"I still want to hide!" King Jing'an's face was angry, and when he saw Mo Bei who had not yet landed in mid-air, the corners of his mouth outlined a cruel smile and said: "Suffer death, Hellfire Talisman-"

"What!"

But then, King Jing'an's face changed suddenly, and he blurted out with an exclamation-

As he looked, the moment Mo Bei, who was tumbling in the void, hit the ground again and again, the tip of his sword hit the ground again and again, and the sword body was bent by being pressed, and then his body rebounded more than ten zhang away, heading straight for him!

The speed was so fast that King Jing'an didn't have time to react.

"Onslaught!"

A loud roar resounded through the sky!

"Oh no!" King Jing'an's face turned pale, and he waved his hand in a hurry, wanting to urge the rune paper!

An incomparably dazzling sword shadow light pierced the sky in an instant, as if it had condensed all the power of Mobei!

At the moment when King Jing'an's last trick was about to be completed, it attacked like lightning and stabbed on the light curtain!

This sword was different from all the swordsmanship in front of it, turning into a sword light, coming out of the air, piercing the sky!

"Poof!"

This sword was three feet long, and the light curtain that was already extremely dim and shaking violently, under the last sword, dense cracks appeared, which broke open in an instant, and then collapsed.

The sword body runs through the body and comes out!

"You, you ......" King Jing'an's eyes were full of astonishment and disbelief, his mouth opened and closed, and he wanted to say something, but the thick blood kept overflowing from his mouth and nose.

"Fourth, this revenge will be avenged. Mo Bei didn't give him a chance to speak, and drew his sword.

Blood is sprinkled all over the sky!

Blood splattered nine feet, like raindrops, splashing on the already dried blood on Mo Bei's face.

The vitality in King Jing'an's eyes, with the spray of blood, passed extremely fast, his body slowly collapsed to the ground, his throat squirmed, and blood flowed: "This, how is it possible!"

"Hmph, this is what you deserve......" Mo Bei had just spoken, and suddenly-

There was a burst of dizziness in his mind, and the next moment Mo Bei's body lost feeling, his eyes were dark, and he fell to the ground, but he did not faint, but he heard King Jing'an let out a wail like killing a pig in the dark, and the voice was extremely miserable.

He could only hear the sound, but he didn't see it, an illusory remnant soul occupied his body, pounced out, like a hungry tiger pounced on food, pounced on King Jing'an, fiercely biting and scratching.

The seriously injured King Jing'an, covered in scratched and bitten blood, flesh and blood blurred, gradually unconscious, and gradually lost his vitality.

After about a cup of tea, Mo Bei gradually sensed that his body seemed to be able to move again.

He stood up, opened his eyes, and subconsciously looked at King Jing'an.

I saw that there was still a shadow of King Jing'an in front of him, and some were only a mess of flesh, blood splattered all over the ground, miserable, and it was impossible to distinguish the appearance of people.

Mo Bei's eyes wandered, and then he was slightly stunned, and subconsciously said "um".

In the air above his head, a pale blue illusory figure floated up and down, and this person was exactly like himself.

"Could it be that this person is the original owner of this body?" Mo Bei thought subconsciously, and glanced at King Jing'an, who had turned into flesh, and his eyes showed a sudden expression.

The humanoid soul suspended in the void stood in the void, smiled at Mo Bei, slowly bowed, and solemnly bowed to Mo Bei.

Immediately, it slowly floated into the air, gradually floating towards the heavenly dome.

At this moment, a brilliant light flashed from Mo Bei's body. In a trance, the latter only felt as if his soul had only completely merged with this body at this time.

Mo Bei squeezed his fist fiercely, and this handy feeling made a trace of surprise flow in his eyes: "It seems that this body belongs to me completely!"

Mo Bei retracted his mind, looked at the soul in the void, sighed, his lips squirmed, and obscure characters floated out of his mouth, and his voice was thick and long:

"Dust to dust, earth to earth, life will die, the spirit will eventually perish, all things will die, in the glory, but a handful of loess, a handful ......of green ashes!

"This is the mantra of the past life on the earth, this life, the past life. There was a hint of sacredness between Mo Bei's eyebrows, and his expression was extremely solemn.

Suddenly—

Mo Bei's eyes were stunned, and then he showed a look of astonishment.

I saw that the clouds and mist in the sky suddenly surged, and slowly retreated. An old man with white eyebrows, stepping on auspicious clouds, actually stomped out of the void in the clouds, and he didn't see how fast his pace was.

From the nine heavens to the ground, the distance of thousands of zhang was crossed in an instant under this slow pace.

Mo Beida was taken aback, and immediately his eyes were full of surprise, and he shouted excitedly, clasping his hands into fists: "Immortals, immortals, immortals, immortals, !!."

The sound is close to wailing!

Mo Bei's excited face turned red, and his fingers were trembling: "The appearance of immortals and the achievement of the Great Dao represents immortality." In this life, if I set foot in the Immortal Dao, wouldn't I be able to live forever?"

"I struggled with everything in my previous life, and in the end it became empty, I couldn't imagine this life, and finally the opportunity came, I will seek immortality!"

Mo Bei immediately let out a few breaths, quickly regained his composure, bowed deeply, and said

"The younger generation has seen the immortals!"

The old man's white eyebrows on the void were slightly raised, his cold gaze fell on Mo Bei, and he said slowly: "Why are you so excited when you see this seat?"

