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instant.

Lintian's eyes were dark, and an old hand covered the sky. The breath was so strong that he breathed and felt the deadly danger.

Mengshan shot!

Witnessing Yantu being killed before made him furious until he saw that even the other two successors were in danger of being killed, he couldn't help but go out.

"Why should Taoist friends be angry when there is a dispute among younger generations?"

In the indifferent voice, the figure of Molan mountain appeared for the first time, and the sleeve robe waved.

Boom!

The world shook violently, and the old hand scattered in the void.

While Molan mountain moved away with Lintian.

Looking at the distance, Mengshan, which was originally very old, was covered with immortal Taoist light. The whole person seemed to be rejuvenated in an instant and turned into a powerful man with hair like ink and physique like a mountain.

The murderous spirit emitted by him makes the sky dim and shaky.

"How can we not be angry if we kill our missionary?"

Mengshan's voice was cold. "Molan mountain, hand over this son. I'll let bygones be bygones. Otherwise, you and this son are doomed to die today!"

Mo Lanshan frowned: "are you trying to provoke a war between our two ancestral courts?"

"It depends on whether you have handed this son over!"

Mengshan's voice is cold.

"Unexpectedly, you can't afford to lose." Lintian sneered.

Mo Lanshan said, "they can't afford to lose, but they don't pay attention to any rules and agreements at all. It's doomed to be impossible for them to bow their heads and leave with a duel."

Mengshan said expressionless, "don't talk nonsense. I'll ask you one last question. Will you hand it over to someone?"

The sound is dull, killing Yingye!

"If you don't pay someone, you'll die."

Suddenly, a distant voice came from the cabin.

Immediately after, a bloody rainbow rushed out of the cabin, and a figure stood on it, floating in white, rich and handsome, with a pair of eyes rolling with the thick breath of the vicissitudes of years.

With his appearance, an invisible threat of terror spread, making heaven and earth silent.

"Sentence margin!"

Mo Lanshan's face suddenly sank, "you worship the ancestral court of the sorcery cult, but you are actually mixed with such things. Don't you feel shameless?"

He realized that something was wrong.

If you take your disciples to go out for training, you only need Mengshan alone. The local sacrifice like Juhu is equivalent to a deputy cabinet leader in Yuan religion. There is no need to accompany your disciples to go out for training!

"To be honest, this seat is specially for this son."

Ju Hu looked at Lintian. He had big sleeves and elegant demeanor, just like a young man, but he was actually an extremely old antique.

Lintian narrowed his eyes and realized something was wrong.

"I'm just a descendant of Yuan religion. How can he De Jing make you an old monster so valued?"

Lengleng road of Molan mountain.

"He is indeed a descendant of your yuan sect, but he is also a descendant of Fangcun, and you don't know that our Witch sect has always regarded Fangcun mountain as an enemy?"

The sentence Hu said calmly, and his voice was casual, but it revealed Lintian's identity!

Mo Lanshan looked at Juhu and Mengshan on the other side. His face was gloomy and said, "I'm curious. Who told you this?"

It's strange!

This is the forbidden area of meteorites in cangtu world. Few people know it except their ancestral court of Yuan religion.

But now, the people of the ancestral court of the witch sect suddenly came and said they came for Lintian, which made me sad

Mo Lanshan realized that it was probably someone inside the yuan sect who leaked the trace of him and Lintian!

This is the reason why Molan mountain is angry.

"As long as you hand over this son, this seat will tell you."

The vicissitudes of life in the eyes of Ju Hu, from his appearance to now, is a posture of planning strategies and winning the game.

"It's ok if you don't pay, but I'm afraid you'll die with this son."

Mengshan on the other side coldly said.

Lintian was so angry that he didn't know that he and the elder of Molan mountain had been sold by the enemies of Yuan sect?

Lintian didn't need to guess at all. It was destined to have something to do with the third peak master Nan Bohong!

But at this moment, Mo Lanshan smiled and said, "Lintian, do you know what the peak leader said during this trip?"

Before Lintian could answer, Mo Lanshan said to himself, "this time, you and I are like bait. It depends on whether we can catch big fish. But I didn't expect that two big fish from the ancestral court of witch sect will be hooked this time. It can be seen that some people in our family have been so worried and crazy."

Lintian was stunned and suddenly noticed that the peak leader Qin Wuyu and the elder Mo Lanshan seemed to be ready!

"Fishing?"

It seems that the time is not right.

He stood still, but the world suddenly overturned, countless stars dim and shaking, as if suddenly falling into a terrible doomsday disaster.

Immediately after, the earth cracked, rushed out thousands of bloody spears, and rushed to Molan mountain with overwhelming momentum.

Lintian could not open his eyes because of the immortal smell of terror. He felt terrible and dangerous in his heart. It was like being on the edge of death.

Because these forces are too high and far beyond the realm of longevity. They are the power of Nirvana's great fullness. When you read them, the world turns upside down!

