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"The light of the firefly dares to compete with the sun and the moon." Mo Yinhua snorted coldly, and a transparent light curtain in front of him rose, and the essence light from the nether magic eye hit it, raising ripples.
Wu Yi then changed a method. The nether magic eyes are like a vortex. Anyone who sees these eyes has a sense of trembling. If his cultivation is not as good as Wu Yi, his soul will also be absorbed.
Mo Yin's cultivation is high, but he thinks highly of himself. He looks directly into Wu Yi's eyes as if to see the fear in his heart, but in the end, he is in a trance for a moment.
The dansha light curtain arranged in front of Wu Yi's body also emptied for a moment. The light of the divine power talisman in Wu Yi's palm rushed straight into the dansha light curtain, with a great attitude of dying together with the ink Yin.
When Wu Yi bumps into the dansha light curtain, Mo Yinhua has sobered up. What he sees is that Wu Yi bumps towards him like a bull, shining and threatening.
At this time, he could not avoid. His two hands hidden behind the black fog suddenly stretched out. His nails were almost longer than his palms. They were dark green and terrible. They were almost the same as the hands of zombies.
In fact, if he takes off his black robe, you will find that he is a zombie alive. He usually lies in the coffin and practices with Yin Qi and death.
The sharp nail gently scratched down and tore out several deep traces of the divine light. Wu Yi, who was hidden in it, could be seen faintly. The divine light stagnated for a moment, then recovered completely, and hit the ink Yin again.
Mo Yinhua didn't expect this result. His fingernails implied the dead spirit of yin and evil refined over the past 100 years. Don't mention Wu Yi, a little monk who reluctantly promoted his cultivation to golden elixir with the help of divine power talisman. Even mysterious tools and real people were destroyed by his move.
The divine light is like a column. As soon as the holy holy holy priest touches the thick dead spirit around the Yin of ink, he makes a strange sound of "Zizi", as if water and fire are not allowed. Wu Yi's eyes are gloomy and increases the output of divine power. He pinches a small crack in the divine power talisman in his palm.
"Poof -" Mo Yin turned his mouth and vomited blood, but the blood was purple and black. His body flew upside down, and the black robes outside his body were scattered, revealing his original appearance. It looked like a person and disgusting.
Wu Yi was powerful and unforgiving. He collided several times. Mo Yinhua was finally knocked unconscious by him, but the divine power talisman was also full of many subtle cracks, which would not be broken.
Taking Mo Yinhua's body, Wu Yi turns into a streamer and returns to the broken soul valley. The beads shine and suppress Mo Yinhua in the beads. Wu Yi doesn't believe that Mo Yinhua can escape under the black beetle.
"Let people out, I'll spare you until you die." Mo Yinzhi narrowed his eyes and made the ghosts pause their attack.
"Oh." Wu Yi sneered, too lazy to respond to him.
"If you want to fight, why say such nonsense." Wu Yi does not give in at all, but the real situation is that he has no strength to fight again at this time.
Not to mention that the magic talisman will not be broken, his soul was torn by ink Yin's claws, and he was almost scared. At this time, there was another change, and there was no reason to win. He just wanted to be able to cheat the other party by mouth, even if he was a prisoner before he paid, but he was no longer tough, but made people think he can be deceived. Wu Yi is actually walking a tightrope now.
Looking at Wu Yi's appearance of fearing life and death, Mo Yinzhi's cold face was like frost. He stepped back and said, "you let my brother go, and the two of us will retreat." his eyes went straight into Wu Yi's eyes through the array pattern to know what he really thought.
"That man has been moved back to my master's land. If you want to, you can ask my master for it."
"Is there no possibility of negotiation?" the voice of Mo Yinzhi seemed to appear from the Jiuyou cold pool, overflowing pieces of ice crystals, and the atmosphere was suddenly cold.
"If you don't believe it, you can figure out where your younger martial brother is on your own." Wu Yi looks like he is. In fact, since the breath of Mo Yin disappeared, Mo Yin rank has been deducting, but there is no result. At this time, when hearing Wu Yi's words, I feel uneasy.
