A huge blue tornado rose into the sky, stirring Xiaoqiong's water realm into pieces.
"Master, I tried my best."
Xiaoqiong's tired voice rang in Mo Zhiyao's ears.
Originally, it was not like this, but in order to replace Mo Zhiyao's two wind blades, Xiaoqiong spent too much spiritual power, and finally Without support, the realm was defeated by a desperate blow from the Rift Void Wind Weasel.
"Are you injured?"
Mo Zhiyao asked Xiaoqiong while suppressing the surging energy and blood in his body.
"Fortunately, he will recover after resting for a while."
Xiaoqiong's voice contained a hint of softness that she had never seen before.
"Come back, leave the rest to me."
Mo Zhiyao flipped his palm and put the Qiongbo Realm seal into the jade.
The conversation between the two seemed slow, but in fact it lasted only a moment.
The left arm is stretched forward, the palm is opened, and the fingers are bent into claws.
The power of the demon spirit surges and gathers into a demon face.
The two sides extend and turn into a long bow, and the twisted electric power connects the two ends to become the bowstring.
Mo Zhiyao stepped sideways, opened the magic bow with his right hand, and his whole body instantly turned into a being like the eye of the wind.
The entire void was instantly distorted, and fierce and endless spiritual power gathered rapidly, forming a long arrow between his hands. , exuding invisible fluctuations that make people palpitate.
Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed, a demonic face appeared behind him, the aura in his body rose rapidly, and the eternal demonic energy in his body continued to stir according to some mysterious rhythm.
"I don't believe it, you won't die this time."
Mo Zhiyao had now squeezed out all his potential.
A ball of black light appeared at the tip of the long arrow, spinning crazily like a black hole.
"Boy, you forced me to do this."
A roar full of madness came from the tornado, with a hint of despair.
"I will never die in the hands of this kid, never."
The face of Riixufeng Weasel was distorted, as ferocious as a ghost, and his body shape changed back and forth between illusion and solidity.
"I have survived all the false disasters, how could I die at the hands of a mere boy who is in the late stages of becoming a god?"
"Buzzing" a heart-shaking sound sounded, and the top of the huge blue tornado gradually became sharper, and turned into a huge wind cone.
The huge wind pressure generated by the high-speed rotating wind cone of the "vortex" brings about a roaring sound like a sonic boom, like an angry dragon, pointing far away.
"Crack" golden arcs of electricity jumped crazily on Mo Zhiyao's body, and finally they all converged in the black hole at the front of the long arrow.
Like a poisonous snake spitting out messages, it stares at the prey in front of it.
At the moment when the momentum of both sides reached its peak, they roared at the same time.
"The wind cone destroys the world" "Magic Bow Splits Soul" The "whirlpool" green wind cone was like an angry dragon emerging from the water, roaring and rushing towards Mo Zhiyao.
The extreme speed of "Lie" caused the sonic boom to be extremely harsh.
A stream of black light instantly seemed to cross the void.
The moment Mo Zhiyao let go, it appeared directly at the tip of the blue wind cone. .
The silent fight caused an invisible wave.
At this moment, where the two forces met, the void was like a torn rag, revealing the darkness behind which led to nowhere.
This exchange between the two sides could not even bear the space, so it shattered into pieces.
There was no sound because it was swallowed up by the darkness.
The world suddenly darkened at this moment, and even the light was swallowed up.
The power of this attack from both sides was so terrifying.
The sky was dim, and on the ground, huge ravines suddenly appeared, spreading out in all directions without any rules.
Countless towering ancient trees, as fragile as weeds, scattered in all directions.
This world is completely doomsday-like.
The violent counter-shock force was like a heavy hammer, hitting Mo Zhiyao's chest hard, causing a scalp-shaking sound of bone cracking, and Mo Zhiyao's blood spurted out along the Resentful Cang Armor.
The mask gushed out like spring water, dyeing his face red.
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"Step" Mo Zhiyao's legs were bent forward and back, desperately trying to stop his retreat.
At the same time, the long stick of the violent dragon appeared in his hand again, and arc-like golden lights kept jumping and dancing on the stick.
The roar of the dragon shook the heaven and the earth, and Mo Zhiyao's cruelty aroused the cruel dragon's unprecedented ferocity.
Its horns stood up slightly and made a "rustling" sound as it trembled.
"Die to me!"
Mo Zhiyao roared fiercely, his figure was like electricity, and like an arrow from the string, the electricity shot out and went straight towards the Rixu Feng Weasel on the opposite side.
"Poof", bright red blood splashed everywhere, and the Void Wind Weasel was penetrated through the chest by the long stick of the cruel dragon.
The violent and violent spiritual power raged crazily in its body, ruthlessly taking away its last glimmer of life.
The color in the eyes of the Split Void Wind Weasel was gradually replaced by the gray color representing death.
Until the moment of death, there was deep disbelief in the eyes of the Split Void Wind Weasel.
The blood in his mouth flowed down his chest.
The Xuxu Feng Weasel, who had cultivated in the late stage of Zangxu and successfully survived two virtual disasters, left this world with endless unwillingness.
"Wind Wings" Mo Zhiyao swung his long stick and threw the body of the Rifting Void Wind Weasel towards the Shadow Wind Wing Bat that rushed over after hearing the words.
At the same time, he took off his Resentful Cang Armor, with a strong look of exhaustion on his face, but in his eyes But there is a strong sense of excitement.
With his cultivation in the late stage of Guishen, he managed to kill a big demon in the late stage of Zangxu.
Even if there was too much luck, it cannot be denied that Mo Zhiyao's current combat power is enough to defeat the early stage of Zangxu head-on.
