A roar came from the ground, and a monster that looked like a centipede but had wings but had bird's head soared into the sky. Fireballs surrounded the heads, and a bird's song, six fireballs entangled each other, getting bigger and bigger, and blasted at Mo Xian.

Qianyuan Spirit Fire! Mo Xian was surprised. The fire of this strange creature was very pure and had no demonic energy at all. Even so, for Mo Xian, this fire was not enough to threaten him. He stretched out his hand, and six balls of fire sobbed, narrowed in a blink of an eye, and fell into his hand. With a grasp of his hand, the flame disappeared, but it extracted the essence of the flame. At this moment, he was completely an elf in the fire. For him, fire not only did not harm, but also nourished him.

He stopped his hand, hooking up the hidden space patterns in the air, forming a space barrier invisibly. The monster hit him head-on, and he grabbed him in the air, and the space immediately changed. The monster struggled, but his fate could not escape, wrapped in layers of space, and quickly shrank. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a small insect, falling into Mo Xian's hand, rushing left and right in Mo Xian's hand, trying to escape, but was surrounded by the space barrier, and there was nothing he could do.

Mo Xian looked at it curiously, and countless runes appeared in his eyes. When he saw it, he was startled. This creature was completely innate and was born powerful. If someone swallowed it, as long as it could be digested, it would be a complete replenishment. The body was nourished by innate things and consumed for a long time. Even if it was not practiced, it could achieve innate success. However, it was just one aspect of it. What is more important is that innate vitality is different from that of the following heaven. I am afraid that everything here has innate traces. This is completely a world created by innate creation. In other places, living creatures practice, returning to innate from acquired nature, none of them are a hundred thousand, but here is the foundation.

Mo Xian couldn't help but become alert. Maybe there were more powerful creatures among them, and he continued to fly towards the mountains ahead.

On the fierce water of Beidi, Bixia boy appeared. She looked at the hole in the air and threw herself into it. After entering the small world, Yuntian's eyes looked around. After a while, she saw Mo Xian. She stroked her hand and broke through the space, appeared on the peak, looked around, threw the map of mountains, rivers and country in her hand, and the map of mountains, rivers and country was immediately unfolded. In a blink of an eye, she was joined with the mountains, and Bixia boy disappeared.

Mo Xian looked at the mountains ahead in confusion. It seemed different, but where it was different, and he couldn't tell. He couldn't help but slow down the cloud road. He was about to watch it carefully, but the sound of breaking through the air behind him sounded. When he turned around, the Yingzhi turned into his original form, with a human face and a horse body, with tiger patterns, and bird wings spread across the sky, and he was chasing him from behind and saw that Mo Xian was a Taiyi scattered number. He didn't take it in his eyes. He flapped his wings and came from the sky.

Seeing that he was rushing over without asking questions, Mo Xian snorted coldly, playing with the monster with the bird-headed and centipede body with his left hand, stretching out his right hand to connect to the Tiangang Dao pattern of the space, and the space immediately became a cage. He did not recognize this as a Ying trick. He wanted to trap him and narrow it down and seal it up like a bird-headed and centipede body worm so that he could study it slowly in the future.

Yingzhao suddenly felt that the space was full of malice towards him. He shouted loudly and turned into a man in tiger skin. He had a mixed iron rod in his hand, covered with strange talismans. With one lift, the talismans wandered out, and they were all like living, flashing with a light of inspiration. Just a stick, the barrier of space was immediately shattered and the momentum soared into the sky.

"English trick?" Mo Xian recognized it, but he was still unsure whether the Ying trick in front of him was born from this world or entered from outside?

"A Taiyi Sannuo dares to fight with me. I haven't been out for tens of thousands of years. Perhaps the immortal has forgotten my reputation!" Yingzhao laughed. When he spoke, Mo Xian understood that the Yingzhao in front of him was not born in this world.

"It turns out it's you. I think you are a senior, but you rely on your seniors to be old. Do you have the style of a senior? Without saying a word, he rushed around and threw away his face. He was so embarrassed to sign up. If it were you, I would have found a place to finish my life and still speak loudly here." Mo Xian is not polite. He knows his own situation. Since he fought with Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian last time, he found a way to break through the physical refining technique of Zhengzhong. His confidence has increased greatly, especially Ying Ying's iron rod, which can be pushed out from the mixed iron rod he can hold. He is also a melee madman. If it is melee, Mo Xian can fight with Erlang Zhenjun. Moreover, in recent years, his physical refining technique has made qualitative progress, and has all been transformed into dynamics, and even his soul has become one. Mo Xian has this confidence and he doesn't have to be afraid of anyone in melee combat.

Mo Xian's poisonous tongue completely angered Yingzhao. A man like an ant, but Taiyi scattered several times, dared to look down on him. Yingzhao shouted loudly, and the wind suddenly rose, and his body shook, using the technique of calculating the sky and earth. The stick in his hand shook, like a pillar of the sky, smashing at Mo Xian. Mo Xian retreated, letting go of the stick, and sneered: "If you know the technique of calculating the sky and earth, you can also take my knife!"

After saying that, his body shook, his body grew rapidly and became as big as his. A nine-ring sword appeared in his hand. The sword rings collided, which made up the sound of subduing the demons and slashed at Ying with one sword.

Yingzhao heard the curse sound at first, and the reaction was not only a beat slower, but the curse sound of the devil did not really work for him, but he had to spend his energy to resist it. In this way, he was afraid that the knife had broken through the space and slashed it with one knife. In a hurry, he raised the stick to meet him. The knife and rod intersected. With a loud noise, Yingzhao threw it down and the stick flew out.

It was obvious that Yingzhao was at a disadvantage. Even though Yingzhao was very strong, he did not expect that Mo Xian had even stronger strength. He fell on the ground, dust was flying, leaving a human-shaped hole on the ground.

"Vulnerable!" Mo Xian murmured, seeing that the mixed iron rod with the change was thrown several miles away, completely embedded in the rocks, leaving only a little outside, he was not interested in taking it. Mo Xian knew all the talismans on it, and under this knife, a lot of them were shaken away.

Mo Xian glanced at the deep hole on the ground, turned around and left, heading straight towards the distant mountain. He felt something was wrong before, and before he could think, he was interrupted by Yingzhao. At this time, he was determined to go there and ignored the previous abnormality.
Chapter completed!