"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. I'm not from the higher plane, I'm just a little native."

Seeing that Cao and Xiong misunderstood their origin, Mo Qingyun shook his head with a faint smile and explained briefly.

After expressing his position, Mo Qingyun looked at Qianyueguan and explained: "The head of Qianyueguan family, this person is handed over to me to deal with. You go and deal with others."

Qianyueguan's injuries have not healed, and his combat power cannot be exerted 70%, which cannot pose a threat to Cao and Hun.

Let him join in, the effect is not great. It is better to let him deal with others, at least with realm suppression.

"good!"

Hearing Mo Qingyun's explanation, Qianyueguan immediately nodded and dealt with Wu Ziheng's subordinates.

After explaining to Qianyueguan, Mo Qingyun turned to look at Qianyue Tenghai and said in a deep voice: "Senior, with your current state, you cannot engage in fierce frontal battles. You can help me later."

"Then I'll have a hard time!"

Hearing Mo Qingyun’s explanation, Qianyue Tenghai Remnant Spirit responded and sighed: “I didn’t expect that such a genius appeared in the Heavenly Soul Demon Clan. I really don’t know how much luck you have accumulated.”

Qianyue Tenghai Sea sighed inwardly, and he stopped hesitating and immediately focused.

"Boy, since you are ignorant of your praise, I have to destroy you."

Seeing that Mo Qingyun was unwilling to cooperate, Cao Xiong's face darkened and released a strong murderous intent.

He didn't think that Mo Qingyun was telling the truth, but he just felt that Mo Qingyun wanted to reject him with this.

After saying a cold word, Cao Xiong pinched his hands and sacrificed a small blood sword.

This blood-colored small sword was sacrificed and exuded a terrifying aura, as if even the heaven and earth could be cut off.

Seeing such a scene, Mo Qingyun's expression tightened and he immediately became alert.

The strength of the man in front of him was even more terrifying than he thought.

"A group of humble ants, let you see the difference between you and higher races now."

After sacrificing the blood sword, Cao Xiong sneered and controlled the blood sword to blast at Mo Qingyun and the others.

Under the control of Cao Xiong, the blood-colored sword immediately spawned a series of sword shadows, blocking the retreat of Mo Qingyun and the others.

"What a powerful sword technique, it is even stronger than Zhan Lie's Nine Heavenly Demon God-Slaying Sword Formation."

Looking at the bloody sword shadow approaching at a very fast speed, Mo Qingyun's expression was shocked and he became even more afraid of Cao and Xiong.

While Mo Qingyun was shocked, he did not dare to hesitate at all and immediately sacrificed eighty-one knives.

Eighty-one ancient swords were sacrificed, and a sword formation was formed to resist the bombardment of the blood-colored sword shadows.

clang clang clang...

The ancient sword collided with the bloody sword shadow, and immediately produced a force storm, making crisp sounds.

At the same time, the blood-colored sword shadow's offensive was blocked by the ancient sword.

"Some ability!"

Seeing his blow being blocked, Cao Xiong showed a surprised expression and said contemptuously: "Although your sword formation is powerful, the grade of these 81 ancient swords is still too low. They can't stop me."

The blood sword is like a rainbow, breaking the world!

Cao Xiong bit his index finger and forced out a drop of blood in the birth. He then pinched his hands and pointed at the blood-colored sword.

The essence and blood of the natal body flew out of the fingers and merged into the blood-colored small sword, rapidly increasing the power of the blood-colored small sword.

Suddenly, the momentum emitted by the blood-colored sword immediately increased by several times.

The derived sword shadows also became the same as the substance, bombarding eighty-one ancient swords frantically.

Dangdangdangdang...

Under the bombardment of the bloody sword shadow, the light on the eighty-one ancient swords immediately became much dimmed.

According to this trend, it may not take long before eighty-one ancient swords will turn into scrap iron.

Seeing the ancient swords being destroyed one after another, Mo Qingyun frowned and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The grade of the eighty-one ancient swords is indeed too weak and can no longer be used to fight head-on with people."

Mo Qingyun sighed, and he waved his arm and took back the eighty-one ancient swords.

"After solving the problem of the Qianhuan Clan, we have to find a suitable time to temper the eighty-one ancient swords."

After putting away the eighty-one ancient swords, Mo Qingyun made a silent plan in his heart, but did not intend to abandon them.

As the eighty-one swords were taken back, the bloody sword shadows rushed towards Mo Qingyun and the others frantically.

"My little friend, be careful!"

Seeing the blood-colored ancient sword attacking, Qianyue Tenghai's remnant spirit trembled and hurriedly reminded Mo Qingyun.

