The full moon emitted a strange light that was half blue and half purple, and sprinkled on the forbidden land that was once called the land of black death by the six clans, revealing a sense of mystery and unpredictability.

On the top of the Soul Sealing Mountain, inside the huge Five Elements Altar, the Peerless Black Dragon transformed by the Absolute Nightmare seemed to regain its decline at this moment, and its huge body stopped its tendency to become smaller and smaller. Gu Zhuo's whole person was wrapped in purple flames, and he only controlled the black bone rod in his hand, condensing into an ordinary black dragon, and fighting with the Absolute Nightmare.

It's just that compared to the strength of the Peerless Black Dragon, Gu Zhuo's face was a little ugly, but it hadn't reached the point of panic, and there was a flash of light in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was hesitating about.

On the other side, Song Xitong had already gotten up, looking worriedly at Yin Luo, who had fallen into a state of rage, and more eyes drifted to one side, where Liu Zifeng stood.

Liu Zifeng, Yin Luo, and Withered Leaves each destroyed a five-element altar array, and the five elements went to bubble, and at this moment, only two arrays were operational, flickering with a faint light, and they were obviously affected at the same time.

Mo Fan stepped back, until he was a few dozen meters away from Yin Luo, glanced at Yin Luo deeply, and turned his head to look at the high priest of the Jin clan.

Next to Yi Mu, the high priest of the Jin clan, three alien people with dark golden masks remained motionless after they appeared, like zombies, as if waiting for Yi Mu's orders.

After the withered leaves solved a Jin clansman, he saw that the situation on Yin Luo's side had changed, and hurriedly flew over to stand with him, paused for a moment, and said, "Okay, this look is too terrible, you better change back, isn't it okay for Your Excellency the Heavenly Maiden?"

Yin Luo looked coldly at Mo Fan, who had withdrawn from the distance, and the fierce light in his eyes shocked the latter. Then, as if hearing Yin Luo seem to snort, the blood-colored true qi all over his body faded like a tide, and his long red hair, which was extremely manic, gradually returned to normal.

looked behind him, until he saw that Song Xitong was fine, only a little embarrassed, and the fierce aura was completely subdued, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Song Xitong shook his head slightly, looked at Yin Luo's gaze, and said, "I'm fine, Brother Yin Luo, don't work hard anymore, I'm worried..."

Yin Luo's face was bitter, and the lingering past made his gaze at Song Xitong even softer, and his gaze slowly swept over the fortune of heaven, without a shadow, and Liu Zifeng who was in mid-air, and said with a smile: "Yes, the Heavenly Maiden has grown up, and there are friends around him who can make friends, if Phantom Yang knows, he will be very happy......"

Song Xitong said "um", clenched her little fist, and nodded desperately: "Brother Phantom Yang will definitely be fine!"

His gaze swept over the Five Elements Altar, and the last two array eyes were shining, Yin Luo and the withered leaves beside him glanced at each other, turned his head and said: "Lord Heavenly Maiden, you go to help your little lover, and I will go to another formation with the withered leaves, and strive to destroy these two formation eyes before the brother who can set up the formation completes the formation......"

"Uh......"

As soon as the words fell, the withered leaves were dumbfounded, when did Yin Luo also start to learn to say witty words?

Sure enough, Song Xitong's face suddenly turned red with shame, and her cold and self-conscious temperament disappeared, and she said in shame: "Brother Yin Luo, you ......"

Yin Luo laughed, and suddenly felt a burst of joy in his heart for no reason, and with a loud roar, the sound shook the four fields, turning into a white light and rushing towards a burst of eyes.

Seeing this, Withered Leaf shook his head, knowing that this guy was really worried about the "Han Silkworm Heavenly Maiden" in front of him, and also advised: "Brother Liu's side is a little weird, Lord Heavenly Maiden must be careful, otherwise Yin Luo this guy will go crazy, and I can't do anything ...... at all."

After speaking, a gust of night wind swept his figure and chased in the direction of Yin Luo.

On the other side, Yi Mu's eyes moved, and he saw Yin Luo and Withered Leaves rushing towards them, and then glanced at the strange Liu Zifeng in the distance, and said loudly: "Jin Er, Jin San, you two go to deal with that Yin Luo and Withered Leaves;

The three Jin Clan assassins nodded slightly, and the next moment the figures had disappeared in place, rushing straight towards their assigned targets.

Opposite Yi Mu, the calamity sank a heart, the clan weapon in Yi Mu's hand was originally in the hands of the Jin clan patriarch, how could it be in his hands now? Moreover, among the six clan weapons, it is the strongest power of the two clans of Jin Huo, how should this situation be?

The pitch-black and sharp claw clan weapon, in Yi Mu's hands, seemed to come to life, and it roamed flexibly, tearing the black dark lines of the exit path, completely blocking the attack of the catastrophe, not to mention, there was an inexplicable corrosive force mixed in it, no less than the sixth fierce flame "Burning Karma" summoned by the catastrophe.

Yin Luo and Withered Leaf and Jin Er Jin San had already fought together, Withered Leaf's complexion was more dignified than before, and he exerted all his strength without reservation, and the true qi of emerald green and yellow luster roamed on the surface of his body, obviously from the heart of the Mu Clan.

