With Li Xuance's defeat and retreat, the disciples of the various sects such as the Hidden Valley all ignited their morale.

The Xiyao Taoist looked at the seriously injured Li Xuance from afar, and frowned in the crowd.

Tu Lie had been repelled by him, and at this time, the other party was standing on top of the garden gate, staring at Yi Han.

Tu Lie couldn't fight the Xiyao Daoist, so he waited for the opportunity, once he was sure, he would launch a fatal blow against Yi Han!

At this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by an old figure walking forward with his hands in the sky.

It's Mo Lao!

"In the Ancient Ink Garden, in addition to the Xiyao Daoist, there is also a heritage, and it is a blessing to see it today, the younger generation!" Lang Yan felt the faint pain in his chest, gritted his teeth, stood up, and then hugged Mo Lao with a fist.

"Lord Langgu, old man, I have always had a question, I wonder if you can solve the doubt?" Mo Lao stopped and smiled.

"Senior, please say, Langyan must know everything. Lang Yan's expression moved slightly, and he spoke directly.

"Why are you gathering the crowd and attacking my Gumo?"

"The secluded fence lives in a deep valley stream, and Langyan is tired of that environment, so he wants to find another location and rebuild the sect. When Lang Yan heard this, his expression suddenly froze, and after hesitating for a moment, he smiled suddenly.

"It's not ......" Mo Lao shook his head, and no longer asked for verification, he spread out his palm, and the ink suddenly appeared in his hand. At the same time, the aura of cultivation on Mo Lao's body also dissipated.

Transform into a heavenly realm!

"You ...... Let's get on it together!"

Mo Lao held the pen in his hand and swirled for a moment, and then saw that the size of the ink skyrocketed, turning into the height of a person.

Lang Yan looked at the ink canghao, and his eyes suddenly lit up!

But on the other side, Yi Qing and Su Lao Ghost showed hesitation.

In the face of Mo Lao, a sense of powerlessness rose in their hearts, the other party's cultivation was already a cut above them, even if they were outnumbered, they could hardly have the slightest hope of winning.

"Two, if you can join forces to drag each other for a round, Lang will have a strategy to break the enemy! In addition to those five burial soldiers, Lang owes you a favor again!"

At this moment, a transmission from Lang Yan suddenly fell into the ears of Yi Qing and Su Lao Ghost. When the two of them heard this, their faces showed hesitation, but after a moment, they agreed.

"In just one round, the old man will use up the natal corpse puppet!

Old Ghost Su said secretly in his heart.

Recalling what he thought, Su Lao Ghost is the same.

In this world, it is usually difficult to see one of them, and the closest thing to them is the battle between Fu You and Lang Yan in the Jiuli Clan Land two years ago.

There was another factor that drove the two to agree, and that was to fight with the Heaven Transformation Realm in person, which could help them break through the bottleneck of the cultivation realm with an epiphany of battles.

Even if they are in danger of dying, the benefits they can bring are enormous.

And they were lucky that it was just one round.

"The blood moon reflects the river!"

"Burning the Heavens!"

"Soul Eater Corpse Demon Qi!"

The three of them glanced at each other, suddenly made a move, and what they showed was once again their strongest form.

"Gubi Danqing!" Seeing this, Mo Lao suddenly showed the way of Hanmo, and then danced the ink cang.

In an instant, the ink swept away from the brush, and in an instant, a landscape picture was outlined and rendered.

There was a tide of blood in the sky, and there was a tongue of fire on the earth.

But with the appearance of the painting scroll, all this seems to have stopped running in an instant, and then as if it had been absorbed, it was swallowed up and swept away by the wave of ink.

"This is the power of the heavens......" The tens of thousands of disciples of the various sects stationed below all smacked their tongues when they saw this scene. The full force of the three sect master-level monks in a combined circle was easily defused by the other party!

"Write down the wind and thunder!"

The visions of the three of Langyan have been absorbed, and at this moment, Mo Lao danced again, turning the dots in the direction where the three people were.

However, in the process, Mo Lao's brows furrowed abruptly, and his body shook slightly.

No one noticed this move, but Yi Han below was worried.

This is the second time Yi Han has seen Mo Lao make a move, but this time compared to the last time, Mo Lao's cultivation is much weaker, and the use of spells seems to be involuntarily.

"It seems that the last time I made a move in the forbidden land, I forcibly improved my cultivation, causing you to hurt the fundamentals......" Xi Yao Daoist looked below, and suddenly frowned, he also noticed a trace of abnormality, and then secretly said in his heart, "With the longevity you have left now, I don't know how long you can maintain it in the Heavenly Transformation Realm......"

Above the sky.

As Mo Lao's pen fell, the Dao Dao wind suddenly rose, swept the thunder, and instantly spread to every space above the Ancient Ink Garden.

Seeing this scene, Lang Yan's pupils shrank, and their hearts were full of fear.

However, the wind and thunder had been laid and they had been enveloped in it, and even if the three of them wanted to escape, they had no chance.

Su Lao Ghost and Yi Qing secretly complained, a round that had been promised before, but Mo Lao's attack came in a moment, and now they had to bear it.

