Seeing that man disappear into the void, Mo Bai's brows and pupils tightened, this time he didn't hesitate at all, and pulled Mo Yan'er to flee in the opposite direction.
In the current situation, the farther away from City Lord Meng and others, the better.
Farther and farther, one thousand miles, two thousand miles, three thousand miles...
When the distance was five thousand miles, a violent roar suddenly came. Avoiding the gravel from the lasing shot, Mo Bai was shocked when he saw this scene, knowing that City Lord Meng and others had already encountered the man.
After a while, his eyes flashed. Without a word, he took Mo Yan'er and drilled towards the place where the rocks were the densest.
Taking a look at the senior sister next to him, Mo Bai knew that with the cultivation base of the two cultivators of the sublime stage, walking forward in this way, there was no way to escape the opponent's pursuit. And he believed that the man who pursued them would soon end the battle with City Lord Meng and others.
Although City Lord Meng's cultivation was in the late Gui Yuan period, he never stepped into the Tibetan God stage. It is this doorway, like the sky and the earth, which can't compete with it at all.
Mo Bai's expression was solemn, and his thoughts turned anxiously.
Suddenly, his heart moved.
A white light flashed on his body, and the nine-story Linglong Pagoda appeared beside him.
"Mo Bai, what are you doing!?" Mo Yan'er was surprised when she saw the nine-story exquisite tower next to Mo Bai.
"Senior Sister, I'm alone, it's easier to escape." Mo Bai said blankly.
"No. I want to be with you." Mo Yan'er was taken aback, and immediately understood Mo Bai's intentions, and said hurriedly. Mo Bai once mentioned that there is an independent space in the nine-story Linglong Tower that can accommodate people. At this moment, she certainly understood what Mo Bai meant.
"It's not the time to argue about this. Soon the man will come back, and if you drag it on, it won't do you any good to me." Mo Bai said with a solemn expression.
At this moment, Mo Yan'er also knew that it was not the time to argue. But let Mo Bai take the risk on his own, not to accompany him. It made her feel a little uncomfortable.
But now in this situation, you have to make a decision. She bit her silver teeth, her face looked worried, and said: "You are alone, be careful."
"I know." Mo Bai nodded and said. After speaking, he took a deep breath, and his hands quickly changed the technique, one by one restraints, and he immediately shot out from his hands. He controls the nine-story Linglong Pagoda, which is different from Longyin. After all, the nine-story Linglong Pagoda is the body of Longyin.
With a white light from the bottom of the nine-story Linglong Pagoda. Mo Yaner's body was shrouded in white light, and in a blink of an eye, she entered the nine-story Linglong Pagoda.
Mo Bai's hand received the tactics, and the nine-story Linglong Pagoda spun in the air, then turned into a white light and entered his body.
After doing all this, Mo Bai stood up and looked around. Tens of thousands of miles away, there was already a burst of thunder. Needless to say, the monks of the Tibetan god stage have already started.
The entire space suddenly flashed with thunder, the sky collapsed and the ground cracked, the weather changed, and the fluctuations scattered violently. A cultivator of Zixu stage like Mo Bai didn't dare to approach at all, as long as he was touched by this mana wave, the slightest one would be seriously injured, and the severe one would die.
He couldn't touch this kind of war at all. Although carefully observing the battles of the monks of the Tibetan god stage, it will be helpful to one's own cultivation. But at this moment, it is by no means the best time to chase down City Lord Meng and other men who returned to the Yuan Dynasty cultivators. I believe they will return soon and start a fight against him.
Mo Bai withdrew his gaze, his expression becoming more solemn. After showing his body shape, he flees towards the distance.
In the distance, the retreating light of City Lord Meng and Yu Wenfeng was like lightning, constantly shuttled among the strangely shaped stones of various sizes.
"Lao Meng, what should we do!?" Yu Wenfeng was already completely uncomfortable, and said to City Lord Meng in a flustered expression: "Although that man is not a monk, but the strength is comparable to the Tibetan god stage, we are not his opponent at all. "
"It's a big deal, we fight with him." City Lord Meng said with messy hair and a sharp look in his eyes.
"Fight!? What did we do with him. We didn't even fight each other. Miao Yuan and others all fell." Yu Wenfeng revealed a trace of fear in his eyes and said to him: "Hurry up and think of a way. Get out of here as soon as possible. Right. We don’t want the water sacred stone that day."
"No, we tried our best. We finally came here, how could we just give up like this." City Lord Meng said with a resolute expression.
"I think it's better to improve the cultivation base." Seeing the decisive appearance of City Lord Meng, Yu Wenfeng's expression became anxious. He has good talents and spiritual roots, and it took six hundred years to enter the middle stage of the Yuan Dynasty, and there are still hundreds of years to impact the latter stage of the Yuan Dynasty. He didn't want to accompany City Lord Meng and others to death.
"Do you think there is any other way? If so, do you think I will still take the risk, knowing that this place is so risky?" City Lord Meng suddenly became savage.
"I think you are crazy." Yu Wenfeng shook his head, sighed, and said: "Since you and I are different, then you continue to look for your Tianshui holy stone, and I will take one step first."
"No, you want to be with me." City Master Meng's eyes condensed, and said Li Se.