Yin Luo's face was cold, but there was a little more ruthlessness in his eyes, and the scimitar at his waist was held in his hand, although it was not as strong as the strength in the violent state, it was still unmatched by ordinary people.

Jin Er, Jin San, did not say a word from beginning to end, the identical mask was glowing with a penetrating gray luster, and the dark golden body protector was full of true energy, condensing the shape of a sword, and easily receiving the attack of the two of Yin Luo and Withered Leaves.

On the other side, the two figures of Jin Yi and Mo Fan flashed, and instantly headed towards the direction of Liu Zifeng, but before they could enter, they found something strange beside him.

It was an empty place, not to mention the previous Yin Soul Yin Qi, and it was almost impossible to feel the True Qi.

The inky cyan tornado swirled around his body, and he could vaguely hear the terrible screams of the greedy and greedy ghosts caught up in it, and from time to time, a blue-black light escaped from the tornado, falling on Liu Zifeng's body, and slowly merging into his body.

"What kind of mental method is this, is it the power of the ghost clan?"

The more Mo Fan looked at it, the more frightened he became, especially the cold aura coming from the ink-colored tornado, which almost made him feel like his soul was frozen. Beside him, the golden body was equally stunned, but he did not have a solemn face like Mo Fan, and the incomparably thick dark gold true qi gushed out, instantly condensing into a dark golden broad-bladed giant sword, slashing towards the ink-colored tornado.

Liu Zifeng also felt the arrival of the two, but at this time he couldn't move half a step at all, although he didn't have the feeling of being torn apart by the yin spirit before, but at this moment, he was nailed in place by the tornado, unable to move.

Looking at the dark golden giant sword slashing down, he felt powerless, and he could only pray in his heart that the Earth Ghost Technique could block this blow.

"Khooth!"

A sharp voice came, and the blue light flashed in Liu Zifeng's eyes, and he saw a slender figure suddenly fly above his head, and the familiar ice-blue palm knife slashed through two arcs, cutting the giant sword phantom into pieces at once. Then, the figure fluttered down like a butterfly and landed beside Liu Zifeng.

"Xitong, you...... Why did you get here?"

Liu Zifeng was taken aback, and immediately looked into the distance, only to see that the two of them were fighting against a masked man, and not far in front of him were Mo Fan, as well as another master of the dark golden mask.

In his mind, the speed of the nine-petal ink lotus was getting faster and faster, as if it had caught up with the speed of the ink-colored tornado, almost forming a whirlwind that also emitted blue-black, cold to the bone.

Song Xitong stood still beside Liu Zifeng, the ice blue cold air around her body diffused, and there was a feeling of freezing everything. However, after Jin Yi was blocked with one blow, the whole person suddenly flew up, and the thick golden light pressed towards the two of them with an endless momentum.

"Boom... Woooooo

In an instant, the yin qi tornado that swirled around Liu Zifeng's body seemed to be provoked to dignity, and a terrifying grimace condensed at his waist. Looking closely, this grimace was also composed of countless terrifying ghosts, and in an instant, countless black tentacles stretched out, shattering the golden light that hit the sky.

After the golden light, Jin Yi looked surprised, but the expression under the mask was unnoticed, and his right hand reached behind him and took out three black bone needles and injected mana.

The black bone needles rose in the trend, and Jin whispered a few inexplicable tricks in his mouth, and then saw that the three bone needles were divided into two, turning into six, and then separated again, and in the blink of an eye, it became a dense large piece.

The next moment, a deep voice came out of Jin's mouth: "Secret Technique: Three-phase Soul Sealing!"

At the same time as his voice came out, the sky bone needles were arranged in a strange posture, gradually fading their shapes, and Liu Zifeng's heart tightened. Then, I saw a little black glow coming out of Liu Zifeng's side, as if black silk threads came from all directions, trapping him and the blue-black tornado above his head.

The Yin Qi Tornado suddenly became furious, and its rotation speed increased a lot again, and the blue-black light accelerated and dispersed, entering Liu Zifeng's body. And the black silk thread around him, no matter how the tornado rages, is still tough and indestructible, like a silkworm chrysalis wrapping the willow wind.

Song Xitong's face changed, and then his figure moved, and the sharp palm knife cut towards the black silk thread, but he saw that there were more and more black silk threads, and then there were countless dense threads.

Mo Fan was surprised in his heart, it seemed that he didn't have to make a move, the assassination department in the clan was really extraordinary, his eyes flickered for a moment, and he looked at the high priest Yi Mu who was fighting against the catastrophe, to be precise, at the black claws in Yi Mu's hand.

Jin Yi turned a blind eye to Mo Fan's actions, and just wanted to capture Song Xitong again, but suddenly found that something was wrong.

In the middle of the sky, around the purple full moon, there was suddenly a touch of blood, and then a low "boom" sound was heard, like a muffled thunder before a storm.

Above the altar of the five elements, four figures suddenly appeared out of thin air, as if in response to the rumbling thunder, only to see that the four of them were covered with blood light, red arcs could be seen on the surface of their bodies, and behind the robe was a clearly visible blood-red letter.

"Ray!"

Everyone noticed the movement, except for Gu Zhuo above the Five Elements Altar, his frowning brows suddenly relaxed, and he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Okay, good!" With the arrival of all of you from the 'Thunder Valley', it seems that there is no need to say much about today's odds, hahaha..."