The bright red blood dyed the lake water red, slowly spreading, and a strong smell of blood spread out.

At this time, the mysterious snake's head was still staring at everyone, and seven inches were eaten. Even if the snake's life was tenacious, it would be inevitable that it would die.

When everyone gave a breath, the mysterious snake changed again and roared suddenly to the sky. The black flames in its whole body were restrained. Half of the mysterious snake's body trembled violently, its huge head spread out, and a white bead that lingered in the black flames.

"It is trying to cause thunder tribulation to stop it." The cultivator surnamed Meng looked stern, and a loud roar, and his heart was stern. He should have thought that this mysterious snake was so domineering that it had already cultivated the inner alchemy.

At this time, Mo Huan's face finally changed drastically, and he shouted loudly: "Help me with all my might."

At this time, everyone did not dare to hold back. The five spirits rushed towards the inner elixir and ate them completely in a blink of an eye.

The inner elixir of the Xuan Snake was eaten, and it let out another shrill roar, its expression weakened, and its huge body fell down, twitched a few times, without any hope.

Seeing the mysterious snake dead, the old man surnamed Meng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

The ancient cultivator calmed down his qi and blood slightly, glanced at the delicate face, but at this moment Mo Huan, who seemed a little sad and beautiful, felt a little pity in his heart.

In this battle, Mo Huan made the most effort and was injured the most. Should I be better for her in the future?

The ancient cultivator's thought flashed and began to slowly withdraw his spiritual power. At this moment, the change rose again, and the five spirit formation suddenly expanded, covering Chen Mo, the old man surnamed Meng, and the ancient cultivator.

Mo Huan's eyes showed his murderous intent, and the five spirits rushed towards the ancient male cultivator with a speed of lightning.

The ancient cultivators all had their souls and wanted to escape, but they were like they were trapped in a mud. They exclaimed and stirred up a thick earth bell, and used all their spiritual power to resist.

"Mo Huan!" At this moment, the old man surnamed Meng in the Five Spirit Formation was full of hair and his eyes widened. It was obvious that he did not expect that Junior Sister Mo, who had been with him for many years, suddenly killed him.

At that moment, he used his spiritual power to stimulate the spiritual armor to protect himself. Then, with a wave of his hand, the five Gengjin small swords locked Mo Huan, trying to force her to withdraw the Five Spirit Array.

At this time, Chen Mo opened his mouth and spit out five red fireballs, with a ray of blue flame burning in the center.

Immediately afterwards, five fireballs shot out the fire lines, condensed into a fire net, wrapped the five Gengjin small swords firmly, and melted them in a few breaths.

At this time, Mo Huan had already floated behind the difficult-to-make ancient surname. As a hidden and powerful wave dispersed, she gently pressed her palm on the golden thick earth bell.

A loud bang came suddenly, and the thick earth clock was directly shaken out by this light palm.

Without the protection of the thick earth bell, the next moment, the cultivator of the ancient surname was swallowed up by the five spirits in fear.

Mo Huan waved his hand and put the thick earth bell in the monk, controlling the five spirits to slowly rotate around him, wiped off the blood stains at the corner of his mouth, and his complexion gradually returned to rosy, and there was no point in being injured.

Mo Huan smiled slightly at Chen Mo, and his cold cheeks were as beautiful as peach blossoms at this moment: "Thank you, fellow Taoist Mo, for helping me, so that I can kill that damn ancient name. I was so annoyed by him along the way."

Chen Mo looked deeply at the female cultivator who had changed her temperament in front of him, and his vigilance was lifted to the extreme.

The reason why he was not shocked at all and blocked the attack of the cultivator named Meng was because when the Five Spirit Array was opened, Mo Huan had already informed him: "Help me kill the two of you and I share this result together."

After looking at Mo Huan, whose cultivation level had been raised to the ninth level of Qi training, Chen Mo just said lightly: "Fellow Daoist is right. With the degree of cherishing the Lorra Fruit, they will naturally remove me to keep the secret."

