"Huh!" Mo Zhiyao's ghostly figure instantly appeared in front of the firebird, and the sound of breaking the sky sounded behind him, and the shadowy wind winged bat followed closely behind, sweeping here. One man and one beast, two pairs of scarlet eyes with a fierce killing intent, looked at Suo Suo's trembling second daughter.

"Now, what hole cards do you have, show them all!" Mo Zhiyao stepped on the void and walked towards the firebird step by step. The rich smell of blood rushed to his face, and the cold coercion brutally crushed the past.

"Wow!" A strange cry, the firebird could no longer suppress the fear in its heart, and as soon as its wings shook, it was about to turn around and flee! Although its speed was fast, it was a pity that Mo Zhiyao on the other side did not give it a chance to escape at all.

The invisible fluctuations swept away, the huge body of the firebird suddenly trembled, and at the same time as the eyes were empty, a terrible scream sounded, and then several spring-like blood arrows erupted from the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and the flames on the body were all gone, and the eyes were glowing with a gray and white color representing death, and there was no longer a trace of vitality in the body, like a bird with broken wings, and suddenly fell down.

"Bang!" the ground trembled, and the corpse of the firebird was torn apart. The huge extravagant jade building also fell apart, becoming a pile of rubble.

"Mo Zhiyao, you know the identities of the two of us, if you dare to hurt one of our hair, Cang Ming and Huolin will definitely not let you go!" Miao Fei, whose face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, shouted to Mo Zhiyao! Both of them are in the early stage of returning to God, and they can still stand in the air without the firebird.

"Hmph!" Mo Zhiyao looked at Concubine Miao with eyes like an idiot, and didn't bother to talk nonsense with her at all. The arm was raised, the black gas lingered on the long stick, and the killing intent between the eyebrows was permeated.

"Mo Zhiyao! you dare!" Luo Yerong's eyes also flashed with madness, and she shouted hoarsely, her original graceful temperament was long gone. "Kill the two of us, even Ling Hongxuan can't protect you! In the northern frontier, there is no place for you to stand!"

"Whew!" answered her, an arc of power like a waning moon, with a ghost-like howl that pierced the void, slashing through the void.

"No!" Miao Concubine and Luo Yerong were stimulated by the fear of death and screamed, their originally delicate faces became distorted, and they flew back like madmen, and at the same time, they waved their hands together, and the two spiritual weapons met the arc-shaped power that Mo Zhiyao slashed out.

The two of them are noble, how can they not have protective treasures on their bodies. It's just that they are not as generous as Mo Zhiyao, they only have a few spiritual weapons on their bodies, and as for the spiritual treasures, they don't have any of them.

"Bang!" A muffled sound sounded, and while the arc-shaped energy dissipated, the halo on the surface of the two spiritual artifacts quickly dimmed.

"Hmph!" Mo Zhiyao snorted coldly, kicked the void with the soles of his feet, his body swept forward, and the long stick swept across, and the pressure generated under the high speed caused the air to emit a sonic boom sound again and again.

"Boom!" With a thunderous explosion, the two spiritual weapons were as weak as pieces of paper in front of Mo Zhiyao, and they were blasted into fragments.

Destroying the two spiritual weapons, Mo Zhiyao went to castration without stopping, and rushed straight to Concubine Miao and Luo Yerong, and the cold killing intent and ferocious coercion suppressed the past together, making the second daughter's eyes flash with a look of despair!

"Die!" Mo Zhiyao's cold voice sounded without the slightest emotion, and the long stick of the Jiaojiao slashed through a blood-red arc and slammed down on the two of them!

"Boy, you dare!" Seeing Mo Zhiyao rushing to the position of less than twenty zhang in front of Concubine Miao and Luo Yerong, a roar full of murderous intent suddenly sounded, echoing between this heaven and earth, everywhere, and even the void was in turmoil.

