Peng Yue smiled and said, "Secondly, I would like to advise Mo Daoyou." The green fire thunder refined by our Yin Sha Sect is different from the one refined by your Southern Liang Kingdom, although the power is a little worse, but there is another trick when using it. If you don't understand, you just throw it, and the green fire thunder won't explode. If Mo Daoyou wants to use this thing to sneak attack, then there is no need. ”

When Mo Chong heard this, he was shocked again, and said secretly: "This guy has so sharp eyes." Immediately, with a flick of his wrist, a few green fire thunderbolts hidden in his sleeves suddenly fell into the palm of his hand. Mo Chong stuffed the green fire thunder back into the storage bag, sighed lightly, and said, "Let Your Excellency see and laugh." ”

Peng Yue stared at Mo Chong for a long time, then suddenly laughed out loud and said, "Hahahaha, interesting, interesting." Your Excellency is such an interesting person, I am a little reluctant to kill you. Why don't we do it for the time being, and wait for them to decide the winner first?"

The 'they' in Peng Yue's mouth were naturally the four people in the fierce battle not far away. Mo Chong turned his head and looked. The black-robed middle-aged man was covered in black qi at this time, which was a trick used by the middle-aged man who had fought with him before. This trick is powerful, Mo Chong has been taught, even if the Beast Immortal Sect monk has a spirit beast to help, he can't win in a short time.

Let's look at the monks of Tianshumen. The opponent of the Tianshumen monk, the gray-clothed old man, somehow had an extra skeleton ghost soldier with only the upper body and a shield and long sword in front of him. There is a long gray gas under the skeleton ghost soldier and the gray-clothed old man is connected, every day when the Shumen monk attacks, this skeleton ghost soldier will be desperate to resist, even if the body is broken, after the gray gas flashes, it can immediately return to its original state, it seems that the Tianshumen monk will not be able to win for a while.

"It's boring to wait for a long time, I think, let's go through a few tricks first. ”

Mo Chong turned his head and said lightly. Neither the Heavenly Book Sect nor the Beast Immortal Sect can win quickly, and this is already the territory of the Demon Dao Cultivator, so it is not good to stay for a long time.

Peng Yue smiled slightly and said, "Oh, since Daoyou has this Yaxing, Peng naturally wants to accompany him." He had been holding a folding fan in his hand, but after saying this, he gently unfolded the folding fan and threw it out casually.

Mo Chong had been paying attention to the folding fan in Peng Yue's hand, and when he saw the other party throwing this fan out, he immediately raised his vigilance by twelve points. I saw that the fan bone was pitch black, and the fan surface was shining silver, which looked like a fan-shaped blade. As soon as he left Peng Yue's hand, the light immediately flashed, turning one into two, two into four, and four into eight, just in the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of them changed, and they came towards Mo Chong.

Mo Chong originally thought that the other party was a demon path monk, and he should be able to perform some magic path exercises, fire spells to restrain the cold type of demon path exercises, so although he faced Peng Yue, who was much higher in cultivation, he was not so alarmed, and at this time, he couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw that the other party actually performed this kind of righteous and bright, somewhat similar sword moves. There were so many folding fans in front of him, if these folding fans had attack power, then he couldn't bear it. Immediately, Mo Chong didn't wait for the folding fan to really attack in front of him, and stomped the dragonfly boat under his feet, and the person had already flown backwards.

However, these silver glittering folding fans were far from being as simple as Mo Chong imagined, and at the same time as Mo Chong's body retreated, the folding fans in the sky also suddenly gathered in the middle, turning into a silver dragon with a length of more than ten zhang and shining silver, with no less speed than Mo Chong's escape, he roared with his teeth and claws, and pounced on him.

"Humph!"

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Mo Chong's eyes flashed with cold light, and a layer of fire suddenly burst out on his body, and the divine fire armor was stimulated, and the next moment, Mo Chong closed his hands together, forming a trumpet-shaped, and a red flame blew out of his mouth, facing the silver dragon that pounced.

"Huh. ”

A chuckle suddenly sounded from behind Mo Chong. Mo Chong was shocked in his heart, knowing that it was Peng Yue who had arrived behind him. Yes, the silver dragon was just turned into the opponent's blade, and the other party himself hadn't made a move! But at this time, he did it with all his might, although he could understand the reason, but it was too late to defend himself, and he only heard a muffled sound of "bang!", and his heart had already been punched heavily, and the person immediately fell crookedly to the ground like a broken kite.

"Damn, why are the Demon Dao monks so powerful!?"

Mo Chong's eyes were black, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he was depressed. He already had two pieces of protective armor on him. One is the ice silk soft armor, and the other is the bamboo armor woven by the Qianli Light Spirit Bamboo, but it still can't offset the power of the opponent's punch, how can this be beaten!?

Of course, Mo Chong didn't see it, and at this time, Peng Yue was looking down at his fist. The fist he had hit Mo Chong was at this time, and at this time, white smoke was rising, and the fist was scorched, and it was precisely the high temperature of the Divine Fire Armor outside Mo Chong's body. It is precisely because of this that Peng Yue did not continue to pursue the victory. Mo Chong was certainly uncomfortable after being punched, and Peng Yue didn't take much advantage.

