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Looking at Mo Chongzhi's smug look, Duan Qing felt helpless.

At this point, he knew that he had been fooled by Mo Chongzhi.

This person not only had a high level of cultivation, but also had a superior mind. When he was obviously stronger than him, he was still so cautious and calculated every step!

It seemed that he was lucky to succeed in plotting against this person before.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to face the reality. At this point, facing Mo Chongzhi with the Magnetic Void Mountain, he had no choice.

Duan Qing sighed helplessly, and he had the idea of ​​retreating in his heart. He was ready to take the opportunity to recall the Void Sword and then run away.

The time for his left magic was about to end, and it was meaningless to fight any further.

Duan Qing stared at the Void Sword trapped in the nine Magnetic Void Mountains. When he was thinking about how to recall it, he suddenly froze, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

Is the defense of the Magnetic Void Mountain of Mo really flawless?

No, there is no absolute thing in the world!

Duan Qing's eyes suddenly became sharp, and with a thought, he showed his true form of the black pot.

In an instant, an ordinary black pot, as if it were real, was formed in the sky above the Cixu Mountain.

After the black pot appeared, it swelled up against the wind, and directly swelled to dozens of feet, covering the nine Cixu Mountains below.

Mo Chongzhi was stunned when he saw the black pot cover coming, and then his mouth twitched, as if he was trying his best to restrain his smile.

This is also called the true form?

This little beast is really a weirdo. As a disciple of Sister Mu, he actually realized such a true form, which is ridiculous!

Mo Chongzhi didn't care about Duan Qing's true form of the black pot at all.

In front of his true form, the spiritual treasure Cixu Mountain, Duan Qing used such a ridiculous true form, which was just self-humiliation and a laughing stock.

In Mo Chongzhi's mocking eyes, Duan Qing's true form of the black pot completely covered the Cixu Mountain like covering the sky and the sun.

That's it?

Mo Chongzhi was a little dumbfounded!

He originally thought that Duan Qing was going to use this black pot for something, but it turned out to just cover his Cixu Mountain like this?

This is a little too ridiculous!

"Little beast, you...!"

Mo Chongzhi was about to mock Duan Qing, but before he finished speaking, he saw the black pot covering Cixu Mountain suddenly began to stretch downwards, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a black ball, completely wrapping up the nine Cixu Mountains, as well as Mo Chongzhi and the Xuling Sword inside.

At this time, Mo Chongzhi finally reacted and had a bad premonition in his heart.

The next moment, the black ball suddenly began to shrink inward, squeezing the Cixu Mountain from all directions.

Mo Chongzhi was a little panicked, and immediately controlled the Cixu Mountain to emit repulsion to prevent the black ball from shrinking further.

At the same time, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Duan Qing's mouth.

As expected!

The repulsion and attraction of Mo Chongzhi's Cixu Mountain may be really impeccable in some aspects, but it is not entirely true.

For example, dealing with attacks from both inside and outside at the same time.

At this moment, he could clearly feel that the repulsive force on the 108 virtual swords that were originally trapped by Mo Chongzhi in the middle of the nine magnetic mountains suddenly decreased.

Because the magnetic mountains now have to deal with the black pot's true form outside and control the virtual swords inside.

Obviously, the magnetic mountains cannot take both inside and outside into account perfectly!

Under Duan Qing's control, the virtual swords in the middle of the magnetic mountains broke free from the control of the magnetic mountains and attacked Mo Chongzhi.

Surrounded by the black ball transformed by Duan Qing's black pot's true form outside and chased by 108 virtual swords inside, Mo Chongzhi was like a turtle in a jar at this moment.

Discovering that the virtual sword had broken free from the control of the magnetic mountains, Mo Chongzhi's face suddenly changed, and he quickly performed the body protection technique, protecting his body with a bright yellow armor, and at the same time, he used all his strength to drive the magnetic mountains to break Duan Qing's black pot's true form.

In such a small space, Mo Chongzhi had limited room to dodge, and could only rely on his body protection magic to resist Duan Qing's virtual sword.

But there were too many virtual swords, as many as 108. Under the continuous attack, Mo Chongzhi's body protection magic could not hold up.

In just a few breaths, Mo Chongzhi's body protection magic was broken by 108 virtual swords.

In the moment after the body protection magic was broken, Mo Chongzhi immediately had many scars on his body, deep bones everywhere, and even his left arm was cut off by the virtual sword.

Fortunately, at this time, the Magnetic Void Mountain finally broke Duan Qing's black pot.

Once Duan Qing's black pot was broken, Mo Chongzhi didn't care about anything else, and immediately controlled the Magnetic Void Mountain, using the repulsive force of the Magnetic Void Mountain to disrupt the attack direction of the virtual sword, and then pulled himself out from the middle of the Magnetic Void Mountain.

Flying out of the range of Cixu Mountain, Mo Chongzhi covered his left shoulder and the broken arm, his face was extremely distorted, and he was secretly resentful.

Seeing that he was sure to win, he actually capsized in the ditch and almost fell into the hands of this little beast!

Suddenly, Mo Chongzhi seemed to have realized something and looked in the direction of Duan Qing, and doubts suddenly arose in his heart.

He found that Duan Qing's virtual sword was not chasing him relentlessly, but was called back by him.

What's going on!

Why did this kid change his temper?

Could it be that the time for this kid to improve his cultivation has come, and he is preparing to run away?

It is possible that this kid has been fighting with him for a long time, and it seems that the time for the magic has come.

Thinking of this, Mo Chongzhi showed an extremely cruel smile on his face.

He was waiting for this moment.

Once Duan Qing's cultivation is restored to the original early stage of the spiritual life realm, there is no possibility that he can survive a single move in his hands.

Little beast, if I don't extract your soul and refine your spirit, it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in my heart!

Just when Mo Chongzhi thought Duan Qing was going to run away, Duan Qing calmly withdrew Bai Mengxing, first recalled Xiaohong back into the spirit beast ring, and then put away the virtual sword while transmitting a message to Wu Huji.

"Senior Wu, it's up to you next."

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be able to do this. Now it's up to me. You should open your eyes and watch how I deal with this stinking scum!" Wu Huji's proud voice sounded in Duan Qing's mind.

As Wu Huji's voice fell, the scene suddenly changed.

A black cloud formed in the sky above Mo Chong, and then a giant fist as thick as dozens of feet emerged from the black cloud and fell from the sky to Mo Chongzhi's head.

At this moment, Mo Chongzhi felt as if a huge mountain weighing millions of pounds was pressing on his body, and his body was extremely heavy.

He raised it with difficulty, and when he saw the giant fist falling from the air, his face turned extremely pale.

This is... the power of the Tao realm!

How is it possible!

How could there be a Dao Realm on Tianming Star!

Why would a Dao Realm master attack him again!

Could it be that little beast?

Mo Chongzhi didn't have time to think so much. He tried desperately to move his body to escape, but he couldn't move a step, not even the Cixu Mountain!

"No...!"

In the blink of an eye, with Mo Chongzhi's desperate roar, the giant fist fell down, instantly shattering Mo Chongzhi's body.

The nine Cixu Mountains under him were not spared either, and were smashed into pieces by the giant fist one after another, and the pieces fell to the ground like flowers scattered by the goddess.