Mo Yihui seemed to have discovered something, and couldn't help but exclaim, but before he could finish his sentence, the void wrapped in a charm that shone with a light purple halo suddenly trembled. Even a loud roar suppressed his exclamation.

Suddenly, there was another muffled snort, but this time it was no longer Sui Feng who made the sound, but was replaced by Mo Yihui, who had just turned into a streamer and was about to retreat.

The void around him trembled and shook his body out again! Not only that, but Mo Yihui's face turned a little pale, and there seemed to be a trace of extremely weak blood on the corner of his mouth.

"What the hell is going on? Could it be that some senior is secretly helping me?" With the wind, he struggled to hold his hands on the ground to stabilize his body, and when he saw that such a change suddenly occurred, and he also knew that he was not in danger for the time being, he was also a little relieved, and his eyes widened and he looked carefully.

"Which senior in the Dao Sect is here? Even this trapped immortal array has been used, it is inevitable that he thinks too highly of the old man, right? Since he has such strength, why don't he dare to show up? Could it be that the Dao Sect is full of greedy people who are afraid of life and death, and will only use plots?" Mo Yihui reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked around, his eyes were full of coldness.

It's just that there is still silence in response to him. Surrounded by barren sand dunes, there is not even the slightest wind and grass, and who is there?

Mo Yihui stopped making a sound, and quietly mobilized his divine sense to probe for a long time, but still found nothing. On the surface, he was still calm, but he muttered in his heart. Secretly said: "I have obviously probed the surroundings with my divine sense, and there is no movement at all. It stands to reason that the old Taoist of Qingxuan is here, and he will not hide his breath so well. What's going on here?"

Mo Yihui pondered for a moment, but there was still no movement around him. As if thinking of something, he snorted angrily and said, "Is it a trick to blind your eyes? It's really ridiculous!"

After that, Mo Yi slowed down his luck and mobilized the dormant aura in his body little by little. He was just lucky, and he felt as if there was a Taiyue slowly rising in front of him. That momentum has just emerged, and it already has the potential to break through the sky, if all the momentum is unfolded. What kind of power will it be? Wouldn't it be to cover the whole world in it?

Sui Feng couldn't think about it anymore. My heart, which had just breathed a sigh of relief, became tense again.

The momentum of this Mo Yi Hui slowly rose, but in the end, it still did not rise to the peak state, Rao is like this, it is such a blockade in the void. Sui Feng still felt that Mo Yi would spew out a thin amount of true qi around his body, as majestic as the scorching sun. His spiritual sense didn't dare to come near at all. It can only be probed from afar.

"Watch me break through this void!" Mo Yi yelled. The momentum of the whole body has finally risen to the peak. The back, which had been somewhat curved before, straightened up, and in an instant there was a sound of "rattling" joints twisting.

Suddenly, it seemed that even he himself was a lot taller and more majestic. The palm of the right hand is turned upwards. There was a strange twist in the palm of his hand, and a blue-red aura appeared. The breath swirled and intertwined, like a spirit snake, surging towards the top of his head.

With the power of this palm pushed, several muffled sounds of void shaking could be faintly heard in mid-air. Even the void can be shaken, if this palm strikes on a person, what will be the effect?

It's just that what neither of them expected was that this palm power had just risen three feet above Mo Yihui's head, as if it had encountered some obstacle, and it actually stopped moving forward. Mo Yihui's face changed, although he didn't use all his strength in this palm, he also had at least eighty percent of his skills, that is, a mountain could be smashed, but today he couldn't even deal with a small trick?

Thinking of this, Mo Yihui felt even more angry in his heart. He took a long breath and added a bit of power into the palm of his hand. With a loud shout, he struck upwards again.

"Dang!" There was a crisp sound, like two pieces of jade colliding. The rune above Mo Yihui's head suddenly appeared with a burst of brilliant purple light, and this sound was the same sound that Mo Yihui had just slapped on it with a palm that split the mountain and cracked the stone.

A force of shock struck, and Mo Yihui snorted again, and it was obvious that his body trembled violently, and he almost fell.

"Isn't it a trick, but really a trapped immortal array?" Mo Yihui gasped and muttered to himself. Although he was muttering to himself, his voice was not small, and even the wind in the distance could be heard clearly.

Although Sui Feng didn't know what the trapped immortal array in his mouth was, listening to the name, trapped immortals, trapped immortals, even immortals could be trapped, it must be an extremely extraordinary formation.

"Whoever breaks this sword, die!"

