In front of him, Mo Guyuan had already raised his sword and left. Bai Li looked at each other in a daze, his words still lingering in his ears.
"When did you and that kid meet?" I don't know how long it took, but a weak voice came from beside him. Bai Li finally regained consciousness, looked to the side nervously, and said with a little surprise on his face, "Brother, you're awake! "
Bai Ge's face was still pale at this moment, but it was slightly improved after the heavy blow from the previous blow. Seeing Bai Li's eyes full of worry, Bai Ge motioned for him to help him up and whispered, "Where is the sword?"
Bai Li was stunned for a moment, then slowly took it out from his belongings and put it in front of Bai Ge. Bai Ge looked at the simple ancient sword carefully until his eyes stopped on the hilt, where the words "Long" were clearly engraved. The word "stay".
"Brother, according to what I saw in the aura before, it is exactly the same as the aura when I was trapped by the spell cast by Changliu Yanshan outside Caiyun Stream. It must be that person who deliberately hid in the dark and took the opportunity to attack." Bai Li said in his heart. Answer.
"Changliu Yanshan..." Bai Ge hummed softly, still having some impression of this person himself.
As a closed disciple of the head of Changliu Mountain, he has always been arrogant and domineering, acting arrogantly. However, it is rumored that his Taoism is poor and his foundation is illusory. It was just his good fortune that made him enter Changliu, which gave him the capital to be arrogant.
It's just that Bai Ge doesn't think so at the moment. A closed disciple who can become the head of Changliu will be a mediocre person? When they met in the sea that day, they poisoned Sun Datong of the Kongtong sect. At that time, it was Yanshan who cut off his right arm with a sword. Otherwise, if Sun Datong had delayed for a while, the poison would have spread throughout his body. It can be seen that Yanshan Cruel nature.
But what is extremely puzzling to Bai Ge is that if that person is really Yanshan, why would he be like this? Moreover, my practice has always been in blue-gray color, but Yanshan is a strange scarlet color, with strong evil aura. Just smelling the breath will make people feel dizzy, nauseated and disgusted. Where did that kid learn it?
Could it be that this bone-eroding force of clouds and smoke has more than one form? When he thought of this, Bai Ge suddenly paused, as if he thought of something in his mind. Then his eyes lit up, he licked his lips with some pleasure, smiled softly, and took the ancient sword into himself.
Bai Li saw Bai Ge change his appearance in the blink of an eye, and felt a little worried. Just as he was about to ask, Bai Ge smiled at him and said, "You haven't answered me when I asked you earlier. What's going on between you and him?" Do you know him?"
Bai Li turned his head and looked at the horizon. Mo Guyuan, who was currently fighting with Ling Taotao, lowered his head and said silently, "When I first entered Fajiu, he saved me once from a few people in the immortal world. Later, we met him all the way to find the Qiankun Pagoda." , so I recognize it.”
Bai Ge saw his sister lowering her head and giving a general explanation in just a few words. He didn't ask any more questions. He just looked up and saw the two people fighting in full swing above him, and was a little surprised for a moment.
In mid-air, more than ten days have passed since the last battle with Lingtao Tao Canghai. After getting the hairdove from Mo Guyuan, he received Cao Qingyi's sword energy as a gift from Qingshi Mansion, and then carefully beat and refined it, and then He received guidance from the ancient god Yi at the bottom of the lake where the winged bird inhabits, and he continued to practice hard every day. Therefore, Mo Guyuan was more experienced in fighting Ling Taotao today than last time.
The Burning Heart Mysterious Fire Technique of Tianhong Valley was a mental method that the first generation of the Valley Master of Tianhong Valley learned from the Nine Nether Mysterious Fire Mirror. Since then, he relied on the power of the Mysterious Fire to establish a sect, which continues to this day.
The Burning Heart Mysterious Fire Art is divided into four levels, among which the level of the realm can be determined by the number of mysterious fire balls, which are the ninth level, the twenty-seventh level, the fifty-fourth level, and the eighty-first level of the realm of gods and humans. It is rumored that if one can really crack through the last ninety-nine and eighty-one levels, he can become a real god in this world, with boundless power and the ability to control wind and rain.
Now Ling Taotao has entered the second level and can evolve to the twenty-seventh level. This person is only about a hundred years old, which shows his talent.
On top of the hair dove, the shadows of swords in the sky changed countless times, and as the Xuanyuan rose in Mo Guyuan's hand, the sword flowers were like a sky curtain, covering the spiritual Taotao layer by layer, making people dazzled.