The person who disappeared under his eyes is still his cell blood related brother. He still can't deduce. There are few possibilities. One is covered by Taoist tools, and the other is that there are monks who are proficient in the way of deduction to cover up the cause and effect of heaven. The latter is more likely.
Just when Mo Yinzhi hesitated, he suddenly looked to the southwest. Wu Yi didn't know if he took the opportunity to distract his attention. The cultivation of Mo Yinzhi is higher, which can naturally distract his mind. Once he is distracted, it is the result of his body's meteoric disappearance.
Mo Yinzhi snorted coldly, "good luck for you." a large black fog rose, covering his body and hundreds of ghost zombies. When the black fog dispersed, the ghost zombies had disappeared.
Wu Yi is curious: can't you leave. But I can't really think about it. I'm ready. Who knows if I'll come back while I'm empty.
A quarter of an hour later, Wu Yi finally understood the reason why Mo Yinzhi left. A sword light tore the atmosphere and sprinkled the Taoist light. The sword light scattered. A Taoist wearing a purple gold crown and a Bagua robe appeared in front of him, with a unique logo of the elder.
The Taoist priest's top door is surrounded by clear light and sometimes turns into vigorous clouds. This is clearly the cultivation of immortal Yuanying. I didn't expect that even monks at this level came forward.
Wu Yi didn't know the elder, but after all, someone came to save his life. The courtesy should not be neglected. He bowed and said, "disciple Wu Yi, meet the elder."
The elder looked down, looked at the scene of the fierce battle, frowned and said, "where's the devil cub of Tianyin sect?"
Tianyin sect, are they from the sect? Wu Yi thought in his heart, but didn't forget to respond: "go over there."
Although Mo Yinzhi covered his departure direction with black fog, he concealed Wu Yi, who was proficient in arithmetic, but it was in vain.
The elder again drove the sword light and fled away, but turned back after a few breaths. Wu Yi quickly bowed down again. The elder said to Wu Yi, "you are called Wu Yi, zhitianxuan's disciple."
Wu Yi said cautiously, "the master has been practicing Shinto, but now it's not good to call him a master."
The elder smiled and said, "the devil's whereabouts are uncertain. This is a sword amulet to protect you."
Wu Yi accepted the sword talisman, "don't you know the elder's title?"
"The old Taoist priest knows the Yangtze River, so he can go." gangyun together, the old Taoist priest set off a whirlwind and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Clenching the sword talisman in his hand, Wu Yijiang returned the divine talisman borrowed from the divine general to him. The divine general had fallen asleep at this time. Even if he took back the divine talisman, he didn't know when he would wake up.
Looking at the mess, Wu Yi sighed and felt that he had been involved in the overall situation.
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"The light of the firefly dares to compete with the sun and the moon." Mo Yinhua snorted coldly, and a transparent light curtain in front of him rose, and the essence light from the nether magic eye hit it, raising ripples.
Wu Yi then changed a method. The nether magic eyes are like a vortex. Anyone who sees these eyes has a sense of trembling. If his cultivation is not as good as Wu Yi, his soul will also be absorbed.
Mo Yin's cultivation is high, but he thinks highly of himself. He looks directly into Wu Yi's eyes as if to see the fear in his heart, but in the end, he is in a trance for a moment.
The dansha light curtain arranged in front of Wu Yi's body also emptied for a moment. The light of the divine power talisman in Wu Yi's palm rushed straight into the dansha light curtain, with a great attitude of dying together with the ink Yin.
When Wu Yi bumps into the dansha light curtain, Mo Yinhua has sobered up. What he sees is that Wu Yi bumps towards him like a bull, shining and threatening.
At this time, he could not avoid. His two hands hidden behind the black fog suddenly stretched out. His nails were almost longer than his palms. They were dark green and terrible. They were almost the same as the hands of zombies.
In fact, if he takes off his black robe, you will find that he is a zombie alive. He usually lies in the coffin and practices with Yin Qi and death.