Mo Bei said: "Immortals are immortals, and when the younger generations see immortals, there is a way to live forever, where can they not be excited." Teach the immortals jokes. ”

Who knows, when the white-eyed old man heard this, he sneered disdainfully, and said coldly: "Immortals, where are there immortal immortals in this world, what is immortality!"

I am an immortal cultivator!"

"Hey ......"

Speaking of this, a terrifying light suddenly bloomed in the deep eyes of the white-eyed old man, and he sneered again and again: "Demon cultivation, refining demons with people! Countless people have been killed, and millions of floating corpses have been killed!"

The voice just fell.

A majestic and icy chill burst out from him, like Mount Tai collapsing. The endless black magic intent turned into a thick black mist, covering one wave after another, like a stormy wave, fierce and violent!

At this moment, Mo Bei only felt like a boat in the midst of stormy waves, and he would be swallowed by this fierce and violent demonic qi at any time.

The demonic intent of the cold made Mo Bei's soul tremble, and the whole person was instantly stunned in place, staring at his eyes and unable to say a word.

The old man's eyes wandered, as if he was thoughtful, and said slowly: "Your death spell is good, give yourself another time." Because, you're going to die soon. ”

Speaking of this, the white-eyed old man turned his head and looked outside the Mo family's house.

As soon as his voice fell—

"Kill!!"

"None left!!"

"Save the prince, don't let that little mess run away!"

In the distance, there were bursts of noisy killing shouts, from far and near. The sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps is endless.

Mo Bei frowned, jumped on the big rock and looked out of the Mo family's mansion, and fixed his eyes.

The dense black armor and the heavily armed army of warriors gathered into a fierce black crowd, pouring in, and in a short time, the entire Mo family's mansion was blocked.

There are countless black crowds, at first glance, hundreds of people, fierce and vicious, but as soon as an order is given, the entire Mo family will be trampled to the ground!

There is nowhere to run!

Mo Bei's eyes flickered, his expression kept changing, and a bright light suddenly flashed in his mind.

He had an idea, knelt on his knees with a flutter, and said with a solemn expression: "Senior, help! The kid wants to ask the old Taoist to accept me as an apprentice and cultivate the Immortal Dao!"

The white-eyed old man was silent, staring at Mo Bei for a while, the light in his eyes flashed, and his gaze suddenly sharpened. It's like two sharp knives, so people don't dare to look at it directly.

The moment the two looked at each other, Mo Bei only felt that his internal organs were seen through, and the sharp and deep gaze penetrated his soul, as if everything about himself was exposed in front of him, and there was no secret to say.

Under this sharp gaze, a wave of dizziness spread out from the depths of his mind, Mo Bei's eyes darkened, and he almost fainted.

"Oh no!" Mo Bei sighed in his heart, a trace of ruthlessness appeared between his eyebrows, and his teeth bit the tip of his tongue.

A sharp tingling sensation struck his entire body like an electric shock. A rich smell of blood suddenly filled his tongue. This strong stimulation pulled Mo Beisheng back from the dizziness of fainting, and his mind was much clearer.

"Huh?"

The white-eyed old man glanced at Mo Bei twice, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"This son has a strong mind, but he is much stronger than ordinary people. ”

Thinking of this secretly, the white-eyed old man said coldly: "It's not so easy for me to collect disciples in the ancient way. But seeing that your understanding is amazing, you can test it!"

"But ......" said, the white-eyed old man turned his words, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more upturned, but there was a trace of cruelty in this smile, and his cold eyes kept flashing:

"Boy, if you can't survive the trial, hehe, my demon warrior is just missing one!"

Mo Beida was overjoyed, the stone in his heart finally landed, and he was about to kowtow to thank him.

saw that the figure of the white-eyed old man suddenly floated up a few feet, opened his mouth, and a black shadow spit out.

In a flash!

The black shadow spread out, and in just one breath, it had already covered the sky and the sun, and the sky was darkened.

A thick black mist enveloped the hundreds of troops outside Na Mo's house.

"This, what is this!" There was a commotion in the army, and their hearts were beating as they watched the black fog that shrouded them.

"Ahh

Suddenly, the sergeant shrouded in the black fog let out a miserable scream in the thick black fog.

The scream lasted only one breath before it came to an abrupt end.

Mo Bei narrowed his eyes and looked at the black mist, and immediately his eyes revealed incomparable astonishment and shock!

The sergeant shrouded in the black fog shouted loudly one moment ago, and in the next moment shrouded in the black mist, the flesh and blood were corroded and disappeared, turning into white bones, and the corpse was gone!

All the sergeants panicked, and the flow of people who were still like an impregnable wall of people had collapsed in an instant. Throwing away the armor, the panic who pushed forward and backward screamed and fled in all directions!

But the speed at which the black mist spread was extremely fast, and before these sergeants could run out of the hundreds, the black mist had already caught up, completely devouring the hundreds of sergeants present!

Screams of terror, screams, abruptly stopped!

"Suck ......" The white-eyed old man took a deep breath, and the black mist in the sky immediately shrank into a wisp of black light, and re-entered the white-eyed old man's mouth.

The black fog lifted.

Bones all over the field!

None of the hundreds of sergeants survived, only the white bones of the forest were all over the ground, and the armor still had residual warmth.

Mo Bei's eyes flickered, scanning the white bones of Na Sensen, his expression was constantly changing, and a chill spread from his heart to his whole body.

He finally understood the horror of the immortal cultivators, and with a wave of his hand, nearly a thousand people turned into white bones!

Immortals are different from thousands of soldiers!

Mortals, in front of this immortal cultivator, are like ants, grass mustard. There's no way to fight back!