Suddenly, five cold words came out of nowhere, breaking the deathly silence around them. This time, Sui Feng heard it clearly, this voice actually came from the pure Jun sword suspended in mid-air, how could this be possible!

It is even more strange to say, it is obviously an empty place all around, but this cold words are still echoing. And the Pure Jun Sword also burst out with a burst of brilliant sword light, "Could it be that all the strange things just now came from this Pure Jun Sword?" This question quietly echoed in the hearts of the two of them.

No matter how magical this pure Jun sword is, it is just a sword after all, how can it do so many things?

"This ...... This aura is ......" Mo Yihui's expression changed suddenly, and he looked at the long sword hanging in front of him in a daze, and he didn't know what he had noticed, and he had a look of horror on his face.

For this sudden change, Suifeng is also very curious to know what it is. But suddenly, a sense of trance hit me, and my mind was confused. It's really because he was too seriously injured, he had already suffered extremely serious internal injuries before, and he was desperately urging the Pure Jun Sword to fight with that Mo Yi Club.

In this way, the injuries were added to the injuries, and the meridians in his body, which were already chaotic, were even messed up with the dantian. After all, he is not an iron body, how can he support the ground?

Suddenly, a wave of tiredness hit my heart, and I finally fainted. Before his consciousness fell into darkness, the scene he saw was that the pure Jun sword that was hanging in the air and only half of it was left suddenly flashed with an incomparably brilliant purple sword light, and leaned towards Mo Yihui in front of him. Before he could see the results, he tilted his head and fainted.

As soon as Sui Feng fainted, Mo Yi suddenly let out a burst of surprise and shouted: "This is really immortal!"

As if in response to his words, the pure Jun sword hanging in mid-air trembled slightly, and a light sword groan was emitted.

Seeing this scene, Mo Yihui's expression was even more cold, and a trace of imperceptible horror flashed in his eyes. After a pause, as if secretly plucking up some courage, he said loudly: "I don't know which immortal predecessor came to the world? ”

Although his words sounded flat, he was already shocked and at a loss. Secretly said: "There has been no one in this world for thousands of years who has been able to ascend to the immortal throne in the daytime." Even the existence of the immortal realm has not yet been determined, and there is no warning just now...... No, this aura can't be wrong!I only thought it was a trace of it that Ou Yezi accidentally triggered when he cast the sword, but this aura is so magnificent that even the trapped immortal array has been used, what is it if it is not an immortal?"

Thinking of this, Mo Yihui's face was so twisted that it was almost dripping. He took a long breath, desperately suppressed the panic in his heart, and stared around cautiously.

For a long time, there was still silence all around, and even the Xuanguang on the hanging Pure Jun Sword had withdrawn a little, not as dazzling as it was just now.

Mo Yihui frowned again, completely unable to figure out what the situation was. Before he was allowed to show a different color on his face, he suddenly heard another voice, "The predecessor is not counted, and the real body has already fallen for a long time." It's just a breath of true qi that I left in this sword. ”

"It's really an immortal!" Mo Yihui's heart twitched a little, and the incredible color on his face did not weaken in the slightest, but became a little more intense.

This time he finally heard it clearly, and the voice was really coming from the long sword hanging in front of him, as the immortal said!

Mo Yihui's face couldn't help but twitch slightly, and he felt an indescribable taste in his heart. Secretly gritted his teeth, suddenly seemed to remember something, silently used Xuangong, and suddenly a strange color flashed in his eyes and looked ahead.

Suddenly, the scene he saw in front of him changed for a while, and the light between heaven and earth dimmed for a while. It was daylight, but in his eyes it was like midnight. With such a strange pupil technique, he finally saw clearly that there was really a faint white light in front of him.

Faintly, it can be seen that it is the appearance of a person, but for some reason, the breath in it is really very weak. Presumably it's time to dissipate.

It's just that although this figure looks very weak, its slight aura is like a mountain pressing on Mo Yihui's heart, that is, he only has this breath of true qi left, but it is not something that Mo Yihui can look up to.

"It seems that this immortal really has only one breath left, and I don't know if I can stop it, is this the difference between immortals and mortals? I can't imagine that this son has such good luck, and there is an immortal spirit in the underworld to protect him......" Mo Yihui secretly thought in his heart, his palms clenched extremely tightly, and he was almost dripping with sweat.

"This sword was born in response to the destiny of heaven, and since this sword is broken in your hand, it is also destined by heaven. I can only go with the sky and kill you here. The barely visible figure said slowly. (To be continued......)