The sharp nail gently scratched down and tore out several deep traces of the divine light. Wu Yi, who was hidden in it, could be seen faintly. The divine light stagnated for a moment, then recovered completely, and hit the ink Yin again.
Mo Yinhua didn't expect this result. His fingernails implied the dead spirit of yin and evil refined over the past 100 years. Don't mention Wu Yi, a little monk who reluctantly promoted his cultivation to golden elixir with the help of divine power talisman. Even mysterious tools and real people were destroyed by his move.
The divine light is like a column. As soon as the holy holy holy priest touches the thick dead spirit around the Yin of ink, he makes a strange sound of "Zizi", as if water and fire are not allowed. Wu Yi's eyes are gloomy and increases the output of divine power. He pinches a small crack in the divine power talisman in his palm.
"Poof -" Mo Yin turned his mouth and vomited blood, but the blood was purple and black. His body flew upside down, and the black robes outside his body were scattered, revealing his original appearance. It looked like a person and disgusting.
Wu Yi was powerful and unforgiving. He collided several times. Mo Yinhua was finally knocked unconscious by him, but the divine power talisman was also full of many subtle cracks, which would not be broken.
Taking Mo Yinhua's body, Wu Yi turns into a streamer and returns to the broken soul valley. The beads shine and suppress Mo Yinhua in the beads. Wu Yi doesn't believe that Mo Yinhua can escape under the black beetle.
"Let people out, I'll spare you until you die." Mo Yinzhi narrowed his eyes and made the ghosts pause their attack.
"Oh." Wu Yi sneered, too lazy to respond to him.
"If you want to fight, why say such nonsense." Wu Yi does not give in at all, but the real situation is that he has no strength to fight again at this time.
Not to mention that the magic talisman will not be broken, his soul was torn by ink Yin's claws, and he was almost scared. At this time, there was another change, and there was no reason to win. He just wanted to be able to cheat the other party by mouth, even if he was a prisoner before he paid, but he was no longer tough, but made people think he can be deceived. Wu Yi is actually walking a tightrope now.
Looking at Wu Yi's appearance of fearing life and death, Mo Yinzhi's cold face was like frost. He stepped back and said, "you let my brother go, and the two of us will retreat." his eyes went straight into Wu Yi's eyes through the array pattern to know what he really thought.
"That man has been moved back to my master's land. If you want to, you can ask my master for it."
"Is there no possibility of negotiation?" the voice of Mo Yinzhi seemed to appear from the Jiuyou cold pool, overflowing pieces of ice crystals, and the atmosphere was suddenly cold.
"If you don't believe it, you can figure out where your younger martial brother is on your own." Wu Yi looks like he is. In fact, since the breath of Mo Yin disappeared, Mo Yin rank has been deducting, but there is no result. At this time, when hearing Wu Yi's words, I feel uneasy.
The person who disappeared under his eyes is still his cell blood related brother. He still can't deduce. There are few possibilities. One is covered by Taoist tools, and the other is that there are monks who are proficient in the way of deduction to cover up the cause and effect of heaven. The latter is more likely.
Just when Mo Yinzhi hesitated, he suddenly looked to the southwest. Wu Yi didn't know if he took the opportunity to distract his attention. The cultivation of Mo Yinzhi is higher, which can naturally distract his mind. Once he is distracted, it is the result of his body's meteoric disappearance.
Mo Yinzhi snorted coldly, "good luck for you." a large black fog rose, covering his body and hundreds of ghost zombies. When the black fog dispersed, the ghost zombies had disappeared.
Wu Yi is curious: can't you leave. But I can't really think about it. I'm ready. Who knows if I'll come back while I'm empty.
A quarter of an hour later, Wu Yi finally understood the reason why Mo Yinzhi left. A sword light tore the atmosphere and sprinkled the Taoist light. The sword light scattered. A Taoist wearing a purple gold crown and a Bagua robe appeared in front of him, with a unique logo of the elder.
The Taoist priest's top door is surrounded by clear light and sometimes turns into vigorous clouds. This is clearly the cultivation of immortal Yuanying. I didn't expect that even monks at this level came forward.
