Chapter 329

The winding Grottoes extend in all directions, and the deeper they go, the more blood they gather around them.

In the melodious sound of the piano, Mo Li's Jinghong sword cuts out a rainbow, and dozens of spirits gathered together roar and split into black smoke and blood.

"It looks like it's in front of you!"

Mo Zhiyin put away Guqin and took Mo Li's arm.

Along the way, they didn't know how many spirits they had killed. Depending on the heroic righteousness of Jinghong sword and the attack effect of Requiem on the soul, the difficult evil spirit does not pose a great threat to the elder martial brother and sister.

Hearing Mo Zhiyin's words, Mo Li nodded slowly, stretched out his hand and touched the blood around him, cool to the depth of his soul.

"Just now those spirit bodies should have reached the realm of emperor spirit. The speed of Jinghong is getting slower and slower. It seems that we are not far away from the evil soldier!"

Mo Li took a long breath with a dignified face, took Mo Zhiyin's soft hand and walked carefully behind the Jinghong sword.

"Hum hum"

There was a slight roar in front of him. Outside the entrance where Jinghong sword stopped, you could see the dazzling red light flickering in the flicker. There was also a shrill scream and a gruesome cry.

Mo Zhiyin holds the heartbroken lute in his arms and follows Mo Li step by step to the entrance of the cave.

"Shua"

Just came to the cave, even did not give the two people too much time to reflect, the cave interior suddenly surged a huge suction, the two bodies inhaled.

"Whoosh"

"Whoosh"

Countless red lights shot at the two people who fell to the ground. At the same time, the ferocious faces in the cave opened their eyes at the same time!

"Wu --"

"Jie Jie"

Countless resentment spirits rushed towards them. Jinghong sword and heartbroken Qin spontaneously protected the light curtain. After a few breath, cracks appeared.

Mo Li's face changed greatly. He quickly mobilized his whole body's fighting Qi to fill the protective cover. Mo Zhiyin also worked with him!

Holding Mo Zhiyin, under the protection of two magic weapons, he retreated to the position close to the stone wall and stood still. Mo Li's sight was fixed on the blood red sword directly inserted on the central stone platform through the layers of evil spirits outside the light curtain!

The two foot long sword body is deeply inserted into the hard blue stone. The empty pupil of a skeleton case on the hilt seems to be endowed with life. When the scarlet light is flashing, countless blood gas rushes into it. The evil nature of the originally monstrous sword is fully revealed under the red awn!

"Elder martial brother! These evil spirits are so strong, we have to find a way! "

Mo Zhiyin's dignified voice makes Mo Li come back to his senses. Only when his pupils constrict can he find that the light curtain in front of them is getting dimmer and dimmer.

"Can you hold on for half an hour by yourself? I'll unseal it

The strength of these spirits is so strong that they can't fight against today's state. They can only be unsealed first!

Mo Li is now the cultivation of the middle level of jieying. It's not only the accumulation of energy, but also the transformation of seven spirits! There is no time for him to understand the spirit of the present situation. He can only improve his strength to the peak of the baby. He should be able to do it once he unsealed!

Mo Zhiyin nodded heavily, and his momentum was no longer preserved. As he turned his wrist, he crossed the heartbroken harp and sat on the ground. The green jade fingers played sonorous notes, and the pure fighting spirit emerged.

Mo Li shattered his upper robe, took out the ten thousand year black ice needle and quickly stabbed it into the big acupoints around him.

In the cold stone cave, the spirit of resentment and the spirit of darkness are still bombarding the light curtain to protect them. Mo Li and Mo Zhiyin are biting their teeth, but they don't find that on the other side of the cave, a transparent shadow is staring at them.

From the outline of Xuying's face, he should be old. Although his eyes are illusory, they are full of wisdom that penetrates the truth! Staring at the actions of the two posterity in front of the stone wall, the tiny smile on the transparent face quietly emerges.

"Hoo Hoo"

Mo Li is full of black hair. As the ice needle enters the body, the momentum rises rapidly. The sudden change makes the spirit body outside the light curtain stagnate for a short time, followed by a more crazy impact!

The intelligence of these spirit bodies is relatively complete, and they feel the threat!

"Well --"

Mo Zhiyin snorted coldly, and his face flushed.

He tried to suppress the tumult of neifu, and the girl's body protection energy was also mobilized to ensure that men's actions would not be disturbed!

"Ka - Ka - Ka"

The continuous impact of the evil spirit finally made the light curtain crack. Mo Zhiyin's face turned white and red. With the scarlet appearance of the girl's mouth, the light curtain on their heads suddenly broke.

"Roar"

Dense evil spirits rush up to them. Mo Zhiyin shows a touch of bitterness at the corner of his mouth. When he is desperate, he feels that his body suddenly becomes warm.

"You long Zhang!"

The fire dragon roared out, and Mo Li grabbed the woman's body and swept to the side of the open area. After a blow, the palm didn't know when a yingbai jade pill appeared.

"Go and wait for me to recover!"

The voice was warm, just like the smile on Junlang's face.

"Well --"

Mo Zhiyin nodded cleverly, took the pill and sat down on his knees.

