ps: I have never asked for recommendations or collections for ballet since I started my book. Now I am begging for a while. On June 9th, Sanjiang will be promoted. I hope everyone will go to Sanjiang Channel to vote for ballet. Thank you!

Mo Yun snorted coldly

"Okay! OK! OK! Since that's the case, everything will be easy. If you hand over Ziluo in the Fireworks Pavilion now, I will make the decision and not make things difficult for you Fireworks Pavilion, otherwise..."

Mo Yunyin smiled.

With a grim smile, Huang Luoling, the elder of the Fireworks Pavilion, said wildly

"So what else? I, Huang Luoling, have been scattered all over the world for thousands of years, and have never been afraid of anyone's threat. After all, I will be just a battle. When you are vague, you can't do it. Just let the horse come over, so there's a lot of nonsense!

Don’t think about handing over Ziluo, even if Ziluo self-destructs, it will not fall into your hands."

Awkward smile, Mo Yun said

"I'm so obsessed with the appearance. Since that's the case, I guess you, Old Lady Huang, don't care about taking multiple actions."

After talking, the violent qi surged into the sky, and the violent energy filled the entire fireworks pavilion with Mo Yun's movements.

When Mo Yun stood up, a thin and short 50-year-old man suddenly appeared from behind. It was Chen Zhinan, the leader of the weapon refining sect who came with Mo Yun, the leader of the Lingxiao Pavilion. This man emitted a soft and watery aura around him, which just corresponded to Mo Yun's spiritual energy!

The expression of Huang Luoling, the elder of the Fireworks Pavilion, became unprecedentedly solemn!

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At this moment, seven hundred immortal cultivators stood neatly in a quiet valley on the ground hundreds of miles away from the Fireworks Pavilion.

They were tall and burly, with extremely strong appearance, with disheveled hair. The more than 700 people had been standing there for half an hour, and no one moved, not even a blink of an eye. The murderous aura that came out of the bones could not be covered up everywhere.

Each of them is covered with terrifying scars. If it were ordinary people, they would have died a hundred times. They were the people who supported the Fireworks Pavilion in the Badao Sect. Li Hao personally led the team to take a break a hundred miles away from the Fireworks Pavilion.

Li Hao also stood still and did not move. Suddenly his head measured slightly and looked into the air. Soon, there was one more person in the middle of the valley. Ye Tian, ​​who went to check the enemy situation, came back.

“How is the situation?”

Li Hao asked calmly.

"Fortunately, many of the outer disciples of the Fireworks Pavilion died, and the others were in the sect hall. Now, a few of the Fireworks Pavilion who had a slightly higher cultivation level were preparing to fight. I actually saw an acquaintance."

Ye Tian smiled with a trembling face, then said

"It turned out to be Cheng Haodong, the four-tribol sanctum immortal in the Daluo Immortal Sect who was beaten away by me with one punch last time. It's really a coincidence that everyone present is probably the one with the highest cultivation level, and the others are not worth mentioning."

Li Hao was slightly stunned when he heard this, his eyebrows were shaking with a smile. He raised his hand and said,

"Everyone is ready, my warriors of the Beast Sword Sect! Everyone is ready, the sword is unsheathed! The battle is very fierce. I don't want any brothers to leave me. I need you to go with me to the fairy world or even the god world to visit him, so everyone should pay attention to safety. Don't fight to the death unless you have to."

In Li Hao's opinion, these few words were nothing, but the seven hundred demon soldiers who were standing and resting were very excited.

Never before has the sect leader of any sect called his disciples a brother. The sect leader of the Badao Sect is really the first person.

However, no one said anything more than excited. However, everyone saw the admiration and fanaticism in their eyes.

Li Hao nodded slightly, suddenly looked at him and ordered

"The demon soldiers of the Badao Sect obeyed the order and flew forward quickly, targeting the Fireworks Pavilion. Kill all the enemies besieging the Fireworks Pavilion, leaving no one left."

Everyone heard the orders flying up to the sky and rushed towards the fireworks pavilion.

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The two Supreme Elders of Fireworks Pavilion and other core disciples of the sect elders were also dispersed. At this time, the sect protection formation was finally broken.

The fierce fighting unfolded around the sect, and a scream was screaming and self-destruction! The sound of weapons hitting each other endlessly!

But the main battlefield at this moment is still on the side of the sect leader Mei Lan, and the main masters of both sides are also concentrated here. Those who are at a low level are temporarily out of time. They can only leave it to fate.