Wu Yi didn't know the elder, but after all, someone came to save his life. The courtesy should not be neglected. He bowed and said, "disciple Wu Yi, meet the elder."
The elder looked down, looked at the scene of the fierce battle, frowned and said, "where's the devil cub of Tianyin sect?"
Tianyin sect, are they from the sect? Wu Yi thought in his heart, but didn't forget to respond: "go over there."
Although Mo Yinzhi covered his departure direction with black fog, he concealed Wu Yi, who was proficient in arithmetic, but it was in vain.
The elder again drove the sword light and fled away, but turned back after a few breaths. Wu Yi quickly bowed down again. The elder said to Wu Yi, "you are called Wu Yi, zhitianxuan's disciple."
Wu Yi said cautiously, "the master has been practicing Shinto, but now it's not good to call him a master."
The elder smiled and said, "the devil's whereabouts are uncertain. This is a sword amulet to protect you."
Wu Yi accepted the sword talisman, "don't you know the elder's title?"
"The old Taoist priest knows the Yangtze River, so he can go." gangyun together, the old Taoist priest set off a whirlwind and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Clenching the sword talisman in his hand, Wu Yijiang returned the divine talisman borrowed from the divine general to him. The divine general had fallen asleep at this time. Even if he took back the divine talisman, he didn't know when he would wake up.
Looking at the mess, Wu Yi sighed and felt that he had been involved in the overall situation.
"The light of the firefly dares to compete with the sun and the moon." Mo Yinhua snorted coldly, and a transparent light curtain in front of him rose, and the essence light from the nether magic eye hit it, raising ripples.Wu Yi then changed a method. The nether magic eyes are like a vortex. Anyone who sees these eyes has a sense of trembling. If his cultivation is not as good as Wu Yi, his soul will also be absorbed.Mo Yin's cultivation is high, but he thinks highly of himself. He looks directly into Wu Yi's eyes as if to see the fear in his heart, but in the end, he is in a trance for a moment.The dansha light curtain arranged in front of Wu Yi's body also emptied for a moment. The light of the divine power talisman in Wu Yi's palm rushed straight into the dansha light curtain, with a great attitude of dying together with the ink Yin.When Wu Yi bumps into the dansha light curtain, Mo Yinhua has sobered up. What he sees is that Wu Yi bumps towards him like a bull, shining and threatening.At this time, he could not avoid. His two hands hidden behind the black fog suddenly stretched out. His nails were almost longer than his palms. They were dark green and terrible. They were almost the same as the hands of zombies.In fact, if he takes off his black robe, you will find that he is a zombie alive. He usually lies in the coffin and practices with Yin Qi and death.The sharp nail gently scratched down and tore out several deep traces of the divine light. Wu Yi, who was hidden in it, could be seen faintly. The divine light stagnated for a moment, then recovered completely, and hit the ink Yin again.Mo Yinhua didn't expect this result. His fingernails implied the dead spirit of yin and evil refined over the past 100 years. Don't mention Wu Yi, a little monk who reluctantly promoted his cultivation to golden elixir with the help of divine power talisman. Even mysterious tools and real people were destroyed by his move.The divine light is like a column. As soon as the holy holy holy priest touches the thick dead spirit around the Yin of ink, he makes a strange sound of "Zizi", as if water and fire are not allowed. Wu Yi's eyes are gloomy and increases the output of divine power. He pinches a small crack in the divine power talisman in his palm."Poof -" Mo Yin turned his mouth and vomited blood, but the blood was purple and black. His body flew upside down, and the black robes outside his body were scattered, revealing his original appearance. It looked like a person and disgusting.Wu Yi was powerful and unforgiving. He collided several times. Mo Yinhua was finally knocked unconscious by him, but the divine power talisman was also full of many subtle cracks, which would not be broken.Taking Mo Yinhua's body, Wu Yi turns into a streamer and returns to the broken soul valley. The beads shine and suppress Mo Yinhua in the beads. Wu Yi doesn't believe that Mo Yinhua can escape under the black beetle."Let people