swallow dragon

"kill!"

"kill!"

The two brothers Man Luo and Man Tuo are majestic masters of the sixth heaven in the Shattered Realm, and they are both the proud sons of heaven who have been recognized by Chengxiantai.It can be said that neither Manduo nor Manluo is an existence that Mo Qilin can contend with.

Now, the two brothers join forces, once Mo Qilin is intercepted, it will be difficult for Mo Qilin to survive smoothly.

"Ghost Escape Technique!"

Sensing the approaching figure behind his back, Mo Qilin narrowed his eyes slightly, and let out a low drink. Immediately, within Mo Qilin's Treasure Soul Realm, one after another ghost mountain peaks exploded in response, endless ghost smoke, like waves like tides Generally, it poured into the limbs and bones of Mo Qilin.

hula la...

Immediately, the figure of the ink unicorn was completely shrouded in jet-black mist of the underworld, like a god of the underworld crawling out of the underworld, giving people an evil, sinister, and cruel feeling.

Looking intently, I saw a jet-black rainbow light flashing across the vast sky, followed by Manduo and Manluo, who circulated the true energy in their bodies one after another, supporting a body shield, for fear of being caught The strong ghostly mist corroded the flesh and suffered trauma.

"Mo Qilin, even if you go to heaven and earth today, you will not escape our clutches!"

Man Luo and Man Tuo looked at each other and sneered.

Immediately afterwards, the speed of the two brothers suddenly increased, like two cannonballs, piercing the sky and shooting towards Mo Qilin.

Who would have thought that at the moment when the two brothers Man Luo and Man Tuo were about to catch up with Mo Qilin, a jaw-dropping scene appeared—the figure of Mo Qilin was actually visible to the naked eye in the thick mist of darkness. Velocity begins to rot, dissolve, and eventually disappear.

"Ok?"

"What? Mo Qilin disappeared?"

Man Luo and Man Tuo couldn't help being startled, they looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to believe their eyes.

Fortunately, both of them were seasoned masters, so they immediately dispersed their spiritual thoughts and began to search for Mo Qilin's real body.

whoosh...

Hearing an ear-piercing sound of piercing through the sky, the ink unicorn, which had completely merged into the mist of the nether world, no longer had a specific shape. Looking intently, I saw a jet-black mist flashing across the sky at such a high speed. , like lightning, like lightning, as fast as thunder.

Manduo and Manluo couldn't help being startled.

The ink unicorn turned into an invisible mist, and its aura was also ethereal, making it elusive.A negligence, it is possible to lose the trace of Mo Qilin.

"Hehe, I blew myself up one after another in the Nether Mountains, and performed the forbidden footwork 'Nether Escape Technique'. Even Man Tuo and Man Luo, two masters who have been recognized by Chengxiantai, may not be able to catch up with me!"

Mo Qilin, who turned into a wisp of light and smoke, secretly sneered in his heart.

For Mo Qilin, every ghost mountain in the treasure soul world is extremely precious, and it is the result of hundreds of years of cultivation by Mo Qilin.Now, in order to escape from the pursuit, many Nether Mountains have been shattered one after another. For Mo Qilin, it has cost him a lot of money.

Whizzing!

"No matter what, you can't let this kid escape!"

"Damn it, after this child melted into the Nether mist, the aura of the 'Burning Blood Tracking Talisman' that was originally contaminated has completely disappeared. Now, it is even more difficult to track it for thousands of miles."

Both Manduo and Manluo have stern expressions on their faces.

At that moment, the two of them desperately tried their best to turn the true energy in their bodies, their blood boiled, and they chased Mo Qilin madly one by one, fearing that Mo Qilin would run away if they were negligent.

At the same time, above the ragged mountain range, Elder Gu's pale face looked at the scene in the distance, and he couldn't help but gasped, "What? That guy, Mo Qilin, actually merged his body into the mist of the netherworld In order to get rid of my Burning Blood Tracker?"

Gritting his steel teeth, Elder Gu couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly, and said coldly, "Damn Mo Qilin, no matter what, we will snatch back the thousand-year-old red ginseng essence! Besides, we will take your head on your neck, Go to Sacred Spring Valley to receive the reward!"

Elder Gu was so angry that his whole body trembled.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Suddenly, hundreds of figures shot out from Elder Gu's body one after another, and each figure was a handsome young man wearing a special robe.

"Elder Gu, in our Mountain of Immortality, another nine disciples have successfully broken through the bottleneck and are ready to cross the tribulation!"

A young man in the lead exhaled and spoke.

Hearing this, Elder Gu's gloomy expression softened a little, and he licked his lips, "Hehe, are nine more disciples going to cross the catastrophe? Well, it's really a joyful thing."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and waved, Hulala, countless figures swept out from the treasured soul world of the ancient elder, densely packed, like a plague of locusts, and in an instant, the valley was filled to the brim.

Looking intently, there are two to three thousand figures, and each figure is wearing a uniform robe, full of spirits.

"Meet Elder Gu!"

"Meet Elder Gu!"

As soon as two or three thousand figures appeared, they all half-kneeled on the ground, saluted and bowed to the ancient elder, and made a sound like a mountain roar and a tsunami, which caused the mountains and rivers to tremble.

In the middle of the crowd, there are nine figures sitting cross-legged, concentrating on cultivating with their eyes closed. The true essence in their bodies is like a wave, turbulent and turbulent, and there is a faint tendency to hit the realm of divine essence.

"All disciples, obey the order!"

Elder Gu looked stern, waved his big hand, and ordered: "Form the formation immediately and protect the disciples who have crossed the catastrophe!"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and summoned command flags from his sleeves, and planted them in the valley, muttering words in his mouth, and making formulas in his hands. After a while, he completed the arrangement of a defensive barrier.

And the two or three thousand disciples from Mount Blessed all summoned their natal artifacts, and walked around one by one, forming a massive killing array, being extremely vigilant against potential threats in all directions. .

"Seven Evil Wolf Smoke Formation!"

Elder Gu took out a huge wine gourd again, and summoned the Seven Evil Wolf Smoke Formation. After a while, the entire valley was shrouded in misty wolf smoke.

Although there are only two wolves left in the Seven Evil Wolf Smoke Formation, they are not existences that ordinary monks dare to touch.

The wind was howling, and inside a giant peak [-] miles away, Ji Xu crawled sprawled in a hole that penetrated back and forth, restraining his breath, not daring to move for a long time.When the figures of Mo Qilin, Manduo, and Manluo completely disappeared into the distant sky, Ji Xu just exhaled a long breath, like a pangolin, landed on all fours, and quickly moved towards another exit in the middle of the mountain climb up.

After a while, Ji Xu poked out the exit of the cave and carefully observed the surrounding situation.

Suddenly, Ji Xu's pupils constricted, and he stared unblinkingly at the valley two hundred miles away, his lips pursed violently, "Oh my God, am I right? Those guys are all disciples from Bulao Mountain! "

"Moreover, there are two or three thousand people!"

Ji Xu's heart was shaken, and he was indescribably horrified.

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