The blue-gold arc showed a strange color under the cover of the gray evil qi, and Wang Mo blasted straight out with a single fist, bringing a roaring qi explosion, impacting a spherical magic weapon.

But just as his fist touched the magic weapon, the ball shook suddenly, conjuring dozens of balls, and the gray demonic energy on it flashed, hitting Wang Mo again.

Wang Mo's eyes flashed coldly, his left hand bent his fingers and flicked, the golden arc of the Dao, and hit the ball in an instant, and his right fist was inconvenient, and with a click, he hit one of the balls and blasted it away.

The rest of the balls were crushed by the golden arc and turned into bits of gray.

Then his figure flashed, and he slashed down with a hand knife in one palm, and the magic weapon flying sword that exuded the demonic qi of Senhan, as soon as it touched the hand knife, the demonic qi on it immediately collapsed, but in an instant, dozens of tentacle-like demonic qi swept towards Wang Mo's arm.

Wang Mo snorted coldly at the end of his nose, and the golden arc on his palm exploded, shattering it in an instant.

With that green scale gauntlet as a cover, he was not afraid of exposing the problem of the Thunder True Yuan.

In the end, the man saw that there was an opportunity, and instantly pinched out a magic trick, and with a treasure fan in his hand, he waved it quickly, and a pitch-black magic mist turned into a hideous black snake, and bit towards Wang Mo.

The corners of Wang Mo's mouth flashed with a hint of coldness, and he slammed his fist backwards, crackling for a while, and the black snake turned into a puff of gray demonic qi and spread.

"Thunder magic weapon!"

Between the lightning and flint, Wang Mo's three moves and two ways forced the three magic weapons to retreat, which made them feel a slightly dull feeling in their minds, and their divine consciousness seemed to be a little sluggish, looking at the blue-gold gloves on Wang Mo's palm, they couldn't help but exclaim in unison.

"Enough!"

Just as the three of them were about to strike again, the young man upstairs flew into the room.

When the three of them heard this, they flashed behind him with a slightly unwilling expression, although they were surprised by Wang Mo's thunder magic weapon, but they didn't think that with the strength of the three of them, they couldn't take him.

"Dao friendly means, Sun Mingyun of this sect, I don't know what to call friends!" Sun Mingyun retreated from the three of them, turned his head to introduce himself to Wang Mo, and looked at Wang Mo's eyes, revealing a touch of solemnity.

With his cultivation in the later stage of his knot, he couldn't even see Wang Mo's cultivation, but when he saw Wang Mo's action before, he was shocked, obviously killing countless ruthless people, and he only spoke out to stop him when he was afraid that his subordinates would lose.

"Poor Dao Wang Mo!" Feeling the faint pressure on the other party, Wang Mo said lightly.

He claimed that although he was not afraid of the other party, and could even crush Sun Mingyun, the few monks around him were not easy to mess with, and when they didn't want to cause trouble, they told their names.

In this land of the Demon Domain, there is nothing to hide, who can know that he is from the distant Tianhuo State.

"Hehe, the royal way is friendly, I don't know if you can enjoy a face and have a drink together?" Sun Mingyun was quite surprised by Wang Mo's concise words, and he reported his name in order to attract his attention.

You must know the names of the three young sect masters of the Demon Demon Sect, but everyone in the Yuan Demon Sea generation knows it, and after hearing this, the other party didn't even blink his eyes.

But Wang Mo's strength, Sun Mingyun saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help but have the heart to recruit.

He just came here by chance, and when he heard a message from his subordinates, saying that Sun Dianyun wanted to find trouble with someone, he immediately thought about it.

"I'm sorry, Poor Dao has something important to do, so I'll leave!" didn't want to have anything to do with the other party, Wang Mo bowed his hand and was about to turn around and leave.

Sun Mingyun's eyes flashed with coldness, but he didn't have a seizure, although his Demon Sect was strong, but it was not to the point of provoking enemies at will.

Just as Wang Mo turned around, he suddenly turned around and punched back.

There was a rumbling sound, and the gray demonic qi exploded, but I don't know who attacked behind him.

The gray mist dispersed, and Wang Mo's eyes flashed with coldness, and he looked inside.

Sun Mingyun had already sensed the attack, but the strange look on his face flashed and he retreated to the side.

"Hmph! There is no one who this Shaozong wants to stay, and there is nothing that cannot be kept!" A slightly arrogant voice came, and I saw a young man in white, led by a group of guards, coming here, it was Sun Yanyun.

Earlier, he had received a message from his men that he had been blocked, so he hurried forward, and when he had gotten rid of them, he chased them down.

Those who blocked were naturally Sun Mingyun's subordinates, and when they saw one of the three young sects, they naturally didn't dare to stop it.

Sun Dianyun swept towards Sun Mingyun on the side, his face flashed with anger, he snorted coldly and ignored him, and looked straight at Wang Mo behind the gray mist.

Sun Mingyun ignored it, stood aside and watched the show, with his understanding of his ninth brother, it would inevitably be a battle between the dragon and the tiger, no matter which side wins, he will have benefits.

Sun Dianyun is defeated, the power is weakened, Wang Mo is defeated, he can just take action to save it, and then enter the account, and add another general, why not.

"Say, who are you?" Looking at Wang Mo who flashed his figure, Sun Yanyun felt more and more familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Daoyou is too domineering, poor Dao doesn't know Daoyou!" Wang Mo frowned and said lightly.