Mo Yunyin said with a smile

"Fellow Daoist Huang, I and Master Chen, the Sect Master of the Weapon Refining Sect, will come to learn about your masterpieces in the Fireworks Pavilion, hahahahahahahaha."

After saying that, he and the short, fifty-year-old man attacked the elder Huang Luoling from left to right. The old man who looked like fifty-year-old was Chen Zhinan, the leader of the weapon refining sect.

As soon as the two of them made a move, they could attack left and right, and they were silently swayed. As the two of them soared into the sky, everyone around them showed a serious look on their faces.

Regardless of whether the elder of Fireworks Pavilion is a top expert, even Mo Yun and Chen Zhinan are super experts in the Tribulation Period. No matter who wins and loses in this battle, everyone can see the true style of a master.

But when Mei Lan, the leader of the Fireworks Pavilion, saw Mo Yun and Chen Zhinan's moaning, he suddenly realized that this battle was extremely unfavorable to the great elder Huang Luoling.

If you face one of the two alone, the sect leader Mei Lan certainly believes that the Great Elder Huang Luoling will definitely win. However, although Mo Yun is weaker than the Great Elder Huang Luoling, the difference is limited.

When Chen Zhinan just looked at the soft breath, he knew that this person would definitely be extremely difficult to provoke. What's more, the skills he practiced were exactly the opposite of Mo Yun's strong and fierce qi, and they just complemented each other.

With the two teams together, the power increased by at least twice, so Mei Lan had to worry about the great elder Huang Luoling.

Looking at the eyes of others in the field, the people on the Fireworks Pavilion all showed cautious and worried expressions like themselves, while the eyes of the Lingxiao Pavilion and the Weapon Refining Sect were exactly the opposite of their own, and they all showed smug and happy expressions.

It seemed that Mo Yun and the other two were sure to win, and the expression of the middle-aged man in Daluo Immortal Sect in his thirties was also like watching the show, with a hint of floating smile on his face.

When Mei Lan closed everyone's eyes, she had an abacus in her mind, but she couldn't find a way to deal with it for a while. At this time, the elder Huang Luoling and Mo Yun finally had a head-on contact.

Seeing Mo Yun and the others attacking with their momentum, the elder Huang Luoling snorted coldly and said in a deep voice.

"I knew that Fellow Daoist Mo Yun would not dare to fight Lao Shi alone. Lao Shi wanted to see what strength you have in Lingxiao Pavilion is called the sixth grade sect!"

As soon as the words fell, the Great Elder Huang Luoling suddenly raised his head and let out a loud roar. As the roar was high, the Great Elder's aura was soaring.

For a momentum, the area around Huang Luoling was affected by its momentum, and a rolling airflow suddenly formed, completely wrapping Huang Luoling's figure inside.

I saw the air flow constantly rotating around Huang Luoling, and every time I rotated around, the originally turbid gray air flow slightly changed.

When Mo Yun and the others arrived beside Huang Luoling, the spiraling airflow had all turned into a whirlwind, and Huang Luoling's figure had merged with the whirlwind.

I saw Mo Yun and Chen Zhinan look at each other, and Mo Yun said in a deep voice

"There is no vain under the reputation. Huang Luoling is indeed well-known and has the capital of arrogant arrogance. Brother Chen should not be careless. I must use all my strength to deal with this person, otherwise it will be difficult to predict who wins and loses!"

Chen Zhinan, the leader of the weapon refining sect, nodded heavily and said

"Brother Mo Yun, don't worry, this battle not only concerns your reputation, but also the fate of the sect in the future. How dare I not do my best!"

At this moment, Huang Luoling's grim smile came from the whirlwind

"If you two, come home and talk. If you want to fight, you will fight. Where can you get so much nonsense?"

A long laugh, Mo Yun said

"Since Fellow Daoist Huang can't wait to ascend to heaven early, then we won't let Fellow Daoist Huang wait for a long time!"

As soon as the words fell, the two looked at each other, and their bodies suddenly changed, rushing towards the whirlwind from left to right.

While still halfway, two spiritual energy as thick as an arm came out of their hands, one was fierce and fierce, and the other was as weak as nothing. As soon as the two spiritual energy left, they arrived in front of Huang Luoling's whirlwind. The spiritual energy that was talking about where the spiritual energy passed was scattered all around.

At this moment, ten dark and cold spiritual energy suddenly attacked from the whirlwind, and each had several spiritual energy that were emitted like eyes, colliding with several spiritual energy that were emitted by Mo Yun and the others.
Chapter completed!