In a palace, two women were fighting with an old man dressed in black, one of whom was as cold as frost, and the other was a young girl dressed in a white crane, beautiful and refined, green silk like a waterfall, tied with a red rope, and a pair of almond eyes.

This woman is not an outsider, it is Mo Ke who has several faces, the best friend of the Seventh Princess, He Jingjing.

The one who fought with them was a thin old man, with a figure like a bamboo pole but exuding a sharp aura like a sword all the time, his eyes were cold, his face was full of wrinkles covered with a layer of frost, and his white mottled and slender eyebrows fluttered wantonly in the wind.

"The reckless world must be rebuilt, and the wind and thunder rise from the sinking heaven and earth. The old man let out a long groan, like a thunderbolt roaring, overwhelming the mountains and the sea.

A strange long sword in his palm, with many patterns carved on it, like gold but not gold, like iron and not iron, the monstrous sword qi soared into the sky, bursting out of infinite essence light, vibrating out of an unprecedented edge, like a sharp lightning, piercing the darkness and tearing the sky.

"Crane Dance World!"

In the face of this blow, He Jingjing and another woman suddenly held hands and flew like a white crane, containing a wonderful charm, dodging again and again, and finally avoiding this dangerous blow.

Although it is one or two enemies, He Jingjing is in an absolute weakness, if it weren't for the ingenious mysteries of his body, he would have been defeated by the old man. "Haha, you're evil, and you're not going to be punished?"

With a long roar, the strange long sword in the old man's hand flickered, as if he had really incarnated into a cold and incomparably cold killing god, and a random action implied a killing intention, and the decisive aura of killing surrounded it, and the stabbing of a sword sword was like a poisonous snake out of a hole, and the dragon and snake danced, pervasive, and could not be prevented.

"Feathers Fly in the Sky"

Glancing at each other, Crane Jingjing and the woman shot out together, and pieces of crane feathers that were as clear as snow appeared, emitting a glowing white light, light and scattered, all over the heaven and earth.

These crane feathers are like heavy snow falling, but there is a strange liliang in the beauty, constantly rotating, touching, and hitting the old man's strange long sword, which actually made his sword momentum change and swing to the side. Moko's eyes were very sharp, but he saw that there were already tiny cracks and flaws on the white feathers.

"Stinky old man, why do you chase after us? Don't rush our sisters, everyone will die and fall in the God of War Temple!

When the thin old man heard this, he smiled coldly, and said hoarsely, "Hmph! Demon and evil people, don't talk nonsense! Today I will kill the two of you, so that He Mingyue, the old demon, will feel distressed!"

Obviously, this thin old man has a grudge against Crane Jingjing, not just for the God of War Order.

Mo Ke had been watching in hiding, and seeing that He Jingjing and the woman were about to die, he felt compassion in his heart, and his body shook and directly showed his figure.

"Amitabha, the benefactor, please look at the face of the little monk, how about letting these two female donors go?"

"What people!"

A person suddenly appeared in the palace, which suddenly shocked the three people who were fighting, and each made a false move and retreated.

Jiao panted, He Jingjing and the woman gathered together, and after seeing clearly that it was Moke, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she couldn't help but shout with joy, "Little bald head, it's you!"

"Amitabha Buddha benefactor, we meet again. Nodding, Moko responded with a smile.

Retreating to the side, the thin old man's face was as gloomy as water at this time, since He Jingjing knew Moko, it was impossible for him to kill the two of them again. He could sense the momentum of Moko's rolling river, and knew that he was a strong Buddhist.

Even so, the thin old man didn't want to fail like this, and once again released cruel words.

"Little monk, which temple are you from, and you are colluding with demons and evil spirits, it is simply intolerable to heaven and earth! I am Zhou Changsheng, an elder of the Tongtian Sword Sect, and I have a great enmity with these two demonic masters!" The fierce god stared at Mo Ke viciously, and the thin old man was like a fierce god.

