The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

Even if it is just a fake body, the power of its one blow is far stronger than the foreign spirit in the half-god realm. If Yun Xiao ignores it, Mo Jiang will also have a way to prevent this human kid from walking around.

In other words, although this is a deliberate calculation, to a certain extent, it is an upright and arrogant plan. Even if Deyun Xiao knows it is a trap, she has to go inside.

Strictly speaking, Mo Jiang looked at Yun with a high smile. If his opponent were other demigod human cultivators, it would be so troublesome to slap to death. It would be nothing more than a backhand.

Mo Jiang's purpose was to ensure that he was foolproof, so he used a little bit of calculation, and at this moment, before Yun Xiao, the defense of that layer of Chaos Zihuo had become extremely bleak.

This was an opportunity that Mo Jiang had calculated at will. He believed that without the defense of Chaos Zihuo, this guy would not be able to take his own blow, and he would be seriously injured if he did not die.

boom!

Mo Jiang's mind turned, but his hands didn't stop at all. Suddenly, the breath of a certain misty ghost rose sharply, and then he slammed Yun Xiao's chest with a fierce blow, making a loud noise.

Although Yun Xiao sacrificed the Earth Spring Stone Lotus Armor in time, it was a drop in the bucket compared to Chaos Fusion Zihuo's defense, and was instantly shattered by that violent force.

While countless tiny lotus flowers were flying, the movement in Mo Jiang's hands did not stop at the slightest, and finally blasted Yun Xiao's chest, but at this moment, he felt something wrong.

Wow!

A misty hand of the First-Rank God Emperor Mojiang directly passed through the body of water and liquid, making him feel a little depressed. This is countless, and after all, this small detail is ignored.

When he was in Shifang City, Yun Xiao used this water body to escape a fatal attack. He didn't expect to repeat the same trick today and once again deceived this first-grade **** emperor from the Ten Thousand Demon Forest.

Being fooled twice in the same place is also an insult to Mo Jiang. Fortunately, he knows that this water body is completely different from the afterimage. Even if most of the power is resolved, this kid can't be unconscious. hurt.

Rushing...

There was a sound of water flow, and Yun Xiao's figure condensed not far away, but his face was a little pale. It was obvious that Mo Jiang had expected it well. The blow just now must have consumed a lot of his power.

Yun Xiao's pale face was even more gloomy with no concealment. He didn't expect to be calculated by a foreign spirit today. The original plan to last longer has now become faint.

"I hope they can escape further!"

Out of the corner of Yun Xiao's eyes, he glanced towards the east sky. After a brief encounter, he found that his cultivation base that broke through to the half-god realm did not seem to be enough to make himself more contend against the powerhouse of the First Grade God Emperor in the Ten Thousand Devil Forest.

For his own life, Yun Xiao couldn't control that much anymore. He knew that if he procrastinated any longer, he might stay in the tomb and return to the city forever. He deserved it.

However, Yun Xiao has reasons to believe that compared to Ye Qingtian and Mu Yin, Mo Jiang is undoubtedly more interested in him. As long as he finds the right opportunity to escape, this guy will probably chase him first.

Fortunately, the return of the tomb to the city is not far from the area controlled by humans. This time Yun Xiao's escape path is undoubtedly a bit wider than the last time, and there is no need to pull in the opposite direction.

"Hehe, Xingchen, how many times do you think you can carry it?"

Although the deliberate calculation just now didn't make Yun Xiao die or seriously hurt, at this moment Mo Jiang had obviously calmed his mind, even a smile on his face.

It is worth mentioning that at this moment, Mo Jiang is still the three fog avatars, and the three fogs speak at once, making Deyun smile for a moment, unable to sense which one is the other party's true body.

This may be one of the uses of the Sancai Ghost Fog, and even Mo Jiang can continuously transform his true body among the three foggy bodies, killing the enemy invisible.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

However, as Mo Jiang's voice fell, three successive wind breaking sounds suddenly sounded, and the strange spirits onlookers in the distance could clearly see that it was the shadow of three black lights and swords.

But what surprised these strange spiritual practitioners was that the wooden sword at this moment was a black light when it first appeared, but then it became colorful, and it also exudes a strong fiery heat.

Obviously, the Dragon Sword that Yun Xiao sacrificed at this moment was wrapped in a layer of flames fused with Chaos Fire, and even if it was not the body of the Dragon Sword, it had extremely powerful lethality.

Since you can't sense which of the three black mists is the real body, then attack it indiscriminately. Yun Xiao doesn't believe in the Dragon Sword Shadow blessed by Chaos Zihuo, so can that guy ignore it at all?

"This kid really has a lot of methods!"

