Chapter 801

Just when some women are embarrassed in front of Ling Fei, don't ask. Although this is the most critical breakthrough, his spirit is struggling with the blood dragon Qi mang. The old man who was just smashed by his Qi mang has no less pain than the real loss of his left arm.

As a warrior, his accomplishments are much higher than that of Mo Wen. What's more, he never thought that he would be so vulnerable in front of Mo Wen.

"Ah The old man blocked Xue's way and controlled the blood flow and the pain of the wound. He suddenly opened his mouth and let out a heartrending cry.

"Little beast, let's die. Today... If you don't come down, you will be killed in the general arena! How can I get a foothold in front of my martial colleagues in the future... "The old man transferred all his hatred to Mo Wen. You know, he was asking for trouble. If he hadn't attacked Mo Wen, he would not have broken his arm, and" Shua "his body would turn into a black fog in a twinkling, twisting and deformation, Like a mountain, he pressed Mo Wen head-on and wanted to smash it into meat sauce.

Before the black fog was smashed, it had a terrible power. Suddenly, it spread from its body and turned into a storm. But when it was close to Mo Wen's body, Mo Wen's whole body burst out colorful light, completely burst out. Wisps of smoke burst out from the black fog. The old man's whole body was shocked for several meters.

What's more, Mo Wen's power completely occupied the whole void in this space. The energy spilled from his body was like a sharp blade, blocking all directions of the old guy. Even if the old guy wanted to hide, he was not strong enough.

At this critical moment of life and death, the old guy's stomach, as if a Zha bomb had been installed, suddenly exploded.

"Bang!" Suddenly, the old guy's intestines, viscera and broken meat splashed everywhere, causing the guy to die on the spot.

In this process, the old guy didn't even have the chance to scream, so he died in the afterwave of Mo Wen's power.

"Shit, this... This is incredible. What kind of martial arts does this guy practice? Does it mean that... This is the blood spirit Dharma of Guimen? "

"He died miserably. This way of death... He didn't even have a whole body left for him..."

"What should we do now? Shall we avenge him?" The remaining evils of the five poisons cult began to be discussed in the dark.

"Of course, this guy has to die today..."

"Even if you want revenge, you can't now... When that guy wakes up..."

"Yes, now we have to wait..." like Ling Fei and Bai Xueer, the disciples of the five poison sect are also waiting. They are waiting for the best chance to kill Mo Wen here.

The next moment, Mo Wen's side, fell into a quiet, all people are holding their breath, waiting for Mo Wen to wake up.

It seems that their eyes dare not blink for fear that they will miss the most strange change in the world.

Indeed, don't ask about today's performance, as well as the scene of smashing the old man of five poisons cult just now, which has become a scene of fear for everyone. No one wants to be the next one who has no whole body.

However, at this moment, the power in the body is turning rapidly, the temperature of the body is getting higher and higher, and the surface of the body is steaming with white smoke, and the whole body is red, which is very frightening.

In that painful expression, Ling Fei and others are worried about what will happen to him.

Mo Wen has a special physique and is the best candidate to inherit the ghost sect. Because of this, the ghost sect has never heard from the outside world for so many years. Even Ling Tianxiang, a ghost sect master, dare not claim to be the inheritor of the ghost sect. He deliberately uses his identity as a doctor to cover up his identity as a ghost sect disciple.

This kind of thing is also very sad. As for Ling Tianxiang, he is helpless.

Ling Tianxiang doesn't have such physique. He can't be a blood emperor. He doesn't have the body of a blood emperor. The emperor is called a dragon in China. The emperor of the blood clan, in the blood spirit Dharma, is the blood dragon, the body of the blood dragon, that is to say, the physique of the emperor of the blood clan. Only people with such physique have the opportunity to stimulate the blood dragon qimang, and only people with such physique can completely explode the ghost beads, Integrate with it.

Of course, all this does not rule out Mo Wen's luck. If he did not bump into old monk Jinghui when he was running for his life, his ending today would be very tragic.

In half an hour

Don't ask still close eyes, pain expression, hot sweat covered the whole cheek.

An hour later

Mo Wen's painful expression eased down, but at this moment, Mo Wen is still working hard for Qi Mang's refining and breaking through the barrier, and his spirit is experiencing a very painful process.

In an hour and a half.

Mo Wen suddenly opened his eyes. At the moment when he opened his eyes, golden lights appeared in his eyes, just like the golden eyes of TV, which made the disciples of five poison cult tremble.

"He wakes up... Let's do it quickly... Seize the opportunity. If you let him summon the ghost pagoda, the consequences will be unimaginable..."