"Hmph, take it down for me left and right, and wait for this Shaozong to search for the soul!" Seeing that he didn't take himself in his eyes, Sun Dianyun became more and more angry, and said with a hideous face.

Originally, he was angry and didn't start, and his prestige in the Demon Demon Sect was even greater, and he felt the need to take one or two loose cultivators to establish his authority.

Hearing this, Wang Mo withdrew without hesitation, there were seven or eight monks on the other side, and he didn't have the heart to fight with the other party.

He was about to leave Fang City, but at this time he was only a hundred and ten meters away from the exit, and with all his strength, he came to the front in a few blinks of an eye.

"Stop him!" Seeing Wang Mo's galloping back, Sun Yanyun's mind flashed with a flash of inspiration, a flash of ecstasy flashed in his eyes, and he burst into shouts, showing the demonic energy on his body, and rushed forward first.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as Sun Dianyun's words fell, the people around him chased after him

Sun Mingyun, who was on the side, had been watching the situation of the two of them, and when he saw the joy in Sun Yanyun's eyes, he suddenly looked suspicious.

He knew his ninth brother very well, just as Sun Yanyun understood him, Sun Yanyun's words and deeds fell in his eyes, and Sun Mingyun understood that something must have attracted his great attention.

Thinking of this, Sun Mingyun instructed the people around him without thinking: "Follow up!"

After speaking, he didn't wait for the people around him to react, and rushed towards the outside of the market.

His guards, naturally, did not dare to slack off, and used their mana one after another, keeping up with them as fast as they could, and in the corners around them, two old men also flew out and followed behind.

For a while, more than a dozen Sect Masters of Jiedan were outgoing, which suddenly made the exit of this Fang City jump for a while, and some monks who were weak in cultivation even spat blood under the pressure of a rapid flash.

At the exit of Fang City, Wang Mo threw up blood from the doorman who wanted to stop him with a punch, these people wanted to stop him, so as to curry favor with Sun Yanyun, he naturally would not show mercy to his subordinates.

Those guards were all Wang Mo's opponents who had reached the realm of Yudan, and they were all stuck on the wall like a puddle of mud.

"Whoosh!"

Seeing Wang Mo soaring into the air, everyone was naturally not far behind, and they all set up a retreat and quickly chased after him.

Sun Yanyun looked at Wang Mo who was galloping away, his eyes revealed a look of excitement, and when he saw Wang Mo's back, he finally remembered where he had seen each other.

It was seven or eight years ago, when Liao Zhifan was still not dead, Sun Yanyun and his subordinates happened to meet the bluehorn beast Yudan, but they were run away by the other party.

Now seeing Wang Mo's back, he finally remembered.

However, Wang Mo's Dharma body was too fast, except for the Sun brothers and the two old men in the late stage of the Jiedan, they couldn't catch up at all, and the four of them barely kept up with it by virtue of cultivation or powerful magic weapons.

Feeling the few people who were persistently chasing behind him, Wang Mo secretly snorted coldly, he was not afraid of being recognized by the other party as an immortal cultivator when he left Fang City, it was a big deal to change his appearance, from beginning to end, he didn't plan to stay in one place for long,

Thinking of this, the blue-gold brilliance on Wang Mo's body flashed, and bursts of qi exploded, and the speed suddenly increased by several chips, instantly widening the distance by a large margin.

Seeing that Wang Mo was about to escape, Sun Yanyun was willing to let go, and while galloping, his wrist flipped slightly, and an extra cyan jade talisman appeared, and he slapped it violently on his body.

As soon as the jade rune touched its body, it burst open, flashing out of the Dao cyan brilliance, instantly spreading all over its body, and in the flickering brilliance, it actually condensed into a pair of cyan light wings behind it, and chased after it with a roar.

As Sun Mingyun in the late stage of the Yudan, he was slightly controlling the flight speed, a few positions behind Sun Dianyun, looking at Sun Yanyun's galloping figure, a different color flashed in his eyes.

Then, his figure remained unchanged, his lips moved slightly, and he used his divine sense to transmit his divine sense to the two old men of the late stage of the Yudan not far from him.

I don't know what the three communicated, the two old men hesitated a little at first, but finally nodded, and the flight speed slowed down.

Sun Mingyun waved his fingertips with a flash of golden-gray brilliance, and there was an extra shuttle boat about three meters long in front of him, and his figure flashed, and he stepped into it.

With both hands pinching the trick and striking out the Dao Dao prohibition, he saw the blue light of the shuttle boat bursting and rushing forward, its speed was so fast that it was faintly still above the light wings transformed by the cyan jade talisman used by Sun Yanyun before.

The two old men looked at Sun Mingyun's distant figure, their expressions were slightly complicated, and they still maintained the direction of progress.

After the tea was over, those monks who were in the middle stage of the Yudan chased after them, and when they saw the two of them flying unhurriedly, they hurriedly came to the front and flew side by side with the two of them.

One of the strong men hurriedly asked the two, "Sun Daoyou, Liu Daoyou, where is the young sect master?"

The two old men exchanged glances vaguely, and one of the white-haired old men said: "The two young sect masters both sacrificed their treasures to chase after that person, but we couldn't catch up, but we lost their traces here!"

"What?" The strong man's face changed suddenly, a flash of melancholy flashed in his eyes, and there was a faint bad premonition in his heart.