"That's Uncle Qiu Fengzi?"

The three people who were urging the magic weapon outside the door of the Moling Hall to attack the Luan Stone Array suddenly stopped their movements, and just now a breath broke through the defensive array of the Moling Hall, and then fled into the distance.

Before the three of them could react to why their uncle Qiu Fengzi left in a hurry, the mountain stone array that was originally stopped in front of them suddenly disappeared, and three monks came out of the Moling Hall, and one of them was a Shen Dao person, but the two young men and women on the left and the right did not know each other, especially the woman, who exuded a golden pill aura.

"Shen, what do you want to do in the Moling Sect, do you want to destroy the door?" a middle-aged monk asked loudly, seeing that the main hall of the Hezong was about to start, but there was a problem here, so he couldn't help but be angry.

"Senior Brother Lian, no, a sinking old man has already reached the Jindan Great Perfection, and there are still signs of a breakthrough. ”

"What?" Hearing this, the two of them looked at a Shen Dao person, and sure enough, the momentum of a Shen Dao person was much higher than the three of them.

They were still investigating, but the Shen Dao people didn't leave any more: "Plotting against my Moling Sect's foundation, let me stay today." ”

A phantom shadow rushed out from behind him, and the aura of the phantom was no longer Jindan's breath, but the breath of Yuanying.

The three Jin Dan were taken aback, could it be that the Shen Dao people had already broken through the Yuan Infant, and immediately urged the magic weapon in their hands to resist this phantom attack.

Mo Ling Peak, which was full of aura, suddenly covered the sun with dark clouds within dozens of miles, and there was no trace of light, and the three Jindan monks were instantly caged into a formation.

"Fellow dialects, it's time for you to make a move. A Shen Daoist spoke, but there was indescribable tiredness in his tone.

"Good. Fang Yan's body rushed forward, and he disappeared into the darkness, and several red ribbons circled around his body like arms.

With a burst of mana churning, two screams came from the black mist array.

After just a few breaths, as if he had been hit hard, his aura became disordered, and a phantom shrank back into the body of a Shen Daoist, and the formation disappeared.

Four monks were revealed, two Taiyi Sect monks were sitting cross-legged to recover, and the other two were fighting at this time.

Fang Yan discovered the disappearance of the trapped formation: "Yaoguang, stop them, don't be escaped." Two black lights flashed, and the fish slave and the puppet man appeared at the same time, surrounding the two sitting cross-legged on the ground.

At the same time, the movement of his hands did not stop, and several peach miasma poisons rolled towards the monk opposite.

For the peach miasma poison mentioned above, this monk has a hard time, where would he have thought that he would be locked by a primordial infant breath in an instant, trapped in the formation, and then this young man who couldn't detect his cultivation, and several of his magic weapons were destroyed one after another, and the culprit was the wisp of strange poison.

Seeing that his two companions had been poisoned, the monk no longer had the slightest idea of fighting, and with a flip of his palm, a magic weapon appeared in his hand: "Boy, try the power of Fu Bao." ”

Fang Yan suddenly had a cold war, and the power of the rune treasure in the opponent's hand was huge, so that Fang Yan's mind sensed the dangerous aura, and he hurriedly withdrew the peach miasma poison, and at the same time urged the peach miasma armor, and his body retreated sharply.

An earth-shattering explosion sounded, and all the objects standing within hundreds of zhang around him instantly turned into a piece of powder, and the monk disappeared at the moment of the explosion, leaving a faint smell of blood in the air, and was also engulfed in the sea of fire a moment later.

After all, Fang Yan was still affected, and he felt that his back was hit by a huge force, and several layers of spirit armor were broken and scattered, but fortunately, the peach miasma armor was promoted to a spirit weapon, and finally blocked the blow, but his face was a little pale.

Even Yaoguang in the distance was slightly impacted, but the distance was far away, and the strength was already much smaller, and with the cultivation of shaking light, it was enough to block it.

When Fang Yan came over, he saw the fish slave puppet and the two fallen Jin Dan corpses, and when he took it away, two red streaks emerged from the two corpses and submerged into Fang Yan's body.

"As soon as the Shen Dao Leader hurriedly ordered, leave here immediately, the Taiyi Sect is only tens of thousands of miles away from the Moling Sect, and the Yuanying Monk will come soon. Fang Yan himself was also a little tired, and after taking a sip of spiritual spring water, he immediately said to the Shen Daoist who was sitting cross-legged.

"Good. A Shen Daoist opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him, and a divine sense spread out: "All the disciples of the Moling Sect listen to the order and gather at the Moling Hall within a hundred breaths." ”

Whether it was Mo Ling Peak or the other three peaks, all the disciples heard this order, although they didn't know what Elder Tai Shang meant by this move, they all rushed towards Mo Ling Peak's Mo Ling Hall.

The Moling Hall is the important place of the Moling Sect, and few people can get close to it, although the battle just now was fierce, the disciples below were only slightly aware, only a few elders and the Moling Sect Sect were secretly worried in their hearts, and at this moment, they suddenly heard the voice of the Taishang Elder, and they didn't care about entertaining those monks who came to come outside, and they all sacrificed the sword magic weapon and fled towards the top of Moling Peak.

Not only did the disciples of the Moling Sect hear the news of a Shen Daoist, but many of the monks who came to participate in the ceremony also rushed to the peak of Moling Peak, they were all disciples or friends of the Taiyi Sect.

