The ancestor Wan Mo used the surging blood evil power to wrap the Hunyuan metal bucket tightly.

The smell of blood made Lu Yi dizzy, as if his soul was hit hard, and even his movements were much slower.

"This old bastard's evil skills are so amazing!"

After Lu Yi cursed inwardly, he tried his best to kill Xuanyuan Sword, but he could not resist the power of the Hunyuan Jin Dou.

"boom!"

Xuanyuan Sword came out of his hand and cut through the sky. Lu Yi's original deity was even smashed into the sea of ​​fire and endured the pain of purgatory.

The blood evil power of Tiansha Sect is at most to absorb some blood evil power, although the evil spirit still has a way to deal with it.

But this ancestor Wan Mo actually absorbed the soul in one way, and when the blood evil rolled, it could hit people's soul even harder.

The powerful people who fell before all became his nutrients. The ancestor Wan Mo was magnificent at this time, and he really had the power of an evil god possessed him.

"Swoosh!"

Lu Yi rushed out of the sea of ​​fire and stood in the nine heavens again. Before the flames on his body were extinguished, Lu Yi's body turned into a stream of light and bombarded the ancestor Wan Mo.

Wushuang punched out three thousand six hundred punches.

But even though he is so brave, he is completely suppressed when he encounters the Hunyuan Jin Dou.

The Hunyuan Gold Fight is like a storm, but in the blink of an eye, Lu Yi's fist style was shattered.

When the blood evil spirit hit Lu Yi, Lu Yi was bombarded into the sea of ​​fire again.

When he came out of the sea of ​​fire again, Lu Yi's clothes were completely destroyed, his flesh was burned, and his pungent burnt smell.

"Grass!"

After Lu Yi cursed secretly, he used his Nine-Turn Golden Body Decision with all his strength and used his life space to heal his wounds.

The rich vitality bathes the whole body and quickly recovers from the injury.

The old ancestor Wan Mo's pupils suddenly shone coldly, staring at the changes in Lu Yi's body, and said angrily: "Little beast, if you hadn't seized the Long Yuan that should have belonged to me, you would have already turned into ashes."

Hearing this, Lu Yi sneered, poked out his right hand and grabbed it with a grasp. Xuanyuan Sword returned to his hand, and the sword intent raged the world, and its sharpness remained undiminished.

With cold eyes staring at the ancestor Wan Mo, Lu Yi said in a deep voice: "When will the Dragon Clan belong to you? You are so shameless. If you were you, you would have been embarrassed."

"I can't beat me if I'm sharp-tongued. I only need one finger to crush you." Old Ancestor Wan Mo was furious. The Chaos Golden Fight above the void gathered blood again, but he did not take action for a long time.

"I don't have to worry about my tongue saying this. I just moved my muscles and bones. Your tickling power cannot kill me."

This time, Lu Yi did not rush to take action, stood on the sea of ​​fire, and set a distance between him and the ancestor Wan Mo.

"Don't be crazy, little beast, I'll send you on the way!"

"Is that so? If you have the ability, I'll send you on the way first." Lu Yi remained motionless and stared at Old Ancestor Wan Mo.

The situation became tense, and after a while, the ancestor Wan Mo still did not take action.

"What? I'm afraid that I'll kill you with a sword, so I dare not take action?" Lu Yi kept provoking, and the ancestor Wan Mo just roared angrily and did not move at all.

The sky's eyes penetrated through the clouds and fog, and the eyes fell on the top of Wanling Holy Mountain, and a smile appeared on the corner of Lu Yi's mouth.

"My feeling is right, there is indeed something wrong with this holy mountain."

Lu Yi saw that in the center of Wanling Holy Mountain, blood evil power continued to appear from below, and then he gathered on the top of the mountain through a strange formation and poured into the body of the ancestor Wanmo.

Lu Yi analyzed that the old beast's evil skills have not been achieved at all. If the Wan Mo family was not about to be destroyed, they would never have come out of seclusion in advance.

"This old guy can't leave the top of the mountain, it's my chance to kill him!" Lu Yi understood all this and was full of fighting spirit.

