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"Finally ran out. The fat man Huang took a breath and turned his head to look at the canyon not far behind him, the canyon was already in the stage of collapse at this time, the middle-aged man was constantly going crazy in the canyon, anyone who stuck a sword in his chest and couldn't pull it out would go crazy, not to mention that this sword was scolding you while pumping your blood.

The most spectacular and shocking thing for all the monks was the middle-aged man's slap in the canyon, and the sky rained down a huge golden handprint, slamming the entire canyon into ashes, and this natural miracle disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Good for you, it's good to run fast, otherwise you will be buried inside. The fat man sighed and propped his right hand on the carriage, "Mo Yi is not okay, what are you doing in it?"

The yellow fat man was about to secretly lift the curtain of the carriage to peek inside, when at this time, a surging wave of "zero zero zero" mana exploded from the carriage, and the nearest yellow fat man was directly shocked out with a scream in an instant.

Not only did the yellow fat man suffer, but even the entire carriage fell apart, the light blue defensive formation was shattered and ineffective in an instant, the hard and sturdy carriage was shattered, and two figures fell on the wreckage and ruins of the carriage. The fiery horse pulling the carriage neighed and raised its front hooves, and the long-bearded old man sitting on it immediately pulled the horse rope to calm him.

"Ouch. Zixin let out a coquettish cry, she sat on the ground and was suddenly hurt by a fall, Mo Yi on the side quickly breathed and stabilized the cultivation that had just broken through, and then helped Zixin on the ground up.

"It's okay. Mo Yi helped Zixin and hurriedly asked, and at the same time stepped up the operation of the Hidden Dragon Technique, filling his body to the point that the surging mana that made Mo Yi want to look up to the sky and roar was restricted.

Unexpectedly, Zi Xin's beautiful eyes widened and she looked at Mo Yi with an incredulous expression, "Your cultivation is ...... It's ......"

Mo Yi was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that Zixin had discovered the problem of his cultivation? Few people should know about the path of the Ninety-Five Venerable of the Mortal Period, he was promoted to the eighth layer of the Immortal Period at this moment, although the momentum was a little greater, but he didn't expect Zixin to be so keenly aware of it.

"Sure enough, fellow Daoist, you're not ordinary. Zixin shook her head lightly and said softly, "You are very similar to him......"

"Hah...... Haha, I've just broken through to the fifth layer of the Extraordinary Period, and I'm not enough to worry about it. Mo Yi touched the back of his head and pretended to be nothing, but he paid attention to the "him" in Zixin's mouth again in his heart: "Call me Mo Yi, I know your name after knowing each other for a few days, and you don't know what my name is." "

"Mo Yi. Zixin read Mo Yi's name and nodded, "I remember." "

At this time, the long-bearded old man slowly walked to Mo Yi and Zixin's side, he looked Mo Yi up and down, and there was a light in his eyes, "Young man, the ordinary fifth layer of the Mortal Stage can't shake my carriage, but the formation on this carriage can resist the continuous and indiscriminate bombardment of the Vast Period monks...... You do

"Luck, hahahaha, this formation should be weakened by most of that, and it will fall apart as soon as I break through it. Mo Yi immediately pretended to be stupid and quibbled, and at the same time, he was secretly shocked by the eighth layer of the mortal stage, and it only shook this powerful magic circle in an instant. It is estimated that he is now in the vast period, as long as the other party is not a top master in the vast period, he has the power to fight, and the road of the Ninety-Five Venerable is really terrifying.

Mo Luoxue slowly walked to Mo Yi's body, glanced at Mo Yi in a complicated way, and felt that the distance between himself and the other party had become larger again, Mo Yi turned his head and glanced at Mo Luoxue, showing a smile, he was fine. Mo Luoxue let out a faint breath and looked up at Mo Yi again, this time her eyes were extremely clear, only the battle intent in her heart.

"It's getting stronger again. Fang Xia looked at Mo Yi and slowly clenched the long knife in his hand, the burning battle intent was not concealed in his eyes, and the fat man was humming and rubbing his ass in the distance.

At this time, there was a sudden roar not far away, and a figure took off from the ruins of the canyon into the sky at great speed, and a pale white circle of air surrounded the figure, which was a sign that the speed had broken through the sound barrier.

The figure flew to a certain height in the sky, and roared, the sound was so loud and shocking that it even made the hearts of all the surviving monks on the ground surge, their faces flushed, and even some of the cultivators who were slightly inferior vomited blood and fell to their knees.

Mo Yi looked up at the sky, his eyes turned a pale golden smoothness, with his eyesight, he could completely see the whole picture of the figure in the sky, and the first thing that caught his eye was the bloody sword that was stuck in the middle-aged man's chest.

"It's really ruthless...... Mo Yi sighed, the blood sword pumping the blood of middle-aged men is much more violent than pumping their blood, the middle-aged man's body is shriveled down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the powerful physique hematopoiesis of the body cultivation in the ruin period makes the middle-aged man's body full again, and the blood sword continues to absorb as if he doesn't know what to be satisfied with..........

"No!no! what are you!" the middle-aged man roared angrily, he held his hands on the Blood Sword and wanted to pull it out, but the Blood Sword simply stuck to the other party's hand and drew blood together.

If the place where the blood sword is inserted is in other positions, such as thighs, arms, etc., the middle-aged man can directly cut off the arms and thighs, and it can grow again in an instant, and even if the head falls off, another one can grow out. But the bloody sword hit him right in the heart, one of the deadliest places, the center of the mana and essence blood of the whole body.

The middle-aged man screamed, he tried everything he could not ask for this magic sword that made his scalp tingle, all kinds of martial arts and true intentions had been tried, and he couldn't hurt the blood sword at all!

"What the hell are you!" The middle-aged man felt that his mana was finally running out, and he asked the question he couldn't figure out the most with a bitter expression.

"Uncle, do you also deserve to know my name, uncle?" the blood sword smiled coldly, "Your bone qualification, essence blood is as unpleasant as water, if it weren't for the fact that I was really thirsty for my uncle, it wouldn't be rare for your junk blood." "

"You!" The middle-aged man was grief-stricken and indignant, he was a monk in the ruins period, he was not treated as a guest wherever he went, and if he wanted to, he could become a prince, but 5.3 was so embarrassed at this time. He thought about the way he died, maybe he was killed by a stronger monk, maybe he ran out of life and couldn't cultivate enough to die a natural death, but he never thought that he would die so unbearably!

"Alright, let's get on the road. The Blood Sword snorted in disgust, "I'm tired of drinking your blood." "

The next moment, the bloody sword violently peeled off the middle-aged man's chest, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and was about to escape here with all his strength in ecstasy, when the bloody sword swept a blood-red satin-like shadow, the middle-aged man stiffened and couldn't move, and the top of his head was pierced by the bloody sword.

"Goodbye. The Blood Sword sneered and turned on its full power, and the middle-aged man under the sword quickly dried up into dry wood, and every bit of nutrition in his body was squeezed dry, and finally completely lost his vitality and slowly "floated" from the air. _

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