"You're stupid. We've been working hard for so many years to summon the Ghost Tower for him? Now, I'm going to... Years of hard work, isn't it in vain? "

"Then what? Shall we just watch him practice the ghost door magic skill? "

"Ha ha..." while some disciples of the five poisons sect were discussing, Mo Wen suddenly gave a long smile. It was very terrible. In this one and a half hours, Mo Wen's hair grew more than ten centimeters. While he was laughing, the wind was blowing in the air, and his long hair was floating in the wind. There was no fear in his eyes, On the contrary, he quickly became calm. When the laughter fell, don't ask the voice as cold as ice. It sounded in the general forum of the five poisons cult: "you bastards, even if you don't do it to me, I won't let you live until tomorrow... Today, you people... Must... Die..."

When the word "death" is uttered, don't ask whether your hands are waving repeatedly. In a moment, a magic light cover with the brilliant stars is formed in an instant, on which there are strands of green magic light flashing.

At this moment, don't hesitate to gather Qi Mang's strength in his arms, launch an attack with all his strength, and integrate with his own Shengyuan power, in order to smash the five poison sect disciples in front of him.

"Boom!" Just at the moment when the light shield was just formed, the five poison sect disciples showed no weakness to Mo Wen. A dozen shadows suddenly appeared in front of Mo Wen. However, Mo Wen's power, like a mountain, hit these people heavily.

In the loud noise, the bodies of more than a dozen disciples of the five poisons sect were thrown into the sky like shells, and countless pieces of meat were scattered from their bodies.

Although the five poison sect disciples who suffered this fatal blow were not in danger of life, they had lost their fighting capacity under such impact.

"Wow One by one, he opened his mouth and spewed out a few mouthfuls of blood. His whole body was bloody and fleshy. When he landed, he was teetering. It seemed that when he was blown by the wind, he would be scattered in the air.

"Shua!" An old man with white hair, regardless of the endless pain and suffering on his body, put all his remaining strength into his body.

"Hoo Hoo The body that fell to the ground, suddenly God mang big Sheng, lightning like to Mo Wen body.

"Boom!" At this time, Mo Wen sneered with disdain, gently waved his hand, a colorful light fell from the sky again, heavily hit the old guy's body.

Just like the disciple of five poisons sect, the body of the old man with white hair was like the explosion of a Zha bomb. With a bang, there was no bones left.

Shit, it's terrible. The scene in front of us makes all the disciples of the five poisons cult stare at the scene in front of us.

The fried meat splashed on the bodies of the five poison sect disciples, and there was a burning smell.

What kind of martial arts is this? Is it the highest level of blood spirit Dharma?

If so, the five poison sect's efforts over the years will become a wedding dress for Mo Wen, as if all these have become stepping stones to help Mo Wen become a strong man.

If there were not so many things that happened 20 years ago, Mo Wen would not have been brought into the mountains by Ling Tianxiang. If he had not been brought into the mountains, Mo Wen would not have become a ghost inheritor. He might have lived a carefree life in Fuzhou with his parents. Now he might just be an ordinary blood race, living a happy life in Fuzhou.

In this case, don't ask what happened to him now, it can't happen to him.

In the whole space of the five poisons cult, with Mo Wen's power, it trembled violently, and countless terrorist cracks spread wildly. With Mo Wen as the center, the bluestone on the ground cracked under such power. Even when Mo Wen's body fell to the ground, there was a deep hole on the ground.

"No!" At this time, an old man of five poisons sect's eyes contracted violently. He could not help but open his mouth and let out a roar. He saw a huge gray vortex, which was gradually disappearing in front of him.

Don't ask if you clench your fists. You smash them in the past, but it's like hitting the air. You don't hit anything.

This old man's accomplishments can't be despised, don't ask to see, disappear in a space crack.

"Little beast, even if you run away, I will take you out of ten thousand pieces!" The old man was like a madman, waving his limbs and attacking the nothingness in front of him.

The whole space of the general arena has quickly become full of holes, and it's hard to see. Blocks of stones are splashing everywhere.

"Shuasha..." at this time, countless dense stones, like the tide like splash up, as if attracted by some force in general.

"Come out to me!" The old man was full of anger and had no place to vent his anger. When he saw the continuous splashing of stone fragments, he immediately became very angry. He moved and rushed towards those people like lightning.

"Ah, ah..." the voice was shrill and wailing. It was a complete one-sided massacre.

The five poison sect disciples had no time to react, so they were ruthlessly cut and killed by the stone fragments in the general arena.

Others were so scared that they turned around and fled to the general arena.

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