After Qianyue Tenghai's remnant spirit finished his words, he stopped hesitating and immediately punched the blood-colored sword shadows.

Dragon Teng Yunshe Fist!

Qianyue Tenghai Remnant Spirits punched out, and the holy power immediately gathered on his fist and turned into an ice-blue dragon shadow.

The dragon shadow fist light was formed, and it faced the blood-colored sword shadows, blocking the blood-colored sword shadow's attack.

Kakka...

But not long after, cracks began to appear on the ice-blue dragon shadow fist, just like an ice sculpture cracked.

Bang!

After a while, the dragon shadow fist light collapsed and turned into a mass of holy power again.

Seeing this scene, Qianyue Tenghai's remnant spirit was shocked and said with an incredible expression: "How...how is it possible? He is just entering the late stage of the Holy Realm. Why is his combat power so powerful? Even if the Holy Realm is Great Perfect, it is just like this."

When Qianyue Tenghai was shocked, Mo Qingyun frowned, faintly discovered something wrong, and said in his mind: "In the battle, the purity and degree of condensation of the holy power he operated were several levels higher than the residual spirit of Qianyue Tenghai. From this point of view, the practice techniques on the higher planes are much better than those of the Wild Continent."

After understanding the reason, Mo Qingyun stopped hesitating and joined the battle circle again.

With the state of thousands of moons flying into the sea and the unsustainable frontal battle, Mo Qingyun must share the burden for him.

Demon Star-Splitting Palm!

Mo Qingyun's figure flashed and came to the remains of Qianyue Tenghai. He decisively blasted out his palm.

The crazy and wild power of creation gathered in his palms and turned into a black giant palm in a blink of an eye.

Mo Qingyun flipped his hand and the black giant palm hit the blood-colored sword shadows like a giant shield.

Bang bang bang bang...

Under the fierce impact, sounds immediately came from the black giant palm.

At the same time as the sound came out, the blood-colored sword shadows hitting the black giant palm also disintegrated one after another.

After a while, Cao and Xiong tried their best to crack it again by Mo Qingyun.

Seeing his full-strength attack being dissolved by Mo Qingyun again, Cao Xiong's face darkened and said, "Boy, I underestimated your combat power, but the battle is over here."

After Cao Xiong's words fell, he pinched out a handprint and activated the Qianyue Mansion Protective Formation.

Seeing Cao Xiong's actions, Qian Yueguan and others all looked tense and their faces turned pale.

"No, Wu Ziheng activates the Dharma Protector Array. Our situation is not good!"

"The attack power of the Great Protective Formation is comparable to that of the late-stage Holy Realm powerhouses, and this is a catastrophe for us."

"Wu Ziheng, you despicable boy, have the ability to fight us head-on."

...

Seeing the formation of the protective palace being activated, Qianyueguan panicked and kept cursing at Cao and Xiong.

When Qianyueguan and others shouted angrily, Mo Qingyun frowned slightly and quickly said to Qianyueguan and others: "Everyone retreat with me immediately. I will take you to a safe place to avoid the bombardment of the Qianyue Mansion Formation."

After Mo Qingyun's words fell, he used all his strength to keep taking action to resist the bombardment of the formation.

After hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Qianyueguan and others did not dare to hesitate and immediately followed Mo Qingyun to leave the ancestral tomb.

"I want to escape? Can you escape?"

Seeing that Mo Qingyun and others were about to retreat, Cao Xiong smiled coldly and chased Mo Qingyun and others.

Looking at Cao Xiong's pursuit, Mo Qingyun's expression tense and felt an unprecedented crisis.

Even in the ancestral tomb of the Witchcraft lineage, he did not feel so dangerous when facing Zique and others.

There is no way, he was the one who controlled the formation in the ancestral tomb of the Witchcraft lineage.

But the current situation has been completely reversed, so how could his situation be better?

"No, if this continues, they will not be able to leave."

Seeing the situation of Mo Qingyun and others, Qianyue Tenghai Remnant Spirit's expression tightened and a strong sense of worry arose.

Then, Qianyue Tenghai Canling Ling gritted her teeth and made a difficult decision, saying, "My friend, I am here to cut off your back. You will immediately take everyone to retreat. The future of my Qianyue Mansion will be entrusted to you."

When the thousand moons of the sea are left, it no longer hesitates and immediately burns its power of the remaining spirit.

Then, the momentum emitted by Qianyue Tenghai Sea surged rapidly.

After a while, the strength of the Thousand Moon Tenghai Remnant Spirits soared to the Great Perfection of the Holy Realm.
To be continued...