Infinite true path

Half a moment later, Huan Yin stood opposite Mo Shaoge and smiled strangely at Mo Shaoge. The way he looked at Mo Shaoge now was exactly the same as the way he looked at other disciples of Wan Du Sect before.

In the previous short period of time, more than 300,000 Poison Sect disciples had become Huan Yin's nourishment. As for the rest, Huan Yin did not pursue them anymore, because those people had already run away, and Huan Yin had almost returned to his normal appearance now, but the heroic spirit between his brows had long since turned into evil.

Mo Shaoge stared at Huan Yin across from him with a solemn expression. Now Huan Yin gave him a much stronger feeling than before. He had even felt the pressure from the fluctuations in cultivation coming from Huan Yin's body.

"Aren't you running away?" Mo Shaoge asked Huan Yin.

"It's your turn." Huan Yin grinned, the murderous desire in his eyes becoming more obvious.

Mo Shaoge laughed loudly: "Hahaha, okay, let's have a head-to-head fight to see who is more powerful with your magic or my advanced cultivation!"

Huan Yin shook his head and said contemptuously: "You are just my prey."

Mo Shaoge stopped talking to Huan Yin, played the piano with both hands, and started playing again, firing various spells at Huan Yin. But this time Huan Yin's target was Mo Shaoge. Instead of exposing his back to Mo Shaoge, he directly drew out his sword and rushed forward to meet Mo Shaoge's spell.

"Big Spirit, come on!" Huan Yin ran quickly, and a loud roar was heard during this period.

The giant spirit, which was pushed back by Mo Shaoge in the air, raised his mace again and charged towards Mo Shaoge. With one person and one spirit coming, Mo Shaoge suddenly felt a sudden increase in pressure, especially Huan Yin now. He felt that Huan Yin in the Qi Condensation stage was a bit stronger than him.

"How is that possible!" Mo Shaoge realized that he was unsteady and quickly concentrated on casting spells on Huan Yin like crazy.

However, Huan Yin's charging momentum was extremely fierce, and he kept firing out sword energy as he raised his hand. Not only did he block Mo Shaoge's spells one by one, but he also counterattacked, causing Mo Shaoge to be covered by a burst of sword energy. Eye.

"So strong!" Mo Shaoge was shocked. With a surge of spiritual power, he flew into the air and instantly avoided Huan Yin's sword energy. He even wanted to play the piano and cast a spell again.

However, as soon as Mo Shaoge took off into the air, the giant spirit was already waiting for him with its maces raised in the air. As soon as Mo Shaoge arrived, the giant spirit slammed down with its mace, catching Mo Shaoge off guard.

Mo Shaoge was shocked and immediately took out a tambourine to block the giant spirit. The tambourine grew in the wind and instantly completely blocked Mo Shaoge's figure underneath. Then there was only a loud "dong" sound, and the giant spirit's mace hit Mo Shaoge's tambourine.

Mo Shaoge's tambourine was really strong. The giant spirit hit it with all its strength, but it didn't move at all in the air. However, Mo Shaoge, who was under the tambourine, was shaken to the point where his head was buzzing and he felt dizzy.

When Huan Yin saw Mo Shaoge's flaw, he instantly broke through the spell in front of him and started to kill him crazily.

Mo Shaoge was still in shock, when he suddenly saw a sharp sword energy hitting him, his face was shocked again. Then he stood under the tambourine, quickly straightened the seven-stringed lyre, and shouted: " The sixth tone, high mountains and flowing water!”

As soon as the sixth note came out, all the spells that Mo Shaoge had cast before disappeared instantly, but Huan Yin suddenly stopped in the air. Even the sword energy he cast seemed to be eaten by something, and his speed increased instantly. slow.

At this moment, Huan Yin felt as if he was suddenly deep in a quagmire, and his every move and every move was pulled by unknown forces, making it difficult to move.

"You can be proud of yourself if you can force me to use mountains and rivers!" Mo Shaoge said to Huan Yin in the air.

"It's just flowing water now. As for the mountains, just listen to me!" Mo Shaoge shouted loudly with a gloomy look on his face.

It turns out that what is trapping Huan Yin is flowing water, but Mo Shaoge's flowing water is really strange. Not only is it silent and invisible, but it is also like mud, making Huan Yin trapped and unable to control himself.

Next, Mo Shaoge continued to play in the air. As his music became more and more passionate, the sword energy directed at him also dissipated, and a huge phantom of a mountain gradually appeared above Huan Yin's head. Slow solidification.

For the first time, Huan Yin's eyes showed a hint of shock. He looked at the increasingly solid shadow of the mountain peak in the sky, and his heart gradually began to become clearer.

"The tenth level of Qi Condensation is such a terrifying state that it actually made me lose my mind and turn me into a killing machine. But if I can really kill Mo Shaoge, maybe I will be able to completely gain a foothold in this level and no longer be able to Becoming so crazy," Huan Yin thought to himself.

Then, Huan Yin's spiritual thoughts came out from his heart, and he threw the Yin sword, and the Yin sword immediately flew above his head. Huan Yin looked at Yinjian above his head, his spiritual power surged, and he shouted: "Shadow Sword Technique!"

In the blink of an eye, the Yin sword split into two, two into four, and four into eight in the air. Finally, the shadows of the eight Yin swords were arranged in a line above Huan Yin's head.