"Bang. ”

Mo Chong finally fell to the ground, and he quickly stretched out a hand to support the body that wanted to fall down, and then slowly stood up straight. Peng Yue had already reached the mid-air in front of Mo Chong at this time, and the silver dragon composed of countless silver folding fans was hovering beside him. Peng Yue's eyes as sharp as knives stared at the raging flames outside Mo Chong's body, and suddenly spoke: "I heard that there is a fire-based talent spell called 'Divine Fire Armor'?"

Mo Chong was about to gain time to calm the churning qi and blood in his chest, but seeing that the other party did not make a move immediately, he immediately said, "Not bad." ”

Peng Yue stared at Mo Chong, and said slowly: "This layer of flame outside your body, although it is not quite in the shape of armor, it already has the power of protection, it is obviously not an ordinary fire-based spell, could it be that fire-based talent spell - 'Divine Fire Armor'!?"

Mo Chong nodded and said, "Yes, Your Excellency has good eyesight." ”

Peng Yue stared at Mo Chong, and after a long while, he finally sighed and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity." Originally, I originally wanted to recruit you, but you not only know the spells of the Divine Fire Armor, but also have such a condensed mana as a backing, in time, you will definitely be the great enemy of our Demon Dao monks, but I can't leave you behind. As he spoke, his right hand and palm were like knives, and he slammed into his left wrist, and suddenly, a stream of blood spurted out and sprayed on the silver dragon hovering beside him.

The silver dragon was originally just a fake dragon composed of countless silver folding fans, but when Peng Yue's blood splashed on his body, this silver dragon actually underwent a strange change, the bright blood generated a red dragon skin outside its body, and its stiff head gradually became flesh and blood, with dragon whiskers, dragon horns, dragon teeth, and a pair of blood-red eyes, which was even more powerful, so he said that it was a real dragon, and no one believed it.

"Go!"

Peng Yue released blood, and his spirit was a little sluggish, but he still quickly pointed at Mo Chong below. For some reason, he had a faint premonition in his heart, as if if he didn't solve this opponent whose cultivation was lower than himself earlier, he would die in the hands of the other party. That's why he didn't hesitate to waste his essence and blood to urge the secret technique.

Mo Chong stood silently in place, he knew very well that if he dodged, not only would he not be able to dodge, but he would also lose the opportunity to shoot, so he didn't want to dodge. All his hopes were pinned on a ruler-long dark green scroll covered with runes in his hand. This thing was the same thing that I got from the monkeys in the Elixir Garden that day, and it was suspected to be something from the ancient monks. This should be some kind of powerful spell scroll, and at this moment, apart from this thing, Mo Chong can't think of anything else to rely on.

'Don't let me down!'

Seeing that the dragon was in front of him, and the open mouth of the blood basin was no longer more than three feet away from him, Mo Chong prayed secretly in his heart, and then gritted his teeth violently, and was about to tear open the seal on the scroll with force. However, an unexpected thing happened at this moment, Mo Chong just raised his hand, and suddenly there was a throbbing pain in his heart, this time the pain was so sudden, Mo Chong's face turned pale, his lips trembled, and the strength of his body disappeared instantly with this throbbing pain, and even the dark green scroll could no longer be held, and it fell to the ground with a 'click'.

"Boom!"

Mo Chong had an accident, but the dragon showed no mercy, and with a 'boom', it crashed into Mo Chong's body and threw him completely into the ground.

"Huh!?"

Peng Yue, who was in mid-air, couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw this scene. He saw it very clearly, from the time Mo Chong took out the scroll to the time he was about to tear it apart, he could see it very clearly. He was even ready to retreat temporarily, after all, looking at Mo Chong's appearance, the scroll in his hand seemed to be very unusual. But at the last moment, Mo Chong actually dropped the scroll himself and ate the dragon's blow, which was really a bit incomprehensible.

'Is it a trick to lure the enemy!?'

Peng Yue quickly thought of a possibility. So, at the stroke of his mind, the dragon floated up from the dust. The dust quickly cleared, revealing the motionless ink rush below. At this time, Mo Chong's eyes were tightly closed, the Divine Fire Armor outside his body had disappeared, and the outer robe of the disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect on his body had become fragmented, revealing two pieces of armor that were also fragmented inside, one with a dull silver light, and the other with a withered yellow and cracked body. It is the bamboo armor woven by the ice silk soft armor and the Qianli Light Spirit Bamboo.

"It turns out that he wears two pieces of armor, so it's no wonder that I couldn't do much damage to him with all my might. Peng Yue looked at Mo Chong and muttered to himself. After saying this, Peng Yue's eyes flashed, and the red dragon floating on one side seemed to have received some order, and suddenly roared, and came to Mo Chong's side, grabbing him from the ground.

"The strategy to lure the enemy, you are now defenseless, and you have fallen into the hands of my blood dragon, what other way do you have to resist?" Peng Yue floated in front of Mo Chong, and said slowly, as if he was talking to Mo Chong, and as if he was talking to himself. Of course, Mo Chong couldn't answer Peng Yue, because he was really unconscious.