Suddenly, there was a roar from the thirty-mile giant cave!

It was a pair of black ink-like ten-zhang giant hands, he grabbed the edge of the giant hole, and pinched it with his ten fingers, with a roar!

A dark shadow rises!

The hundred-foot black shadow roared up to the sky! The huge magic horn glowed with black light! The demonic aura soared to the sky!

At this time, the cold-blooded was completely inhuman, and his skin was like ink! The majestic muscles were covered with strange totems! His body was scarred, and countless blood flowed all over his body along the wounds, looking extremely hideous! Like a fierce demon god!

touched his pair of huge magic horns that had been bent to his waist, and let out a sneer in cold blood!

"The formation is false! The sword qi tornado is true! Dozens of foundation building puppets are used as a trigger!"

"Hahaha......" laughed cold-bloodedly, and there was anger in that laugh but more appreciation: "Not bad! Not bad!

In the cold-blooded laughter, a hundred rays of light flashed, and instantly appeared behind Mo Lin! It was Qingyuan and the others!

"Oh, has a group of ants finally arrived?" cold-blooded pointed at Shi Zhongtian and the others, shook his head, and said with some amusement: "You rookies are not as good as a merried Mo Lin. ”

Cold-blooded hands crossed and said, "But it's okay! It's just that there are more waste materials like you, and my demon clan has a chance!"

"Damn it!"

Shi Zhongtian was originally high up, how could he tolerate such a cold-blooded ridicule, and said angrily: "If it is not my race, its heart will be different! Fellow Daoists! Take him down! For the honor of our monks! Evil does not prevail over righteousness!"

As soon as Shi Zhongtian's voice fell, he was covered in fossils!

Boom Boom!

The nearly thirty-foot body was running and roaring!

"If it is not of my race, its heart will be different!"

Shi Zhongtian could have been regarded as the one who took the lead! His words undoubtedly aroused the pride in the hearts of all the monks!

Sacrifice the most powerful magic weapon! They have no hesitation! For the so-called evil not to prevail over the good! Vow to vent the anger in their hearts!

"Don't!" Morin shouted!

Except for Qingyuan and Yanran, how could the rest of the monks listen to Mo Lin's opinion?

The people who have stepped into the cultivation are all arrogant, how can they listen to the words of Morin, who is also in the foundation period?

And what Cold-Blooded just said said that their many monks were not as good as Morin alone!

Ridicule?

They want to let the cold-blooded demon clan know how powerful they are!

"Damn it!"

Merlin sighed, and looked at the monks who rushed forward, speechless.

What is needed now is a bloody battle?

"Monk! Delay! We have to drag it to the rescue! The realm lord and the various sects should know what is happening in the small world, and it will be a foregone conclusion as soon as they come!"

The big battle is about to break out! Mo Lin does not hesitate! Hit the magic to start the formation! At this time, he can only meet the attack head-on, otherwise he will be at a disadvantage if he is broken one by one!

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Outside the small world, above the Tianhua Immortal City, Situ Qi looked at the kneeling monk in front of him and was furious!

"Nanhua!" Situ Qi waved his right hand, tightened his cuffs, and said angrily: "What a Qiongling Sect! What a Qiongling Sect! Lure the wolf into the room! Your Qiongling Sect disciple died well!"

"Realm Lord, I don't know what makes you so angry. Looking at the monks who hurriedly escaped from the portal, Nanhua was shocked: "Could it be that something has happened in the small world?

"You all give me a good look!"

With a wave of his hand, the memories he had explored from the sea of knowledge of the kneeling monk instantly entered the minds of the monks present.

"Blood Shadow, come with me!"

Situ Qi didn't wait for the monks present to finish reading the picture in his mind, and galloped out, and his figure disappeared into the portal in an instant!

The blood shadow's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he glanced at Nanhua coldly, turning into blood light and escaping into the portal!

"This ......" Nanhua's hand trembled, the jade cup slipped down, and the red wine scattered in all directions, like a blooming blood flower, which was shocking!

"No wonder the Situ Realm Lord didn't even wait for that scattered cultivator to speak, and directly used the Soul Searching Dafa!

Sun Qian and Meng Xing glanced at each other, and their hearts chuckled, the bloodied one that appeared in his mind was not Mo Lin!

