It's a pity that nine times out of ten things in the world are unsatisfactory, the angerless real person wants to use the power of this immortal weapon to break through the many scattered cultivators besieging Yulong Mountain, and send disciples to help the Two Realms Mountain, but it is a pity that the menacing Hidden World Clan Zenghui let him get his wish? Just take the Two Realms Mountain, this Yulong Mountain's big array is equivalent to half of the extinction, such a foolproof thing, it must be well planned.

Sure enough, before the group of monks who were rushing to the aid of the Two Realms Mountain flew out of the scope of the Miaocheng Sect's mountain protection array, a pair of sky-covering wings immediately swooped down. This wing stretches out, with a length of hundreds of thousands of zhang, which really covers the sky and the sun, and covers the color of the day tightly. The black light shone, and the divine light emitted by the Heavenly Wheel of the Illusory World was swept back by this wing in an instant, and even the angry real person holding the immortal weapon in his hand immediately surged with blood and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Under this strong wind, the mountain protection array was turbulent and shaking, but fortunately, the monks who controlled the spirit array changed the formation one after another, so that the mountain protection array was not broken by this strong wind. However, those monks who had already caught a glimpse of the opportunity and were almost about to break through and rush out to help were blown back by this blow, and their faces were pale.

It turned out to be impenetrable to the wind and rain surrounding this Yulong Mountain, and it turned out to be a twenty-first-order demon emperor-level master who made a move, and the face of the angerless real person was already iron-blue, and a few words spit out between his teeth, "According to Tianling, Iron-blooded Dragon Eagle!"

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The changes on this Yulong Mountain are unknown to Mo Yifeng, and now he is fighting hard. The Splitting Shadow Sword Array under him is already controlled by Silence, although Silence does not understand the learning of the formation, but at this moment, this sword formation has been broken, and there is no need to perform too many changes at all, just use the power of True Yuan to stabilize it, and rely on him to automatically meet the enemy.

The town in front of him is the biggest threat. Although there were three Heavenly Immortal masters on the opposite side, they had to work hard to control the formation of Xingyun Buyu, and they couldn't make a move to deal with Mo Yifeng at all. Now the biggest reliance is only relying on the spirit of this immortal weapon to attack on its own. As for the scattered cultivation of the sects below, Mo Yongfeng didn't care, the scattered cultivation of the mountains and fields, without the support of the sect, could not prove the Mahayana realm at all, and the monk of the Yuan Shen cultivation, where he Mo Yongfeng's sword was pointing, which one could stop it?

A touch of golden light grew higher and higher, simply beyond the limit of the Yuan Shen Monk, Wu Yanzi was right, his junior brother Mo Yongfeng was simply born for the battle, and he kept breaking through the realm in the battle, which was what Mo Yongfeng was best at. The resolute thoughts and the accumulation of vigor made Mo Yifeng's momentum rise at the moment, and it also made the people on the other side more and more frightened.

Transparent flames swirled around Mo Yifeng's side, and the scorching firepower almost distorted the space around him. The sword rays that are more than ten zhang long are uncertain, emitting a terrifying brilliance.

One by one, I am the enemy of the world! This is the first sword cultivator in seconds, this is my silent man! The silent one below looked at the straight and firm back, and was dizzy for a while, and his heart was shaken. Once upon a time, when he was young, this guy broke into his heart with such an image, and the relationship between the two was entangled, and they were disturbed for hundreds of years, and now they have only achieved positive results.

Mo Yifeng, who was in mid-air, roared sharply, and with the heavy flames, he slashed at the Zhenshan ruler in mid-air. Don't think that the immortal weapon can withstand me, Nanming is away from the fire, but it is also one of the true flames of forging the immortal weapon, if you have no means to deceive me, it is a big mistake. This Nanming is away from the fire, and it can burn the Yuan Spirit the most, and as soon as he approached the mountain ruler of the town, the spirit in the immortal weapon let out a terrible scream, and suddenly rose into the air. Then it turned into the size of a mountain and slammed downward.

It is through the thick body that he blocks the damage that Nanming leaves the fire to himself. This immortal weapon was just hit by everyone's joint efforts, and it was obviously damaged, and now it was against Mo Yifeng, whose momentum was skyrocketing, but it was also half a catty against eight taels. The scene was at a stalemate, and countless scattered cultivators below marched towards the two realms of the mountain, but they were blocked by the sword array, and even the disciples of the Miaocheng Sect flew up to meet the enemy. And the three Heavenly Immortal masters in mid-air couldn't pull out their hands because they wanted to suppress this big array, and they didn't have the power to make a final decision.

The focus of the current stalemate shifted to Wuyin's body in an instant, whether it was the dispersion of the Infinite True Water Array, or the rupture of the Splitting Shadow Sword Array, it would cause the balance to tilt. However, both sides are working hard to show what they can, which also makes the foot of the mountain of the Two Realms become a huge meat grinder, and the flesh and blood are flying everywhere.

Although there is a formation to help, but after all, the gap in numbers is too large, under such a crazy siege, there are disciples of Miaocheng Sect who have fallen one after another, and the situation has reached an extreme crisis. Gan Ping has arrived at the exit of the Hongmeng Secret Treasure at this moment, and the beautiful scenery where the sect gathered when it was opened that day has long been gone, leaving only an empty wilderness, and there is not even a trace of the demon race. Since these demons have provoked the dispute in the Tianfu Continent, they will naturally not be touched again, and they will cause the common hatred and hatred of many forces, making the plan fail.

The Kunpeng treasure ship was like an illusory light and shadow, flying quickly in the direction of Miao Chengzong, and Gan Ping's face was full of solemnity. The closer he got to Miao Chengzong, the more urgent the uneasiness in his heart became, and Ma Ling'er's face on the side was extremely ugly, and he finally saw the monks gathered in the distance and the peak of the Two Realms Mountain, which made the two of them feel a little at ease.

Since these two realms have not been breached, it is obvious that nothing major has happened yet. However, just as this treasure ship was flying away, the battle situation on the mountains of the two realms had reached the most critical moment. Silent worked hard to support this big array, after all, although her Bizhu True Qi was long, she couldn't contain such an attack, and now it was already the end of the strong crossbow, and it was a little difficult to support.

However, at this moment, an abrupt sword light suddenly flew up from behind Silent and slammed down on her vest. Mo Yifeng, who was fighting with Zhenshan ruler in mid-air, had a warning in his heart, and when he looked back, he was immediately shocked. "Silence, be careful!" However, it was too late, and Silence, who was so engrossed, could have imagined that someone would sneak attack her behind her, and the short sword of that product penetrated her delicate body in an instant, and exploded with a bang.

"Creation Thunder Sword! Lei Wanming, I'm going to kill you!" In an instant, Mo Yifeng's eyes were already red, and his silent body was blasted into a blood mist by this sword, revealing a faint primordial spirit, and the sword array that was barely supported, without the silent host, immediately shattered. In an instant, countless sword lights slashed head-on towards the defenseless Silent Yuan God.

However, Mo Yongfeng abandoned the Zhenshan ruler, and a bladeless sword shot downward, but he didn't expect that the Zhenshan ruler turned around, and actually killed from the void, bombarding Mo Yongfeng's head heavily.

"No!" Gan Ping was almost stunned, forcibly tore through the spatial turbulence of three thousand miles, and forcibly broke through to the bottom of the Two Realms Mountain, but he didn't expect to see the fall of the two relatives with his own eyes!