Boom, a roar swept across the sky, causing all the monks passing below to look up and investigate.

I saw three rays of light of different colors rushing towards the east, and the roaring sound was the sound of the explosion brought by the three of them when they flew.

Just when everyone's hearts were shocked, the three rays of light disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

"Humph!"

Feeling the two people who were persistently chasing after him, Wang Mo snorted coldly, the cold glint in his eyes flashed, and he secretly thought about whether to teach them a lesson, if it weren't for the fact that Feng Lei had not cultivated to a certain level, and it was too draining of vitality, he would have already used a secret method to get rid of the two of them.

Over the years, he had been desperately cultivating to improve his cultivation, but he had not cultivated in depth for such secret methods.

In the rear, the two Sun brothers chased Wang Mo to the death, one was bound to win the bluehorn beast on his body, but the other didn't know what to think, but his eyes were always staring at Sun Yanyun's figure.

The three of them chased all the way, and after a few hours, they had reached thousands of miles away.

Just when Sun Dianyun wanted to give up, he suddenly saw Wang Mo descend and fall into the mountains below.

Seeing such a scene, Sun Dianyun's face was overjoyed, thinking that Wang Mo was caused by the exhaustion of vitality, so he hurriedly lowered his light and chased down.

And Sun Mingyun, who was not far behind him, flashed his eyes and followed.

"Hahaha, it's really time to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to go, obediently bring out the green horn**, this Shaozong will give you a good time, so as not to suffer from soul search!"

Even if he was astonishingly fast, he was just using some kind of secret method.

Hearing this, a flash of clarity flashed in Wang Mo's eyes, it turned out that the other party was here for the bluehorn, thinking that when the green skin had just broken through to the third order, they were chased by the other party and ran for their lives.

The dark golden boat in his storage bag, he remembered it clearly, and he thought it was the person in front of him.

Thinking of this, a touch of coldness flashed in Wang Mo's eyes, his body shook, and dozens of phantoms appeared, rushing towards Sun Darkyun.

Over the years, although Wang Mo has not deliberately cultivated, with the strength of his physical body, it is enough to exert a little power in this fourth-order body method.

"Hey!"

Seeing that Wang Mo didn't answer but took the lead, Sun Yanyun sneered, and his right hand probed forward, and saw the gray demonic qi in his hand flickering, and suddenly jumped out of a gray square magic weapon several inches in size.

This square magic weapon rose in the wind, turned into a boulder of more than ten zhang in size, and smashed down on Wang Mo's head.

In the face of this kind of heavy magic weapon, Wang Mo naturally would not be stupid to make a hard connection, and in the midst of his shaky body, dozens of phantoms spread out to the surroundings.

With a roar, the boulder fell to the ground, and in an instant, the stones flew in chaos, and most of the boulder's entire body fell into the ground.

"Let's die!" Although Sun Dianyun was surprised by Wang Mo's methods, he instantly drank with a cruel sound, and the fingers of his right hand flicked one after another.

I saw dozens of blood-colored lights appear in an instant, and as soon as the blood light appeared, there was a strong chill and bloody aura around it, which was obviously a vicious secret treasure, and after a light roar, it quickly stabbed towards the dozens of phantoms.

Although Wang Mo's illusion was extremely fast, the dozens of blood-colored brilliance were actually faintly above it, and there was a soft sound, and suddenly a small half-phantom turned into green smoke, emitting bursts of foul smell and dissipating.

Seeing such a scene, Sun Yanyun's eyes shrank suddenly, his magic weapon is called the Dark Soul Blood Poison Needle, which not only has the effect of hurting people's souls and flesh, but also has an extremely fast speed, but he didn't expect to be dodged by Wang Mo.

Just as his body changed and he pointed towards the boulder magic weapon with one hand, he saw that the remaining dozen or so phantoms suddenly dissipated.

It was not dissipating, but gathering and condensing in an instant, rushing towards him at an extremely fast speed.

Before he could think about it, Sun Yanyun opened his mouth and spit out a small gray bowl with a pale golden color.

Without hesitation, as soon as he pointed out, he saw the golden bowl spinning for a while, and its interior was covered with a stream of golden sand.

As soon as the magic trick in Sun Yanyun's hand changed, Wang Mo, who rushed towards him quickly, saw the yellow sand particles in the golden bowl flutter out, turning into dozens of tentacles like small snakes in the air, winding towards Wang Mo.

Seeing these little yellow snakes approaching quickly, Wang Mo's eyes condensed slightly, and the information transmitted from his divine sense, he knew that this was the other party's Danbao, which was far from being comparable to ordinary magic weapons.

Not daring to slack off, his hands danced rapidly, bringing up a blue-gold arc crackling, and slamming towards the small yellow snake, but the number of small snakes was too many, as if it had vitality, and every time he broke one, it would condense again after a while.

Looking at Wang Mo, who was constantly conflicting among the little snakes, the corners of Sun Yanyun's mouth flashed with a hint of coldness, and he once again clicked the golden bowl in the air with one hand, and instantly shot out dozens of small snakes from it again, winding towards Wang Mo.

His golden bowl magic weapon, but it took a lot of effort to refine the natal magic weapon, even if it was encountered by a monk in the late stage of the Dan, he would not be able to take it off for a while, don't say that the other party is just a monk in the early stage of the Dan.

Seeing the ever-changing fighting methods in the field, Sun Mingyun, who was not far away, looked at Sun Dianyun with a smug face, his eyes flickered, and when he was about to fly forward, there was a change in the field again.