Most of the spirit's attention is attracted by the central Mo Li, and a few evil spirits around Mo Zhiyin are no longer a threat under the protection of the heartbroken Qin.

After a deep look at the figure standing in the middle of the cave, Mo Zhiyin raised a charming arc at the corner of his mouth, swallowed the pill, slowly closed his eyes and began to breathe.

"Shua"

Jinghong sword is back in Mo Li's hand. The light in the man's eyes condenses quickly. When the resentment spirit rushes in front of him, his arms raise the long sword.

"You long Jian!"

The sword is roaring with awe inspiring air!

Thousands of sword shadows twinkle with three colors of light, water and fire interweave, with great vitality! When his cultivation reaches the peak of jieying, Mo Li can integrate three kinds of fighting Qi into Youlong sword Jue at the same time. Although he needs the help of Jinghong sword, his power can't be underestimated!

"Boom boom"

The energy roars incessantly, the Dragon Sword spirit crisscross, and the body moving in the narrow stone room is like a fierce tiger down the mountain. One move is magnificent!

Jinghong sword seems to be a little restless. Through the fuzzy induction in the soul, Mo Li catches something that the divine sword seems to be eager to express, but the incomplete soul is like a baby born, and the intention of babbling is only understood by itself.

"Falling rain sword formula!"

"Thunder sword skill!"

Although the strength has increased a lot, in the face of the evil spirits like a tsunami, Moli has never been able to completely strangle them!

All kinds of moves emerge in endlessly. The roaring fighting spirit leaves scratches on the hard walls of the stone chamber, but the evil spirit still rushes towards Mo Li.

"Keng"

At the corner of the cave, the immortal voice suddenly rings. After a short breath adjustment, Mo Zhiyin finally regains some momentum. As soon as the Requiem comes out, the fierce evil spirit stops subconsciously.

opportunity!

Mo Li's body soared into the air. As he waved his arms, a solid tricolor dragon roared out from the blade.

"Dragon tour the world!"

"Roar"

The dragon breath, which is arrogant in the world, directly tears some weak evil spirits in the periphery to pieces. Where the Dragon passes, countless evil spirits scream and disappear.

The shadow on the other side of the cave was completely stunned!

Seeing the situation turn a little bit, the change of youth momentum makes him who is used to big waves deeply shocked!

"Jie Jie"

"Wu --"

When the three color dragon dissipated, except for the illusory figures hidden in the other corner of the cave, only the last ten or so spirits retreated to the center of the bloody sword and guarded the evil soldiers with fear.

Mo Li grins, thinking that Jinghong sword in his palm suddenly flies out.

"Shua"

The snow-white sword body is shining, and the magnificent righteousness is sweeping over. The last ten resentful spirits are shivering!

"Buzz"

The red long sword on the central stone platform also trembled. Ten or so spirits suddenly turned into black smoke and were sucked in by the skeletons on the handle of the bloody long sword!

Mo Li stares at the bloody long sword, which slowly leaves the stone platform and floats on the void, flashing red light and Jinghong sword, with a dignified look.

Mo Zhiyin also came to Mo Li and stood still. Looking at the battle between the two swords in the void, the girl's delicate red lips were sipped together, and the pupil was shining!

"This evil soldier is so strange that he can compete with Jinghong's momentum. They all say that evil is more than good. The evil of this bloody sword seems not weaker than Jinghong's righteousness!"

Mo Zhiyin didn't expect that the evil soldiers hidden in the Wangu soul swallowing array were so strong!

"To compete with Jinghong, there are only a few other ancient eight magic weapons in Tianyuan. This sword is so evil that it's probably one of the four evil weapons. If my guess is right, this sword and Jinghong belong to the same origin. Jinghong, chopping heaven, subduing demons, gods, red phosphorus, Xueyou, burying souls and destroying the world! This sword... Must be a bloody one! "

Mo Li's voice is absolutely incomparable!

Mo Zhiyin's mouth twitched slightly and looked at the body of the bloody sword carefully. Just as he wanted to open his mouth, the expression on his face suddenly stagnated and he pulled Mo Li's arm back.

And evil spirits!

Looking at the unreal figure who didn't know when to stand in front of them, Mo Li clenched his fists together.

The old virtual shadow quietly looked at the two people standing in the posture of attack and defense, suddenly nodded and chuckled.

"Young man, you are right. This sword is Xueyou!"

The shock on Mo Li's face is even stronger!

How can this spirit speak?

Generally speaking, a strong spirit body is likely to maintain some consciousness in his life, but it is not only the spirit body or the soul body that speaks so clearly like the old man in front of him, but also the peak strong person who is extremely strong and willing to give up the body and continue to live in a vain manner!

"Who are you?"

Mo Li protects Mo Zhiyin with one arm and asks in a voice.

"I brought you here, of course, because of your surprise!" The old man chuckled and shook his head, then said: "don't worry, I have no malice! Since you can let Jinghong recognize the Lord, then you are also the predestined friend of Xueyou! In ancient times, the evil army was not the evil of the army, but the people's heart was not right! Young man, jiuxiao will be born soon. You can't avoid it! "

Vague words make Mo Li's mind full of doubts and confusion.