Chapter 5072

Melodious music becomes exciting at the right time. As if the notes had magic power, they fell into Leng Yumo's body and healed her wounds quickly“ Elder martial brother, second elder martial brother! " The falling rain controlled the two ghosts, and the cold sweat on the forehead fell down. His face turned pale. Although the strength has been increased, it is still very difficult to control the order of Fengshen with two ghosts. What is more difficult than him is Ling Yusheng. With the strength of falling rain and cold plume foam, Mo Qingshan can't be held down naturally. The reason why they were able to compete with Mo Qingshan was that Ling Yusheng launched time and space again and again, which delayed Mo Qingshan's casting time. But Ling Yusheng has reached the limit. Even if there is a constant supply of Muyan master's skills, his body is already crumbling and his eyes are almost lax. At this time, Yun Ruohan and Qin wine brewing for a long time finally arrived. Wind and snow, ice thousands of miles. The earth is broken and the earth is broken. In the collapse of the field of space, the shock is more and more severe. Countless pieces of grass, trees, gravel and ice are flying and spinning in the air. There seems to be a crack in the sky. Huge suction, let a few people's body shape forced to float up. Mo Qingshan also had to float. The dense gravel ice ridges floated towards him, then suddenly gathered together and wrapped Mo Qingshan, who was in charge of the scroll, in layers, tightly sealed. And Leng Yumo suddenly stepped back and gave up the confrontation with him. The next moment, five people soared into the air. The divine power in the body works like crazy. Five eight fold areas will be opened up. Towards the parting of ink green hill, launch the last blow! Yes, this is the last blow for the five of them! Kill one of Mo Qingshan's members. Destroy or seal the main attack part of the order. And the rest is left to Mu Yan and Chu Mo Li. It was not until the moment when Ling Yusheng retreated that Mo Qingshan felt the power of time and space stagnation disappear. But Xiaoyao Wuzi's attack is in sight. This is not an ordinary peak of five immortals, or an attack by the Immortal Emperor. Behind them is the domination and growth of Moyan, who plays the heavenly magic organ. One by one, the energy lines extend from the heavenly magic organ and penetrate into their sea of consciousness. Connect five people into a whole. This is not the attack of the five immortals who have doubled their strength by nine times, but the condensation of the five immortals' peak strength into a God. Control, attack, defense, speed... The five people who have improved their combat skills in all directions to the top have now become an almost flawless one. Mo Qingshan's eyes finally moved. There are several waves in the ice blue eyes. He never paid attention to these little guys. So give them time to prepare. Even if the battle was so boring and dispirited for him, he never thought of losing. But at this moment, this determination has been shaken. The pen in Mo Qingshan's hand quickly wrote down one word after another in the air. There is a mixture of things, born in nature... Man follows the earth, the earth follows the heaven, the heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows the nature... One after another, the characters are written by the brush. Each formed font began to absorb the surrounding energy, emitting wisps of black awn. Then these black awns slowly gathered into the shape of a long sword.