It was a long time before the explosion subsided.

When the smoke cleared and passed, the scene inside was gradually revealed.

Tong Baichuan and Hua Mingli actually resisted the ferocious attack, but both of them looked embarrassed.

Tong Baichuan is better, the magic robe he is wearing is indeed extraordinary, there is not the slightest damage, but his face is pale and abnormal, and the corners of his mouth are bleeding.

As for Hua Mingli, it is much more serious. Not only was he covered in blood, but the protective mask had already broken open, and he fell to the ground weakly, with a panicked look on his face.

Yuan Fei was the least injured one, but the clothes he was wearing had also become tattered, the light masks around him had also disappeared, and the surface of the Xuanguang Armor was pitch black, with some potholes.

However, after the surface of this armor flashed, it slowly repaired automatically, and soon returned to its original state.

"Hey, there are a lot of means! Then I'll solve them first. After Mo Luo saw this scene, he couldn't help but be stunned, and after glancing at Yuan Fei with a flash of color in his eyes, he suddenly disappeared with a shake of his shoulder.

Just when the three of them were shocked, a figure suddenly flashed in front of Tong Baichuan's eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of Mo Luo's mouth, he just raised a finger and flicked it gently, and a muffled sound of "poof" came into his ears, and Tong Baichuan suddenly had a thumb-sized blood hole on his forehead.

Tong Baichuan's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth in disbelief, but he didn't make any sound, and then with a "poof", he fell to the ground in anger.

"Seniors spare their lives! Seniors just want that 'Yuan-devouring Dafa'? Juniors will leave it to their seniors. And the younger generation has collected a lot of treasures over the years, although it can't get into the eyes of the seniors, just take it as a little bit of the juniors' mind. Hua Mingli saw Mo Luo looking at him, and he swallowed a mouthful of spit in fright, quickly took off the storage bag on his waist, and kowtowed like pounding garlic to beg for mercy.

"Haha, I like people like you. However, if it was just now, this seat might still let you live. Now...... Die!" Moro laughed triumphantly, then suddenly narrowed his gaze and raised his hand to the air.

With a scream, Hua Mingli's head was blown open, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Now it's your turn!" After doing this, Mo Luo's gaze turned and fell on Yuan Fei.

"There is no grudge between the subordinates and the seniors, why should the seniors rush to kill them all?" Yuan Fei glanced at the corpses of Tong Baichuan and the others, and his heart suddenly rose a little.

Tong Baichuan and Hua Mingli helped him, but it relieved him a lot of pressure, and now that the two of them have both fallen, only one of them is alone to face this murderous demon who does not blink!

"You Nether monks, in the eyes of this seat, are no different from ants, kill them. Besides, this seat has just been out of trouble, and there are still a few decent magic weapons missing, and the bloody knife in your hand is exactly what this seat wants. Mo Luo glanced at the Yin Luo knife and said with a smile.

"Since the seniors have to work hard to force each other, then I have to accompany them to the end. Hearing this, Yuan Fei gritted his teeth and said with raised eyebrows.

As soon as the words fell, he quickly pinched the trick with one hand, and suddenly a faint black glow flew out, but after the corpses of Tong Baichuan and Hua Mingli were rolled, they flew back again.

Mo Luo thought that Yuan Fei was going to attack, but after seeing this scene, he was a little puzzled, so he looked at Yuan Fei's actions with a strange expression, and did not mean to intervene.

But when Yuan Fei finished doing this, he suddenly disappeared in place with a shake of his shoulder.

At this time, Mo Luo couldn't hold his breath, and as soon as his sleeves rolled, a blood-colored light shrouded all the three treasures, and with just one roll, the three treasures all disappeared.

But when Moro saw what was in his hand, he couldn't help but turn pale. The three magic weapons that were originally covered were actually missing one.

At the same time, a few feet away, Yuan Fei appeared again, and there was a black treasure robe in his hand.

"Look for death!" Moro's eyes flashed, and with a wave of one hand, a ray of blood shot out.

Yuan Fei said "not good" in his heart, quickly shook his shoulder, and disappeared in place out of thin air, and the blood was also empty with a blow.

But as soon as Yuan Fei appeared, he was taken aback. Moro appeared in front of him like a shadow, and at the same time he clenched his fist and slammed out like lightning.

With a muffled sound, Yuan Fei suddenly flew upside down like a broken kite, and then fell to the ground with a "poof".

If it were someone else, even if he didn't die under such a heavy blow, he would at least have broken bones and tendons. But with Yuan Fei's physical strength, he only spit out a mouthful of blood and did not suffer any fatal damage.

"I didn't expect you to still have a double cultivation of the Dharma body! However, in front of this seat, you are also vulnerable. A hint of surprise flashed in Moro's eyes, but he immediately snorted disdainfully.

