Chapter 1130 has the upper hand

"Feng Ming Sect, hehe, Ming Daoyou won't think that I came to Fengming Mountain alone, don't hide it from Mo Daoyou, tomorrow, there will be no Feng Ming Sect, they are still too busy to take care of themselves, Mo Daoyou should not have illusions. ”

Mo Kongxiao just pretended to be seriously injured and deceived Zong Qiong, only to detonate the magic weapon and injure Zong Qiong, and now he is spurting blood from his mouth again, although he looks very wolf, Zong Qiong will not act rashly.

The Annihilation Array can not only create a space full of demonic energy in a short period of time, but also eliminate the spiritual power fluctuations of spell collisions, although Mo Kongxiao's magic weapon explodes by itself, and it is inevitable that a little breath will leak out, but Zong Qiong does not believe that in the current Fengming Mountain area, there is still a Jindan who dares to fly overnight, as for the Yuan Baby, in the Fengming Mountain area, is there still a Yuan Infant who is too idle to do!

The battle between him and Mo Kongxiao was at an altitude of about 500 zhang, and the monks below the golden pill couldn't feel it at all.

As for the poisonous qi or something, such a childish little trick, Zong Qiong was familiar with it when he was fifteen years old, so he naturally didn't care about it.

The enemy's counterattack before death was the most dangerous moment in the battle, at least in the Annihilation Array, he had a big advantage, and Zong Qiong was not in a hurry.

The purple flame on the purple gold jade furnace can directly incinerate the body of the magic weapon, which is extremely difficult, and Mo Kongxiao relied on this characteristic of the purple fire to block several powerful attacks of Zong Qiong, and Zong Qiong is obviously a person with rich experience in fighting, feeling the weirdness of the purple fire, and immediately slowed down the rhythm of the attack, the white hammer led but did not start, Mo Kongxiao was helpless about it.

The white hammer is powerful and heavy, it is the nemesis of defensive spells such as the talisman light mask, but Mo Kongxiao hopes that the white hammer and the purple fire are different, and now the white hammer is just moving irregularly nearby, although it does not really consume his true yuan divine sense, but the pressure brought by the white hammer quickly consumes Mo Kongxiao's mind, Zong Qiong believes that Mo Kongxiao, who is physically and mentally exhausted, will always show flaws.

"Hehe, Zongqiong Daoist is wrong to say! My Fengming Sect's good life has just begun, and it will get better and better in the future, but Zongqiong Daoyou, since you have come to Fengming Mountain, why don't you stay and have a drink, Zage Daoist is waiting for you in Mingfeng Mountain." ”

A snow-white and crystal flying sword appeared in the sky, the whole body was glowing with a bright and cold light, forcing the moonlight to dim, the flying sword was lying across the night sky, intimidating, with Duanmu Jing snorting softly, a faint light and brilliance, just like that, gently and quietly, like a spark inadvertently rubbed, flashed.

"Duanmu Jing, hehe, Mo Kongxiao, go die!"

The snow-white sword light slashed through the churning demonic qi, and in an instant, Zong Qiong sighed helplessly, threw out a black ball with his left hand, pinched it with his right hand, and his body shook slightly, teleporting to the other side of the Annihilation Array, his body flickered and turned into a black gas, and he broke through the air without hesitation, and soon disappeared without a trace in the sky.

Although Duanmu Jing's sword light is gorgeous and the power is mediocre, Zong Qiong doesn't particularly care, but since Duanmu Jing can come, it is very likely that the "Lin Feifeng" of Fengjiabao is preparing some means next to him, and Zong Qiong is unwilling to face this formation grandmaster of the Fengming Sect who is most valued by the task force.

In fact, Duanmu Jing's long-planned attack was so weak that Zong Qiong was taken aback, he couldn't be sure if Duanmu Jing was really such a rubbish, or if he was playing tricks and deliberately showing weakness, and at the same time attracting and dragging himself to rescue Mo Kongxiao, in order to buy time for Lin Feifeng, but he was unwilling to gamble.

Fengming Mountain, after all, is the home of human beings.

Although he had to spend a Chiyan True Demon Bullet because of this, which made Zong Qiong very distressed, it was worth the money to be able to kill an alchemy grandmaster of the Yuan Infant Rank, the Chiyan True Demon Bullet.

For the Chiyan True Demon Bullet, Zong Qiong was very confident.

"Boom!"

With an earth-shattering bang, the black ball ignored the obstruction of the fire dragon transformed into a purple flame, easily penetrated the fire dragon, and after hitting the body of the purple gold jade furnace, it suddenly burst open, the black brilliance was dazzling, covering the entire annihilation array for a while, and the shocking fluctuations swept out in all directions, and the rich demonic qi was like being swept away by the wind, and it was scattered without a trace, and at the same time, a scorching breath filled the entire space.

"Mo Daoyou, are you okay?"

I don't know if the Zijin Huayu Furnace was shattered by the Chiyan True Demon Bomb, or if Mo Kongxiao took the initiative to give up the car to protect the handsome and took the initiative to blow up the Zijin Huayu Furnace, hehe, no matter what, Mo Kongxiao is not comfortable. ”

Fortunately, the bursting process was very short, and in the blink of an eye, the black light converged, and the demonic qi collapsed, Duanmu Jing shook his head regretfully in his heart, looked at Mo Kongxiao in mid-air, and asked lightly, a light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Zong Qiong didn't say a word, and immediately ran away, facing a demon king who was bent on leaving, Duanmu Jing was alone, and he couldn't find any way to keep guests.