If you really think it's just purely good-looking, then it's because the power of Xuanyuan Sword has been minimised. As an ancient divine weapon, it is also a divine weapon with extremely heavy evil aura. Ling Taotao has to expend a lot of effort every time he takes it. His sword energy The sharp edge can even shatter the body-protecting energy around him, and there seems to be a hint of corrosive power mixed in with it.
Ling Taotao frowned and wondered where this person came from. He was obviously upright, but the sharp weapon in his hand was so vicious. In Mo Guyuan's hands, the sword seemed to be just a convenient weapon, and he was not backlashed by that ancient sword. Could it be that his cultivation level can already control such a magical weapon?
Although Ling Taotao had doubts, how could he take the battle lightly now? The Nine Nether Mysterious Fire Mirror was in his hand, and he raised it up and swept down again and again, shattering all the sword energy in front of him.
Mo Guyuan wielded his sword and kept moving, hitting Linlin vigorously. A sense of pleasure arose in his heart for no reason, and even he himself was not aware of the subtle changes in his body. At this moment, he just wants to keep fighting, he just wants to keep fighting, regardless of victory or defeat, or even life or death.
Ling Taotao was also aware of Mo Guyuan's state. Seeing his cold expression and his sword energy rising continuously, Ling Taotao knew that Mo Guyuan might be treating him as an opponent to hone his sword energy.
Not to be outdone, he let out a fierce shout from his Dantian, raised his hands high, and suddenly the Nine Nether Mysterious Fire Jian came out of his hand, spinning rapidly above his head. The next moment, Ling Taotao's momentum suddenly soared upwards, the flames on his body surged endlessly, and ripples began to appear in the void behind him, as if several whirlpools were slowly forming behind him.
In the original battle in Canghai, Ling Taotao was just a man of cultivation. With his ability to evolve twenty-seven levels of profound fire, it would be easy to use nine levels of profound fire.
However, Ling Taotao did not directly sacrifice the twenty-seventh level of profound fire. Instead, he used the power of the Nine Nether Mysterious Fire Mirror to activate the nine levels of profound fire behind him to the extreme. The flames in the vortex were vaguely forming waves. The white light gradually distorted the surrounding space. The Jiuyou Xuanhuo Jian, which also comes from the ancient magic weapon, will be so terrifying after adding the power of Xuanhuo.
Seeing that Ling Taotao was finally willing to use his tricks, Mo Guyuan's face became inexplicably excited and his eyes turned red. However, this was not a sign of obsession, but instead there were waves of anticipation and excitement.
The Xuanyuan Sword, which had always been cold and hard, actually felt warm from the palm of his hand. Mo Guyuan looked down and saw light flowing on the surface of the Xuanyuan Sword. It was originally a surprisingly black iron sword, but at this moment it felt particularly warm. Dazzling and dazzling, as if wearing a war robe, shining brightly.
"Do you also want to have a good fight with me?" Mo Guyuan said with a smile.
The sword couldn't speak, it just roared, causing turmoil in all directions.
Around Mo Guyuan, countless sword shadows suddenly stopped moving and stood on the spot. Among them was Mo Guyuan, holding Xuanyuan in his hand, slowly rising up. The sword shadow was like a tiger's mouth, with overwhelming momentum.
Standing on the opposite side, Ling Taotao is currently in the sea of fire, with mysterious fire surging behind him, and nine fire dragons swimming behind him wantonly. Ling Taotao holds the mysterious mirror in his hand, as if he is judging.
"Such a strong momentum. I didn't expect this guy to be able to maintain a stalemate with Ling Taotao to this level. Where does this guy come from? Why have I never heard of him before?" Bai Ge seemed to be asking his sister, but also seemed to be asking himself. Talk to yourself.
Bai Li raised his head and looked at the sky. Everything in the world seemed to have disappeared long ago. The light in his eyes was all that existed like the sun, and the fireworks in the daytime.
He said that she was a god who lived in the moon, so he was the sun in her eyes at this moment, the only one, blazing.
Not far away, on the other side, several members of the Di Ren clan looked at the aura of the two people gathered in the air. Liu Yanchen, the leader, was delighted and nodded slightly, saying, "This guy named Mo Guyuan is not bad, he looks a bit like that guy." ah."