“So this choice is very simple.”

After listening to the conversation between the two, looking at Mo Huan's rapid cultivation, the old man surnamed Meng smiled sadly: "Mo Huan, just because you hate ancient names, you have to use such ruthless means?"

Mo Huan looked at the cultivator named Meng and sighed, and slowly spoke: "Of course not. There are only two lark fruits, how can we separate the three of us?"

"And Brother Meng, you also know that the little sister is already pregnant with water, Mu Erling, and the importance of this lark fruit to the little sister. I believe there is no need for the little sister to say more, you understand."

"Brother Meng, for years of friendship, as long as you hand over Gengjinmu, your little sister will let you go."

The cultivator surnamed Meng said sadly: "The title of Brother Meng cannot afford it. He has been hiding for so many years and is just a slight slight for people to discover. It is such a deep scheming!"

"Haha, Mo Huan, don't think I don't know that you killed the dragon snake first, swallowed the ancient name later, and consumed a lot of spiritual power, so I delayed the time here."

"Otherwise, with your ruthless heart, I'll have already taken action, but why isn't it the same? You don't want Gengjin and wood, I'll give it to you."

Speaking of this, the spiritual power in the body of the cultivator named Meng suddenly became weak, but his expression was sharp. He saw the Gengjin Wood in his hand released a brilliant white light, and a sharp aura suddenly emanated. It turned out that he was actually stimulating the Gengjin Wood with all his strength before.

Seeing this, Mo Huan's pupils shrank, and he didn't want to pour the five spirits into his body. His strength actually rose again, and he was about to break through the cultivation level that he should have at the ninth level of Qi training.

The cultivator surnamed Meng was shocked. He knew that Mo Huan's plan had been going on for a day or two. He looked fierce and opened his mouth suddenly. Three mouthfuls of essence and blood were sprayed on Gengjin Wood. The sharp aura on Gengjin Wood suddenly doubled. A small sword of fine and small colors appeared blood, and it shot out suddenly, covering Chen Mo and Mo Huan.

Seeing this, Chen Mo's face changed drastically and exclaimed: "Not good!"

Gengjin Mu is a mysterious-level precious spiritual plant, and it is born to nurture Gengjin sword energy. The lower-grade Gengjin Mu is the piece in the hands of an old man named Meng. As long as you absorb a little spiritual power, you can inspire a blow comparable to a cultivator in the foundation-building stage.

The old man had obviously injected a lot of spiritual power after delaying the time. At this time, he added three mouthfuls of essence and blood. I am afraid that his power would have exceeded the full-strength attack of an ordinary early-stage cultivator.

The thought flashed instantly, and Chen Mo recalled five fireballs and formed a fire shield in front of him.

At the same time, dense purple vines shot out from the back of the right hand to tightly block the front. This was made of a spiritual technique inside the leaf of the Kongmang. The tenacity of the vines is comparable to that of the magic weapon.

The Zhushui Sword suddenly expanded and tightly blocked it in front of him. He took out three golden bell talismans and slapped it on his body. Three golden bells of about 100 feet tightly covered Chen Mo.

At this time, the Gengjin sword energy came, and the powerful Gengjin sword energy turned around and broke through the protection of the spiritual fire, pierced through the vines, knocked away the bamboo water sword, and hit the protective golden bell condensed by Chen Mo's golden bell talisman.

With a loud bang, Chen Mo's whole body was immediately knocked back and fell into the lake without knowing his life and death.

Mo Huan, who was beside him, was also shot out of sight. The Five Spirit Formation dispersed, and the old man surnamed Meng knelt on the corpse of the mysterious snake on the water surface, gasping violently, and describing his withered appearance.

Even Jinmu took out nearly all of his spiritual power, and spurted out three more essence and blood. The loss this time was too great.

Looking at the rippling water on the lake, the old man named Meng slowly let out a sigh of relief, but a hint of joy appeared on his face: "After the full blown attack of Geng Jinmu, everyone should be dead!"
Chapter completed!