Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Duan Lang misestimated the power of the false crossing tribulation period, and also misestimated his own ability.

He thought that with Fengzhu around, nothing would happen if he stood in the way of Mo Yuan, but he didn't expect the reality to slap him hard.

There was a heart-piercing pain from his back, he let out a muffled grunt, and fell softly into Mo Yuan's arms, his pupils dilated for a moment.

Mo Yuan half-kneeled on the ground and hugged Duan Lang, clutching his arms tightly, wishing to rub him into his body, his eyes were scarlet, like a beast that had lost its mind.

"Don't die! Do you hear me?"

"I order you not to die!"

"You haven't paid off what you owe me! Why should you die?"

Duan Lang struggled to open his eyes, looked at Mo Yuan's distraught face, who was so close at hand, and said angrily, "You... only... died... .”

He is clearly alive and well, but it would be unlucky to die, so why can't this bitch hope for him?

Mo Yuan watched as blood gushed out every time Duan Lang said a word, his voice was filled with rare panic and trembling.

"Shut up, shut up. No, stop talking."

Duan Lang felt that Mo Yuan was too annoying and difficult to serve, neither this nor that.

His back was so painful that he didn't have the strength to speak, so he leaned into his arms, closed his eyes, and said angrily, "Don't make noise... let

I... let me sleep for a while..."

It hurts so much, it hurts even more than when Mo Yuan had his heart cut open, it hurts so much that he really wants to... really wants to sleep like this...

The blood on Mo Yuan's face faded inch by inch, and great panic filled his heart.

"Don't sleep! Do you hear me?! If you dare to sleep, I... I will dig out your Nascent Soul..."

Su Mei looked at Duan Lang who had closed her eyes, and covered her mouth fiercely, her heart seemed to be clenched by a big palm, the pain made her breathless, and tears burst out uncontrollably.

"Duan...Duan Lang..."

She was wrong, she shouldn't have clearly seen Chen Wankong coming, but took advantage of her dignity to deliberately kill Chen Siyuan.She shouldn't just focus on revenge and forget to think about what to do if the master can't beat him?

If it wasn't for her, Duan Lang wouldn't be like this.

She really knew she was wrong, she didn't want revenge, she just wanted Duan Lang to live well.

Seeing that Duan Lang actually blocked Mo Yuan's sword, Chen Wankong snorted coldly and raised his sword again.

The sword energy was like frost, sweeping towards Mo Yuan with a majestic momentum.

Just as he was about to fall on Mo Yuan, there was a roar of a dragon coming from behind him, and another black dragon with a head as big as a basin and red eyes came out from behind him, surrounded him, and helped him resist all the impacts.

Only this time, the giant dragon didn't disappear like the last one. Instead, he shook his head and opened his mouth and said, "Boy, you are finally willing to let me out."

It sounds like thunder, and when it makes a sound, its rumbling sound is everywhere.

Chen Wankong was shocked, his eyes were full of fear as he stared at Mo Yuan.

"You actually subdued the dragon?"

In the deepest part of the abyss of monsters, there is a dragon that has committed heinous crimes. As long as you combine it with yourself, you will be able to achieve a sky-high cultivation. It turns out that it is not a legend.

Mo Yuan handed the fainted Duan Lang to Su Mei, stood up slowly, and looked at Chen Wankong.

Layers of black demon energy emerged from his body, his eyes were almost bleeding red, and the red lines gradually spread on his face, neck, and even in the pupils that had changed color, making him look particularly terrifying.

He is possessed!

Chen Wankong felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, and subconsciously clenched the fairy sword in his hand, wanting to escape.

But when he saw the magic dragon behind Mo Yuan, he paused slightly again, with a desperate light in his eyes, he raised his sword and flew towards it.

He failed to cross the tribulation and became a pseudo-tribulation stage. In this life, he might not be able to ascend to immortality again, so he might as well accept this magic dragon and let it be used by him.

By that time, there will be no one in the Canglan Realm to be his opponent.

Violent madness rose in Mo Yuan's eyes, and his thin lips touched up and down, "Go."

The magic dragon roared, flew towards Chen Wankong from behind him, and wrestled with him.

One dragon and one person fought more and more fiercely, the sky was full of strong winds, and everything around them was razed to the ground by their terrifying power.

It's just that the situation quickly reversed. Chen Wankong didn't know what secret method he used to attract the power emitted by the magic dragon. Soon, his face became more and more rosy, and his cultivation base also rose from the early stage of the false crossing to the false crossing. mid term.

On the contrary, the demon dragon not only moved more and more slowly, but also its breath became weaker and weaker. It roared, especially miserable and helpless, then turned its head and burrowed back into Mo Yuan's body.

The hostility around Mo Yuan raged uncontrollably, he bent down with a muffled groan, his terrifying face covered with red lines twisted together in pain.

Although the magic dragon was a part of his body, it was a foreign object, and the pain of getting into his body was no less than splitting him in half alive.

Chen Wankong flew into the air, looked at Mo Yuan and laughed wildly, with complacency in his cloudy triangular eyes.

"Boy, today is your day of death."

After speaking, he slapped them with a palm.

The palm print was like a huge mountain, covering the sky above, and attacked them with a huge momentum.