Chensha and the elder Li Boran, who had already regained their consciousness, saw this and looked at each other in confusion at the people around them. In the end, Li Boran held his breath and blushed and said, "Clan leader, why don't you go out to meet me? Ji Qing came back last time to talk about excuses. Pass some guy."
"Huh?" Liu Yanchen turned to Li Boran. The latter suddenly shrank his head, pulled Chensha over and blocked it in front of him, with a panicked expression on his face.
"Clan leader..." Chensha murmured in a low voice, intending to plead for Li Boran. Who made him his uncle? At the moment, he could only be shameless and cautious, looking at Liu Yanchen with a slightly flattering look.
"Hey, look at your potential." Liu Yanchen sneered and ignored him.
The Di people took a long breath. In the past, if someone accidentally let something slip, there would usually be nothing good to gain. Now that the elder mentioned it intentionally, the clan leader didn't get angry. It's really a fantasy.
On the side, Yu Nie was very excited, wishing that he would be able to stand out in this battle with his majestic appearance, but he also understood that Mo Guyuan intended to hone his sword intention and realm, so he could only cheer on the side and shouted, "You are worthy of being my brother, with me." Somewhat elegant.”
Several people from the Immortal Realm who were also gathered together looked at the intensifying trend between the two people in mid-air. The three women had different expressions. Although Zipei didn't like Mo Guyuan, Ling Taotao was as condescending as a god at the moment. This She couldn't help but look extremely proud and full of admiration in her eyes.
Qingrong's eyes showed a trace of envy, and she saw the worry flashing in Ling Taotao's eyes, and she was deeply afraid that the fight between the two would cause him to be seriously injured. Luokui, who had just returned to the team not long ago, did not have the same look as the two girls. Looking at the two of them, she wanted to kill them. She held her cheeks in her hands and looked impatient.
On the side that was a little remote from the battlefield, there was a dense forest of weeds. At this time, a man slowly appeared from behind the tree, half of his figure, squinting at the two people on the battlefield, his eyes were bright, and there was more of a cold light.
"Hmph, I want to see how capable you are one day."
Mo Guyuan raised his sword and pointed at Ling Taotao from a distance, saying, "One man is at the gate, and ten thousand swords are united."
Then, the shadow of the sword poured out, like a surging river, all of them surged forward. Mo Guyuan's figure at this moment was like a shooting star in the sword river, flying away with great force.
Ling Taotao was full of fighting spirit and chopped down Xuanjian with one hand. The void behind him seemed to be torn open by a fire dragon. Deafening roars could be heard endlessly, resounding throughout the world. Ling Taotao only made a slight click and took the lead to stand in front of a fire dragon and rush towards it. And go.
The sky and the earth were turbulent, and the entire Hairjiu was shaken. The hairjiu, which was supposed to be sunny and windy, was actually covered with dark clouds and thundering constantly. The hair dove has lived in the deep sea for a long time, and no rain has fallen on the island for thousands of years. At this time, light rain actually fell from the sky. The light rain was dense and came down from the top. After a while, it started to rain heavily.
"Clan leader, this...this is..." Looking at the inexplicable vision in front of him, Chensha said in shock.
Liu Yanchen looked at the scene above his head and frowned in confusion. Could it be that the Taoist cultivation level performed by the two of them was too huge and the hair dove could not carry their offensive? Liu Yanchen was about to see what was going on, when another majestic sound sounded in his ears. Compared with before, the sound at this moment was continuous and lingering for a long time.
"No, it wasn't caused by the two men's offensive! It was Fajiu who was about to escape from the sea!" Liu Yanchen suddenly reminded everyone.
All around, the sea water began to rush towards the sky. Everyone looked around and saw dozens of tornadoes connecting to the sky. They were spinning rapidly at this moment, pulling the sea water around Fajiu upwards. The rain that fell was the sea water from the sky. On top of the dove, it was as if someone had opened the mouth of a bottle, and the sea water poured in, surging incessantly.
"Fajiu is about to appear, Bai Li, let's go quickly. The current situation is no longer something you and I can control." Bai Ge pulled Bai Li up and turned into a stream of light and fled upwards.
Bai Li couldn't help himself, and looked behind him again. There, the sun was blocked by the armor's light, the sky was filled with dark clouds, and Mo Guyuan was holding his sword, walking among the fire dragons between heaven and earth.
But his figure was too small, except for the mighty sword energy. As the distance grew farther, Bai Li gradually lost his eyesight.
