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The peak ancestor of the Wuji Sect was overjoyed, and he opened his palm and grabbed it towards this demon luo's palm.

For the sake of this Mo Luo's palm, he destroyed all his purple gold heavenly clocks, and now the reward has finally come.

The huge spiritual power grabbed the palm of this demon and quickly sealed it.

The Dao weapon is extremely powerful, even if it is a Dao weapon without a master, it is not easy for the Yuanying Cultivator to refine it.

Moreover, at this time, the Black Mountain Ancestor has not completely died, but this Ancestor can't wait.

Mo Luo's palm emitted black energy, resisting the seal of this ancestor. However, because there is no control of the Black Mountain Ancestor, the resistance is not very strong.

But even so, it was not an easy thing for the Peak Ancestor of the Wuji Sect to completely control it in a short period of time.

At this time, the Black Mountain Ancestor was lying in a ruin on the other side of the mountain. His body was full of broken bones, and blood was constantly spitting out from his mouth.

He was careless, even in the face of the Black Heaven Dao Ancestor, he had never been so embarrassed.

Because he had escaped from the hands of the Black Heaven Dao Ancestor, and because he had two Dao weapons in his hands, he looked down on the other Yuanying cultivators very much.

It's just that he didn't expect that this Wuji Sect Yuanying Peak Ancestor would be so courageous, and not long before the battle began, he directly performed a spirit treasure sacrifice and directly destroyed a heaven-level spirit treasure.

Feeling the terrible situation in his body, the Black Mountain Ancestor quickly summoned the Demon Dragon, and at the same time began to try to recall the Demon Luo Palm.

However, at the slightest sense, his face became extremely ugly. The other party was actually sealing his own Moluo palm.

This Moluo palm is a Dao weapon, although he has recognized the master, but he has not been able to completely refine, once he is taken by the other party, and then slowly refined, I am afraid that he will soon lose control of this Moluo palm.

A hint of determination flashed on Black Mountain's face, and then he quickly used his consciousness to urge this Mo Luo's palm, only to see that Mo Luo's palm suddenly lit up with black light, and then the black flame began to burn.

The Black Mountain Ancestor once again spat out blood, his face was full of madness, and then he burst out laughing.

"If you want to snatch my spiritual treasure, no one can do it!"

The Peak Ancestor of the Wuji Sect was shocked when he saw that the palm of this Demon Luo suddenly burned with flames, and then quickly gave up the seal and left quickly.

He roared loudly: "Crazy, this guy is crazy, he even wants to sacrifice Dao weapons!"

At this moment, I saw a terrifying aura emanating from the palm of Mo Luo's hand, and then the black flame quickly dissipated.

The palm of Mo Luo's hand is a Dao weapon, and the spirit spirit in the Dao weapon is not weaker than the spirit of the Tianxu Realm, and the combat power is far more than that.

Feeling that Montenegro was going to destroy it, he immediately used this flame to extinguish the soul imprint left by Montenegro inside, completely cut off the connection with Montenegro, and became an ownerless Dao weapon.

Although this Moluo palm is a Dao weapon, it is also a magic weapon, and the spirit of the instrument inside is full of demonic energy, and after solving the situation that he is about to be killed at this time, he suddenly became angry.

Black energy emanated from the palm of this demon luo's hand, and instantly enveloped all the primordial infant cultivators of the Wuji Sect.

A terrible sound sounded in the black mist. At this moment, Mo Luo's palm, without the master, can instead exert the full power of the Dao weapon, but after the cast, he needs to slowly accumulate it himself before he can exert the failure of the Dao weapon again.

The Peak Ancestor of the Wuji Sect was the first to break through the black mist, he was covered in embarrassment, and there were still a few claw marks on his face, as well as a frightened look.

Subsequently, several other Yuanying Cultivators also rushed out, but there was one less than before.

The black mist contracted rapidly, and finally revealed the palm of Mo Luo's hand again, only to see that the palm of Mo Luo at this time was blood red, and the three fingers in the middle were like spears, with a Yuan Infant Monk inserted.

"Tian Feng Ancestor!"

Several Wuji Sect ancestors said angrily.

This Tianfeng Ancestor was the weakest among the people, but he didn't expect that he couldn't escape and was killed by this demon Luo's palm.

With a slight shock of Mo Luo's palm, the body of this Tian Feng Ancestor was quickly destroyed, turning into Dao energy, which was absorbed by this Mo Luo's palm.

Then, the Moro's palm lightly grabbed forward, and the space suddenly cracked, and the Moro's palm flew in quickly and disappeared.

"Damn, I didn't expect such a big loss this time, hmph, when you catch that guy, you must skin him and cramp, and his soul will be burned and tortured forever. This Yuan Infant Peak Ancestor shouted angrily.

The loss of a heaven-level spirit treasure, but the failure to obtain this weapon, made him extremely angry.

He flew quickly towards the place where the Black Mountain Ancestor had fallen.

Soon, he saw the Black Mountain Ancestor, and saw the other party sitting on the demon dragon.

"Even if you have this demon dragon, I will kill you today!" "The Peak Ancestor of the Wuji Sect Yuan Ying shouted angrily.

I saw that Black Mountain smiled strangely, and then took out a black bead, which emitted black light, and in an instant, a spatial crack was revealed in front of Black Mountain, and the demon dragon quickly drilled into it and disappeared.

"Again... Another Dao weapon!" This Wuji Sect Ancestor had a shocked look on his face.

