The rebirth of fighting broken Nalan

"You are really in a mess, your soul dies..."

In the hall, a young man in black jumped out and sneered.

"Master Void, save me."

Shaking the earth, it has already been smashed down.

"Swallow!" Wuwu Tunyan shouted angrily, opened his mouth wide, and began to devour the attack from Soul Mo.

"What about Zihuo who swallows flames from nothingness..." Hun Mo sneered, increasing the output of fighting energy!

Void Tunyan opened his mouth and continued to absorb Soul Mo's battle energy.

"Shaking the heavens and the earth, kill!" Hun Mo gritted his teeth, he already felt the powerful devouring power of the Void Swallowing Flame.

"Uh...uuuuuuuuuuu!" The body of Wuwu Tunyan began to swell gradually, "Ahhh! Don't output anymore, it's going to explode, it's going to explode..."

"Haha!" Hun Mo laughed loudly, "Void Swallowing Flame, I know this is just a wisp of your fire. But let me tell you, your wisp of fire, I want you to dissipate!"

"Damn it..." Nothingness Tunyan knelt on the ground in pain, his body fell together.

Hun Mo sneered and said, "Anyway, it's just a ray of anger for you, and it won't hurt you much if you die, right?"

"You... sooner or later you will receive the heinous revenge from the main body!" Wuwu Tunyan Zihuo gritted his teeth, "You Hunmo, you are the traitor of the soul clan!"

"A soul clan without Xiaodie is not a soul clan! I have been looked down upon and ridiculed in the soul clan. If the soul clan hadn't had Xiaodie, I would never have judged it as my own clan!" Hun Mo continued to be gloomy Said, "Unfortunately, I didn't realize this until recently."

Wuwu Tunyan Zihuo nodded and said: "Heh, I wrote down what you said today for you, and I will report it to the main body soon!"

"The main body is nothingness swallowing flames? Do you have this chance?" Hun Mo asked back.

"Yes!" Void Swallowing Flame suddenly smiled like a ghost, and then his whole body shrunk from the swollen state just now, "Idiot, let me fool you, you really believe it..."

"What?!" Hun Mo's complexion changed drastically, "So you were just playing with me?"

"Hahaha! Of course. My wisp of fire is much stronger than a five-star fighter like you."

Hun Mo's earth-shattering fighting spirit was completely absorbed by the Void Swallowing Flame.

"It's so cool..." Nothingness Tunyan licked his lips artificially, "Hun Mo, thank you for your offering!"

"Damn it!" Hun Mo slammed his fist on the ground.

The blow just now had consumed nearly half of the battle energy in his body.

Next, I am afraid that there will be no chance to defeat the two people on the opposite side.

Hun Miesheng pointed at Hun Mo and shouted: "Three saints, attack with all your strength!"

After he said this, before everyone could react, three people with auras completely different from those of Dou Zun jumped out from the back of the hall.

These are three of the only seven or eight fighting saints in the Hall of Souls.

"Idiot!" Nothingness Tunyan's complexion changed, "Don't!"

Hun Mo stretched out his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Afterimage Lianzhang!"

One...two...four...eight...sixteen...32 palms...64 palms...

120 eight palms!

Everyone received 42 palms, and the remaining two palms were heavily slapped on the deputy hall master of the three-star fighting saint level.

In the Dou Sheng class, the gap of one star is almost huge.

Five-star fighting saints are almost crushing against one- to three-star fighting saints.

All three of them died.

"Hun Miesheng! Let me tell you what's good about you! Last time, you acted without authorization and let Hun Qing go to Xingyun City, which resulted in the death of the lady. Today, because of your wrong decision, all three saints died. Meteor! In addition to Hun Qing who was killed by the patriarch, four saints have died... because of you, let four saints die! Can you afford it?"

Hun Miesheng couldn't answer... because these things seemed to be entirely his fault!

Hun Mo coughed up a mouthful of blood due to exhaustion of fighting energy, and said: "I will come again in the future. Today, three fighting saints died in my hands. Next time... Hun Miesheng, I want you to die in front of me! "

Then, he flew in the opposite direction, the direction was the inner courtyard.