"Clang!"

The sound of the sword roared like thunder, almost piercing the eardrum.

"The fifth style of the nine-style Heavenly Sword, repair the sky!"

Lu Yi stabbed out with a sword, and the world changed color.

The ancestor Wan Mo suddenly discovered that time seemed to be changed by some strange force and was actually regressing quickly.

"Little beast, what method are you doing!"

The ancestor Wan Mo realized something was wrong and wanted to interrupt Lu Yi, but the Hunyuan Jin Dou was not under his control.

After time went backwards, the power generated by the Hunyuan Jin Dou actually bombarded the opposite.

What scared the ancestor Wan Mo the most was that the blood evil power in the Wanling Holy Mountain was also flowing backwards, and the blood evil power that had just gathered on the top of the mountain disappeared.

"Little beast, you..." Before the ancestor Wan Mo could curse, his powerful sword intent had already hit him.

Without the Hunyuan Jin Dou, he could not dodge and avoid it. Old Ancestor Wan Mo could only choose to use his flesh palm to deal with it.

"boom!"

With both palms, the Xuanyuan Sword is hard-pressed.

What’s scary is that the ancestor Wan Mo actually blocked it.

Lu Yi wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but the sword was difficult to move forward at all.

"Little beast, go to death!" Old Ancestor Wan Mo slapped his backhand and slapped Lu Yi on his body.

puff!

Lu Yi flew out and vomited blood from his mouth.

Lu Yi secretly hated him, and he didn't expect that after seeing the weakness of the ancestor Wan Mo, he could not kill him.

This old mess is really hard to deal with!

"Take another sword!"

Lu Yi raised the Xuanyuan Sword, posed a strange sword move, and shouted: "The sixth style of the nine-style Heavenly Sword, time and space pass!"

Buzz!

Space shock, and a strange force of time suddenly appeared.

After being fully alert, the ancestor Wan Mo found that this time was not a regression, but a speed of passage.

"Little beast!" Old Ancestor Wan Mo cursed angrily, but it was too late to change his moves.

The blood evil power in the holy mountain accelerated as time passed, and in an instant, it gathered into the body of the ancestor Wan Mo like waves.

The control of the evil skills of the ancestor Wan Mo failed again, his face flushed, and blood drips escaped from the surface of the skin.

Before the ancestor Wan Mo could suppress the internal injury, a thousand-foot sword light smashed down on his head again.

"boom!"

The ancestor Wan Mo could only resist with his flesh palms, and while being bombarded by the sword intent, he was even more furious.

"How does it taste like old miscellaneous?"

"Little beast..." Before the ancestor Wan Mo could finish his words, the sword intent swept over again.

The ancestor Wan Mo could only feel that the power of time was controlled by Lu Yi at will, making him unable to judge whether the next moment was whether time would be regressing or passing quickly.

The two sword intents were used alternately, and seven thousand swords were slashed out in a row. Although the ancestor Wan Mo did not die, he was still exhausted and his injuries were getting worse and worse.

Lu Yi was not feeling well either.

Every time he was blown away by the ancestor Wan Mo, his injuries would intensify, but he did not dare to give the old monster a little breathing time, and continued to swing the Xuanyuan Sword.

Just when Lu Yi was exhausted, the Wanling Holy Mountain began to collapse without any warning.

"boom!"

One inch of thunder swept through the thunder, and the golden cudgel pulled the endless Buddha light. Under two heavy blows, the Holy Mountain of Wanling was completely smashed.

"Good opportunity!" Lu Yi's eyes lit up, and he used all his last strength to kill three hundred swords!

"boom!"

The holy mountain collapsed and the blood evil spirit was destroyed. After encountering these three hundred swords, the ancestor Wan Mo was powerless to resist.

"I'm not willing to give up, I..."

puff!

The flesh and blood fly across, and both body and spirit are destroyed.

The ancestor Wan Mo, who had been famous for thousands of years, was killed by Lu Yi under the sword when he reached the top of the emperor half a step.

This also means that the once prosperous Wanmo family will be completely destroyed from today.
Chapter completed!