Su Mei hugged Duan Lang tightly and exclaimed, "My lord..."

It doesn't matter if she dies, but Duan Lang cannot die.

Mo Yuan finally regained his sanity from the rage, glanced at Duan Lang, whose face was as pale as paper, and felt a great pain in his heart.He closed his eyes hard and threw the hair tie out.

A white halo erupted from the hair band, which gradually grew larger, like a piece of cloth, rising above the three of them, protecting them all around.

At the same time, the beads on Duan Lang's chest finally burst into a red halo, and together with the hairband, they blocked all the palm print attacks.

The phantom of the phoenix from last time flew out of it, the golden feathers shone brightly, and the eyes of the phoenix were bright and dark.

It circled in the air, looked up and saw Chen Wankong, and suddenly shot out a blazing white flame from its mouth, burning it towards him.

Chen Wankong was in a daze from the moment he saw the phoenix, and his cloudy eyes were filled with shock. It wasn't until the flames were about to burn his body that he hurriedly sacrificed a magic weapon to resist it.

What he was holding was a feather-shaped high-level spiritual weapon. Normally, it would not be a problem to block the full-strength blow of Transcending Tribulation Period, but now, it was directly burned to pieces by the flames.

After the flame burned the protective magic weapon, it burned towards Chen Wankong again.

Chen Wankong hastily sacrificed his spiritual energy body protection, and retreated quickly, trying to avoid it, but the speed of the flame was faster than him, and it fell directly on his arm.In the blink of an eye, his left hand turned into a scorched dead wood.There was a smell of burnt meat in the air.

Chen Wankong uttered a terrified scream, and fell hard from mid-air to the ground with his arms folded.

After the phoenix sprayed the fire, the figure became transparent to the naked eye, like a layer of mist that could be blown away in one breath.

With a clear cry, it flew to Duan Lang, looked at him lovingly and worriedly, then lowered its head, pecked at the pearl on his chest with its beak, and called out to Su Mei again.

Su Mei's eyes were red, seeing Fenghuang calling at her, her expression was blank.

Mo Yuan's bloodthirsty face was cold and sinister, and his scarlet eyes were so frightening that even his soul trembled.

He raised his eyelids and said coldly, "You want me to feed him the beads?"

The phoenix cried out and nodded.

Duan Lang's chest was already soaked in blood, his always agile phoenix eyes were tightly closed, his lips were pale to pale, and his breathing was so weak that it was almost non-existent.

A cultivator is also a human being, even if he has a heaven-reaching cultivation base, he will die if he is injured by a fairy weapon.Moreover, Mo Yuan was a demon, and the demon energy injected into Duan Lang's body could not heal his wounds at all.

If there is no way to save Duan Lang, he will probably die.

Mo Yuan lowered his eyes to look at Duan Lang, his chest seemed to be stirred by a steel blade, his internal organs were agitated, and a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, overflowing from the corners of his lips.

He wiped off the blood casually, pulled Fengzhu off fiercely, and stuffed it into Duan Lang's mouth.

After the Yin Hong phoenix beads entered Duan Lang's mouth, a surge of spiritual energy instantly filled his body, like a pair of gentle palms constantly repairing the injuries in his body.

His breathing gradually became steady, his face turned from ashen to rosy, and the bone-deep wound on his back, which was cut out by the fairy sword, gradually recovered like a dead tree in spring.

It's just that this state only lasted for a moment. After a moment, Duan Lang's body seemed to be on fire, his whole body began to feel hot, and his face was also flushed red.

As if he was in great pain, he twitched and rolled from Su Mei's arms to the ground, his cold and dusty face twisted together, and he let out broken groans one after another.

The temperature around Mo Yuan suddenly cooled down, he bent down, and hugged Duan Lang into his arms, staring at Phoenix with eyes as scarlet as a beast.

"what happened?"

Fenghuang let out a cry, with worry in his eyes, and after a while, he made a sound slowly.

"He... ate... my... demon pill, and he is going to... become an incarnation..."

It may be that she has not spoken for a long time, her voice sounds extremely hoarse, and her sentences are not coherent.

Mo Yuan's tone was extremely cold, "If you tell lies, I will kill you!"

Fenghuang looked at Duan Lang, "He...is my...son, I...I won't harm him..."

Lang'er was her only child, and she was the last to let go of her concern. She desperately kept her demon pill, just to protect him.

But she is too weak, even after so many years of cultivation, her strength is frighteningly weak.

The red stripes on Mo Yuan's body were swimming like a living thing, he put his arms around Duan Lang, and said in a dark voice: "It's better to be like this."

Su Mei looked at Duan Lang who was in pain and convulsed all over, and asked anxiously: "Is there any way to relieve it, Duan Lang looks so uncomfortable?"

Fenghuang shook his head, with a distressed tone, "His cultivation level...is not enough...to eat my...demon pill, to forcefully incarnate...he will be burned... ... the pain of ...

There's no way to ease the..."

At this time, Duan Lang suddenly uttered an extremely shrill scream, veins popped out on his neck, and his whole body was stretched to the extreme.

Fenghuang said urgently: "Let...let go...he..."

As soon as she finished speaking, a layer of golden flame suddenly appeared on Duan Lang's body, enveloping him.