The huge skull was filled with black aura, like clouds. The body of the Moro True Man was suspended in it, and many spiral spikes with gloomy face penetrated into it like fangs, making the skull appear hollow, and penetrated into colorful light, making it appear to be displaced in the darkness. This shows that the girl who confronted him was quite capable and should not be underestimated.

However, it is difficult for the true man Moluo to feel that the opponent's skills and cultivation are still a bit inferior to his. So he is sure to win, so he simply kills him in the shortest time, and then destroys Lao Shizi Ling Wang Qiuyu, giving his eldest disciple Ding Shaofeng a reassurance.

The old guy waved the prison dust and snorted coldly: "The explosion is without trace..." The black aura around him rolled, like a hurricane swept through, mixed with giant sharp blades. Only a loud bang could be heard, the skulls automatically decompose, and many sharp blades crisscrossed, causing the spikes and ribbons to disappear invisibly, forcing Xingling to stagger back, vomiting blood from his mouth and dyeing his clothes red, and was obviously injured.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Yu's heart contracted violently and felt unbearable pain. He cursed with anger, "Damn old beast!" His body suddenly jumped up and flew into the air, waved the Lan Scale Sword to launch a fierce attack on the Moluo Zhenren. The golden light surged, swept across like a crescent moon, as if it was extraordinary. No matter what, he was also a super strong man in the third level of virtualization, and now he was very domineering in his attack.

This time, there were four disciples in the sect who came with the true man Moluo. They were born with their own characteristics. Among them, the fat old man who looked as stupid as a pig was the second disciple, the third disciple was a dwarf-like guy, the fourth disciple was tall and majestic like an iron tower, and the fifth disciple looked like a butcher, and found that Qiu Yu took action, the four of them rushed over and wanted to surround the other party and attack.

But these guys are not facing ordinary people. Ling Wang Qiuyu, with many powerful people under his command, and many powerful characters. Seeing four old guys swarming, several people flying from the ground, namely Taoist Qingfeng, monk Dewdrop, Qiao, living zombies, long-edged monsters and hanging ghosts, one by one, like a ferocious god, as if he had just crawled out of hell, and he felt cunning when he looked at it.

"Damn it, I'm here to go wild. See how I killed you..."

"I'm so impatient to live..."

The seven strong men cursed, waved the Qimen weapons to attack the four old men. In an instant, strange phenomena appeared in the air, shining with light, and stimulating everywhere, making them more and more dangerous.

Even though the four disciples of the Moro True Man were vicious, they were really a bit small compared to the seven strong men. Not to mention anything else, the dog's eyes were flashing fiercely, the monk's pig's mouth and fangs were extremely terrifying, and the big and big Qiao was wearing thick makeup and covered with flesh on her face, which was clearly a female yaksha. Lin Yuying was no different from a zombie, and there were also long-edged monsters and hanged ghosts. They were all demons who dominated the four directions, and there were many people. As soon as they fought, they put the four old men at a disadvantage and fell into the siege of the other party.

Ding Shaofeng, the king of Hori on the city tower, looked at it with a pale face. Unexpectedly, Ling Wang had so many powerful men, and there were mainly women in the realm of virtualization. Even if his master and four junior brothers took action personally, he did not take any advantage. Now his master was fighting alone against Qiu Yu and the mysterious woman. It was difficult to tell who would win to death. It was difficult to say who would win to death. His four junior brothers were not good. They were besieged by a group of vicious guys. The situation became worse and worse, and they might be in danger of life.

Since Ding Shaofeng was able to become the king, he also had masters under his command, and all six of the generals had the cultivation level of Rongpo’s powerful men. When he reached such a situation, this guy must do his best and quickly ordered these generals to go over and help the four old men, so as not to miss the opportunity.

The six generals were all wearing armor, holding weapons such as swords and guns, and looked majestic and imposing. After hearing the orders of King Hori, they jumped up and flew forward, preparing to support the four old men to defeat the powerful men such as Qingfeng Taoist, and even reversed their disadvantages.

But Qiu Yu came prepared and naturally arranged it very well. There were more than 30 strong men from the Immortal Sword Sect below, which were the most powerful mysterious power. The head Qing Hongzi flew up first and said sternly: "Stop them..."

All the powerful men of the Immortal Sword Sect flew up and drew their swords at the same time. Dozens of cold lights crisscrossed and rushed towards the six generals, scaring the other side to no one. They quickly waved their weapons to resist, and only a bang sound was heard. One of the generals was injured in the sword and fell from the air with a scream.

The house was raining all night long, and this guy was very injured as soon as he went to fight. Unexpectedly, Sima Yanran below swung the golden scorpion hook and roared towards him, causing the general to dodge too much, and his body was cut into two pieces, and his blood was splattered.

Obviously, more than 30 powerful Immortal Sword Sect besieged the remaining five local generals and used their talents. Qing Hongzi led half of the strong men to the city tower and attacked King Ding Shaofeng and others. The fight was very fierce.

Sima Yanran was very excited when he had a complete advantage. He pointed the golden hook forward in his hand and said sternly: "Start the general attack, kill..."

Many members of the command roared and rushed forward, like a flood of beasts, and also shouted wildly: "Roar... kill..."

From time to time, enemy casualties fell down in the air. Qiu Yu and others became more and more brave as they fought. Even the true man Moro was at a disadvantage under the joint attack of him and Xing Ling, and a look of fear flashed through his eyes.

After a while, the other five generals from Yaocheng were shot dead by powerful people from the Immortal Sword Sect, and the four disciples of Moro Man were also injured to varying degrees. They worked hard to support the elder brother Hori Wang Ding Shaofeng...

Since Sima Yanran and his subordinates were incorporated by Qiu Yu, they became Feiyun Army. Many of their members had climbed up the city tower along the cloud ladder and fought wildly with the Yaocheng defenders. After a while, a "boom" sound came out, and the city gate was also knocked open by a giant tree. Many members rushed into Yaocheng and slaughtered the defenders. Screams one after another, the city was completely broken, and the situation was gone.

Another scream came from the air. It was the four disciples of Master Moro who were killed by Taoist Qingfeng and other powerful people. The body fell to the ground. King Ding Shaofeng saw it and couldn't help panic. Seeing that Yaocheng could not be defended, his efforts were gone, and he couldn't help but lose all his thoughts. He just wanted to survive, leave here as soon as possible, and save his life, so that he would have a chance to make a comeback.

The old guy slashed his sword, causing Qing Hongzi to resist quickly. He turned around as quickly as possible to escape, but was blocked by several other powerful people from the Immortal Sword Sect. The sword light roared sharply, making him unable to escape. He could only grit his teeth and continue fighting fiercely. However, his fists could not defeat four hands. Even if Ding Shaofeng had the superb strength, he could not withstand such a siege and died after several swords.

Seeing that all the five disciples died of unlawful death, Mo Luo was panicked. After all, the eldest disciple Ding Shaofeng was dead, so it was meaningless to stay. Moreover, the young man and woman cooperated tacitly and had exquisite martial arts, which made him unable to learn. It felt very difficult. I should run away quickly to avoid burying the bones here.
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