Sure enough, the power of Liu Weizhi's next sword was weakened by five points, and Li Mo didn't bother to hide, and after carrying it hard, he instead raised the mountains and rivers and smashed them at the other party.

Let me speed up the passage of the poison pill for you a little more.

Liu Weizhi could have avoided this smash, but the aura was suddenly not replenished, and the previous aura in his body was exhausted in the last blow, coupled with the aggravation of the pain in his body, Li Mo was able to succeed in one shot.

Liu Weizhi gritted his teeth and asked intermittently, "Slut, what kind of poison did you give?"

Li Mo stood at a relatively safe distance and sneered: "Poison, it's time to enter the heart." You can rest assured, your daughter Liu Ling is still waiting for you, you go down to accompany her. ”

After a few breaths, not only did Liu Yuzhi not die, but the momentum on his body became stronger, but the surface of his skin was covered with black lines.

He laughed and said, "Hahaha, poisoned into the heart, death, let you down, even God is on my side." Suffer death!"

His heart, on the day he chose to enter the devil, was dedicated to the devil.

His whole body was full of demonic energy, holding the spirit sword high, and stabbing at Li Mo like a bamboo.

After turning into a demon, he became even more powerful. After the sword was successful, he slapped it again.

Even though Li Mo was physically strong, with mountains and rivers in front of him, and a magic robe to protect his body, this was a combination of Yuanying Monk's demonization, and she spurted out a mouthful of blood, flying upside down like a kite with a broken string.

Still suffering internal injuries.

Liu Weizhi hurried to catch up, Li Mo couldn't dodge, and sprinkled a handful of poisonous powder out. It's a toxin that paralyzes people's nerves, but I don't know if it will be effective against demons.

The toxin still worked, but it only lasted for a few breaths, but it bought time for Li Mo.

With a blow of force from her feet, she catapulted out, widening the distance. The mountains and rivers were enlarged again, becoming like half a mountain, and suppressing the other party.

The mountains and rivers that were as heavy as halfway up the mountain only suppressed him for a few breaths, and under the wild impact of the demonic energy in his whole body, Li Mo and the mountains and rivers were knocked away again and smashed to the ground.

The poison was useless, and Li Mo only hated himself for not thinking of refining the poison pill to deal with the demon clan and demon cultivation. Fight, it seems that it can't be beaten.

Three hundred and sixty counts, go for the top count.

Taking advantage of being smashed away, Li Mo got up very quickly and fled.

When Liu Weizhi ran over, he only saw an afterimage of Li Mo. He frowned, then finally stretched out again, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

Prey, chase after it, it's good to be hot.

His speed is also not slow, and the benefits of demonization are still many.

Li Mo escaped at least 5,000 miles, she ran in the direction of Tiandao Mountain, and Tiandao Mountain, who claimed to be a decent monk in the world, didn't know if she had found this demon cultivator.

Finally I was inhabited.

With a claw of Liu Weizhi's illusory black hand, Li Mo fell to the ground again, and the dragon escape technique was also forced to be lifted.

Facing each other, Li Mo stood up, straightened his back, and swayed with full momentum, and burst the bubbles all over his body, which were also black. It's full of demonic spirits.

This time, she also used the aura of her whole body, and the pseudo-spirit technique could not disguise the aura.

Liu Weizhi landed in front of her, and said with a look of surprise: "I didn't expect you to be a demon girl, I don't know if drinking your blood can make my magic skills go further." ”

Li Mo was silent, and all the explosive bubbles burst towards Liu Weizhi, but when he saw a black smoke floating out, they all dissolved.

Liu Weizhi's spirit sword had already reached Li Mo's eyebrows, but the red edge of Li Mo's magic robe suddenly lit up with a monstrous red light, and a brilliant red feather floated on top of the red light, and finally turned into a flaming phoenix and rushed towards Liu Weizhi.

He also blocked his sword.

The Phoenix Flame seems to be the natural enemy of demonic energy. I only heard the scorching sound of "Zizi" and the screams of Liu Weizhi.

It turned out that when Feng Yan was refining the magic robe for Li Mo, in order to save dragon scales, he added his own naturally falling off phoenix feathers.

It's a pity that this monstrous flame attack is not a life-saving means that Feng Yan left on the Phoenix Feather to Li Mo, but just a little bit of the original owner's momentum left by the Phoenix Feather.

This momentum came and went, but it also retreated quickly.

The flames disappeared too early, and Liu Weizhi only hurt a little fur.

He shouted sharply: "What other means do you have, use it!" At the same time, he slashed at Li Mo with a palm.

Under his rage, this palm seemed to use the source of the devil in his body, and if it was hit, Li Mo was only afraid that he would be blown into slag.

"The lackeys of the demon clan also dare to do so in front of my Tiandao Mountain. A pair of illusory palms like white jade greeted Liu Weizhi's black clutches.

Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief, the people of Tiandao Mountain finally came.

The two of them just slapped each other a few times, and Liu Weizhi turned into black smoke and disappeared.

There is no traceability, and there is no trace and direction to be found. The owner of this white jade palm then walked up to Li Mo and hugged his fists and said, "In the white painting of the Lower Heaven Dao Mountain, I also ask Daoyou to tell me the details of this demon cultivation." ”

"Bai Hua, but the eldest son of the Heavenly Dao Mountain Sect, the white painting who entered the Tao with righteousness?" asked Li Mo.

"It's down there. Bai Hua said with his fists clenched. Sure enough, the white clothes are picturesque, the appearance is dignified, and the righteousness is incomparable. He was a cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, but his combat power was not inferior to that of the middle of the Yuan Infant, and he did not despise Li Mo because of his low cultivation. It's really good looks, good cultivation, good temperament, and good cultivation.

Li Mo was thinking about it, and informed the head of the Demon Cultivation Baicao Pavilion that he was now Danta's identity, so the next step was to report his grievances with the Baicao Pavilion, and then reveal his identity.

Sure enough, the white painting asked again: "I see that there is still a demonic energy here, what is going on?"

Li Mo covered his chest and said, "That is a magic weapon of the juniors, but it has been destroyed by that demon cultivator." I don't know who that demon cultivator is, I want to go to Tiandao Mountain to visit my friends, who knows that when I walk here, I will be intercepted and killed by that demon cultivator, saying that if you drink my blood, you can go further in your magic skills. ”

Demon cultivation has always been a cruel and cold-blooded representative, and many of them cultivate by sucking human blood and pumping people's souls. Li Mo's answer is fine.

Bai Hua looked at Li Mo's seriously injured, delicate and agile appearance, but he did not doubt him. Instead, he asked with concern: "It doesn't matter if you are injured by Little Daoyou, since you are going to visit your friend, why don't I send you to my Tiandao Mountain to heal your injuries." You were injured by the Demon Cultivator, and I can't ignore it. ”

As he spoke, he took out a four-grade healing pill and fed it to Li Mo by hand.

Li Mo secretly despised it in his heart, he was really stingy, and he was only a four-grade healing pill.

In his mouth, he said respectfully and gratefully: "Then thank you seniors." ”

Following this white painting, Li Mo entered Tiandao Mountain extremely smoothly this time. The white painting turned the spirit sword into a long rainbow, carrying Li Mo into Tiandao Mountain, and there was no one who stopped him.

All the way to the top of the mountain where the white painting was located, except for a few majestic halls that Li Mo saw, the rest of the Tiandao Mountain was ordinary. But that's what it seems to be more in line with the avenue. I don't know if it's a coincidence or if it was originally carefully arranged, revealing the artistic conception of simplicity and returning to the basics everywhere.