"Cut!"

At the same time, Mengshan drank violently, and the sound was as loud as nine days of thunder.

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Qiang!

A black bone knife swept out and wrapped around the terrible skeleton like immortal law. The black gas transpiration, pierced the sky and cut it over.

The domineering sword Qi seems to destroy the world.

This level of power was far from being able to fight by Lintian, the supreme emperor. He didn't doubt that if Mo Lan Mountain was not in front of him, just the smell of terror would be enough to kill him in an instant!

It's terrible!

In the face of these attacks, Molan mountain took a deep breath and a strange snow white jade amulet appeared in front of him.

"It's your turn to talk to the old monster." He spoke softly.

Countless bloody battle spears have roared, but at this moment, they freeze and stagnate in mid air, strangely stationary and unable to move.

Closely following, in the snow-white jade amulet, a figure as great as a god rushed out.

He was just like a dazzling sun, shining brightly. The immortal power as vast as the sea turned into hundreds of millions of bright sword rules, swirling around his body, clanging ears and surging waves.

Just that momentum, it oppressed the world to collapse and everything to collapse.

Bang bang!

The countless bloody battle spears suspended not far away were condensed by the immortal law of Ju Hu, but at this time, they exploded in the void like grass mustard hit by thunder, setting off a bloody light rain all over the sky.

In the distance, the sentence margin exclaimed: "Yan Ji! Aren't you an old man who has only a wisp of yuan God left?"

Almost at the same time, as soon as the figure of Wei'an touched his hand, the black bone knife cut head-on was held in the palm of his hand and gently wiped by him

, rustling into ashes.

Poof!

Under the counter attack, Mengshan coughed up blood and turned white. He was shocked and angry and said, "Juhu sacrifice, this old guy is suspected to have stepped into the realm of detachment!"

He is also a Taoist priest in Nirvana. Although he is not as good as Juhu, there is no big difference. Now he is injured only with one blow!

Lintian could not see all this clearly, but he could see that the joint efforts of Juhu and Mengshan were destroyed.

This shocked him. In his mind, he couldn't help but emerge the image of the big white cat. Is it the master of yuankong Pavilion who has only a wisp of Yuanshen left?

Boom!

Without waiting for Lintian's reaction, the dazzling figure stepped forward and suddenly punched.

Heaven and earth are like broken canvases, crashing and collapsing, and the great power of terror gathers in one punch, as if to break eternity!

"Pro!"

Floating in white, like a young man's sentence margin, an ancient god of witchcraft came, full of the smell of terror and violence, just like walking out of the flood.

However, in the face of the fist of the Wei'an figure, the Sorcerer's Dharma phase seemed very unbearable. It was forcibly smashed and exploded, turned into a torrent in the sky and swept across ten directions.

Ju Hu trembled all over and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

That punch is too overbearing!

"Go!"

Seeing that Wei'an figure punched again, Juhu rushed into the divine bone warship with Mengshan for the first time, and tore the sky with a roar.

But Wei'an's figure didn't stop, but took a deep breath, and his hands formed a strange palm print in front of him, like a dazzling pagoda.

The palm print broke through the air.

Deep in the boundless void, the divine bone warship is running at full speed, but a dazzling pagoda suddenly comes and oppresses it.

Boom!

The whole warship showed a scarlet road map of order, but it was smashed by the pagoda in an instant.

"Open!"

Seeing that the warship would be destroyed, in the roar, the figure of Ju Hu rose up and made every effort to bombard it.

But he underestimated the horror of the blow.

In an instant, with the suppression of the pagoda, the immortal Taoist body of Juhu, which is comparable to God's gold, was smashed to crack, burst and burst, and the blood poured like a long river.

However, the power of the pagoda's palm print also collapsed. Otherwise, the local sacrifice of Juhu, the witch cult, would have to be killed on the spot!

Whoosh!

Soon, the divine bone battleship disappeared.

Lintian could not see all this naturally, but he was seen by Mo Lan Mountain. He couldn't help sighing and regretting.

Heaven and earth roll, and the afterwaves remain.

The figure of the great bank stood in the void. It was as powerful as a pioneering God.

But Lintian noticed that the breath on the great figure was passing quickly. Obviously, it was not the real body of "Yan Lao GUI", but probably just a will law!

"Thank you very much, Mr. Yan." Molan mountain road.

"Don't mention it when you return to zongmen." Wei'an said.

Mo LAN shandun was surprised: "why is this?"

"Empty words, on the contrary, will expose my retreat from the enemy. It's unwise to cause those bastards to react."

Wei'an figure said, turning into a burst of white smoke and disappearing.

As if it didn't exist at all.

Mo Lanshan stood there, his face uncertain.

After half a ring, he sighed in a long voice: "although the foreign enemy is hateful, it can also be opposed, but the internal thief is the most hateful!"

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