There was a moment of trance in front of his eyes, and Mo Zhiyao's figure swayed, and he was held by the Shadow Windwing Bat beside him.
"Master, let's find a place to rest first."
Looking at Mo Zhiyao, who was almost paralyzed from fatigue, there was a sparkle in the Shadow Windwing Bat's eyes that had never been seen since its birth.
"I, Fengyi, dare not say that I can protect my master completely, but I, Fengyi, can do it and die in front of my master."
The silent oath resounded in the heart of Shadow Windwing Bat.
No one heard it, but it has an unswerving meaning in this life. of firmness "Master is working too hard."
Yuan Cang stood at the entrance of the cave, turned to look at Mo Zhiyao who was sitting cross-legged in the cave, and whispered to the Shadow Windwing Bat.
"Yeah, I never thought that I would meet such a master."
Xiaoqiong on the other side had some inexplicable emotion in her eyes, glanced at Mo Zhiyao, and said in a low voice.
"Being able to follow my master is the greatest blessing in my life."
Shadow Windwing Bat was silent for a moment, and said with deep emotion in his eyes.
Listening to the Shadow Windwing Bat's words, both Yuancang and Xiaoqiong nodded in sympathy, and then stopped talking for fear of disturbing Mo Zhiyao. . .
"Huh" exhaled a breath of turbid air.
Mo Zhiyao slowly opened his eyes.
The injuries in his body had recovered to some extent.
The rest could not be healed in an instant and needed to be nurtured slowly.
"Master, you're awake."
The Shadow Windwing Bat was the first to rush over and saw Mo Zhiyao's expression, with a look of sincere concern on his face.
Yuancang and Xiaoqiong also ran over quickly, with expressions of concern on their faces.
A look of relief.
"Yeah."
Mo Zhiyao stood up and moved his limbs, and the joints all over his body made "click, click" sounds.
"Wind Wing, you can devour the body and demon core of the Void-Splitting Wind Weasel right here.
I will protect you."
Mo Zhiyao said while looking at the Shadow Wind Wing Bat.
"Okay" Shadow Windwing Bat's eyes flashed with excitement and he nodded.
"How sure are you?"
Mo Zhiyao frowned slightly and asked.
After a hard work, Mo Zhiyao didn't want to end up in vain.
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Although Mo Zhiyao had planned to let the Shadow Windwing Bat quickly improve his cultivation strength, he was a little hesitant when the matter came to pass.
"Master."
Shadow Windwing Bat looked at Mo Zhiyao, a firm light and a look of madness flashed in his eyes.
"You are willing to take such a dangerous risk to help me.
Don't worry, I will succeed."
"Yes, but don't force it too hard.
If it doesn't work, just take it slow.
After a while, you can wait until your cultivation level has improved a little before you devour it."
Mo Zhiyao looked at the Shadow Wind-Wing Bat and pondered for a moment before saying.
"No master, I will start to devour it now," the Shadow Windwing Bat said decisively.
Now Mo Zhiyao is in a situation where he is surrounded by powerful enemies, such as Xuankui, Cangming Kingdom, and Huolin Kingdom.
Moreover, when fighting with Nu Lie, Mo Zhiyao even exposed three spiritual treasures on his body.
This matter It will definitely be publicized in a very short time.
It can be said that once Mo Zhiyao shows his whereabouts, he will inevitably be coveted by countless people with ulterior motives.
Therefore, both Mo Zhiyao and Shadow Windwing Bat must improve their cultivation as much as possible within this limited period of time in order to ensure their survival.
Every time he faced a powerful enemy, Mo Zhiyao faced it alone, which made the Shadow Windwing Bat feel extremely uncomfortable.
Now Mo Zhiyao risked his life to help it kill the Void Wind Weasel.
The Shadow Windwing Bat did not allow itself to retreat, and would still devour it no matter how great the risk was.
"Okay, get ready, and then let's get started."
Mo Zhiyao nodded, then led Yuancang and Xiaoqiong out of the cave, and found a huge stone to block the entrance of the cave.
Standing on the top of the mountain, letting the mountain wind blow over his body and his hair flying behind his head, Mo Zhiyao's face became a little cold, his mood became a little anxious, and he could not completely calm down.
It has been half a month since the Shadow Windwing Bat retreated and devoured the Void Wind Weasel.
The aura coming from the cave was sometimes steady and sometimes violent.
Obviously, the progress is not very smooth.
The Shadow Windwing Bat has been walking on the edge of life and death.
With his fists tightly clenched behind him, Mo Zhiyao's mood became more and more nervous as time went by.
"Master, don't be too anxious.
I think Fengyi should be able to succeed."
A blood-red figure of Yuan Cang appeared on the side, looking at Mo Zhiyao and comforting him.
Mo Zhiyao didn't speak, just sighed softly.
"The journey of cultivation is extremely dangerous.
You have helped it so much.
If it fails, it can only blame itself for its uselessness."
Xiaoqiong's figure appeared on a boulder not far away, sitting on the top of the boulder, with a pair of calves.
Said leisurely back and forth.
"Xiaoqiong" Yuancang glared at Xiaoqiong and told her to shut up.
"Did I say something wrong?
If you want to become stronger, you have to pay the price.
There are all the good things in the world that are pie-in-the-sky and something you can get for nothing."
Xiaoqiong's mouth was unforgiving and she looked at Yuancang and said, but her face was a bit inexplicably worried. , betraying her true feelings.
"You can't say less," Yuan Cang frowned, looked at Xiaoqiong and scolded.
"I'm telling the truth, isn't it right?"
The two weapon spirits were arguing among themselves, and a fierce wave suddenly came from the mountain below them.
Then, the entire mountain peak suddenly trembled violently: