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While He Xiwei was speaking, the golden armor on Wei Qing's body had been completely melted, and it no longer existed.

His whole body was wrapped in layers of feminine force, and he was frozen in place, unable to move.

Behind Wei Qing, the Silver Skull Jiao turned into a long halberd and was pressing against his old wound on the dragon rope. With the power of the magic weapon, the silver halberd, with just a little bit of force from the person holding the halberd, he would instantly be out of his wits.

Wei Qing didn't dare to move, and looked up in cold sweat, only to see a white shadow flash in front of him, and Mo Xuanfang had already flown to him.

"do not move!"

He Xi shook the halberd in his hand slightly, and pulled out a silver flower behind Wei Qing, "Mo Xuanfang, if you take another step forward, I will kill him immediately."

Wei Qing clenched his fists tightly, his palms were sweaty, but his expression was calm, and he shook his head slightly at Mo Xuanfang, indicating that he was fine.

Mo Xuanfang's anxious look floated in his eyes, he took a deep look at Wei Qing, put away his whisk, and said in a forbearing tone: "Master He, you have something to say."

He Xiwei laughed coldly again: "Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, Mo Xuanfang, the mighty Ziyun Sect Master, would bow his head sometimes."

Mo Xuanfang ignored her ridicule, and said calmly: "Xiwei, so you refined the green niji that Mingyue gave you."

Hearing Mo Xuanfang's words, Wei Qing realized that both Qingniji and Baiyinji came from the spiritual veins of the ancient Jiuyao Mountain.

It is said that there are countless spiritual treasures produced in the mountains, but they are mutually reinforcing.When He Xiwei fused the refined green ni into the silver halberd, the silver halberd would be invincible. No wonder it was able to break Mo Xuanfang's golden body.

He Xiwei snorted coldly and didn't reply.

Mo Xuanfang said again: "The green halberd is an unearthly fetish. It is hard to find in the world. I remember that Mingyue suffered a lot for this green halberd. If you want it casually, he will give it to you." You. For this reason, he also lost to Ning Miaoxian, the head of the Kunlun Hall, in the Zongmen Grand Competition, and lost his seat at the head of the Fourth Hall."

He Xiwei's hands trembled, and his voice also trembled slightly: "If I don't refine Qingni, how can I break your Daluo golden body? You and the dragon...you... Mingyue doesn't want to see it either."

Mo Xuanfang sighed: "Mingyue has the world in her heart, the sect, the disciples of the sect, and you, but he does not have himself. Since he died, the magic weapon he used was only a second-order mortal. You refine it Qing Ni only wanted to kill Wei Siying, but she failed Ming Yue."

"Shut up..." Two lines of tears slowly rolled down He Xiwei's cheeks, "Up to now, all gods and gods are nothing more than broken iron in my eyes. I will kill Wei Siying now, and give him The bright moon arrives."

Before the words were finished, He Xiwei had exhausted all his strength, and the tip of the silver halberd shot out a cold light, and without any hesitation, it went straight into the back of Wei Siying's neck, into Longsuo's old wound.

A trace of pain flashed in Mo Xuanfang's eyes, and he shouted loudly: "Stop." Ziqi Fusi was finally half a step too late.

Hearing Wei Siying's "Ah", he raised his arms and opened his arms, his whole body convulsed and trembled uncontrollably.

But he didn't die, and he didn't die as expected.

With He Xiwei's slightly widened almond eyes, Wei Qing shot out a ray of golden light from the tailbone, went straight to the back of the neck, wrapped the spear point around, and pushed it out of the body abruptly.

The huge momentum knocked He Xiwei back seven or eight meters, she let go of her silver halberd, and appeared as a silver skeleton jumping into the air.

At the same time, half of the golden thread in Wei Qing's body was dragged out by it, turning into a phantom with a golden dragon's head, looking up into the sky and roaring angrily.

