"Boys use whips, it's too delicate, it's not for you." Jun Yan hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, raised his hand and pushed the whip away, and his fluttering movements startled Mo Yuxing.

"Whether it's suitable or not, that's up to me." Mo Yuxing squinted slightly, looking at Jun Mad and trying to find a hole in the latter's defense.

Helplessly, Jun Mad seemed to be defenseless all over, no matter what weird angle his whip took, it was easily slapped away by Jun Mad with his left hand. The strangest thing is that the snake shadow on the whip was scattered by Jun Mad in a snap, as if the Xuan Force was disintegrated in an instant.

He lowered his heart and poured Xuan Li into the long whip, which went straight to Jun Mad's throat. Jun Mad still easily pushed it away, but the whip he pulled away smashed against the dirt wall but turned a corner, and the snake shadow on the tip of the braid opened its bloody mouth and bit him on the shoulder.

Jun Mad glanced at it, but the person did not move, allowing the snake shadow to bite on the shoulder.

Mo Yuxing smiled smugly, but when he saw the snake shadow fall apart, he became extremely stiff.

"This whip is full of demonic energy, it's really not for you." Jun Mad raised his hand to hold the tip of his braid, "Since you can't let go of Xuan Xiu's identity, don't collude with Demon Cultivator as soon as possible, lest you become an adult on both sides." After a pause, he added, "I'm more curious about your identity, though. ”

"Don't talk nonsense." Mo Yuxing's wrist flicked, trying to withdraw the long whip, but the braid was tightly held in Jun Ma's hand and couldn't move for half a minute, allowing him to use the strength of milk, but Jun Mad only moved a point in his hand, which almost made him unsteady and dragged over, but fortunately, the whip chief could be controlled by him at will, so as to avoid gaffe.

"Tell me who you are and who you're working for." Jun Madness lowered his eyes slightly, and his eagle-like sharp gaze seemed to be able to pierce people, "For the sake of the fact that you have not given up your identity as a Xuan Xiu, as long as you leave the Divine Phoenix Ruins and never appear incognito again, I can not blame the past, and I promise that I will never reveal your identity." ”

"Think beautifully!" Mo Yuxing didn't intend to give up the long whip. The long whip can freely change its length according to his preference, and even if it is caught in the hand of Jun Maia, it is still not out of necessity. His wrist shook, and the length of the whip quickly doubled, knocking down the surrounding dirt and rocks as he trembled.

The earth and stone did not fall to the ground, but shot at Jun Mad and took the key points of the whole body.

Jun Mad let the earth and stones fall on his body, his body did not move, his backhand trembled, and the long whip broke in response. Opinion is a good magic weapon, that's it.

It was only at this time that Mo Yuxing understood that the gap between his fingertips and Jun Mad could not be made up by relying on one or two magic weapons. The resistance he made was like a child's laughter in Jun Mad's eyes, and it didn't hurt at all.

He gritted his teeth and took out a small round mirror the size of a palm from his arms, and a strange black light flashed on the mirror, and then the mirror began to change, like a bottomless black hole. He aimed the mirror at Jun Madness, pinched a trick in his hand, and Jun Madness was surrounded by several black holes around him.

Countless greasy, viscous liquids flowed out of the black hole, turning into small hands, grabbing Jun's limbs and dragging them into the cave, as if they wanted to dismember him.

Jun stood on the spot, not moving, not caring about the suction from the black hole, and still maintaining his posture despite the pull of his little hands. Mo Yuxing held the round mirror in his mouth, and pinched the trick in his hand. In the black hole under Jun Mad's feet, a large hand stretched out and snaked up his legs, turning into a skeleton.

The surrounding black hole is constantly being filled with the sound of a call sign, and if you look closely, you can see that it is not the sound of the wind, but the hoarse roar of a person who is dying. The screams came and went, wave after wave, and then many unjust souls emerged from it, drowning Jun Mad in it, gradually forming a purple-black cocoon.

The entire cocoon exuded a thick demonic aura, violent and chaotic, and the spars condensed by the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual qi were also constantly absorbed by the black hole, and it seemed to have turned into the power of the black hole. The black hole under his feet dragged Jun Mad to sink, this black hole was different from other black holes, full of blood, as if there was a sea of blood inside, flashing with a strange red and black brilliance.

Seeing that Jun Mad seemed to be restrained, Mo Yuxing didn't feel half optimistic.

The strength of Jun Mad is not Er'er, he has already experienced it firsthand. The black hole is his killer weapon, but it is used by him to delay time and fight for a chance to escape, and he will not be careless because of temporary gains.

He jumped on the flying boat, intending to use all his strength to escape, but found that the flying boat did not listen to the call at all, and when he looked closely, he found that the core of the flying boat had been completely shattered by Jun Mad and turned into pieces under that grasp.

The flying boat couldn't be used, so he turned his hand and took out a rectangular box the size of a palm. If you look closely, the surface of this box is decorated with intricate patterns, and the shape is larger, and it looks like a coffin.

He opened it, took out an ink-colored jade piece from it, and crushed it vigorously, and in an instant, he was already a hundred feet away.

I shouldn't be able to catch up. He breathed a sigh of relief, and turned back with some unease, trying to see if Jun Mad had escaped his grip.

It's just that he couldn't have imagined that this turn would hit a hard man's chest.

"You." Mo Yuxing's feet were unstable, and he stumbled and sat on the ground with his hind feet, "Impossible, how is it possible!" "He used a kind of escape technique before, which is equivalent to using spirit runes, which can escape to a hundred zhang away in an instant.

Jun Mad shouldn't know this kind of escape technique, he was trapped by the black hole before, how could he catch up?

"I'm still the same sentence: as long as you are still a Xuan Xiu, I will give you a chance to explain." Jun Mad coughed lightly, lowered his eyes and looked at Mo Yuxing in front of him, "I will do what I say, Tong Suo is not bullied." ”

"How the hell did you chase after you?" Mo Yuxing seemed to remember that Qin Xiao had a large number of spirit runes in his hands, and the quality was extraordinary, "You used spirit runes?" ”

Jun glanced at him playfully: "I said, do you have a position to ask questions?" ”

"Humph!" Mo Yuxing turned around and ran, took out two more jade pieces, crushed one and escaped into the back of Jun Mad in an instant, and then used another piece to advance another hundred zhang.

Since you can't escape, it's better to keep going. Now, he only hoped that the others would be able to reach the Phoenix Fire Temple first, and the few of them joined forces to believe that they would not lose the upper hand at the hands of Jun Mad .

It's just that Jun Mad actually appeared on his way forward this time and grabbed him by the shoulder.

Mo Yuxing struggled hard, and found that he couldn't get rid of the clamp at all, only to know that even if he relied on it, it was still impossible for him to be Jun Ma's opponent, and even Jun Mad didn't make any effort to make him unable to advance or retreat.

He knew the consequences of becoming a prisoner, and the only way out was to kill himself, so that the soul could take the opportunity to escape and regain his body through a long period of cultivation.

He kept the jade tablets that retained a trace of his essence blood in a hidden place, and also stored a lot of spiritual materials that could help him cultivate, as long as the soul could escape, there was still hope for everything.

(End of chapter)