The eve of the strong list contest.

Xiao Yan lowered his head and kissed my face lying on the bed, and said with a smile, "Take care of Xiao'er!"

I looked at his face, it seemed a little crazy.

Xiao Yan in another time and space is certainly brilliant, his talent is peerless, and his luck is against the sky, but I can't chase him.

But this one in front of me is more approachable and seems to be within reach.

"What are you thinking, girl?"

"You go to the Sky Burning Qi Refining Pagoda to practice, tomorrow there will be a ranking competition."

"But I want to take care of you..." Xiao Yan said, "My wife and children, how can I abandon them..."

"You go to practice. Xiao'er and I are not your burden." I said lightly, "And Lin'er will not be your burden either. Go to the Sky Burning Qi Refining Pagoda and listen to me."

"That's good." Xiao Yan was also decisive, "You take good care of Xiao'er. I'm going to practice in the Qi Refining Pagoda."

"kindness."

After he left, I looked at Xiao Xiao who was limping and practicing walking, clapped her hands, and said with a light smile, "Xiao'er, come to mother's arms."

"Whoa whoa!"

I don't know whether to express happiness or excitement...Anyway, she ran over.

At this time, the sky above the inner courtyard.

Hun Mo concentrated his mental strength, and soon found Xiao Yan's trace.

He came to the door of the Tianfeng Qi Refining Pagoda and stopped Xiao Yan's footsteps.

"Soul ink?!"

When Xiao Yan saw Hun Mo, he blurted out immediately.

"Xiao Yan, I haven't seen you for several months, you seem to be doing well!"

Hun Mo said, then took out a bag and untied it directly.

Inside, an old soul floated out.

"Teacher?" Xiao Yan's expression changed, "Teacher, is it really you?"

"Yes." Yao Lao nodded.

"Teacher, during this time...you have suffered!"

Xiao Yan's knees went limp, and he knelt down on the ground in front of the Sky Burning Qi Refining Pagoda.

"Hehe, silly boy, I've been living very well these days." The medicine veteran Xiao Yan helped him up, "Little Yanzi, your cultivation speed doesn't seem to keep up."

"Teacher, during this period of time, I have to supplement nutrition for Yanran every morning and night, so that Lin'er can be born smoothly, so... my cultivation has been slightly delayed."

"nothing."

"What did Hunmo do to you?"

"He can be said to have relieved me." Yao Lao said with a smile.

Xiao Yan was taken aback for a moment: "Did he help you relieve your anger?"

"He went to make a big disturbance in the Soul Palace!"

"Making trouble in the Soul Hall...he actually ran over to make a big disturbance in the Soul Hall?!" Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, "It's really bold, just relying on the strength of a semi-sage..."

"His strength is five-star Dou Sheng!"

"Really?" Xiao Yan turned his head to ask Hun Mo, but found that Hun Mo had disappeared in place at some point.

In the woods, a shadow dissipated, accompanied by a sigh: "If I have such a pure and simple teacher-student relationship, how wonderful it would be..."

"I solved the problem of Dantian for him, so his cultivation speed is extremely fast." Yao Lao said.

Xiao Yan took a deep breath: "Teacher, let's not talk about this for now."

"it is good!"

Xiao Yan stretched out his right hand, on which there was a simple ring: "Teacher, I still have this Black Lord Ring. Please enter the Black Lord Ring!"

"Okay, okay..." Yao Lao rushed into the Black Lord Ring, "Xiao Yan, go to the Tianfeng Qi Refining Pagoda to practice, I heard that you will have a top ranking competition tomorrow...you want to be with me, Come back with glory in front of your wife and your daughter..."

"Ahem..." Xiao Yan smiled awkwardly.

PS: It is said that this chapter should have been published in the middle of the night sixteen or seventeen hours ago, but it was a tragedy, and the Internet was disconnected in the middle of the night.

Let me be considerate of the third-year junior high school students, I have been studying and reviewing ING seriously until 05:30 today... and then I will start to code words.