The power of the wind spirit gathered on the cyan sword is rich and cold, and it is many times stronger than the hole penetration of the shadow wind winged bat.

Simple, direct, slicing through the void, stabbing straight into the fury in mid-air. Everywhere you go, the space is torn apart, revealing the deep darkness behind it.

Fury had just broken free from the wind spirit tornado, and as far as he could see, a wisp of sword light was getting closer and closer in his pupils. Extreme wind pressure, even before the sword light arrived, the skin on the body appeared a ripple-like trembling, a little in the center, deeply sunken.

"That bastard dares to sneak attack Lao Tzu!" This seemingly inconspicuous thin sword light brought a sense of palpitation to the angry spirit, and the power of the violent fire spirit suddenly gushed out from his body, shrouding his fist, a sweep, and a fierce sword.

"Zheng!" The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the sharp sword light collapsed in shock, and Nu Lie was also shocked to take a step back! The sour and numb feeling on his arm made Nu Lie's face change suddenly.

"Your aunt and grandmother!" A cold voice without the slightest emotion sounded from behind him, and Yu Yao's speed was so fast that it made people's hearts tremble.

The cyan wind spirit power was twisted to form the image of a fierce bird, its wings spread horizontally, a pair of sharp claws like steel hooks, and the tips shone with a dazzling cold light, and it was fiercely grasped in the angry back!

"Wind Spirit Origin!" In the distance, the Fire Burning City, Ji Nether, and Yin Slaughter, their eyes were all filled with horror at the same time. Even Mo Zhiyao below, his face was filled with a shocked expression.

Yu Yao's attack, the spiritual power fluctuations contained in it, are definitely the origin of the wind spirit!

It's just been two years since I saw him, and Master Yu Yao's cultivation has not only skyrocketed to the realm of the peak of hidden void, but also has the origin of the wind spirit, what is going on?

"Snort!" A sharp and piercing voice sounded, even if the angry cultivation far surpassed Yu Yao, but in the face of Yu Yao's terrifying speed, he could only fall into a passive situation.

Sharp pain came from the vest, and he let out a miserable snort, and his body was slashed forward by the fierce force.

Yu Yao teleported and appeared directly in front of the angry spirit, with a cold face, and the murderous intent was extremely cold. A little chill, straight to the angry left eye!

Angry was almost crazy with grievances in his heart, normally speaking, Yu Yao was not his opponent at all. But now that he was injured, his combat power plummeted, and he was caught off guard by Yu Yao, and under the repeated attacks, he didn't have time to exert half of his combat power, and in a hurry, he was about to be injured by Yu Yao.

"Peng!" A fiery red figure suddenly appeared between the two, and the violent fire spirit power exploded directly in mid-air, and the strong force forced Yu Yao to retreat violently.

Rescue the furious, natural burning city. Seeing that Fulie was suffering, of course the Burning City would not sit idly by.

"Yu Yao, don't be too presumptuous, this is not your Tianjiao Alliance Beiyuan!" There was irrepressible anger in the eyes of the Fire Burning City, and he said in a calm voice.

"Hurt and angry, even if you are the deputy garden master of the North Garden of the Tianjiao Alliance, you will have to pay the price!"

Yu Yao's figure appeared in front of Mo Zhiyao like a ghost, the long sword in his hand pointed forward, the sword body trembled slightly, the jade face was still cold, sneered, and said: "Want me to pay the price? Burning City, who do you think you are? In front of me, you are not qualified!"

Mo Zhiyao is crazy, and Yu Yao, who is his master, is even more crazy!

Yu Yao's words made the face of the Burning City suddenly cold, there was a fierce glint in his eyes, and the momentum around him showed some signs of instability. "It's up to you, dare to talk to this seat like this, I really don't know whether to live or die!"

"Don't think that with Ling Hongxuan as your backer, you can be so arrogant, that Mo Zhiyao is your apprentice?

"Fire City, be careful when you speak, my woman Ling Hongxuan, do you dare to move?" A voice that resounded through the heavens and the earth suddenly sounded, and a circle of ripples like water ripples rippled in the void, and a figure stepped out of it, and the vast coercion spread overwhelmingly.

The face of the burning city slowly solidified.

Long hair like ink, a pale green robe, a handsome and bewitching face, under the faint smile, there is a cold murderous intention, the master of the Beiyuan of the Tianjiao Alliance, one of the four top powerhouses in the northern Xinjiang, Ling Hongxuan!

And beside Ling Hongxuan, there stood a peerless enchanting woman with a graceful posture and a delicate face that was not inferior to Yu Yao, and what made people unforgettable was her long turquoise hair that hung down to her waist, as well as a pair of green eyes that hooked her soul.

Streams of aura fluctuations that were not weaker than Ling Hongxuan's in the slightest emanated from this girl's body. The four top powerhouses in Northern Xinjiang all have an aura origin by their side, and the girl next to Ling Hongxuan is the origin of the wood spirit!

"Wan'er, go and help the little guy treat first. The smile on Ling Hongxuan's face was still gentle, and he said to the girl beside him.

