The people of that town were so frightened that they cried out in horror when they saw the terrifying fireball coming, and almost all of them thought that they were dead, and the despair and powerlessness before they died filled their bodies and made them suffer greatly.

But at this time, another battleship in the sky saved them, which naturally made many people who escaped death grateful, and almost all of them knelt down excitedly, bowing to Fang Lie's Yuan Magnetic battleship non-stop!

Although the people were grateful to Fang Lie, the Demon Dao monk who made the move seemed to be humiliated, and he immediately scolded angrily: "Where did you come from, bastard, you dare to me, uncle, don't you want to live?"

As he spoke, he manipulated the Nether Ghost Head, which was thousands of feet in size, and released a huge skull, completely composed of Nether Ghost Fire, and fiercely pounced on Fang Lie's Yuan Magnetic Battleship.

In fact, this supernatural power seems to be strong, but in fact, it is only a matter of face, and it is not very powerful at all.

Naturally, he was not afraid of Fang Lie, but afraid of Mo Lanyun, Momen came in two people this time, among which Mo Lanyun was much more powerful than him, as the so-called dog beating also depends on the owner, he just wanted to scare Fang Lie, and he didn't dare to really fight.

Don't look at the Ten Sects of the Demon Dao, it seems that the number is superior, but in fact, the contradictions between the Demon Dao monks are bigger than the righteous path, and they are even put on the table.

If he was really bullied by the two people of Momen, it would be good if his demonic allies didn't follow him.

In this case, how dare he really hurt Fang Lie?

It's a pity that for a strong man like Fang Lie, his intentions were in vain.

Fang Lie didn't care if you had any mercy on his subordinates at all, anyway, he was absolutely ruthless, the thirty-six Yuan Magnetic Divine Light Towers on the Yuan Magnetic Battleship urged together, shooting out thirty-six thick Yuan Magnetic Divine Light, which directly shattered the opponent's skull.

And the remnants were inexhaustible, and they bombarded the opponent's large treasures.

Although it was blocked, it was also a slap in the face.

At this time, Fang Lie sneered and said, "Dog, master, I just want to take care of your affairs, what can you do?"

"Damn~" The other party suddenly became furious and roared angrily: "Fang Lie, don't deceive people too much. Aren't I just killing a few ants? What's the matter with you? I'm doing this to increase my strength and better protect them in a while.

"Hmph!" Fang Lie snorted coldly and said, "If you want to increase your strength, you can go and kill your father, kill your mother, and kill your ancestors for eight generations, they give birth to you bastard, and you deserve to go to hell." But the people here, they are innocent, if you dare to touch any of them, Lao Tzu will kill your dog!"

"Damn~" The guy was so angry that his face turned green, and he roared angrily: "Fang Lie, do you want to start a war with me?"

"Come on, if you start a war, you will start a war~" Fang Lie sneered directly: "Whoever instigates is a bastard!"

"You~" The guy was so angry that he couldn't speak. He is alone, how can he fight against the two masters of Momen?

At this time, different voices finally appeared in the Demon Dao, the disciples of the Blood Sea Sect had long been unpleasant to Fang Lie, and now they were even more annoyed when they saw that he dared to speak out and protect the people below, and he didn't take the Demon Dao master in his eyes at all.

He then sneered directly: "Fang Lie, do you think you can protect these guys?

As he spoke, a blood-colored temple floating in a sea of blood suddenly burst into brilliance, and then a large red dark cloud was formed, quickly floating to the town.

The next moment, raindrops like blood began to fall from the red clouds.

This is the special supernatural power of the Blood Sea Sect, and the blood water that falls contains highly poisonous, as long as ordinary people get it, they will instantly turn into pus and blood and die.

This rain of blood envelops the entire town, and if it really falls, the people inside will definitely die cleanly!

Fang Lie naturally couldn't allow this to happen, and he was so angry that he immediately wanted to make a move.

Unexpectedly, when the disciples of the Netherworld Sect saw this, they immediately laughed and harnessed the Netherworld Ghost Leader to launch an attack on Fang Lie, not seeking to hurt the enemy, but only to let Fang Lie not make a move to save people.

Seeing that tens of thousands of people were in danger, although Fang Lie was anxious in his heart, there was nothing he could do. Because the Nether Ghost Head is also a seventh-order top-grade, and his combat power is fierce, as long as he is not careful, he will be attacked by the opponent's ghost fire.

However, at this critical moment, a water curtain suddenly appeared outside the town, directly cutting off the blood rain, no matter how violently the blood rain fell, it could not break through this seemingly thin water curtain.

Not only that, after the scarlet blood water fell on the water curtain, the color began to fade, and finally transformed into ordinary clear water, which was not caused by any danger.

Seeing this, everyone immediately realized that it was Mo Lanyun who made a move.

Sure enough, Mo Lanyun said directly and unceremoniously at this time: "What? Do you want to be the enemy of your senior brother in the Blood Sea Sect?

As he spoke, the dragon turtle paddled through the water and rushed towards the blood temple in the sea of blood.

When the disciples of the Blood Sea Sect saw this, they immediately regretted it, they had known that they would provoke Mo Lanyun, so he would not do it lightly.