Wang Mo's right wrist shook slightly, and in the void, five magic rings that shimmered with red gold brilliance suddenly appeared in front of his palm, and a sharp and piercing buzzing sound began to buzz.

"What?" Sun Yanyun only felt a pain in his mind, as if countless small blood-colored demon insects had emerged, biting his divine sense, and hurriedly restraining his mind in shock.

Sun Yanyun flickered here, and the little yellow snake suddenly lost its previous flexibility, Wang Mo flicked his fingers and played a Taoist trick, pulling it on the little snake, and then his body stretched violently, breaking the little snake.

Sun Diyun had just driven the feeling of drowsiness and pain out of his mind, and his mind sank again, and he hurriedly looked, but when he saw that his spell had been broken, he couldn't help but show a fierce light, and his left hand swept over a gray gold-rimmed storage bag on his waist.

I saw a flash of brilliance, and a red gold lion with two horns appeared on the ground, and then raised his head to the sky and let out a wild roar, and his body instantly expanded, turning into a three-zhang long giant beast, and pounced on Wang Mo violently, it was the Xuanming Fire Lion.

This beast can devour the soul, release the ghostly fire, and hurt the divine sense, which is the most powerful.

When Wang Mo saw this beast appear, his eyes froze, his eyes vaguely swept over Sun Mingyun who was not far away, and pressed down the intention of releasing the green skin, and his wrist was slightly flipped, and there was an extra dark blue heavy sword on it.

As soon as Zhenyuan Fu was injected into it, the heavy sword burst out with a dazzling blue-golden light, and after stepping into the realm of Yudan, Wang Mo could finally inject Zhenyuan into this piece of 'stubborn iron', instead of simply covering Zhenyuan as before, in order to defend against the enemy.

For a while, the heavy sword hummed and there was a sword sound!

Wang Mo held the heavy sword in his hand, swept away the small snake that began to gather again in front of him, and slammed into the air.

With his cultivation at this time, facing a mid-stage cultivator and a mid-stage third-order demon beast, although he could win, that Sun Mingyun was a genuine late-stage cultivator.

Although Wang Mo was not afraid, he did not want to fall into a siege, and he could retreat at any time with his speed in the air.

Where was Sun Dianyun willing to let go, thinking that Wang Mo was invincible and wanted to escape, he couldn't help but shout: "Where to go!"

The gray demonic energy on his body surged, and he immediately caught up with the sky.

Four dark flames were born under the feet of the Xuanying Fire Lion, and they also flew into the air, opened their bloody mouths, and violently spat out a black flame, shooting towards Wang Mo.

As soon as the flame appeared, there was a cold and cold air in the air, faintly visible, and the looming figures in the flames were distorted faces.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, and the divine sense that poked out suddenly retracted, and just now he felt a cold chill in his divine consciousness.

With his knowledge at this time, he could recognize that the faces were all divine souls, condensed from the flesh and blood spirits that devoured mortals and even monks alive.

Wang Mo's eyes flashed with coldness, and his left palm leaned forward violently, and a blue-gold giant palm appeared in front of him in an instant, slapping towards the ghost fire.

There was a crackling sound, and the ghost fire was slapped away by the giant palm, although it dissolved a small half, but it continued to slap down on the head of the Xuanying Fire Lion.

Fear flashed in the eyes of the Xuan Ying Fire Lion, and just now it felt a force that made its heart palpitate, it was an innate feeling of natural enemies, which made it involuntarily retreat.

"Thunder Vitality, you are an immortal cultivator!" At this point in the battle, Sun Yanyun also had some aftertaste, and the induction transmitted from the Xuanying Fire Lion made him confirm his suspicions.

No one can unleash so many thunder spells with just one lightning magic weapon.

Wang Mo didn't answer, he twisted his body and conjured dozens of phantoms in the air to rush towards the Xuanying Fire Lion, and the heavy sword in his hand slashed straight down.

Looking at the dozens of phantoms that couldn't tell the difference between truth and falsehood, Sun Yanyun's face was ugly for a while, although his boulder magic weapon was powerful, but in the face of such a flexible enemy, he was a little restrained for a while.

The golden bowl on top of his head little by little again wanted to sacrifice the little yellow snake and trap Wang Mo on the spot.

Unexpectedly, Wang Mo was already on guard, and the five magic sound rings around him suddenly let out a piercing scream, and smashed their heads towards Sun Dianyun.

And Sun Yanyun has naturally been wary of this magic sound ring that can release the magic sound that disturbs the divine sense, and under the guarded by the divine sense, he just feels that the divine sense is slightly dull.

A little of the boulder magic weapon floating around him suddenly turned into a bigger one, covering the top of his head.

In the clanging sound, the boulder hit by the magic sound ring trembled, and the demonic energy splashed everywhere, but there was a sense of equal strength.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, the Xuanying Fire Lion let out a terrible roar, and its huge head kept shaking.

I saw that there was a fist-sized blood hole in his right eye, and black blood was flowing out of it, but he didn't know what magic weapon Wang Mo used to hurt him.

Sun Yanyun only felt a slight pain in his consciousness, and his face suddenly became ugly, he was connected to the fire lion's heart, and naturally sensed its situation.

He found that the fire lion's spiritual sense actually entered a foot-long blood-colored needle-like magic weapon in his right eye, emitting a bloodshot that dissolved its already small spiritual sense.