Immemorial Paragon

Years are shining!

As soon as Mo Qingyun's figure flashed, he came to Ascetic's body and stabbed at him with a sword.

Jiu Niu Shen Jian lightly, a dazzling Jianmang, flew out from the blade.

Jian Mang's speed was extremely fast, and he blinked in front of the sense of consciousness, piercing his neck.

Feeling the onslaught of Jianmang, his perplexed expression shuddered, and he dared not have the slightest intention.

Immediately, Ascension raised his left hand and blasted toward Jian Mang.

When persecution bombarded Jianmang, his attack on Babelei was interrupted.

"Qing Yun!"

Seeing Mo Qingyun's help, Babelie's expression was a joy, and an excited smile appeared on his face.

However, after a brief surprise from Babelei, he showed a worried expression.

At the moment, Mo Qingyun appears here, undoubtedly throwing himself into the net.

"Boy, you're a bit courageous, you didn't hide it secretly."

The palm of the hand shattered Jianmang, and his sneer appeared in his perception. He looked at Mo Qingyun and said, "I have some courage in your mind, and I will leave you with a whole body."

"Master, go and help other people, this guy gives me."

Rescue Babelie, Mo Qingyun gave him a reassuring look and explained that he would help other people.

After listening to Mo Qingyun's account, Babelie hesitated, then nodded to Mo Qingyun, and said, "You must be careful yourself. If you are not the enemy, try to break out and ignore us."

Speaking strictly to Mo Qingyun, Babelie turned and left to help Shen Liang and others.

Although the three cases did not go out, the combined forces of the three cases were not too much comparable to the magic gate.

Under the joint attack of the three strong men, Shen Liang and others are all living in danger, and they may be killed at any time.

Babel's joining made their situation better, one by one relieved.

The influence of Babel's quasi-boundary strength on the war situation is still very great.

"Boy, even if you can stop me for a while, it's just as dead as everyone else in the magic gate."

Looking at the situation of Babelei and others, the sense of pride was as if the victory had been set.

Mo Qingyun shook his head, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Don't hurry to make a conclusion. Before the last moment, the outcome is unknown."

In response to the instinct, Mo Qingyun signaled to Chen Chen and asked him to assist Babelei and others.

After being instructed by Mo Qingyun, Anchen no longer hid in the dark, and immediately shot at the people of Sanzong.

A horrific avenue mood was radiated from Dark Chen's body and shrouded the people of the three cases.

Covered by the dark mood of the avenue, San Zong's strong men all showed terrified expressions on their faces.

"Jie ... Jie is in the middle stage!"

Sensing the power of Dark Chen, his senses frightened his face, and his eyes widened.

This accident was beyond his expectation.

How could he never have thought that beside Mo Qingyun, he hid a strong middle-term powerhouse.

Looking at the frightened assertion, the smile on the corner of Mo Qingyun's mouth became a bit strong, and said: "Master of the perception hall, now you still think, can you be too good with the magic gate?"

"you……"

Facing Mo Qingyun's questioning, he felt a lingering speech and showed a guilty conscience.

A strong person who is cultivated in the middle of a realm can influence the outcome of the entire war situation.

Ascertainment was silent for a moment, his face darkened, his eyes stared at Mo Qingyun, and he cried, "Huh! I don't know what means you used to find the assistance of a strong mid-term strong man, but I just need you Capture it, and the battle is over. "

As soon as he heard Lengheng's hum, he no longer hesitated, and immediately started to work with Mo Qingyun.

A sturdy avenue mood radiates from the body of consciousness, and envelopes Mo Qingyun's body.

Facing the suppression of Dao's artistic conception, Mo Qingyun immediately urged the ancient Fan's Dao's artistic conception without hesitation.

Although Gu Fan's artistic conception on the avenue, he can only urge one-tenth, but it is enough to cope with intuition.

"This is the avenue mood!"

Feeling Mo Qingyun's artistic conception on the avenue, his astonishment was immediately shocked, and his eyes widened.

He didn't expect to realize Mo Dayun's artistic conception in the middle of the cosmic world.

He calmed the shock in his heart, and looked at Mo Qingyun's gaze, and immediately became aloof, saying, "Although this boy's avenue mood is not as magnificent as me, his avenue mood is more mysterious, Deeper than I realize, I can't take it lightly. "

Perceiving the extraordinaryness of Mo Qingyun, he perceived his contempt and regarded Mo Qingyun as an opponent of the same level.

"Gossip is pretty much the same, it's time to practice your hands."

When Mo Qingyun's words fell, he waved the Jiuniu Excalibur and beheaded with a sword towards perception.

With a wave of the Nine Cow Excalibur, the Holy Power immediately gathered frantically and dazzled.

Jianmang flashed out, carrying a mysterious power, bombarded in the direction of perception.

Extreme God Buddha Palm!

Faced with the onslaught of Jianmang, his consciousness persisted, and his palms blasted forward immediately.

One black and one gold, two distinct sacred powers gathered on his palms.

Immediately, these two forces turned into two palm shadows, heading for the overbearing bombardment of Jianmang.

Bang!

Jianmang's offensive stopped Jin and Hei's two palm shadows, and two loud noises broke out.

Then, Jian Mang and Palm Shadows froze, creating a storm of terrifying power.

When the storm of power broke out, the two palm shadows began to disintegrate a little bit, as if the Holy Power was in vain.

On the other hand, Jianmang's offensive is unabated, as if there is no consumption.

"How could this be? How could his power be so powerful?"

Seeing Jianmang's anomaly, the perceptual old face trembled, and his eyes were full of shock.

In his opinion, even if Mo Qingyun's magical power is strong, the power cannot be weakened.

Huh!

Jian Mang broke through two palm shadows, and it turned into a streamer, which bombarded the past towards the perception.

In the face of the rushing Jianmang, he was afraid to have the slightest care and immediately resisted his attack with all his strength.

With a fist of his perceptual fist, an amazing divine power erupted in his body, forming a mask outside his body.

Taiyi God Magic Cover!

The mask is formed, and a Tai Chi pattern appears in it, emitting a mysterious power.

Just after the mask was formed, Jianmang banged on it, causing the mask to shake for a while.

"call!"

When Jian Mang was blocked, his perceptual expression relaxed, and Mo Qingyun looked at him in the distance and said coldly, "Boy, although you are very strong, but with such an attack, you want to break my Taiyi God. There are still some whimsical magic masks. "

"Don't worry, blocking is not the same as blocking. Wait for a while and come to a conclusion."

Upon hearing the words of perception, Mo Qingyun smiled, and calmly responded to him.

During Mo Qingyun's speech, his perceptual expression was heavy, and he noticed the difference in Jianmang.

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