The Ancient God Emperor

With a violent drink, several figures flashed by. Suddenly, Mo Jueyuan was surrounded by six figures. All of them were murderous. Looking at Mo Jueyuan, it seemed that he had to do something if he didn't agree.

Looking at the strong people in Tibet, Mo Jueyuan stood still, not surprised, and sounded in a flat tone

"What? Do you want to keep Laozi

Mo Jueyuan's voice is very flat, and the disdain implied in his words is so obvious.

"You have no chance to kill the elder of Liuyun sect. Do you want to leave?"

With a loud and violent cheering, a thin and tall middle-aged man appeared in front of the crowd. He was wearing a golden robe, and his whole body was full of dignity. Under the surging breath, the robe was calm and hunting. The middle-aged man's face was cold, with a feeling of not angry and arrogant. It was formed naturally after a long time in a high position.

This man is binglianshan, the deputy leader of Liuyun sect.

As soon as binglianshan appeared, he came to Sima Kun and saluted respectfully,

"Binglianshan, I have met Mr. Sima."

Sima Kun nodded slightly, indicating that he should deal with it by himself,

As soon as Sima Kun flashed, his figure disappeared and appeared in the distance, giving this place to the people of Liuyun sect.

Mo Jueyuan's challenge before, although Mo Jueyuan sent a message to Sima Kun, only the two sides of the decisive battle knew it, but Sima Kun still felt very embarrassed. After all, he was a great escape from the ordinary world, and the strength of the boy on the other side was only flying in the air. How could Sima Kun endure such a humiliation? But Mo Jueyuan's soul attack scares Sima Kun. After all, Sima Kun's soul injury has not recovered.

Now, people of liuyunzong are willing to "lead the battle" for themselves. Sima Kun is very willing to take this opportunity to see what other party's means are. If he has a chance, Sima Kun doesn't mind taking the opportunity to kill Mo Jueyuan. This boy only flies in the air, which has caused him such great harm. Moreover, the most important thing is that the last time he met Mo Jueyuan, He only had the strength in the middle of xiangkongyuan. In just a few months, Mo Jueyuan's strength had reached the great perfection of xiangkongyuan. With such a terrible promotion speed, Sima Kun was even more afraid of Mo Jueyuan and secretly determined to kill Mo Jueyuan in the ghost forest this time.

As soon as binglianshan saw Sima Kun retreating, he scolded the old fox in his heart. But he didn't dare to show any disrespect on his face. He still gave a little respectful salute. Then he turned and looked at Mo Jueyuan. His voice was cold and his expression was cold, but there was a look of fear in his eyes.

"You have no chance to kill the elder of Liuyun sect. Should you give us an explanation?"

Binglianshan doesn't know Mo Jueyuan's challenge to Sima Kun. Otherwise, he would not dare to speak to Mo Jueyuan like this. Binglianshan doesn't know the strength of Sima Kun, but binglianshan knows that Sima Kun is a strong man in the legend. With such terrible strength, can he challenge him with average strength? At the very least, binglianshan himself can't stop three or even one moves out of the ordinary world.

Mo Chueh yuan's face suddenly showed a sneer, and with a light irony, he said with indifference

"What are you going to do? Kill Lao Tzu and pay for the fat man's life? It has to be said that apart from Qi Yuntian who died, the rest of liuyunzong are all bears. However, it's also true that Xiao Xiong is in charge of the bear. If there are too many Xiao Xiong, where can Qi Yuntian come from? Unfortunately, Qi Yuntian is still dead. "

"You..."

Binglianshan immediately glared at Mo Jueyuan, his momentum slowly changed, and a strong sense of killing appeared on his face

"Don't say I won't give you a chance. As long as you can stick to them for a quarter of an hour, I will spare your life. Otherwise, you can go to the iron elder's funeral with ease."

With that, binglianshan winked at the six people around Mo Jueyuan. Then he stepped back and left the area for them.

The six strong men in the Tibetan territory around Mo Jueyuan immediately realized that their momentum suddenly rose. With a clang of weapons coming out of their scabbard, six bright swords suddenly appeared in their hands.

Hiss, hiss, hiss

Suddenly, there were countless shining lights and shadows, flashing countless cold lights, constantly shaking Mo Jueyuan's eyes. The six people were moving at random. The sword was complementary in the dance. It seemed that there was no flaw. As soon as they entered, retreated, attacked and defended, the six people cooperated with each other perfectly, The momentum of the six people, with the continuous dance of the sword, gradually began to merge, forming a more powerful momentum to suppress Mo Jueyuan.