A stunning smile appeared on the girl's face, nodded, flew and landed beside Mo Zhiyao, smiled sweetly, and the jade hand gently stroked Mo Zhiyao's chest, a touch of coolness, spread in an instant, Mo Zhiyao only felt that the sharp pain in his body was fading away like a tide, and the extremely serious injury was healing at a rapid speed.

The healing power of the Wood Spirit Origin shocked Mo Zhiyao.

"Little guy, my name is Mu Wan'er, remember!"

The corners of Mo Zhiyao's eyes twitched immediately, and he nodded hurriedly, this kind of calamity-level demon was worthy of Ling Hongxuan's aura origin, and his heart was beating faster when he looked at it more.

"Before, senior, can you help my wife and servant beast heal?" Although the injuries in the body have healed, the wounds of the Ancient Demon Yuan are by no means so simple to be treated, Mo Zhiyao is powerless to help the Shadow Wind Winged Bat and the East Flowing Smoke and Rain at the moment, so he can only ask this Mu Wan'er.

"Do you have a wife?" Hearing Mo Zhiyao's words, not only Mu Wan'er, but even Yu Yao and Ling Hongxuan were stunned, and looked at Mo Zhiyao with some astonishment.

"Zhiyao, are you married?" Yu Yao's face also became strange, his apprentice was really strange enough, he had been away from him for two years, and he provoked the lord of the two super forces to deal with it personally, not to mention, he even became a relative.

"Hmm. Mo Zhiyao was also a little embarrassed and nodded. "There are some twists and turns, and I will talk about them with Master in detail later. ”

"Is that the little beauty up there?" Mu Wan'er's eyes were swirling, and she first swung out a cloud of green spiritual power to cover the shadow wind winged bat on the side, and then waved her hand to shoot the eastward smoke and rain in mid-air in front of her.

Her eyebrows frowned slightly, Mu Wan'er's face was a little ugly, and a touch of coldness flashed in her eyes.

"It's really vicious enough to do such a poisonous thing to a girl. Mu Wan'er Jade put her hand on the lower abdomen of the eastward smoke and rain, and the faint green spiritual power was continuously injected into the latter's body.

"This girl's vitality is about to be broken, who did it?" While helping to treat the eastward flow of smoke and rain, Mu Wan'er asked Mo Zhiyao with a cold expression.

"Shui Yuntian's son, Shui Canglan. A faint cold glint flashed in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, and he spoke.

"Hmph, don't worry, concentrate on your injuries first, that pair of beasts and fathers, Master will help you catch them, and let you deal with them. Yu Yao said to Mo Zhiyao on the side.

"No need Master, they have already been killed by me. Mo Zhiyao looked at the master, a grateful smile appeared on his face, and he hurriedly said.

"Killed by you?" Yu Yao and Mu Wan'er were both stunned when they heard this, and then looked at Mo Zhiyao with a shocked look on their faces. "Zhiyao, you said that Shui Yuntian was killed by you? I heard that he was just promoted to the late stage of Tibetan Void, can you kill him?"

Although Yu Yao felt a little strange that he didn't see Shui Yuntian here, he didn't expect that it was because he was killed by Mo Zhiyao.

"Well, I killed them before Ji Yin and the Burning City came, and now the Yuan Shen of Shui Yuntian is still in my hands, but I have erased my sanity. Mo Zhiyao nodded and said to Yu Yao.

"You...... What kind of cultivation are you doing now?" Yu Yao's face was a little dull, and he looked at Mo Zhiyao and asked.

"The three patterns that have just been promoted are in the middle of the void. Mo Zhiyao replied honestly.

There was silence, and Yu Yao and Mu Wan'er suddenly showed signs of petrification.

Yu Yao thought that it had taken him more than two years to improve his cultivation from the peak of returning to the gods to the peak of the hidden void, but his apprentice was ten thousand times more demonic than himself, and when he left Beiyuan, he was only in the realm of Nayuan, and he didn't expect that now he had been promoted to the middle stage of the hidden void, this speed was too appalling.

"You three little guys, each one is more wicked than the other. Yu Yao shook her head, a wry smile on her face.

"Three, Master, do you mean Ziqian and Zhuxi?" Hearing Yu Yao's words, Mo Zhiyao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly asked. After a year or two, I don't know what happened to Junzi Qian and Meng Zhuxi now.

"The two of them are now in the early stage of the attack on the hidden void in the North Garden, calculate the time, and when we go back, it should be about the same. Yu Yao nodded and said to Mo Zhiyao.

"Shocking the void?" Mo Zhiyao was shocked at the same time, but also had irrepressible ecstasy, and he couldn't imagine that the entry of the two of them was not slower than his own.

"Hey, this year's 'Hunting Tournament' is going to be lively. An inexplicable smile appeared on Mu Wan'er's face and she spoke.

"Hunting competition, what is that?" Mo Zhiyao was stunned, not understanding what Mu Wan'er meant.

"Alright, let's talk about these things when we get back. Yu Yao waved her hand, interrupting Mo Zhiyao's questioning, and turned her head to look in the air.

Mo Zhiyao didn't ask any more questions when he heard this, Sen Ran's gaze fell on several figures in mid-air, and Mu Wan'er continued to restore the almost cut off vitality in her body for the eastward smoke and rain.

Above the sky, the majestic and vast momentum collided with each other, poured against each other, and the rich smell of gunpowder filled this space.