Mo Lanyun is not only much stronger than him, but also has the help of the seventh-order divine beast descendant Dragon Turtle, if he really fights, it is estimated that people can easily destroy themselves if they divide five by two.

In this case, where did he dare to stand up, and hurriedly shouted: "I'm just joking, farewell, farewell!"

As he spoke, he opened the Blood Hall far away, and he didn't dare to fight with Mo Lanyun at all.

At this time, the little Taoist priest of Mingyue also flew over, and said with a smile: "Do you want to fight? Count me in, I'll help Senior Brother Fang!"

At the same time, Mo Lanyun also gathered over, and immediately caught the ghost head of the Netherworld Sect.

None of the other monks of the Demon Dao dared to approach, and they dodged away one after another.

When the guy from the Netherworld Sect heard this, his face turned blue with fright, and he didn't know if he could clean it up, plus Mo Lanyun and Mingyue, was this the rhythm of his death? If he knew this, he would definitely not throw that fireball at will.

It's a pity that he doesn't regret taking the medicine now, and at this point, he can only say: "We are all here to save the people in the world, and it seems extremely inappropriate to have internal strife now, right?"

"Your uncle~" Fang Liekai scolded: "Is your way to save the world is to kill more than 10,000 people first? Just for fun? You dog offal, it's really disgusting! You deserve to be a damn little devil!"

"Damn~" The guy on the other side shouted angrily: "Fang Lie, is there a place for you to speak?" If it weren't for the two of them, how old would you be?"

"It doesn't matter if Lao Tzu is old, as long as I dare to stand up and scold you, it's enough!" Fang Lie sneered: "If you really think you're amazing, then let's do it, one-on-one, and never die!

"You~" The demon monk on the other side was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Just above the sky outside, eighteen high-ranking monks were divided into two factions to face each other in the air.

On the left are ten demonic giants, the first of whom is the half-immortal of the Netherworld Sect, the Netherworld Ancestor.

Behind him were Thunder Tribulation True Persons from other factions, all of whom came to take care of their own people.

There were eight people confronting them, and the two leaders turned out to be Mo Qianxun and the Sword God.

According to reason, both good and evil should each have a half-immortal, but this time I don't know what's wrong, the righteous path has come with two half-immortals.

Although the quota of the disciples of Xi Kunlun was replaced by Mo Lanyun, they also sent the elders of the Thunder Tribulation Zhenren, which could be regarded as a ceremony.

Although the good and evil sides do not deal with each other on weekdays, they now have to work together to deal with the crisis in the devil's den.

At this time, they were looking through the water mirror, looking at the qiē that happened in the secret realm. Especially after the conflict between Fang Lie and the people of the Nether Sect, everyone looked at it more carefully.

That half-immortal Netherworld Ancestor of the Netherworld Sect couldn't help but sneer when he saw that his family's disciples had suffered losses: "Momen is really such a big shelf, he actually meddles with our heads! That Fang Lie, could it be that he really thought that there was no one in the world to govern him?"

"That's right, that's what he thinks!" Mo Qianxun smiled without hesitation: "I, an elder, am also very helpless about this, the world is big, there are many masters, there are always capable people who can clean him up!"

Mo Qianxun said this very weakly, as if he was bowing to the devil, everyone was very strange, why he, who was unusually protective on weekdays, would suddenly say such aggrieved words.

As a result, Mo Qianxun's voice changed, and he said again, "Of course, among these masters, there must not be people from the Netherworld Sect, so even if his strength is low, or even at the bottom, he is also qualified and has the capital, and he doesn't take the little devil of the Netherworld Sect in his eyes!"

"Mo Qianxun, you have such a big breath!" The Netherworld Ancestor suddenly became angry, and shouted directly: "Since you say so, do you dare to let them fight it out once and see who is the one who should be ignored?"

"It's totally okay, no problem!" Mo Qianxun said directly and proudly: "If Fang Lie loses, this eighth-order Nether Orb will be yours!"

As he spoke, Mo Qianxun casually shook out a green bead, and there was a faint burning green flame inside, which looked extremely mysterious and weird.

Seeing this bead, the Netherworld Ancestor was so angry that he died, because this was the exclusive magic weapon of the Netherworld Sect, which was refined with Netherworld Ghost Fire, and if it was an eighth-order, at least it would be necessary for the Thunder Tribulation True Soul to be qualified to use and wear it.

In other words, Mo Qianxun clearly killed a Thunder Tribulation True Person of the Netherworld Sect, and then used the captured treasures as a color head, and made a bet with him, a half-immortal of the Netherworld Sect!

In front of so many people, the Netherworld Ancestor felt that his old face was being smacked!

If there was only one half-immortal Mo Qianhiro on the other side, he wouldn't care about any occasion at all, and Bacheng would do it directly.

But now, the sword god is also there, and he is definitely not an opponent with one enemy and two enemies, so he can only forcibly hold back this breath, and then said viciously: "Mo Qianxun, count you ruthless." This time, I took the bet, if my subordinates can't kill Fang Lie, I will also lose to you an eighth-order magic weapon!"