Immemorial Paragon

Mo Qingyun's figure came to the buffalo in front of meteor like a falling meteor.

Blocking the buffalo's way, Mo Qingyun inserted Shenyan into the sky, and the sword bloomed with dazzling green awns.

Qing Mang became brighter and brighter, turning into a rattan, covering Mo Qingyun and buffalo.

"Now, it seems you're running there."

Trapped the buffalo, Mo Qingyun's mouth smiled, and began to attack the buffalo.

A horrible flame force erupted from Mo Qingyun's body, instantly filling the entire rattan cage.

Faced with the burning of flame power, the buffalo's body size began to shrink, and its momentum was weakening.

No way, it is a body composed of seawater, and the fire of civilization is its nemesis.

Uh ...

Under the attack of the fire of civilization, the buffalo's resistance became fiercer and fierce and screamed.

Seeing that the buffalo was about to be burned, it suddenly roared into the sky, and the whole body burst open.

Huh!

The buffalo's body exploded, and a terrifying force broke out, raging wildly in the rattan cage.

Seeing such a scene, Mo Qingyun's expression was startled, and his face was panicked. "No, the buffalo blew himself up. I am now trapped in a rattan cage and it is too late to escape."

Thunderbolt Dragon Body!

Watching the terror wave approaching, Mo Qingyun immediately urged the Eucharist to resist the bombardment of this force.

Mo Qingyun was enveloped by the power generated by the buffalo's self-explosion when the Thunderstorm Crazy Body was urging.

Under the erosion of this power, Mo Qingyun felt that his body had a feeling of being burned.

"It's no wonder those people got stuck in Shanghai water and in a blink of an eye, they were corroded so that there was no residue left."

Upon discovering his own situation, Mo Qingyun sighed in his heart and immediately produced an awareness.

Soon, under the control of Mo Qingyun, the rattan cage quickly collapsed.

As soon as the rattan cage collapsed, Mo Qingyun came out of it and evaded away.

As Mo Qingyun retreated, a small buffalo statue flew out of the storm of Holy Power.

That's "Poison Cow Ascites Sword".

"Close!"

Seeing the buffalo statue, Mo Qingyun's expression moved and he flew towards it immediately.

Today's buffalo statue has lost its wisdom, allowing Mo Qingyun to easily take it away.

After getting the "Sword of Poisonous Belly Sword", Mo Qingyun didn't stay any more, and immediately flew to the edge of the ocean.

After a while, Mo Qingyun left the sky and came to the edge of a forest.

Mo Qingyun came here, he didn't think about it, and immediately began to cultivate and recover from the injury.

"Make it for me!"

Under the cultivation of Mo Qingyun, he urged a fire of civilization to refine the poisonous seawater in his body.

Without refining these highly toxic seawater, his injuries cannot be cured.

Burned by the fire of civilization, the poisonous seawater in Mo Qingyun's body is dissipating a little bit.

After a few hours, the highly toxic seawater in Mo Qingyun's body was finally thoroughly refined.

Extinguishing the highly toxic seawater, Mo Qingyun moved too early to create dark blood vessels, and healed the wounds through the power of blood vessels.

At this moment, while Mo Qingyun was practicing healing, a figure passed over him.

"Well, that man is like Mo Qingyun. He seems to be seriously injured."

When he found Mo Qingyun below, the man stopped flying, his face hesitant, and said, "He is seriously injured now. This is a good opportunity to deal with him. Should I strike him?"

The man hesitated for a moment, his face showed a fierce color, and flew towards Mo Qingyun.

At this moment, the man who flew to Mo Qingyun was the young man who fled before.

After a while, Qingyi came to Mo Qingyun, with a cold smile on his face, and said, "Mo Qingyun, I never imagined that you would have the same ending now."

When Qing Qiao spoke, he did not hesitate, and decisively blasted at Mo Qingyun.

Suddenly, a wave of horrible divine power broke out from the palm of question.

Before long, a huge cyan palm shadow blasted towards Mo Qingyun.

"So amazing the Holy Power is swinging, someone is attacking me."

Feeling the fluctuation of the Holy Power around him, Mo Qingyun's heart was startled, and he immediately retreated from practice.

When Mo Qingyun proposed cultivation, he didn't hesitate at all, and immediately shot to resist the incoming palm shadow.

Xuan Ming Palm!

An eerie holy force, Mo Qingyun's palm exploded, and turned into twelve powerful palm shadows.

Then, the twelve palm shadows greeted the nearby giant palm.

Bang bang ...

Faced with the bombardment of twelve palm shadows, the blue giant palm banged at Mo Qingyun was immediately blown apart.

After resolving the crisis at hand, Mo Qingyun looked at Qing Du and immediately recognized him, and said coldly, "I'm worried that I can't find you, but you took the initiative to come to your door, which is no wonder to me. . "

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Qing Duan smiled indifferently, and then hesitantly said, "Mo Qingyun, you are too confident. Based on your current state, may it be my opponent?"

"Yes or no, you'll know soon."

For such a guy, Mo Qingyun rarely talked nonsense with him and rushed directly to him.

In the process of rushing to Qing Duo, Mo Qingyun's right palm gathered together and turned into a black light door.

Door of Death!

Mo Qingyun waved his right palm, and a small black light door flew out of his palm.

The door of death was blown out, and it sent out an eerie and cold atmosphere, covering the past with doubts.

"This ... what magical power is this that makes me feel trembling."

Looking at the speeding door of Death, his quivering expression shivered, and his face became pale.

Immediately, he immediately stepped back, trying to avoid the prison of death.

It was just that his speed was too slow compared to the door of death, and he was shut in instantly.

Qing Chan was locked in the door of death, and he was eroded by a force of death, aging his body.

"Mo Qingyun, I have something to say, I was wrong ..."

Suffering from the door of death, Qingqiao was afraid, and immediately asked Mo Qingyun for forgiveness.

At this moment, he really discovered that even the injured Mo Qingyun could not compete.

When Qingyi begged for mercy, he was also bombarding the door of death, and blasting the door of death out of some cracks.

As long as he is given enough time, he can still break the door of death and escape from it.

Unfortunately, even if he defeated the door of death, Mo Qingyun was still watching.

After a while, under the mysterious attack, the door of death finally collapsed.

The green question at this time was already the end of the green wall, with a weak breath and a broken body.

In Mo Qingyun's estimation, his remaining strength is less than the top 30%.

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