"Si Ying, use the formula I taught you to suppress the golden dragon and make him work for you." Mo Xuan Fang Hu stood in front of Wei Qing and said in a deep voice.

Wei Qing shook his whole body and nearly fell.

The first time he summoned the golden dragon to defend against the enemy, he was not used to it, but at the critical moment, Mo Xuanfang instructed him to take risks in a hurry, but luckily he saved his life.

However, He Xiwei's eyes were red, and he shouted: "Demon Dragon, you have finally appeared, and you will die with me."

As she spoke, her figure flickered, and she flew towards the direction of the silver skull dragon, and at the same time stretched out her hand to grab it, the silver skull dragon suddenly lost its center of gravity, retreated around, and was held in her hand again and turned into a silver halberd.

All of a sudden, he killed a carbine and stabbed at Wei Qing as before.

This time, at the same time as the silver halberd assassinated, a bolt of lightning swooped down from the sky. It was the heavenly divine thunder summoned by the magical weapon of the magic circle. Since the magic dragon appeared, it was natural to kill it immediately.

Purple Shadow in white, lying between Wei Qing and He Xiwei, caught the lightning.

A bloody hole was cut out of Mo Xuanfang's right shoulder. He clutched his shoulder and fell to the ground, with green smoke faintly emitting from the wound.

Tiandao restrained him with the Taoism derived from the silver halberd.

Wei Qing was about to step forward, but Jin Long didn't cooperate with him tacitly, the phantom actually ran in the opposite direction to Wei Qing, Wei Qing suddenly felt a tearing pain, and stood still in place.

Mo Xuanfang yelled, "Be careful."

Seeing He Xiwei dancing in the sky, the silver halberd was flying like a tiger, and the water of the Linghu Lake on the ground flew up with her dancing silver halberd.

The golden dragon reacted faster than Wei Qing, and under the dragon's head, he struggled to create half of the dragon's phantom, and dragged Wei Qing to the courtyard.

But they forgot that in this formation, the false is the real, the real is the false, the right path is the opposite, and the opposite is done.The harder Wei Qing tried to move forward, the more the road retreated, and soon, he and the golden dragon phantom retreated to the edge of Zhiling Lake.

Thousands of tons of water from Linghu Lake fell immediately. At this moment, Mo Xuanfang grabbed Wei Qing, and the two retreated into the courtyard.

The water of Linghu Lake could not pass through the barrier of the courtyard, so He Xiwei rushed in with a single halberd.

Sure enough, she was a master of halberds, the silver halberd exerted a power of 12 points in her hands, and Mo Xuanfang was always merciful, and he was able to draw with her.

Those who entered the formation had to retreat in all their actions, but those who defended the formation could charge and kill at will. He Xiwei almost injured Wei Qing several times, and Jinlong was also used as a target. After several fights, Wei Qing and Jinlong developed a tacit understanding.

But the red blood formation of subduing the devil is specialized in subduing the demon nature, Wei Qing and Jinlong are also restricted everywhere, it is difficult to use it, and the eight trigrams formation changes dazzlingly, even with the exquisite algorithm of the Moxuan formula, it cannot be foolproof.

Gradually, He Xiwei gained the upper hand.

Two lightning bolts in succession forced the golden dragon back into Wei Qing's body. Wei Qing's eyesight became dizzy, and he gradually couldn't stand the pressure of the magic circle.

Murderous intent finally appeared in Mo Xuanfang's eyes, the phoenix spread its wings and cried out in mourning.

"Xi Wei, you still refuse to retreat?"

The corner of He Xiwei's mouth curled up into a smile, and with a flick of the silver halberd, he pulled out a cold light that filled the sky, ignoring Sect Master Ziyun's Haotian Fengming Purple Light Curse, and aimed firmly at Wei Qing.

The golden light danced, the phoenix neighed, and the overwhelming purple and golden light was interspersed with a silent blue shadow. The sacred blue robe representing the master of the fourth hall was now floating between the sky and the earth like withered leaves in autumn.