The void in front of Miao Concubine and Luo Yerong suddenly distorted, forming a huge spatial vortex, and in the center of the vortex was a huge black hole that seemed to be able to devour everything. A red finger with a chilling fire and a strong momentum, as if it filled the entire heaven and earth, poked out of it.

The majestic and heavy coercion, with the appearance of this finger, diffuses, full of suffocating oppression.

At the edge of the red fingers, twisted black spatial cracks flashed rapidly, like poisonous snakes that chose people to devour, and the scorching fire that rose around them, making this space instantly turn into a lava hell-like existence.

Heaven and earth suddenly became fiery red, and there was no other color, so rich that it was extremely rich, and the power of the fire spirit that almost formed a liquid state filled this space.

In comparison, the furious sea of magma and fire just now was completely pediatric and could not be compared at all.

The red fingers in his pupils became bigger and bigger, making Mo Zhiyao's hairs stand up all over his body in an instant, and a sense of deadly death crisis swept through his body. Since his debut, Mo Zhiyao has never had such a strong sense of fear. Facing this finger, Mo Zhiyao felt like an ant facing the mountains!

The shadow of death shrouded his heart, Mo Zhiyao's eyes were about to split, bursting out with all his potential, and the long stick of the Jiaojiao waved rapidly, and the power of the water spirit contained in it surged out, forming a huge water spirit shield in front of him.

"Xiao Qiong!" Mo Zhiyao shouted, and the water spirit realm of the Qiongbo domain seal was instantly formed, but the radiation range was only ten zhang, and Mo Zhiyao was firmly protected in it.

Mo Zhiyao's body retreated violently, and shot out of Xiao Qiong's water spirit realm, and at the same time, all the demon spirit power in his body condensed into a thunder and lightning shield in front of him without the slightest reservation!

With all his strength, Mo Zhiyao instantly laid down three lines of defense, even so, the shadow of death in his heart still lingered, like a huge mountain pressing on his heart.

"Let's go!" Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Zhiyao turned around and grabbed the Shadow Wind Wing Bat, the Shadow Wind Wing Bat spread its wings, its body was faster than lightning, and it turned around and fled to the rear without a life.

"Peng!" There was a muffled sound, and the shield formed by the power of the water spirit of the Jiao Jiao didn't even hold on to half a breath, and the moment it was touched by the red finger, it disappeared and turned into nothingness.

"Huh!" A wisp of white mist, Xiao Qiong's water spirit realm only resisted a breathless time, and then vanished. Xiao Qiong let out a muffled snort, obviously traumatized.

"Zi!" the electric snake burst out, the thunder was annihilated, and the last shield of thunder and lightning also ended up in the same fate. The triple line of defense was as fragile as three pieces of paper in front of the red fingers, destroying and decaying all the way, and it was easily torn apart.

Mo Zhiyao had long known the scene behind him, and the triple protection was just to delay time, and he never thought that he could resist the red finger.

It's just that I didn't expect that the triple protection that I tried my best to arrange only blocked the time of less than two breaths, and it collapsed.

"Dare to make a move on my concubine, boy, you can stay!" The sound that shook the heavens and the earth sounded again, and the huge red fingers seemed to be slow, but they seemed to have jumped into space, and appeared directly behind the Shadow Wind Winged Bat and Mo Zhiyao.

No matter how fast Rao is Shadow Wind Winged Bat, in the face of this finger, it is still too late to escape.

"No!" Mo Zhiyao's eyes widened, and two lines of red blood flowed down the corners of his eyes. Turning his hand, he put away the Jiaojiao, and at the same time took out the Nine-Eyed Ghost Bow.

If he couldn't stop this red finger, Mo Zhiyao knew that he and the Shadow Wind Winged Bat would definitely die today!

Holding the bow in his left hand and pulling the bowstring in his right hand, the Eternal Demon Yuan in his body was rapidly agitated, and the long hair on the back of Mo Zhiyao's head rose to the sky, dancing wildly.

