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The other three divine beast phantoms also roared and fought back.

Lu Yi stood in the air with a calm expression, and said, "Old Hai Clan bastard, you have nothing to do with me, why don't you just watch the other black water dragons die like this!"

Lu Yi's words made Mo Ming even more angry, roaring again and again, using various spells, magic weapons emerged one after another, and attacked crazily.

However, the phantoms of the four divine beasts are not weak. Facing such an attack, they all block them one by one. In addition, there are tens of thousands of lightning swords attacking densely, and the battle with Mo Ming is extremely fierce.

But even so, relying on the strength of his black water flood dragon body, Mo Ming resisted several attacks and wanted to kill Lu Yi directly.

Mo Ming, who had transformed into his original form, was even stronger. Even Lu Yi, who was beaten by Mo Ming a few times, coughed up blood again and again.

Of course, that's all. Lu Yi's own strength is not weak, and with the defense of a middle-grade spiritual weapon like Xuan Xingzhong, his physical strength even exceeds that of ordinary Mahayana monks, which can hurt him, Mo Ming It is already a very powerful existence.

The fierce battle lasted for a long time, the sky was dark, there were aura fluctuations everywhere, angry roars, and cracks everywhere in the space.

The battle of a group of combined powers is too terrifying. If it is placed on the ground, such a fierce battle is enough to turn an area with a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers into a dead zone.

In such a fierce battle, Lu Yi held back a Mahayana power by himself, and the remaining Taiyi Holy Land monks and Yun Xi were fighting against the combined power of the Sea Clan.

In addition to the one-layer black water dragon that was beheaded by Yun Xi at the beginning, three more black water dragons were killed. As time passed, the power of the black water dragon family died continuously. On the battlefield, Tai Yi The monks in the Holy Land have gradually taken the initiative.

Mo Ming roared again and again, but was trapped in the big formation by Lu Yi, there was nothing he could do!

Not only Mo Ming, but also in the higher sky, the three sea clan powers in the Mahayana realm roared angrily, but Lin Yunfeng's strength was stronger than Lu Yi imagined, and he even held the three Mahayana realm powers firmly. keep out.

The battle in the sky was so fierce, and the battle in Dongming City below was even more brutal.

The weaker monks died in pieces. Outside Dongming City, corpses were piled up like a mountain, and blood condensed into blood pits. The smell of blood filled the sky, and even the sky was red.

The monks on both sides were bloody-eyed. The weak monks did not have enough aura to support such a long battle, but the aura was exhausted, and they still fought with their bodies.

At this moment, three terrifying auras suddenly appeared in the distance. These auras were extremely deep, like an abyss, and they were all monks in the Mahayana realm!

"Old Lin! Are you still alive?? Let's come!"

"The evil of the Sea Clan will die!!"

The roar resounded through the sky and the earth, and three streamers approached from a distance at an extremely fast speed.

All the monks were shocked, the faces of the monks of the Hai clan were ugly, and the monks of Dongming City were extremely surprised.

In the sky, on the battlefield of the Almighty One, both sides were a little tired. Hearing the roar, the faces of the Almighty Sea Clan changed drastically.

"A reinforcement?! How could it be so fast?!"

"Three Mahayana monks, three Mahayana monks came!"

And Mo Ming's face was even more ugly, he knew that the situation was over now.

The battle in the sky stopped suddenly.

In contrast, Da Neng of Dongming City had an excited expression.

"The reinforcements are here!"

"Good good! Kill all these sea clan powers here!"

Lin Yunfeng's voice sounded from a very high altitude: "Hahaha! You old guys, you are too slow to come! Come up quickly, today I will kill all the evil obstacles of the Blackwater Flood Dragon Clan!"

Then, a cold voice sounded: "Sea Clan monks, retreat!"

There was a more terrifying roar in the sky, and then Lin Yunfeng's icy voice sounded: "You still want to leave now?! Leave it to me!!"

Below, Mo Ming took a deep look at Lu Yi, the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised: "Lu Yi, this time the matter is not over, see you next time, I will definitely take your life!!"

Hearing this, Lu Yi's eyes were cold, and he mocked: "Old bastard, you can't kill me this time, and you want to have a next time? You can't leave this time."

"I want to leave, and you still want to stop me?! Just rely on you??" Mo Ming roared, with mysterious water surging all over his body, and rushed outside with terrifying coercion.

At this moment, the phantoms of the four gods and beasts roared one after another and rushed towards Mo Ming. Thousands of thunder swords condensed in the sky also turned into purple rays of light and slashed towards Mo Ming.

Mo Ming roared again and again, and shot out spells and magic weapons, regardless of the injuries on his body, he rushed directly to the outside.