The silver halberd turned into a skeletal flood dragon again, entwined around Lan Ying. It was Qing Ni's soul that had merged into the silver halberd, and still refused to leave, but the owner who had been with him for thousands of years had already closed his eyes.

Mo Xuanfang held the fly whisk tightly in the red air, and pulled it hard, the silver skull dragon immediately changed into its original form, and fell to the ground with a clang.

The phoenix flapped its wings in the dark sky, its invisibility faded away, and in the shaking golden light, the blue shadows also dissipated into dots of stars in the dark night, vanishing into thin air.

The black mist covering the sky and the earth finally dissipated, the sky was clear, and a red sun hung on the top of Lingshan Mountain.

Mo Xuanfang fell to the ground clutching his injured shoulder, picked up the silver halberd, staggered, and walked to Wei Qing's side.

The magic circle was broken, and Wei Qing's mausoleum gradually cleared up. He saw Mo Xuanfang's shoulder injury at a glance, and hurriedly got up to take off his clothes.

I saw that the wound on Yubai's skin had slowly healed, and after a while, it returned to its original state.

Only then did Wei Qing let out a long breath, and when he looked up, he found that Mo Xuanfang was staring at him, and the dark blood in his pupils was surging.

Wei Qing was startled, grabbed Mo Xuanfang's arm and shook it: "Xuanfang, what's wrong with you?"

But Mo Xuanfang remained silent, seeing the redness in his eyes getting stronger, he suddenly pushed Wei Qing away forcefully, and stood up.

The moment he got up, the white robe on his body was suddenly dyed red, and his whole body trembled slightly, like an active volcano about to erupt. A bottomless energy surged wildly around him, lifting his clothes and black hair.

Wei Qing's heart felt like falling off a cliff, he tightly grabbed Mo Xuanfang's hand and said, "Don't scare me, what's going on?"

But his hand was stabbed by something like a thorn. He raised his hand and saw that Mo Xuanfang's fingertips in his palm had grown sharp armor, long and dug into Wei Qing's flesh.

Wei Qing's palms were bleeding, and the pain was excruciating, while Mo Xuanfang just stared at him, his eyes uncertain.

Wei Qing held him and refused to let go, just calling out: "Look at who I am? Look at who I am?"

A hoarse and indistinct sound came from Mo Xuanfang's throat, and his body trembled violently.

Wei Qing's palm was almost pierced by him, thinking that he had entered a demonic realm.

But in the magic circle before, Mo Xuanfang hadn't had an attack, so why did he suddenly enter the demonic realm?

Wei Qing shook Mo Xuanfang recklessly, Mo Xuanfang's eyes finally turned red, and suddenly he backhanded and grabbed Wei Qing's neck.

The hawk-like fingers were moving around Wei Qing's neck, but he still refused to use his strength. Seeing that Mo Xuanfang was struggling hard, Wei Qing couldn't help crying: "You should do it. Anyway, I said, you go!" Well, I'll follow, if you really don't remember me, it's meaningless for me to live alone, let the heavens destroy both of us."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Xuanfang's fingers trembled even more, but Wei Qing felt the strength on his neck loosen a little.

His heart was beating violently, and when he saw that the robe on Mo Xuanfang's body was stained with red air, as if it had been soaked in blood, it became extremely filthy, and suddenly his heart moved, and he gasped, "Look at you being so dirty now, I really regret it Back then, I lent you the underwear to wear, and you still said... that you would make amends for wearing the underwear, will you still pay me back now?"

Mo Xuanfang let out a hoarse "ah", and let go of his hands suddenly.

Wei Qing raised his hand, and touched his high browbones and deep eye sockets with the redness passing through the corners of his eyes, letting the redness submerge his own white fingers.

He said softly: "Xuanfang, you said you would protect me for the rest of my life, I want to form this magic circle, and I want to live forever, what should I do? Can you still do it?"