Their faces changed drastically, and the two of them rushed straight to the teleportation array without hesitation!

At this time, the most nervous people are probably Wu Tianlin, Shi Zhongtian, Li Yuewan! If something happens to the two, it will undoubtedly be a big blow to Qiankunmen!

"Damn it! Damn the demon clan! Dare to calculate my only disciple of the Qiankun Sect!"

Wu Tianlin rushed into the teleportation array with a surging rage!

The realm lords all acted, and it was impossible for the Jindan monks present to be indifferent, whether they wanted to go or didn't want to spread this muddy water, they all entered the portal and left.

Nanhua's chest seemed to have been smashed by a giant hammer, his face was a little pale, and he seemed to be a little unsteady when he took a step back.

"Senior brother. ”

Sun Yue stepped forward to help, but Nanhua waved his hand and refused.

"Let's go!" Nanhua glanced at Yue Fan, who looked unwilling, and said coldly: "No matter how much you hate Mo Lin in your heart!

Yue Fan opened his mouth to say something, but he sighed and nodded.

This is a potential! Mo Lin has saved tens of thousands of trapped monks regardless of the danger of his life! It will definitely be supported by everyone!

Moreover, at this time, his Qiongling Sect has been pushed to the forefront, if at this time, against Mo Lin, I am afraid that the Qiongling Sect will no longer have room to turn over!

"Okay! Since this evil beast is the negligence of my Qiongling Sect, my Qiongling Sect will take this responsibility!"

The Qiong Ling Sect is a sect native to the Tianhua Realm, which is why it can be so prosperous! After this incident, if he Nanhua doesn't do something, I'm afraid that the reputation of the entire Qiong Ling Sect will be ruined!

"Kill!" Nanhua's eyes flashed with a fierce light: "This evil animal must be killed!" Nanhua's expression was hideous, and his murderous aura was shocking!

"Brother Nanhua, dissipate your anger, otherwise how to pass this hurdle. ”

"Jimo?" Nanhua looked stunned for a moment, and said: "Jimo Daoist friends forgive me for not being able to accompany me, and we will talk about it in detail after this battle!"

"Slow down, Brother Nanhua, aren't you afraid that you will face the Void Sword Sect alone after this battle!" Jimo Ga laughed and said: "As far as I know, your Qiong Ling Sect is the sworn enemy of the Void Sword Sect, and after this incident, the Qiong Ling Sect that was hit by Yan Zhan Ng, how could the Void Sword Sect be soft!"

Nanhua retreated from the beginning, but then dissipated, turned his head to look at Jimo and said coldly: "It's not that you don't understand the form at this time, it's impossible to deal with Mo Lin!"

"No, no, no. Jimo shook his head, his expression gloomy: "Didn't you see Mo Lin use the monstrous and ferocious qi for his own use?"

Jimo sneered: "The demon clan army is about to attack, do you think that the realm lord doesn't want such a technique? This can undoubtedly greatly increase the combat power." Touching his beard, Jimo's expression was cold: "The Realm Lord naturally can't sell his son, but what if we, the Jindan Monks, open our mouths? If he Mo Lin refuses, he will offend the Realm Lord and even offend the major sects of the Tianhua Realm!"

Nanhua groaned a little.

Jimo said with a smile: "Brother Nanhua, don't say that I won't help you, this matter can be raised by me Jimo, but your Qiongling Sect must be the first to stand up and support!"

"It's not good for you. Nanhua looked at Jimo with a calm expression.

"As soon as I start cultivating, what I want is to be happy, and if others make me unhappy, I will make them miserable!" Jimo smiled a little hideously: "Anyway, I'm about to leave the Tianhua Realm, and what can the Void Sword Sect do to me!"

Taking a deep breath, Nanhua quickly considered the pros and cons, although he didn't want to do this, he couldn't help it.

"For the sake of the Tianhua Realm, it is my duty to the Qiongling Sect!"

Nanhua left these words and plunged into the portal, followed by Yue Fan and Sun Yue.

Looking at the portal glowing with colorful rays, Jimo sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Mo Lin, Mo Lin! If you offend me, how can Jimo have a good life for you, hero......?