"Don't do it yet!" Just as the wind and thunder gradually converged, Lang Yan suddenly looked down and shouted to a figure in the crowd.

When the people present heard the voice, they all hesitated, and then they all followed Langyan's line of sight, and at the end of their eyes, it was the Luojia Cave Lord Miao Ziyi.

At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to Miao Ziyi.

After a while, some Gu Mo disciples reacted, and instantly revealed their enlightenment. Li Xuance was under the tree, and he also shook his head in surprise.

"Lord of the Rakga Cave...... Is it the shadow son of the Hidden Valley?"

"How so!"

“......”

Bursts of incredulous words rang out from the crowd.

However, Miao Ziyi met the eyes of thousands of people, but her face was stunned. Just as she was about to explain something, a streamer suddenly rose up from elsewhere in the crowd!

"Hongsu Cave Lord!"

Yi Han saw the figure clearly, and his eyebrows suddenly raised, but then, his complexion changed suddenly!

The next moment, Hong Su rushed into the wind and thunder.

Yi Han practiced the way of Han Mo, so when Mo Lao used the Ink Canghao, he could clearly feel the operation of the majestic spiritual power on it.

Because only Mo Lao, Li Xuance and the three of him have thoroughly understood the way of Hanmo, so at this moment, the three of them can feel each other through the ink cang.

But just now, another person joined in, and it was Hong Su!

At the same time, it also proves that he has comprehended the way of Hanmo.

Yi Han thought that he would lose the method of enlightenment, and instantly understood everything.

And Lang Yan shouted to Miao Ziyi, which was to attract everyone's attention and fight for Hong Su's opportunity!

Hong Su is the shadow!

At this moment, everyone suddenly woke up.

Relying on the way of Hanmo, the wind and thunder in the air could hardly hurt Hong Su at all, and in a few breaths, he rushed towards Mo Lao.

"If there is really a traitor in my Ancient Ink Garden, presumably this is also the reason why you dare to go on this trip!" Mo Lao glanced at Hong Su, who was attacking him, and then looked at Lang Yandao.

Lang Yan did not respond.

In the next moment, Hong Su held a round of purple yang in his hand and suddenly pushed up towards Mo Lao.

Mo Lao's eyes were cold, and his body suddenly disappeared in place.

Teleport!

Hong Su's attack was immediately pounced.

But then, Mo Lao appeared behind him.

In this regard, Hong Su did not feel afraid, and at the moment when Mo Lao suddenly shot at him, the ink in Mo Lao's hand suddenly trembled, which also made Mo Lao's offensive suddenly stop.

In the next moment, the wind and thunder all over the sky were also surging suddenly, and then they all slowly converged towards the ink canghao.

At this moment, Lang Yan, Yiqing and Su Lao Ghost lifted the siege in an instant. Right now, Mo Lao was restrained by Hong Su, and the three of them all glanced at each other, then pinched their hands and rushed towards Mo Lao......

After Hong Su obtained the cultivation method of the Way of Hanmo, he also began to investigate the origin of Mo Lao.

The number of years that Mo Lao has existed, as far as he knows, is hundreds. And in the books of the sect, he found a little clue, two thousand years ago in the dusty volume, there is also a record of Mo Lao, the content is the past battles of the sect, Mo Lao every time with the ink to sweep the enemy.

This made Hong Su can't help but have all kinds of conjectures.

Mo Lao's power may only be able to be displayed if he cooperates with the ink of Canghao!

In the depths of the Heavenly Desert, Hong Su had informed Lang Yan of this speculation. At this moment, Lang Yan continued to put on an offensive move, which was to verify this conjecture!

"Don't you think that if you have mastered the way of Han Mo and controlled the Mo Canghao, I will have no idea, old man?" At this moment, Mo Lao's eyes narrowed slightly, and a majestic momentum suddenly rose on his body, and then he looked at the Ancient Ink Garden, and his body suddenly turned into a black light, and drilled towards the Mo Canghao.

"He actually gave up the body that Mo Xian made for him......" At this moment, the voice of the fairy in the painting suddenly floated out of the scroll, and there was a little bit of Yan Shan in his tone.

"Mo Lao ......" Yi Han was moved when he heard this. At the same time, he also felt that the slightest connection between himself and the ink through the way of Hanmo had also been broken......

Yi Han still wondered why Mo Lao Jing had to make such a move.

"Because he was originally a pen spirit with a lot of ink, all the techniques were restricted, and he could only make this decision. As if sensing Yi Han's doubts, the fairy in the painting spoke again.

"Hong Su, the old man killed you!" "On top of the ink canghao, while the black light gradually converged, the Xiyao Daoist still knew something, and immediately shouted, and then killed Hong Su.

Clang!

When the black light of Mo Lao's body disappeared completely, Mo Canghao suddenly shook, and a huge sound of gold and stone suddenly came out. Immediately after, I saw it ride into the void on its own, and after a dance, a series of wind and thunder reappeared, and then spread in the air.

Seeing this, Lang Yan and the others changed their complexions.

Hong Su lost the ability to control the ink cangxiao, and looked at the Xiyao Daoist who was killing him, and a sense of fear suddenly came from his heart, and he turned his head and fled!