By the way, the fat man left with his sword and rushed straight to the top of the mountain. Mao Xiaofang didn't know what the fat man was going to do, so he jumped so hard that he ran away from the entanglement of the twelve blood corpses and wanted to rush to the top of the mountain. Unfortunately, Mao Xiaoling would not let him do what he wanted. A purple bamboo silhouette was playing like crying and complaining, and he was lingering. The attacks of the twelve blood corpses were continuous, and they kept tripping Mao Xiaofang in the middle and couldn't go there. No matter how sharp the Mao Xiaofang attacked, the blood corpse rolled on the ground and immediately recovered vigorously. Mao Xiaofang was so angry that he kept roaring there.

Although Mao Xiaoling didn't know what the fat man went up to do, she knew in her heart that the fat man must have destroyed the twelve demon gods Red Lotus Against the Heavenly Formation. Mao Xiaoling had heard his father explain the horror of this formation before. He knew that if he didn't break this formation, then half of the entire land of China would be destroyed in one go. Therefore, although the fat man didn't care about what to tell her, she still trapped her father Mao Xiaofang in the local area.

After the fat man rushed to the top of the mountain, he rushed into the front of the Tongtian Fire Pillar without hesitation, and protected his body with the cold sword light of the Zhuxian Sword, released the Juexian Sword to the middle of the Fire Pillar, and absorbed the power of the earth vein fire spirit gathered from the southern provinces with all his strength. A few days ago, Mao Xiaofang destroyed a city in anger and committed a great sin. All of these sins were pulled out by Mao Xiaofang using secret techniques and injected into the formation. After the earth vein fire was transferred by the formation, it gradually turned into the red lotus karma fire. The Fat Man's Juexian Sword had not had the innate Lihuo, so it had not been sacrificed to the point of great success. Now the Fat Man's Red Lotus Karma Fire was fully absorbed, and the Juexian Sword changed from red to purple-black, and gradually moved towards perfection.

Feeling the loss of the red lotus karma fire in the fire pillar in the center of the formation, Mao Xiaofang couldn't help but let out an angry roar. He used the bear-shaped fighting technique in Xingyiquan, knocking away five or six blood corpses in succession, knocking open a passage, turning into a fire, and rushing towards the top of the mountain.

When Mao Xiaoling saw the twelve blood corpses being broken, he quickly put away the purple bamboo Xiao, stood up and turned into a huge drought-bar shape. After a roar, he cut in front of Mao Xiaofang and blocked Mao Xiaofang's road tightly.

The two drought skulls were as huge and ferocious as they were, and the same fierce and frightening. The difference was that Mao Xiaofang was burning with blood-red hell blood flames, while Mao Xiaoling was full of bells and burning with the dark and dark fire. Mao Xiaofang was also the master of Xingyiquan who was famous in China at that time. After years of study, Mao Xiaoling also obtained the true teachings of his father. The two drought skulls fought back and forth together.

After the little monk and Wu Fatian finished using their skills to regulate their breathing, they recovered most of their strength. They opened their eyes one by one and looked into the battlefield. What surprised them was that they could not see the fat man in the field. On the hillside, two drought bars were fighting fiercely, fighting to the death. This scene made the six people wonder. This situation was the situation of the gods? Where is the fat man?

The fat man used the method of sacrifice and refining inherited from the ancient Qingping Sword Technique. The efficiency was not comparable to Mao Xiaofang's scattered and short-lived skills. In a short while, most of the red lotus karma fire in the fire pillar was absorbed. This Jue Xian Sword Sword also changed from its original appearance to its current dark, shiny and black flames rising. The Jue Xian Sword Eye was about to be successful in sacrifice and refining. The Fat man became more nervous. As long as the Jue Xian Sword Sword was successful, his Shuangyi Sword Formation could currently exert its maximum power, and he would be more confident in dealing with this Hanba.

After a fierce fight, Mao Xiaoling's changing drought was finally defeated and was knocked away by Mao Xiaofang's collapse punch and dozens of meters away. Then Mao Xiaofang took this opportunity to fly to the top of the mountain in the center. He rushed towards the fat man who was fully sacrificing his natal sword weapon. Mao Xiaoling, who was reorganizing, chased him closely behind and followed Mao Xiaofang's steps.

The fat man's refining at this time had reached the most urgent moment, and he was only one last step before he could declare his accomplishment. At this time, Mao Xiaofang's huge figure rushed over like an arrow that had left the string, with a pair of sharp claws and a large piece of blood-red flame that burned everything. This move is known as the strongest move in Xingyiquan. Half-step Bengquan, and there was a saying that half-step Bengquan was the legendary Fire God, but it also belonged to the same type as physical cultivation. His body was so strong that Mao Xiaofang was originally the master of Xingyi. The power contained in this punch and the heat of the hell blood flame were enough to kill any cultivator below the Earth Immortal level.

The fat man had no choice but to turn around and use his back to take the punch. The power of the punch made the fat man break his bones and tendons, and blood squirted backwards. Fortunately, the fat man's magical powers that had not disappeared, and he had the magical powers of magical powers to protect the sky and earth, and the defense of the high-level spiritual treasures to protect the fairy clothes, so he saved his life under the punch of Drought. But thankfully, while the fat man was hit by this punch, the Jue Xianjian also completed the last step of its sacrifice and refining, turning into a black purple light and flew into the fat man's mouth that kept spraying blood.