"Uncle Shi, when will you summon us? The Fire Dao Man looked at the scene in front of him with a puzzled expression, and the Shen Dao Man was recovering with his eyes closed, and Fang Yan was also sitting cross-legged refining the spiritual spring water and the demon beast divine soul.

Why did the Qiu Fengzi of the Taiyi Sect and those Jindan monks disappear, and here it looked like a big war had just passed, and then look at the state of Uncle Shi and Shen Dao people at the moment, could it be that Uncle Shi and the people of Taiyi Sect had a conflict? But Qiu Fengzi of Taiyi Sect is a great monk of Yuanying, even if Ji Yaoguang forms a golden pill, it is impossible for Uncle Shi to defeat the other party with the true body of Mo Ling, could it be him?

The fire path man carefully looked at the dialect that was meditating on the side, and his heart sank, isn't this a dialect, the three generations of disciples who were expelled from the sect by themselves, Shaoguang followed him last time, but how could he be here, Taiyi Sect had already blocked the entire sect's Sect Protector Array, and several important portals had been held by Jindan monks.

"Don't ask, seal the sect immediately, and we will leave the Moling Sect. Yi Shen Dao did not explain to his apprentice and nephew, but immediately gave an order.

"This, good. The Fire Dao Master hesitated slightly, and immediately sent a message to several juniors behind him: "Quickly seal the sect." ”

Four figures swept past a Shen Dao man and entered the Moling Hall behind him, after a few breaths, a rumbling sound sounded, and the entire Moling Hall suddenly burst out with a dark light, and in less than a moment, the entire hall disappeared, and the Moling Sect's Protector Array also stopped functioning, and then disappeared.

A few Fire Dao people appeared out of nowhere, and stood in front of a Shen Dao person again.

"Fire Dao people, what are you going to do here?" the monks who came after that asked one after another.

"Hmph, when will it be your turn to take care of the affairs of my Moling Sect, Bai Yifan. ”

"Don't forget, after today, the Moling Sect will be the Taiyi Moling Branch. ”

"Presumptuous. The palm of the Shen Daoist who was sitting cross-legged on the ground was raised, and when it fell, the monk who had spoken disrespectfully just now had already died, without a trace of breath.

"Give you a chance, get out of the Moling Sect immediately, or he will be your example. A divine sense reached the minds of the hundreds of monks who were watching outside.

"Brother Jindan, what about the elders, why are they gone? At this time, these disciples of the Taiyi Sect realized that the elders of their sect who were supposed to appear were not seen, and the aura of the person behind the Fire Dao Man was obviously Jin Dan, where did they dare to be verbose, in an instant, hundreds of sword lights scattered like birds and beasts, and they quickly left in all directions.

There were only a hundred disciples of the Moling Sect left in the entire hall before, this is all the disciples of the Moling Sect, and there were originally thousands of disciples of the Moling Sect who were outside the sect with miscellaneous disciples, but after this incident, only these disciples remained, and the rest of the people either left the Moling Sect early when they saw that the situation was not good, or they entered the Taiyi Sect in advance.

A Shen Dao person's divine sense swept over everyone, and a strange expression appeared on his face, as if he was a little lost, and he seemed to feel a little relieved that there were so many disciples left.

Without speaking again, a black silk in the hand of a Shen Daoist waved out and rolled towards each disciple, and after a while, all the disciples in the field disappeared, and said to the few people guarding beside him: "A few of you come here, leave here immediately, fellow Daoist of dialects, you have to work." ”

"Okay, Fang Yan instantly sacrificed the Streamer Wing, and swept everyone present, even a Shen Dao person also ingested the Streamer Wing, and then, after urging the magic weapon, after a spatial fluctuation, the entire Mo Ling Sect no longer had a trace of life, only a piece of ruins and rubble remained, showing the glory that it had in the past.

After a long time, a figure emerged from the ground, the clothes on his body were the clothes of the disciples of the Moling Sect, and it was Liu Suifeng, one of the three generations of elite disciples of the Moling Sect, he looked up at the air and seemed to want to figure out the direction of the departure of several people, and after finding nothing, he spat out with a mouthful of saliva: "Dialect, that's a dialect." "There was a hideous look on his face.

Immediately, he walked towards the place where the original Moling Hall was located, walked back and forth a few times, and after still no gain, he set up a flying sword and prepared to fly down the mountain.

Suddenly, a coercion came from the air, and with a snap, Liu fell to the ground with the wind.

"Say, where did everyone from the Moling Sect go?" A majestic voice sounded in Liu Suifeng's ears, if the dialect was here, he would be able to recognize that this person was the Yuen Long Daoist who could not seek his own origin, another Yuanying Great Monk of the Taiyi Sect, whose cultivation was much higher than the previous Qiu Fengzi.

"Back to my predecessors, I don't know where they went. Liu replied with a twitch in his teeth.

"Huh?" Yuen Long Daoren's eyes widened.

Liu Suifeng felt that his soul was about to be shaken away, so he slowed down for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Senior, junior has already bowed to Master Mo's throne, and he is also a disciple of Taiyi Sect. ”

It's a matter of life, Liu Suifeng can't be afraid, and his teeth don't tremble.

"Master Mo, Mo Xin?" the Yuen Long Daoist paused.

"Yes, this is the certificate given by the master. Liu Suifeng hurriedly took out a jade talisman and handed it to Yuen Long Daoren.

Yuen Long Daoren's divine sense swept it: "It's Mo Xin's spirit rune, what is your name, what's going on here." ”