It was extremely difficult for Yuanying Monks to obtain Dao weapons, especially here in the Triple Heavens, because there had never been a Heavenly Palace Cultivator in the sect, so it was basically difficult to obtain.

On the contrary, there are more secret realms.

At this time, in the secret realm of Tianxu, Tan Song was cultivating hard, and he didn't know what was happening outside.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

Something broke into his Tianxu secret realm.

He quickly appeared outside, looking at the huge palm above the sky, his eyes showed an incredible divine ******* Luo palm, how could it appear here, could it be that the Black Mountain Ancestor had broken into this secret realm?" Tan Song was extremely frightened in his heart.

After entering this secret realm, this demon luo did not attack immediately, but began to absorb the power of this secret realm to recover himself.

At this time, basalt and willow trees also appeared quickly.

I saw Xuanwu rushing directly towards this demon palm, and at the same time opened his big mouth and swallowed this demon palm in one gulp.

Tan Song was dumbfounded, this Moluo palm is a Dao weapon, and it also has a master, this Xuanwu can actually swallow this palm.

I only heard Xuanwu's voice coming: "I want to refine this weapon, don't disturb me during this period!"

Tan Song was in a hurry when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Xuanwu, this is the palm of Mo Luo's hand, and it is the Dao weapon of the Black Mountain Ancestor, why did you swallow it directly?"

Xuanwu's voice came: "This palm has no owner, so I dare to swallow it directly." Don't worry, since it's in my stomach, I can't escape. ”

Tan Song was a little puzzled when he heard this, this Mo Luo's palm didn't have an owner. Could it be that Montenegro was exterminated?

But he didn't know that this black mountain would lose the palm of Mo Luo, and it had a lot to do with him. If he hadn't killed Xiong Ling and his master, he wouldn't have attracted the Yuanying Cultivator of the Wuji Sect, which eventually led to this battle.

At this time, the Black Mountain Ancestor was hiding in a corner of Qianlong Island, silently recovering from his injuries.

"This time it's really a big loss, and without the palm of Moro's hand, my strength is at least half gone. However, I still have a slight connection with the palm of the Moluo, as long as my strength recovers a little, I can go and find it again!"

Montenegro muttered to himself.

He took out an elixir and began to take it.

Half a month later, he opened his eyes suddenly.

"What's the matter, the connection between me and the palm of Moluo's hand has been completely severed. Damn, this Moluo palm was obtained by someone else so quickly, and he also recognized the master!"

This Mo Luo's palm weapon is extremely fierce, if he doesn't meet a fierce enough master, he won't choose to recognize the master at all, so he is so relieved.

But I didn't expect that after only more than ten days, I had already confessed to the Lord again.

Where would the Black Mountain Ancestor have thought that this Demon Luo Palm actually met Xuanwu. Xuanwu is a divine beast, but its ferocity is even more terrifying than that of a fierce beast.

If it weren't for the countless years he spent in the secret realm, which wiped out some of his ferocity, I'm afraid that Tan Song would have been killed before he could open his mouth when he met him.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he felt Tan Song's breath again, and this time it was extremely strong.

Being able to have such a situation can only show that Tan Song has come out of the secret realm.

"Boy, if it weren't for the arrest of you, I would have lost a Dao weapon, even if you are willing to worship me as a teacher this time, I will torture you for ten years first!" said the Black Mountain Ancestor angrily.

Immediately, he quickly tore through the space and rushed towards the place where Tan Song was.

Tan Song had just come out of the secret realm, he had just finished his cultivation, and at this time, he had already thoroughly cultivated to the Nine Moons, as long as he made another breakthrough, he would be able to cultivate into the Sun Mangxing Body.

However, Tan Song planned to return to the Blood Refining Sect first.

By his side, Xuanwu turned into a young man and stood quietly beside him.

It only took more than ten days for Xuanwu to make this demon Luo palm recognize him as the master, and now Xuanwu's strength can be said to be an invincible existence in Yuanying.

Moreover, his huge spiritual power is enough for him to completely refine this Demon Luo Palm, unlike the Black Mountain Ancestor, although he is also the peak of the Yuan Infant, he cannot refine this Demon Luo Palm.

Just as the two of them wanted to leave, they saw that the space in front of them suddenly cracked, and then the Black Mountain Ancestor walked out of the crack.

The Black Mountain Ancestor looked at Tan Song, and his eyes suddenly turned a little red, it was this kid who caused him to lose the palm of Mo Luo.

"Boy, I didn't expect to be met by me here. Hehe, this time, I'll see if you can escape. ”

As soon as the Black Mountain Ancestor came out, he used his Dao weapon to block the surrounding space, so that Tan Song could not return to the secret realm.

Tan Song looked at the Black Mountain Ancestor strangely, and then asked, "Black Mountain Ancestor, where is your Mo Luo palm?"

When the Black Mountain Ancestor heard this, he immediately looked at Tan Song in surprise, thinking that the previous matter had already been spread, and even Tan Song knew about it.

But then the anger in his heart burned, thinking that this kid even dared to tease himself.

"Very good, the kid has become bolder, it seems that I have to teach you a lesson, otherwise you don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. The Black Mountain Ancestor snorted coldly.

He completely ignored Xuanwu. As long as Xuanwu reined in his aura at this time, and if he didn't sense it carefully, it would be difficult to find out that this was a divine beast at the peak of the primordial infant.

(To be continued.) )