting stronger and stronger, more and more oppressive, even the early Yuan Infant monk was in front of him, and he was terrified.

"Peng!" A thunderclap exploded on the dry land, and a thunder fire descended from the sky, merging into this giant bow, making the momentum of this giant bow reach its peak, blooming with thousands of rays of light, like the scorching sun in the sky.

All the monks below were attracted to attention, and looked at this scene in front of them in horror, the kind of power was so terrifying, a slight perception, they would feel panic in their hearts, and they couldn't help but want to pull their legs out of here.

However, Huan Yu, who was not far away, showed a look of great joy, he naturally sensed some of the power of this thunder and fire bow, and this power reached the level of attack in the later stage, although Mo Yidao was a mid-stage monk, he was trapped and absolutely could not dodge.

Xie Lingyun said before that he was seriously injured and even killed Mo Yidao, he was really a little sure, and it was not groundless!

Unlike Huan Yu, Yin Thirteen's face was a little ugly, but then he seemed to think of something, smiled coldly, and calmed down, and continued to fight with Huan Yu and a blue-faced ghost puppet.

Mo Yidao in the silver-black cage felt the scene outside, and his face changed instantly, and his calm color disappeared, replaced by a dignified and serious color, and in the face of this pale silver giant bow, he actually felt threatened.

After thinking for a while, Mo gritted his teeth with a knife, turned his wrist, and slashed the long knife in his hand at his legs, directly cutting off the roots, the incision was as smooth as a mirror, and no blood was left.

The two severed legs did not fall to the ground, but trembled slightly, spun around the gray bone blade on their own, and then were swallowed by a bone dragon head that sprang out of the bone blade.

The bone knife that swallowed Mo Yidao's two legs just buzzed for a moment, and then returned to calm, and there was no strange change, but holding the bone blade again, Mo Yidao's heart settled down, holding the bone knife, his eyes suddenly opened, and he rushed directly into the air, slashing down at the silver-black iron chain.

Although the bone knife still did not cut the silver-black iron chain this time, the huge force it possessed on it knocked the silver-black iron chain away, tore a hole in the chain cage, and was about to rush out directly.

"Where to go!" Xie Lingyun let out a low sigh, and the magic changed slightly, and the puppet of the Tai Nightmare let go of the bowstring.

The arrows accompanied by the silver thunder fire were like a dazzling meteor, and the last shot came first, smashing into Mo Yidao, who was about to break out of the chain cage.

"It's a good time!" Mo shouted, raised the bone knife in his hand high above his head, and then slashed down, a crescent-shaped gray blade that was full of feet long broke away from the blade, spun and rushed towards the silver thunder rocket.

After a dazzling ball of light rose and contracted, it suddenly exploded and dispersed, setting off a violent wind and waves, which spread out for five or six miles, during which both the mountains and forests and the monks were all directly swept out.

Xie Lingyun waved his robe, blew away all the wind and dust around him, and stared at Mo Yidao, who was also floating out of the smoke and dust in the distance, his pupils shrank slightly, such an attack method that could be compared to the full force of the late monk was blocked by the other party, and it seemed that there was no big problem.

Mo Yidao looked at the gray bone blade with some faint cracks in his hand, and his face was a little surprised, but then he smiled and said: "It is worthy of being the first sect in the north of the earth, I didn't expect that the puppet hidden in the sect actually has such power, looking at this appearance, it seems that it is still incomplete, if it is intact, how powerful it can be, it is really curious!"

Xie Lingyun walked to the side of the puppet and didn't say a word, just stared at Mo Yidao.

Huan Yu on the side saw that Xie Lingyun missed a blow, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this attack didn't work after all, it seems that the matter is irreparable, it's time to break through.

The Ascending Star Sect did not hold on after all, and at this point, the Ascending Star Sect was going to be removed from the Jiang Kingdom.

Just as Huan Yu was about to break through and leave according to the original plan, he remembered something, turned his eyes to look at Xie Lingyun, but saw that the other party was dignified, only staring at Mo Yidao, and did not give the order to break through.

"Mo Fei!" Huan Yu was stunned for a moment, and a glimmer of hope surged in his heart, and he stubbornly met Yin Thirteen again, blindly defending, and concentrating most of his mental power on Xie Lingyun's side.

"What you put in this puppet is the best spirit stone, the fighting method has been for such a long time, and it has only inspired that kind of bow and arrow method, I am afraid that the core energy of this puppet has gone to ninety percent, and if you don't change the spirit stone, I am afraid that it will not be able to move! And the thunder rocket should be the bottom of the box of this puppet!" Mo Yidao looked at the puppet of the Tai Nightmare, and said with a chuckle.

"Hmph, does the puppet core spirit stone still have spiritual power, and is there any other means, you can just try it!" Xie Lingyun sneered, then flipped his hand and took out the pitch-black inkstone.

"Since you want to die earlier, then this seat will fulfill you!" Mo Yidao sneered, his body turned, and he hid again.

Xie Lingyun's eyes flashed with blue light, and he swept into the distance again, wanting to capture Mo Yidao's traces, but as before, he couldn't keep up with Mo Yidao's speed at all, and could only vaguely touch a shadow.

"This seat won't waste time with you!" Mo Yidao's figure flashed twenty-seven or eight zhang away, and rushed towards Xie Lingyun, holding the gray-white bone knife with some cracks in one hand.

"Yu!" Xie Lingyun saw this scene, a trace of surprise flashed on his face, and with a wave of his hand, he once again beckoned the snow-white broken small shield of the Tai Nightmare Puppet to the front.

I don't know if it was the lack of spiritual power of the Tai Wei Puppet, or the reason why the gray-white bone knife had soared in power after swallowing Mo Yidao's two thighs, I only heard the sound of "Peng!", and the broken small shield that could easily block the gray and white bone knife was actually shattered, and it was also out of the control of the Tai Wei puppet.

"Hehe!" Mo took advantage of the victory to chase and slashed at Xie Lingyun.

Just when the gray-white bone knife was about to cut Xie Lingyun in two, the panic on Xie Lingyun's face disappeared instantly, and was replaced by a sneer on his face: "Hehe, I've finally taken the bait!"

Seeing Xie Lingyun's expression, Mo Yidao instantly realized that something was wrong, but the arrow was on the string, so he had to send it, so he could only cut it down with a knife, of course, for the sake of insurance, but the bone knife was cut down, and he himself repelled it backwards.

Although Mo Yidao wanted to escape, it was too late, and the clear eyes of the Tai Yi puppet who was guarding Xie Lingyun's side actually rippled out circles and circles of strange veins, which were directly reflected in Mo Yidao's gray eyes.

Catching a glimpse of the puppet's eyes, Mo Yidao instantly felt like he was drunk, his head was groggy, and he didn't know who he was, where he was, and what he was going to do.

A faint black dagger silently appeared behind Mo Yidao, like a black swimming fish, circling around Mo Yidao's neck, and then dissipated on its own, and the expression on Mo Yidao's face instantly froze. I want to talk about "The Second Immortal Fandao" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~