The Chiyan True Demon Bullet is famous, and Duanmu Jing knows something about the general situation, but it is also the first time he has seen the power of the Chiyan True Demon Bullet, and he is not surprised that Mo Kongxiao can escape with his life in the explosion of the Chiyan True Demon Bullet.

In terms of wealth, Duanmu Jing believes that the two of them are not as good as Mo Kongxiao, which Yuanying monk does not have two hole cards to save his life......

"Thank you Duanmu Daoyou! Daoyou is saving your life today, if he has a fate, the old man will definitely repay him!

"Duanmu Jing's sword is ordinary, is Zong Qiong really scared? Who is Zag, he sounds like a demon clan, hehe, you can't stay in the land of right and wrong for a long time, this account has to be calculated slowly in the future. Feng Mingzong, I hope that in the battle of Tianmen Mountain, you Giant Horn Palace, there will not be too many deaths. ”

Mo Kongxiao opened his mouth to swallow a bright red pill, and nodded reluctantly to Duanmu Jing, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he squeezed out a smile.

His body aura has completely collapsed, his clothes are torn, scarred, blood dripping everywhere, his whole body is scorched, his left arm is empty, he looks like a wolf, not counting the demonic qi in his body, just looking at the injuries outside, it is by no means "no problem", but the problem is very strict.

What's more important is that the Chiyan True Demon Bullet that Zong Qiong had to throw at the last moment is obviously not an ordinary thing, in the explosion just now, Mo Kongxiao did not hesitate to detonate the Zijin Huayu Furnace, and commanded the power of the self-explosion to fight against the Chiyan True Demon Bullet, so he barely saved his life, but the Zijin Huayu Furnace shattered into seven pieces, scattered and floating around Mo Kongxiao, obviously completely damaged.

The natal magic weapon was destroyed, and it could not be "no problem" for any monk, but the problem was very strict, and Mo Kongxiao was in no mood to pay attention to language art with him anymore.

He didn't believe that Duanmu Jing happened to pass by here, coupled with Lin Feixiong's unusual and strange actions in front of him, Mo Kongxiao had his own thoughts about why he was ambushed by the demon clan in his body.

Of course, Mo Kongxiao has no evidence, and he doesn't want to believe that the Fengming Sect will join forces with the demon clan to deal with him, but it is not impossible for Duanmu Jing to guide him intentionally or unintentionally, watch the fire from the other side, and wait until the end to pick up the ready-made bargain.

It's a pity that the shape is stronger than people, and Mo Kongxiao is not qualified to get to the bottom of it now.

However, he still didn't want to entangle with Duanmu Jingduo.

A gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, Mo Kongxiao may not be a gentleman, but ten years, he can still afford to wait.

Even if Baiqiaomen is famous for alchemy in Fengming Mountain, he will go back to recuperate from his injuries for ten years, and it may not be enough.

"Hehe! Mo Daoyou is too polite! The demons are our common enemy, besides, I just pass by here occasionally, and I can't talk about saving lives or not. ”

"I'm sorry to go!"

Duanmu Jing smiled coldly, his mouth dealt with it casually, his heart moved, and there was an extra thumb-sized cyan bead in his palm, he flicked his fingers, and the cyan bead shot out, instantly appearing in front of Mo Kongxiao's eyes, in Mo Kongxiao's disbelieving gaze, the cyan bead exploded out of thin air, and a trace of green light shot out, turning into a big cyan net, covering Mo Kongxiao in the middle.

If Mo Kongxiao hadn't been in such a hurry to leave, Duanmu Jing might have some scruples, after all, in the face of an old Yuanying monk who could teleport, even if the opponent was already seriously injured, Duanmu Jing was not absolutely sure to leave him, but Mo Kongxiao didn't say anything that he was leaving, Duanmu Jing was relieved.

If Mo Kongxiao could get out at any time, he would naturally not be so disregarding the face and dignity of the Yuanying Monk, and would be in a hurry to stay away from the land of right and wrong.

Duanmu Jing and Mo Kongxiao have been fighting in secret for nearly a hundred years, although they have not directly faced each other, but they are familiar with Mo Kongxiao and his people, and they can't be more familiar.

"Shaft dares!"

Mo Kongxiao's face was full of disbelief, and in the angry shout, streams of inky black yin qi erupted from his mouth, quickly wrapping it layer after layer, desperately resisting the cyan net that was already close.

Everyone can see that his shape just now is not good, since Duanmu Jing scared Zong Qiong away, it can also be said that he saved Mo Kongxiao's life, it stands to reason that he will not do anything to Mo Kongxiao immediately, why did Duanmu Jing go to such great trouble, Mo Kongxiao, I really can't figure it out.

"Close!"

Duanmu Jing's eyes flashed with cold light, his hands pinched, the big net composed of green mangs, flashed a few times, suddenly contracted, the green light was dazzling, accompanied by a scream, Mo Kongxiao, who only symbolically struggled for a while, was instantly bound and sturdy, and could no longer move a bit, and there was still half of the scolding left, and he swallowed it back.

"Mo Daoyou, I'm offended! Mr. Zhao, let's go back. ”

Duanmu Jing flashed out the Dao method to Mo Kongxiao, and greeted the empty air in front of him.

Mo Kongxiao's reasoning may be very reasonable, but that is just Mo Kongxiao's reasoning, and Duanmu Jing is not used to acting according to other people's reasoning, he has his own reasoning.

He didn't find any trace of Zhao Yurang, but Duanmu Jing concluded that Zhao Yurang was not far away.