As soon as the words fell, Moro's body blurred and slowly disappeared.

But before it really disappeared, Yuan Fei suddenly pinched his forehead quickly.

Suddenly, a black ghost eye burst out, and a black light shot out from it, enveloping Moro's body in it.

Mora's body, which had already become dim, was condensed again after being shrouded in brilliance, and it recovered in just one breath.

"What kind of supernatural power is this?" Mo Luo couldn't help but look shocked after seeing the strangeness of the ghost in Yuan Fei's forehead.

Just when Mo Luo was stunned, Yuan Fei only flickered the blood blade, and suddenly the Yin Luo knife exploded several times in the light, and at the same time, a cloud of black flame and a cloud of pale cold qi also gushed out, attaching to the surface of the blood blade.

Then Yuan Fei waved his arms suddenly, and the blood blade swelled up again, turning into a huge blood blade and slashing down.

This knife was obviously much more fierce than the previous attack, and in a flash, a giant blood blade appeared above the top of Mo Luo's head in the blink of an eye, and as long as it was a few feet down, it could split Mo Luo in half!

For the first time, Mo Luo's face showed a solemn expression, and with a wave of one arm in front of him, a blood-colored light curtain condensed out.

Immediately after, his palm was raised, and a small cyan tripod floated out.

With a roar, the blood-colored giant blade slashed at the blood-colored light curtain, and the brilliance was dazzling, and the wind and waves rolled out from the place of attack, pouring out in all directions.

The next moment, a crisp sound like the porcelain shattering, the blood-colored light curtain only resisted for a moment, and then it shattered violently, while the blood blade was castrated unabated, hitting the cyan Xiaoding.

What was surprising was that as soon as the blood blade slashed down, a dazzling cyan light emanated from the surface of the cyan Xiaoding, and the power of the blood blade was completely submerged in it.

When the blue light disappeared, the cyan Xiaoding was still floating steadily above Mo Luo's head, and the giant blood blade transformed by the Yin Luo Knife had already returned to its original state.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Fei glanced at the Yin Luo Knife in his hand with a pale face, and then raised his hand to look at the unharmed Mo Luo, and couldn't help but show a look of horror on his face, as if he didn't believe everything in front of him at all.

It's no wonder that just now it was a blow with all his might. With the blessings of his various supernatural powers, even if the other party is a primordial god early stage monk, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be injured after he bears this attack solidly.

But the big man in front of him, except for a look of surprise on his face, was actually intact!

"Xiaoyou is really different, with the late stage of Rong Yuan's cultivation, he can unleash an attack that is almost the power of the Yuan Shen stage, which is really rare! And what makes this seat unexpected, you actually have the magic power of breaking the space. Hehe, although I don't know where you come from, but you don't have the ability to attack with the same power anymore, so let's die obediently!"

As he spoke, as soon as Mo Luo's right hand was raised, a blood-colored ball of light condensed out.

"The strength of the Yuanshen Stage cultivator is really strong, but I haven't said that it is only the power of one blow. After Yuan Feichang exhaled a breath, his wrist shook violently.

Suddenly, the Yin Luo Knife in his hand swelled again, and at the same time, black flames and pale cold qi also burst out, and a suffocating spiritual pressure swept out.

Not only that, Yuan Fei slapped his waist with one hand, and a black light flew out, and then disappeared in a flash.

By this time, Moro had been frightened.

Although Yuan Fei hadn't launched an attack yet, he could still feel that it would definitely not be much weaker than last time.

He really couldn't figure out how Yuan Fei could not have the slightest sign of a lack of true yuan after sending out such a ferocious blow before.

At this moment, Moro began to hesitate.

Although he had already taken away Gu Chunqiu and occupied the other party's body, it would take a period of adjustment before it could be completely fused together.

Moreover, now his Yuan Shen is still very weak, and as long as he uses the power of the Yuan Shen once, it will increase the burden on the Yuan Shen.

In addition, his Aoki Ding is a spiritual treasure, which is not at all something that can be urged by a monk in the Yuan Shen Period, and just in a panic, he had no choice but to use a secret method to stimulate some of the power of Aoki Ding, which has already constituted a great burden on himself, if he does not quickly find a pure place to recover his vitality, it is very possible to fall directly into the Rongyuan realm.

What's more, he found a black light flashing away in front of him, and hidden all around. Although it did not see what it was, it still felt a hint of threat.

"Wait a minute, this little friend, this seat is not really trying to embarrass you, but because you have something about this seat. If you are willing to return the things to this seat, how about you and I go our separate ways?" After a moment of silence, Moro suddenly smiled faintly, and his tone softened.