As soon as the Jue Xian Sword entered the fat man's purple palace, the fat man fainted in the air. The two swords of Zhu Xian Qingping, who had their own spirituality, turned into two sword lights to protect the fat man's safety around him. Mao Xiaoling rushed to the top of the mountain at this time and happened to see the scene of the fat man's injury flying out. Mao Xiaoling, who was furious, vented all his anger on Mao Xiaofang. He roared, and a large amount of plague spirit spurted out from his mouth and wrapped it around Mao Xiaofang. At the same time, he became brave and fought with his biological father.

At this time, all the six saviors chased Mao Xiaoling and rushed to the top of the peak. Wu Fatian just caught the fat man who was vomiting blood and unconscious. Several people formed a circle of people, protecting the fat man in the middle, and watched with vigilance as the two drought-and-droughts fighting in the fire clouds.

After the fat man fell into a coma, he came to a very strange place. On the blue sea, there was a huge green island. There were many palaces on the island and the momentum was solemn. Immortals rushed from outside the island to a hall in the middle of the island. It seemed that there was a very familiar Taoist sitting there. The scene was grand, and it could be said that the earth was surging with golden lotus, the sky was falling, and sword energy rose one after another, and it evolved into all kinds of boundless avenues. Just as the fat man was confused, a familiar voice sounded: "Who is coming to pay tribute, how about it? You are so imposing. You see it. This was the scene when my great sect was prosperous. It's a pity..."

The fat man turned his head and looked at the fat man, and a man next to him was smiling faintly. The fat man looked at the Taoist who was preaching in the center of the island, then looked at the person in front of him, rubbed his eyes, and looked into the scene in disbelief.

"No need to watch it, that's me. This is the scene where I taught the first time and Jinzhao preached," the Taoist said softly with a smile. Looking at the fat man's eyes were full of smiles.

"This, where am I?" The fat man asked quickly. This man looked so familiar. By the way, isn't this the one in the Zhuxian Sword who has improved his two sword techniques?

"This is the inner space of Jue Xianjian. After Jue Xianjian was completely refined by you, when you entered your purple palace, I took advantage of your coma and pulled your soul in. Do you have any questions to ask?" The Taoist said calmly, his expression was so calm and so ethereal.

"I, you, we, are gone, I have nothing to ask. By the way, how should I get out? If I don't get out, the drought-ba Mao Xiaofang might destroy my body." The fat man said it, looking anxious.

"It's just a droughty beast, what's there to worry about? Come on, I'll tell you two sword energy, which contains some of my insights and experiences about the Yin and Yang paths, which are just suitable for your Liangyi sword formation. These two sword intents are one Yin and one Yang, you have to remember to think more about them later to make them your own thing. Go." The Taoist reached out to the fat man's shoulder and patted it gently. Two cold and hot sword energy passed through his palm and entered the fat man's body. The fat man felt a flash in front of his eyes. In the confusion, a fierce god with a height of hundreds of feet was boundless.

In the turbulent space, he held a confrontation with the Taoist. The Taoist raised his hand and released two rays of light, one blue and one red. The lights separated and turned into a dragon and a phoenix, which merged into one along the mysterious line, surrounding the demon god in the air. The blue light flashed, the red light lit up, the dragon and wind merged, the cold and heat intersected, and the sky thunder hooked up the earth fire. With a huge sound, the demon god was split into more than a dozen pieces by the two rays of light, and was quickly swept away by the tornado in the turbulent space, and disappeared. Just as the demon god was killed, the fat man opened his eyes and woke up.

After the fat man stood up, he realized that all the injuries in his body had healed at some point, and his cultivation had improved. At this time, the fat man had no intention of pursuing these things, and was still invading the mysterious artistic conception just now. He raised his left hand slightly, imitating the Taoist he had just seen, and the immortal sword in his body flashed out, and with the Zhu Xian Sword behind him turned into two streams of light and flashed out, and attacked Mao Xiaofang, who had obviously gained the upper hand. As soon as the flowing light flew out, it began to produce magical changes. Just like the two lights emitted by the Taoist he had just seen, the fat man turned into a blue dragon and a fire phoenix, and rushed towards Mao Xiaofang along the mysterious line.

Mao Xiaofang, who was fighting with Mao Xiaoling, did not pay attention to the dragon and wind rushing towards him behind him. Mao Xiaoling could see clearly from the opposite side. Mao Xiaoling even felt the earth-shaking power contained in these two divine beasts. "Be careful, father, be careful." After a scream, he rushed forward and knocked Mao Xiaofang out more than ten feet away with a move of the bear skeleton in Xingyiquan. He just stood at Mao Xiaofang's position just now. A dragon and wind passed through Mao Xiaoling's body effortlessly and flashed out from behind. A bunch of blood mist spurted out from Mao Xiaoling's chest, and then Mao Xiaoling turned into the tall body after the drought, and slowly fell down in the blood mist.

"No", the fat man and Mao Xiaofang shouted out in grief and anger at the same time. The eyes of both sides looking at each other were determined to kill each other and then quickly.
Chapter completed!