With a light smile, Mo Ke said indifferently, "Amitabha, the donor, the little monk is the Dafan Temple Moko, my Buddha pays attention to compassion, what is the difference between you and the evil demons and foreign ways like this? ”

"Okay, good little monk, you really have a nest with demons, snakes and rats! Don't worry, after the battle between good and evil, I will make a good name for you!" "Stepping on the ground on his toes, the thin old man flashed like lightning, and quickly exited the palace.

"Hehehehe, little bald head, xiexie, you! Eh, you are so strong now, have you reached the peak of the Yuan Buddha? This is my junior sister He Hanyue. ”

Seeing that Moko repelled the strong enemy for them, He Jingjing smiled and opened her mouth to get closer to Moko. Originally, it was a coincidence that he wanted to rescue the two, but Moko nodded and passed perfunctorily. Regarding Crane Jingjing's proposal to join forces, Moko directly and categorically refused, and then left the palace with a footstep.

This time Moko stepped into an empty palace, and just as he was about to leave, the passage of the palace closed in vain, trapping him in it. In this regard, Mo Ke was not surprised, so he simply used the Vientiane Invisible Bead to hide his body, sat cross-legged, and cultivated himself.

Just when Mo Ke was temporarily trapped in a palace and cultivated peacefully, there was an aura of blood and great terror in the Yuanying battlefield!

The Yuanying battlefield, now there are two thousand people who have broken into it, and most of them are the peak strength of the late Yuanying period, constantly fighting and obtaining the God of War order. Some cultivators who were seriously injured or unable to resist would even abandon the God of War Order and choose to abstain.

Fighting, fighting, hiding, escaping, begging for mercy, abstaining, all the time, as the nine hundred and ninety-nine palaces were constantly connected and closed, all the time was staged.

Originally, many Yuan Infant Stage cultivators were still constantly obtaining the God of War Order, fighting, hoping to get good results, but with the passage of the past few days, almost seven or eight layers of people were covered with a thick haze in their hearts, lingering.

In many palaces, there were some hideous dried corpses, and these dried corpses exuded a monstrous bloody and cold aura, which made people shudder.

These traces are obviously the work of the same person!

In the Yuanying battlefield, there is a terrifying demon, constantly slaughtering, killing the enemy, and its strength is unstoppable!

Subsequently, everyone discovered a strange thing, that terrifying demon, all the people who killed were people in the righteous path.

Driven by panic and fear, many righteous path cultivators, Taoist Confucian and Buddha cultivators, began to quietly gather into small groups, wanting to unite and resist the evil demons together. However, this kind of result not only did not work, but on the contrary, the deaths and injuries of the righteous path practitioners became more and more serious!

"This is a rebellious Yuan Infant Demon, unstoppable!" Gradually, this thought appeared in everyone's hearts.

Not a single Righteous Path cultivator in the Yuan Infant Stage had ever seen the appearance of that fierce demon, and everyone who saw it had died tragically. Of course, the Yuanying powerhouse of the Demon Clan's Demon Dao has seen many of this peerless fierce demon.

The tall and majestic body, covered in blood, the face is covered, the evil spirit swept the heaven and the earth, and the shot was earth-shattering, no one could stop it, this is the common memory of all the evil people who have seen the evil demons.

In a palace, at this time, two Confucian Yuan infant powerhouses were gathering together, looking at a majestic body in front of them in shock, with a terrifying look on their faces.

This is a body wrapped in endless blood light, tall and burly, exuding endless evil energy, staring coldly at the two Confucian powerhouses in front of him, stretching out a finger and making a hoarse sound.

"Kill!"

Thundered

With this sound, a stream of blood shot out, making a thunderous sound, as if it was a blood thunder, not only did it not have an evil aura, but it revealed a vast masculine taste.

This stream of blood was too terrifying, it shot out at a terrifying speed, and then suddenly strangled it, and the two Confucian powerhouses with the strength of the late Yuan Infant screamed, and their bodies withered, turning into two dried corpses.

"Poof!

Falling to the ground in a dull manner, the two dried corpses exuded a strong bloody aura.

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