As a monk in the Mahayana realm, Mo Ming's strength is naturally astonishing, and he is about to rush out of the range of the big formation and rush out of the battlefield.

A cold murderous intent flashed in Lu Yi's eyes.

No matter what, he didn't want Mo Ming to escape, it was related to his mission reward.

If you can kill the Mahayana monk, the reward for this mission must be extremely rich!

Lu Yi stepped forward, using the small void technique, and immediately blocked Mo Ming's face. He pinched the seal in his hand, and hit the sky-shaking seal frequently.

Lu Yi's attack with all his strength also reached the Mahayana realm. He teamed up with the phantoms of the four divine beasts, and coupled with the Ten Thousand Thunder Sword, forced Mo Ming back.

Mo Ming's eyes were red, his expression was cold, and he roared wildly: "Lu Yi, how dare you stop me?! You are looking for death!!"

Seeing that Lu Yi was so close, Mo Ming poked his claws, and a long black knife appeared in the void, which was his low-grade spiritual weapon.

The long knife slashed down, with a terrifying black knife glow.

The sword glow seemed to split the world in half, which was extremely terrifying.

Lu Yi's expression was equally indifferent, he walked across the sky, and shouted, "I'll stop you today!"

He held a seal with his left hand and a sword in his right hand. The seven-colored mist surged in his body, carrying an incomparably rich Daoguang.

Sword domains circulated all over his body, and there were phantoms of real dragons roaring on his body, flashing with strong lightning arcs.

Lu Yi used all his strength without any reservations.

Using the ultimate level of spells, feeling the depths of the Sword Dao domain and the Immortal Thunder Dragon Art, the terrifying power caused the space where Lu Yi was to collapse, and black holes appeared one after another.

The sword light, the big seal and the black long knife collided, and the sun-like brilliance flickered indefinitely.

Then Lu Yi flew upside down, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and that Mo Ming also froze in place.

At the same time, the phantoms of the four divine beasts roared, attacking Mo Ming one after another, and the Ten Thousand Thunder Sword shot down again, suppressing Mo Ming.

Mo Ming yelled again and again, and was suppressed back again.

Unwilling, Mo Ming rushed out again, but each time, Lu Yi blocked Mo Ming with a blank face. His body was shaken back again and again, and blood overflowed every time, but his breath was not weak at all, and he was unparalleled in heroism.

Cooperating with the phantom of the four gods and beasts and the endless thunder sword, it is like a moat, which is difficult for Mo Ming to overcome.

All the powers were terrified, Lu Yi relied on his own strength, coupled with the big formation, to make it impossible for a power in the Mahayana realm to escape!

This simply refreshed the three views of all powerful!

The powers of the Hai Clan didn't have time to think too much, they all roared and wanted to escape, and the powers of the Taiyi Holy Land naturally reacted very quickly.

All the powerful yelled again and again.

"Want to run?!"

"Leave it to the old man!"

"Hahahahaha! Your clan elders are staying here, you are leaving now, it is too unfilial?! Why don't you just stay with him!"

The power of Taiyi Holy Land surged with aura, and various formations flickered, blocking all the powers of the sea clan.

Originally, the power of the Sea Clan had been gradually suppressed. Although they wanted to escape crazily at this moment, how could the power of the Taiyi Holy Land make them go like this?

One by one desperately blocked, even Yun Xi's spiritual energy surged, and he firmly blocked a powerful six-layer body, preventing him from leaving.

Three beams of light had already arrived on the battlefield, rushing to the very top of the sky in an instant.

Then Lin Yunfeng's roar sounded: "Old Yue, help little friend Lu Yi first! The three of us are enough to stop these three evil obstacles!"

"What?! Little friend Lu Yi is here too??" The three Mahayana monks were stunned.

Then a ray of light flew down from the sky quickly, it was a slender and handsome middle-aged monk in white robe.

Lu Yi had met this monk, named Yue Bumian, who was a Mahayana master of the Divine Sword Sect, and was extremely powerful.

I didn't expect him to come too.

When Yue Bumian saw Lu Yi, he also looked shocked: "Little friend Lu Yi, you are actually here!"

Lu Yi wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a slight smile: "Senior Yue, long time no see, let's kill this old bastard of the Black Water Flood Dragon Clan together!"

Yue Bumian nodded, knowing that now is not the time to reminisce, so he turned his head to look at Mo Ming.

Sensing Mo Ming's breath, Yue Bumian's pupils shrank slightly: "Mahayana fifth floor, you little guy... is getting stronger and stronger, even the [-]% Mahayana monks are stopped by you?!"