out, I'll spare you until you die." Mo Yinzhi narrowed his eyes and made the ghosts pause their attack."Oh." Wu Yi sneered, too lazy to respond to him."If you want to fight, why say such nonsense." Wu Yi does not give in at all, but the real situation is that he has no strength to fight again at this time.Not to mention that the magic talisman will not be broken, his soul was torn by ink Yin's claws, and he was almost scared. At this time, there was another change, and there was no reason to win. He just wanted to be able to cheat the other party by mouth, even if he was a prisoner before he paid, but he was no longer tough, but made people think he can be deceived. Wu Yi is actually walking a tightrope now.Looking at Wu Yi's appearance of fearing life and death, Mo Yinzhi's cold face was like frost. He stepped back and said, "you let my brother go, and the two of us will retreat." his eyes went straight into Wu Yi's eyes through the array pattern to know what he really thought."That man has been moved back to my master's land. If you want to, you can ask my master for it.""Is there no possibility of negotiation?" the voice of Mo Yinzhi seemed to appear from the Jiuyou cold pool, overflowing pieces of ice crystals, and the atmosphere was suddenly cold."If you don't believe it, you can figure out where your younger martial brother is on your own." Wu Yi looks like he is. In fact, since the breath of Mo Yin disappeared, Mo Yin rank has been deducting, but there is no result. At this time, when hearing Wu Yi's words, I feel uneasy.The person who disappeared under his eyes is still his cell blood related brother. He still can't deduce. There are few possibilities. One is covered by Taoist tools, and the other is that there are monks who are proficient in the way of deduction to cover up the cause and effect of heaven. The latter is more likely.Just when Mo Yinzhi hesitated, he suddenly looked to the southwest. Wu Yi didn't know if he took the opportunity to distract his attention. The cultivation of Mo Yinzhi is higher, which can naturally distract his mind. Once he is distracted, it is the result of his body's meteoric disappearance.Mo Yinzhi snorted coldly, "good luck for you." a large black fog rose, covering his body and hundreds of ghost zombies. When the black fog dispersed, the ghost zombies had disappeared.Wu Yi is curious: can't you leave. But I can't really think about it. I'm ready. Who knows if I'll come back while I'm empty.A quarter of an hour later, Wu Yi finally understood the reason why Mo Yinzhi left. A sword light tore the atmosphere and sprinkled the Taoist light. The sword light scattered. A Taoist wearing a purple gold crown and a Bagua robe appeared in front of him, with a unique logo of the elder.The Taoist priest's top door is surrounded by clear light and sometimes turns into vigorous clouds. This is clearly the cultivation of immortal Yuanying. I didn't expect that even monks at this level came forward.Wu Yi didn't know the elder, but after all, someone came to save his life. The courtesy should not be neglected. He bowed and said, "disciple Wu Yi, meet the elder."The elder looked down, looked at the scene of the fierce battle, frowned and said, "where's the devil cub of Tianyin sect?"Tianyin sect, are they from the sect? Wu Yi thought in his heart, but didn't forget to respond: "go over there."Although Mo Yinzhi covered his departure direction with black fog, he concealed Wu Yi, who was proficient in arithmetic, but it was in vain.The elder again drove the sword light and fled away, but turned back after a few breaths. Wu Yi quickly bowed down again. The elder said to Wu Yi, "you are called Wu Yi, zhitianxuan's disciple."Wu Yi said cautiously, "the master has been practicing Shinto, but now it's not good to call him a master."The elder smiled and said, "the devil's whereabouts are uncertain. This is a sword amulet to protect you."Wu Yi accepted the sword talisman, "don't you know the elder's title?""The old Taoist priest knows the Yangtze River, so he can go." gangyun together, the old Taoist priest set off a whirlwind and disappeared in the blink of an eye.Clenching the sword talisman in his hand, Wu Yijiang returned the divine talisman borrowed from the divine general to him. The divine general had fallen asleep at this time. Even if he took back the divine talisman, he didn't know when he would wake up.Looking at the mess, Wu Yi sighed and felt that he had been involved in the overall situation.