Yu Wenfeng was startled, and then he suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled: "Old man Meng, you have a good idea. You let me stay by your side because you want me to help you attract the master of the Tibetan God stage. This will make you better. Act. But you never thought that now you don’t even see the appearance of the Tianshui holy stone."
"You don't need to worry about this." City Master Meng's eyes gradually cold, and his voice said in a low voice.
"Why. Old man Meng, you really want to do it." Yu Wenfeng laughed, staring at City Lord Meng, and slowly said: "Although you are one level higher than me, I am not necessarily afraid of you."
"Since you don't know how to promote. Then don't blame me." City Lord Meng's eyes were cold, and he pinched his hand, and under the wave of his sleeve, a blue light shot out and shot towards Yuwen storm.
"Old Meng ghost, you really treat me as afraid that you won't succeed." Yu Wenfeng yelled angrily: "Angry!" Unexpectedly, City Lord Meng, who was so calm, became crazy at this moment. If you don't say hello, you just start your hands.
At the same time, he squeezed the Fa Jue with his right hand, a blue light and a big sword came out immediately.
There was a roar, and the two instantly collided.
In Yu Wenfeng's eyes, City Lord Meng seemed crazy. Desperately attacked towards himself. On him, tens of thousands of cyan rays shot in all directions like a thorn in the sun. Then they gathered into a giant sword and shot at him violently.
For a time, Yu Wenfeng was shrouded in blue light. Right in front of him, a huge sword shining cyan light seemed to penetrate the space and flew towards him.
Yu Wenfeng's body shook and suddenly shrank. In his body, Yuan Ying, who looked like him, had a sad expression on his face, and seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple were scattered from Yuan Ying's body.
Seven swords of various colors shot from him, merged into a white sword in the air, and flew out facing the huge sword. And his body didn't stop at all, and went straight back.
Although he was not afraid of City Lord Meng, no matter how he said, there was a difference between him and City Lord Meng. This is a chasm that he cannot break through at the moment, so he still chooses to be cautious.
There was a violent noise. The two swords have collided together.
But at this time, the cyan giant sword has already broken through the blockade of the white sword. Although it has become a lot dim, it still has the same momentum and hits Yuwenfeng directly.
Yu Wenfeng's expression changed. He didn't expect that his sword of seven desires could not stop the flying sword of City Lord Meng.
"Hmph, you always thought how good your Seven Desires Sword is. But the strength of the late Guiyuan and the middle Guiyuan is not on the same level at all. Now let you see what is the real late Guiyuan Strength." City Lord Meng snorted coldly, and a gloomy gleam was revealed at the corner of his mouth. He stretched out and headed towards Yuwenfeng. His speed was so fast that he surpassed the swiftly stabbed cyan giant sword.
This time, Yu Wenfeng was really flustered. He has known City Lord Meng for hundreds of years, and it can be said that he understands each other. And he has always believed that with his sword of seven desires, he can also contend with it.
Therefore, he has always been on an equal footing with City Lord Meng in the Dongkui waters. And Chengzhu Meng did not raise any objections.
Now, the strength displayed by City Lord Meng made him shocked.
But at this moment, a murderous intent locked Yuwenfeng!
An icy chill rose from the bottom of his heart. One comes from the tremor of the soul. However, he knew in his heart that this murderous intent did not come from City Lord Meng, who drove to kill him.
Sure enough, City Lord Meng's figure was in mid-air, and it was a stop. The whole person changed direction and galloped out in the other direction. The giant sword also turned around, followed behind City Lord Meng, and fleeed into the distance together. He completely ignored Yu Wenfeng who was still swearing to kill just now.
"Want to run!?" A cold voice came over, and the man who was chasing them walked out of the void. Then, when he moved, he turned into a phantom and rushed straight to the city lord of Meng. .
City Lord Meng's expression changed drastically, and he didn't expect the other party to give up Yuwenfeng. He chased him directly, his eyes flashed sharply, and he pinched the magic trick in his hand. The giant sword shot violently at the man.
At the moment the giant sword flew out, the man appeared, grabbed the giant sword with his right hand, and swiped the giant sword with his left hand.
A scream came from the mouth of City Lord Meng. The divine consciousness attached to the giant sword was wiped out between the opponent's gestures. It hurts his consciousness, which is extremely harmful to the monks.
As soon as City Lord Meng's figure paused, the man stretched out and passed by City Lord Meng extremely quickly. After passing by City Lord Meng, the giant sword in his hand had penetrated into his body and passed through him.
City Lord Meng stayed on the spot with his whole body, and for a long while, a stream of blood spewed from his body.
"The strength of the Tibetan God Stage is too terrifying. Even City Lord Meng in the late Gui Yuan period can't stop the opponent's blow."
"That's all, although this is expected, but this is actually only a combination, and it kills it. This is really terrible."
Yu Wenfeng who was not far behind was shocked. The body turned hurriedly and scurried away in the other direction. Seeing the other party's thunderous method of killing City Lord Meng, he was already terrified.
However, the man did not look at City Lord Meng with a single blow. Instead, he held the giant sword in his hand, turned around, moved slightly, and chased directly towards Yu Wenfeng. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)