"Kill!" Huan Yin shouted, and the eight Yin swords lit up at the same time, and they rushed towards the mountain above his head.

"High mountain!" Seeing Huan Yin's resistance, Mo Shaoge moved his hands faster and shouted loudly. The peak above Huan Yin instantly solidified into a truly huge mountain, and he suddenly pressed down on Huan Yin.

Huan Yin looked at the behemoth that suddenly fell, a fierce look appeared on his face, his spiritual power surged wildly, and he controlled the eight Yin swords towards the top of the mountain.

The eight sword lights soon entered the shadow of the mountain peak and came into contact with the mountain, and a huge confrontation sound followed. Huan Yin's sword was extremely sharp, and he quickly chopped down Mo Shaoge's mountain, sending the earth and rocks flying like rain.

However, the fallen earth and rocks are like a drop in the bucket to the huge and thick mountain. The mountain in the sky is still as calm as before, pressing down bit by bit. Even if Huan Yin uses all his strength to control the eight Yin swords to resist, it can only slow down the fall of the mountain, but it cannot block the mountain at all.

Finally, the mountain in the sky pressed in front of Huan Yin, completely covering Huan Yin in its shadow. The singer Mo in the sky kept playing, with a proud smile on his face.

"As long as I can kill you today, even if I return to the sect and be scolded by the sect leader, it will be worth it!" Mo Shaoge laughed wildly.

Suddenly, in the darkness covered by the shadow of the mountain peak, a ray of light suddenly lit up, and then Mo Shaoge heard a voice shouting: "Tear the night apart!"

As soon as this sound came out, the light from the bottom of the mountain began to spread towards the inside of the mountain, and soon a bright light appeared in the middle of the mountain.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the ray of light completely reached the top of the mountain, and then the mountain suddenly split into two in the air and collapsed toward both sides.

In the middle of the collapsed mountain peak, a figure suddenly rushed out, it was Huan Yin.

"What kind of magic is that? It actually broke my mountains and rivers. How is this possible!" Mo Shaoge's expression was twisted and he couldn't believe his eyes. When his spell was broken, blood surged up in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

However, Huan Yin, who rushed out from the mountain, was not much better. There was already blood on his mouth. It seemed that he was injured while fighting against the mountain.

"I don't believe that a Qi Condensation monk like you can withstand my seventh tone." Mo Shaoge shouted with a look of madness on his face.

Then, he pushed the seven-stringed lyre forward, played the harp with one palm of his left hand, and actually took out a book with his right hand, which seemed to be music scores.

"Seventh note, Guangling San!" Mo Shaoge opened the book with his right hand, looked at the book with his eyes, and started playing again with his left hand.

This time, as Mo Shaoge played, waves of yellow smoke began to emit from his surroundings, centering on him and spreading outward.

The smoke spread extremely quickly and quickly touched the grass on the ground. The grass withered instantly as soon as it was smoked. Even the stones in the middle of the grass turned into ashes when they encountered the smoke.

"The disciple of Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the secret trick is indeed to use poison!" Huan Yin looked solemnly at Mo Shaoge who was immersed in playing. At this moment, there seemed to be nothing else in his eyes except the music score. The grassland around him was already barren, and this barrenness was spreading rapidly outwards.

Huan Yin looked at Mo Shaoge solemnly, stretched out his hand, and the eight Yin swords flew in front of him. Then he pointed at Mo Shaoge who was in the air, and the seven shadow swords flew towards Mo Shaoge. Song flew over.

However, just as the shadow sword flew within the range of the yellow smoke, a trace of smoke suddenly rose from it, and then the sword slowly disintegrated in the air.

"So strong!" Huan Yin was startled, picked up the Yin sword in his hand and shot another sword energy towards Mo Shaoge. However, the sword energy that was invincible also began to disintegrate on its own when it entered the range of the yellow smoke, and completely dissipated before it could reach Mo Shaoge.

"What kind of poison is that!" Huan Yin was shocked, but at this moment, a sneer appeared on Mo Shaoge's face.

"My Guangling Powder was handed down by the sect master himself. I wonder what else you can do to me?" Mo Shaoge said coldly.

Huan Yin looked at the smoke that kept approaching him, and finally took out the Yang Sword. Then he stood up with a lunge, raised his Yang Sword and pointed at Mo Shaoge, and said in his mouth: "Tear the night apart!"

The moment Huan Yin spoke, Mo Shaoge's expression suddenly became extremely solemn, because he could feel great pressure from the sword in Huan Yin's hand, especially after Huan Yin activated his spiritual power, the pressure became extremely serious. becomes more obvious.

This was the first time Huan Yin used the Yang Sword to display the Shaoyang Sword Qi. As soon as Huan Yin's spiritual power reached the sword, the Zhiyang Power in the Yang Sword instantly stimulated the Chu Yang Power needed in the Shaoyang Sword Qi. , and the power of Shaoyang at this moment was so strong that even from such a distance, Mo Shaoge could feel the high temperature on Huan Yin's sword.

"What kind of sword is this, what kind of power is this!" Mo Shaoge's face finally showed a look of shock, and he played with more strength in his hand, intensifying the poisonous mist around him.

"Boom!" A blazing Shaoyang sword energy with endless light, like a real sun, shot towards Mo Shaoge!

Three updates tomorrow! Writing is not easy. I hope all book friends will subscribe to the original version and vote for this book. Thank you very much!