Sensing the blazing heat coming from behind, as well as the special energy fluctuations, the three fogs that Mo Jiang melted, you don't need to look back to know what happened, not to mention the other two fog bodies, you can clearly see the other side's back. Situation.

"Fog!"

Only three sounds of fog sounded such a low shout at the same time. Immediately after the return of the tomb to the city, a thick mist rose up, almost enveloping the entire tomb of the city.

The foreign spirits who had already retreated to the tomb of the city outside the city looked at each other, and there was a trace of regret in their heart. I am afraid that he could not see that the human boy named Xingchen died and disappeared.

There was a strange glow in the eyes of the Demigod Realm Foreign Spirit Strongman's Tomb, because he knew what those black mists were. That was the realm he dreamed of.

Whoosh whoosh...

As a misty Mojiang, Yulong Sword was naturally impossible to hurt him again. In the black mist, it turned into a colorful sword shadow, and finally returned to Yun Xiao's hands.

"Mist field?"

Yun Xiao looked at the space where he could not see the five fingers. In his mind, he suddenly remembered the lost city of Jade Mist in the field of Canglong Emperor Longpoxuan. The two have the same effect.

However, compared to the Jade Mist Lost City, at this moment, the mist field displayed by Mo Jiang, the strongest emperor of the first rank, is not even a star or a bit more powerful. This can even be said to be Mo Jiang's natural power.

Up to now, Yun Xiao didn't know what Mo Jiang's body was. He said it was the same as that of Motuo, but it was a little bit different, and its power was much stronger than that of Mo Jiang.

Compared to Medog, Mojiang is more powerful, because his black mist forms a realm, which is the real realm, not the half-dummy realm that Yun Xiao saw before.

The difference between the real realm and the false realm lies in the essential difference between the two. This is a very strong understanding of the power of space, especially when this realm is displayed by the real God Emperor.

It can even be said that this is the first real realm Yun Xiao has seen after arriving in the Liyuan Realm. The realm that used to be like the Star Picking Tower or the Moon God Palace geniuses can only be regarded as a pseudo realm.

"Woohoo..."

In the black mist that enveloped the entire tomb and returned to the city, there was a sound of ghost crying. If it were some ordinary half-god human cultivators, the fear in the depths of my heart would instantly be infinitely magnified.

The cultivator who is trapped in the realm will be instantly suppressed to 80% of his strength, but the enemy's combat power can display twelve levels.

If it is in the low-level realm, this may even draw a small gap between the two.

Those ghostly crying sounds are not without a target, and have a great impact on the souls of human cultivators. If Yunxiao had not had two soul ancestral veins, I am afraid that he would have scored a huge heart to resist the impact on the soul.

And what makes Yun Xiao feel the heaviest is not the impact of these souls that are not fatal threats, but the Mojiang body hidden in the dark, I don't know when he will give himself a secret hand, making himself unpredictable.

"Chaos, Wanjian!"

At this time, Yun Xiao knew that he might be seriously injured or even killed directly at any time, and didn't want to keep any more hands.

A low voice suddenly uttered, and immediately after the many foreign spirits outside, they saw an extremely magical scene.

Hh hh...

I saw that all the tombs in the black mist-shrouded sky returned to the city just now, I don't know when there was already a hint of blazing heat.

The colorful rays of light seemed to break through the darkness before dawn, looking extremely dazzling.

At the beginning, there were only a few colorful lights in the dark fog, but as time went on, these colorful lights grew more and more, and later it was almost overwhelming.

Even the endless black mist seems to be unable to stop the ravages of these colorful lights.

In the end, all the onlookers could see the colorful light and shadow, which were actually sword shadows wrapped in colorful flames.

"Why is this Sword Region different from that of Shifang City?"

Mo Jiang is the master of the Ghost Mist Realm, and he naturally knew that Yun Xiao had used his special sword realm at this moment, and he had already seen this sword realm when he appeared in Shifang City.

It's just that the sword domain that Yun Xiao used at that time was just to deal with Geng Gu in the half-god realm, and it didn't explode with the greatest power, allowing De Mojiang to break through easily, so he was not too afraid of this sword domain.

But at this moment, in the sense of Mo Jiang, when Yunxiao’s wooden sword is combined with the Chaos Zihuo, the power that can be exploded is twice as powerful as in Shifang City. more than.

Especially when seeing those colorful fire swords that couldn't even block his own fog domain, Mo Jiang knew that the effect of his fog domain had been reduced to an extreme.

But Mo Jiang didn't worry too much. Even if the opponent's Fire Sword Domain cancels out the Ghost Mist Domain, he is still a powerhouse of the First-Rank Divine Sovereign, how could he not be able to clean up a human kid in the Demigod Realm?