Under the mask, Mo Zhiyao's face aged rapidly, and wrinkles that should not have belonged to his age instantly crawled all over his face. A trace of decaying breath overflowed, and if you faded away the resentful cangjia, you could see that Mo Zhiyao at this moment was shocked by the face of an old man who had entered his twilight years.

After a vicious battle with Fulie, coupled with the last thunder and lightning shield laid before, the power of the demon spirit in Mo Zhiyao's body had been completely exhausted, and it was empty.

And the power of the surrounding fire spirit is from the owner of that red finger, and it is not controlled by Mo Zhiyao at all, and Mo Zhiyao can't absorb it even if he wants to.

Therefore, at this moment, all Mo Zhiyao could call on was his own life essence and the spiritual power contained in the Nine-Eyed Ghost Bow itself. And the spiritual power of the Nine-Eyed Ghost Bow is not enough to resist that red finger, and Mo Zhiyao, who has been forced to a dead end, can only quench his thirst by drinking a donkey, at the cost of his own life essence, to resist the attack of the red finger!

Even so, Mo Zhiyao knew that it was impossible to follow the red fingers at the moment, but what Mo Zhiyao wanted was to buy time for the Shadow Wind Winged Bat to escape!

At this moment, the Shadow Wind Winged Bat also knew that the current situation was the real line of life and death, and it was ten thousand times more dangerous than when he faced Xuan Kui at the beginning, and he had squeezed out all his potential, and spared no effort to fly with his life.

"Click!click!" the Nine-Eyed Ghost Bow made a muffled cracking sound, as if bidding farewell to its master.

"Bang!" When Mo Zhiyao pulled the bowstring to the limit, the nine-eyed ghost bow shattered, and a voice full of absolute meaning sounded in Mo Zhiyao's ears, and a reluctant parting sorrow instantly filled Mo Zhiyao's heart.

The Nine-Eyed Ghost Bow already has spirituality, and although it can't condense its body like Jiaojiao, Resentment, and Xiaoqiong, it can also express its emotions.

"Live!" A simple word sounded in Mo Zhiyao's heart, this was the first and last message that the Nine-Eyed Ghost Bow conveyed to his master.

"Ahh

A hideous demon face appeared behind him, and a long black arrow condensed from Mo Zhiyao's life essence and all the aura of the Nine-Eyed Demon Bow appeared between Mo Zhiyao's two hands.

"Huh!" Mo Zhiyao's right hand was released, and the long black arrow was like a pitch-black lightning, with a narrow sharp roar, shooting towards the red finger.

"Howl!" the hideous face roared out as soon as the black sword shot out.

"Hum!" The space fluctuated violently, and the long arrow passed, leaving a long black trail in the void behind him, as if the space was split in half and cut in half.

"Carving insect skills!" a voice of extreme disdain sounded, and the red fingers moved forward to meet the black arrow.

"Woo-" An invisible wave spread out the moment the two collided, and circles of void ripples visible to the naked eye overflowed like water waves.

Below, the ground incinerated into liquid magma by the ferocious power of the fire spirit stirred up waves of lava, and then roared down, and the scene was terrifying.

The long black arrow was annihilated, and the huge red fingers were also blocked by this force, and they paused for several breaths without being able to advance an inch.

"Poof!poof!poof!" A series of mouthfuls of blood mist erupted from Mo Zhiyao's mouth, but as soon as he exited, he was evaporated by the ubiquitous scorching heat in the air, turning into wisps of mist. His limbs drooped, and Mo Zhiyao no longer had the slightest ability to move, so he was grabbed by the shoulders of the Shadow Wind Winged Bat and fled into the distance.

When the power of the black arrow dissipated, the Shadow Wind Winged Bat and Mo Zhiyao had successfully escaped from this place, and the red fingers could no longer pose a threat to one man and one beast.

"Boy, this time it's your fate, next time, this seat will definitely take your life!" The rumbling voice reverberated back and forth between heaven and earth, filled with endless anger and murderous intent.

――Brothers, give me some advice, Hongming is a bit of a stand-alone feeling?