Mo Jueyuan's face remained unchanged, but he murmured in his heart.

"Old monster, are you sure? The strength of these six people is not simple. "

It turns out that in Mo Jueyuan's body, Cheng Nuo's soul is controlling, and Mo Jueyuan's soul naturally hides aside. Looking at all this, when Mo Jueyuan sees six masters in the hidden sharp realm, and they are extremely good at cooperation, Mo Jueyuan is a little worried. The six of them are obviously more powerful than the fat man before, although the earth spirit fire has infinite power, But Cheng Nuo needs to consume his soul power to push him forward. Mo Jueyuan's vitality has no effect on Cheng Nuo's Di Ling Huo. Therefore, Mo Jueyuan doesn't want Cheng Nuo to consume too much power to avoid changes in the decisive battle five days later.

"Don't worry, boy. It's useless even if the cooperation is good. Everything is in vain in the face of absolute strength. Look carefully, Laozi will teach you how to use the dust-free fire this time."

Cheng Nuo said in his heart, while controlling Mo Jueyuan's body, his hands spread out, palms up, two soft sounds, two groups of slowly rotating red flowers suddenly appeared, above his palms, slowly rotating, while Cheng Nuo looked at the approaching six people around him, his eyes flashed cold, then gently said, if the voice is not to be checked.

"All over the world."

With Cheng Nuo's voice, Cheng Nuo suddenly closed his hands and fused the two red flowers together. Then Cheng Nuo stretched out his hand and pulled out. Suddenly, a thin, almost invisible net appeared in the middle of his hands, flashing a faint red light.

With the appearance of the red net, Cheng Nuo's face sneered deeper, his hands gently flicked, suddenly, this small net only the size of the palm suddenly flew out, toward one of them flew in the past.

At the moment when the net flies out, Cheng Nuo's eyes are cold. A surge of momentum suddenly breaks out, and a strong wind blows around him.

In Cheng Nuo's eyes, the small net, which was only the size of a palm, suddenly changed into a huge net of tens of feet long and tens of feet wide, wrapping six people from the outside in a circle, and then blocking them up and down.

In an instant, the giant net blocked the six people and Mo Jueyuan together. However, this time, the giant net, between every grain, was completely transparent, and there was no color at all. Only there was a faint fluctuation of vitality in the surrounding air.

Looking at the six people, they didn't feel it. They didn't care about Mo Jueyuan's almost useless actions. The six sword bearers were still dancing wildly and approaching Mo Jueyuan, with a bloodthirsty color on their faces.

These six people didn't find it, which doesn't mean that all of them didn't find it. Just at the moment when the giant net just appeared, Sima Kun's eyes suddenly shrank in the distance, and his eyes showed the color of horror. He was even more scared of this seemingly successful young man.

Many people know the existence of the fire without dust, but not everyone can accept it. The benefits of the fire without dust are huge, but the risks are also huge. If you are not careful, you will not be able to accept the fire without dust, but you will catch up with your own life. Sima Kun is a strong man in the world, so he will not be too afraid of it, The power of dust-free fire will be deadly.

However, he didn't mean to remind the six people. No matter whether they are reminded or not, they will die. Is there any difference between reminding and not reminding? It's just a waste of words.

Binglianshan, who has been watching the battle not far away, suddenly feels something wrong. The looming giant net has wrapped up six people. Although the giant net is transparent, it is real. There will always be some special places. Binglianshan immediately finds them.

"Be careful around you."

Binglianshan immediately reminded him that although their strength was only in the middle of cangruijing, the six of them had lived and died for many years, and they had an incomparable tacit understanding with each other. Later, the six of them got a kind of combat skill about cooperation, which greatly increased their real strength, and they couldn't get rid of the powerful people in cangruijing, It's possible to be even killed. It's not unprecedented.

But at the moment, six people listen to binglianshan's roar, immediately slightly a Leng, subconsciously pop up soul perception, explore around.

It's a blank.

There was a flash of doubt in the eyes of the six people. However, the six people will not refute now. The priority now is to kill the black robed boy in front of them.

"Hum, I really want to die. In that case, I'm not polite."

Mo Jueyuan's voice was as cold as ice. It rang out in the ears of six people. Then he raised his right hand, moved his hand, and suddenly put his hands together. With a crisp sound, the air around him suddenly changed.

"Ah ~ ~ ~ what's this, ah ~ ~ ~"

A scream suddenly rang out. The six people dancing with swords around just had a breath of danger in their hearts. Before they could react, they felt the burning pain on their bodies and soul.

"Stop it, stop it."

Binglianshan in the distance roared with an ugly voice.