Yue Bumian was terrified, Lu Yi's fighting power was really too exaggerated.

The first time Yue Bumian met Lu Yi was at the Sword Dao Conference. At that time, Lu Yi was only at the Jindan stage. In his opinion, he was just a talented junior with a promising future.

Unexpectedly, in just a few decades, Lu Yi has grown to such a point that even the Mahayana Sea Clan, which he had to be cautious about, was stopped by him alone!

Yue Bumian felt as if he was dreaming.

Lu Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled slightly: "It's not for nothing, I vomited a lot of blood."

Lu Yi didn't use the Law of Immortality, after all, it was one of Lu Yi's deepest cards, and he didn't want to use it unless it was absolutely necessary.

Up to now, he has also vomited a lot of blood. It has to be said that the power of the Mahayana realm is indeed amazing!

Yue Bumian: "..."

You, a cultivator in the realm of the void, blocked the great power of the Mahayana, and you just vomited a few mouthfuls of blood. Is it a price? !

Yue Bumian just felt very prickly, are all the young people these days so fierce?

He shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, looked at Mo Ming who was extremely vigilant, and said, "In this case, you and I will join hands to kill the black water dragon first, and then go up to help Lao Lin!"

From Yue Bumian's point of view, at this moment Lu Yi already has enough strength to join the battle in the Mahayana realm.

Lu Yi was not hypocritical, nodded and said: "Okay! Come on, senior, I will use the formation to cover you!"

Yue Bumian nodded, stepped out, and entered the large formation. There were transparent crystal long swords condensed around him, and the incomparably sharp sword intent permeated the air.

The field of Mahayana Kendo!

Although Yue Bumian's sword domain was not as good as Lu Yi's, but Yue Bumian's cultivation level couldn't stand up to him. The moment he released the sword domain, the terrifying coercion was much stronger than Lu Yi's.

Mo Ming stared at Yue Bumian, and said coldly: "Human race, do you think the fish will die and the net will be broken?!"

Yue Bumian smiled: "The fish will die, but the net will not be broken."

Lu Yi sneered even more: "Old bastard, you talk a lot of nonsense! Suffer!"

As soon as he had a thought, the phantoms of the four divine beasts roared and rushed towards Mo Ming, and the thunder sword also fell, as if the punishment from heaven had come!

Mo Ming roared again and again, the mysterious water flowed all over his body, and he fell into madness.

Yue Bumian sneered and shouted, "Excalibur!"

All the crystal long swords condensed and turned into a huge long sword thousands of meters long. The long sword slashed towards Mo Ming with the coercion of a god!

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Chapter 180 Lin Yunfeng with a stabbing heart

Clang! !

The sound of Qingyue's sword resounded throughout the world, and the Divine Sword Slashed towards Mo Ming with an unrivaled sword power and the general trend of the world.

Mo Ming's pupils contracted, feeling a fatal threat.

He raised his head and roared, a terrifying and incomparable power surged from the body of the huge dragon. Under the surge of mysterious water, he was absorbed by the black long knife in front of him, and then cut out a terrifying sword light that pierced the sky and pierced the earth .

boom! !

The swords collided together, making an ear-piercing sound. At the same time, the incomparably fierce aftermath raged past, and all the great powers felt cold and retreated again and again.

Da Neng, who was close, even had bloodstains on his body, injured by the aftermath.

When the aftermath and light dissipated, the crystal long sword extinguished the black light and became dimmer, but continued to cut towards Mo Ming.

Mo Ming roared, and his huge body retreated at an extremely fast speed, trying to avoid it.

However, when he was dodging, the phantom of the four divine beasts had rushed over, roaring and launching a powerful attack.

Youlanlihuo, endless water arrows, vast mountains, sharp claws, all attacks completely blocked the direction Mo Ming was avoiding.

Above the sky, densely packed thunder swords descended, carrying an incomparably rich and destructive power.

Boom boom boom! !

Attacks landed on Mo Ming's body one after another. The scales on Mo Ming's body were broken, dripping with blood, and there were hideous wounds everywhere.

In order to attack Lu Yi before, Mo Ming didn't dare to bear too many attacks at one time. Now, in order to avoid the Divine Sword Slash, he swallowed all the attacks of the phantoms of the four divine beasts and the thousands of thunder swords. Even Mo Ming couldn't bear it. He was seriously injured on the spot.

Under the serious injury, Mo Ming's aura weakened a lot, but Yue Bumian would not give him a chance, he squeezed the sword formula, the sound of Qingyue sword resounded, long swords appeared in the sky again and again, the long sword seemed to be one with heaven and earth, With the coercion of a god, a full eight handles were condensed.