Mo Jingqiang held his breath and was a little surprised to see the three of them actually coming, but it didn't stop him from lying directly on the snow.
Feeling tired, sore and sleepy, he would lie down for a while.
The next step is left to the three of them.
The middle-aged man noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere, narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
"Of course..."
Yu Qiu prolonged his voice and raised the corners of his lips in an evil arc, "Kill your person."
As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man couldn't help but sneered, "Three Yuanzun-level people are just here, but they still want to kill me, who is at the Tianzun-level cultivation level. It's simply wishful thinking!"
He said in a deep voice: "It seems that you and this boy are all in the same group. I will kindly send you all to hell to get together today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man burst out with power belonging to the Tianzun realm, and an unstoppable force of wind suddenly spread and swept around.
'boom--'
The surrounding snow-capped mountains began to collapse, and flying snow rolled down.
Mo Jing was still lying on the snow, not even opening his eyes. The falling snow and rocks hit him, but he encountered a barrier formation protecting him.
The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze fell on Zhongli Wuyuan for a moment, feeling vaguely wary. He immediately jumped up, stepped on the void, held a semi-artifact sword in his hand, and immediately struck with the sword!
Bang!
The sword wind accompanied by the fire element swept up in an instant and rushed towards the three of them.
Zhongli Wuyuan mobilized the spiritual power in his Dantian and formed a barrier formation. There was a soft "buzz" sound, and the fiery red sword wind hit the barrier.
The middle-aged man's eyes changed slightly, he was a magician!
He used the spiritual power in his body again and attacked the three of them at close range.
Countless ice picks instantly appeared in the right palm of the woman in green clothes. When she raised her hand, countless ice picks flowed and floated, chilling her to the bone.
She raised her palm and blasted out.
The middle-aged man frowned and raised his sword to block it.
At this moment, the evil man in a big red robe casually threw the iron fan in his hand towards him. The iron fan instantly transformed into countless phantoms in mid-air, densely packed, attacking the middle-aged man like an army descending.
man.
The middle-aged man's face was tense, and when he was about to gather his spiritual power to crush the attack with a palm——
Zhongli Wuyuan suddenly appeared behind him, followed by a huge seal, which contained terrifying magical power.
Attacked from both sides, the middle-aged man felt anxious.
He blocked Yu Qiu and Nangong Qingqing's attacks with one hand, and blocked the huge seal with the other.
His body seemed to be continuously squeezed by two forces.
Yu Qiu, Nangong Qingqing, and Zhongli Wuyuan looked at each other in the air, and at the same time increased the spiritual power of their attacks, crushing the middle-aged man crazily in an instant.
boom!
The strong wind blew up and was so sharp that it could cut people's skin.
I saw the middle-aged man's eyes were blood red, and the veins on his forehead were popping up one by one. He was standing in mid-air, with his hands wide open, trying to defend himself.
Gradually, his hands were bent little by little.
"Do you know who I am?"
The middle-aged man's face turned red from suppressing it, and he shouted angrily, "I am Elder Yu from Mozhou Island! If you dare to kill me, just wait for the crazy pursuit from Mozhou Island!"
He never expected that although these three people were only at the Yuanzun realm, their combined power could be comparable to the Tianzun realm!
"You're a funny person. You were so arrogant when you wanted to kill us." Yu Qiu smiled sarcastically, "It's a beautiful idea to use your identity to suppress others when you are about to die. Then we will...send you to the west as soon as possible.
Bar!"
As soon as the words fell, the three of them stopped their hands at the same time in a tacit agreement, and then launched another attack with lightning speed.
The power of these three attacks was several times more powerful than the previous one.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
At this time, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard, and the middle-aged man was seen sinking into the snow in an awkward manner. There was a particularly flat bloody hole on his neck, which seemed to have been cut by the sharp blade of an iron fan.
His eyes were wide open, as if in disbelief, blood overflowed from his nose and mouth, and he gradually stopped breathing.
Yu Qiu, Zhong Li Wuyuan, and Nangong Qingqing looked at each other, then descended from the air, and then came to Mo Jing's side.
The three of them lowered their eyes and saw that Mo Jing was lying down with his eyes closed, looking a bit like...a dead person.
"Get up." Yu Qiu lightly kicked his foot.
No response.
When Nangong Qingqing and Zhongli Wuyuan saw this, they looked at each other.
Immediately, Nangong Qingqing looked down at the young man on the snow, and asked seriously: "Brother Jing, can you get up now?"
She wanted to go to Qiongtian College immediately to find Zheng Zheng.
"Let me lie down for a while..." Mo Jing replied weakly, without even opening his eyelids.
Yu Qiu snorted lightly, "Then we'll leave first."
"Saoqiu, leave some elixirs for me..." He had finished eating all the elixirs, and now he was in pain all over his body. As for the separation, he didn't have any feelings now, because the seven of them had been separated countless times in the past three years.
times, each rushing to different locations on Qiongtian Continent.
Mo Jing didn't hear Yu Qiu's reply for a long time, and he didn't even hear the voices of Qingqing Beauty and Zhong Li. He opened his eyes suspiciously.
I saw that these three people were already preparing their weapons and leaving.
"You are not kind!"
Mo Jing looked shocked and quickly sat up. Waves of severe pain suddenly shot through his body, making his face even paler.
Zhongli Wuyuan smiled slightly, "Zheng Zheng is at Qiongtian Academy."
When Mo Jing heard these words, his mind suddenly buzzed.
What does this mean?!
Seeing that the three of them were about to leave with their weapons, Mo Jing stood up abruptly, his face looking ferocious from the pain of the wound.
"hiss……"
Mo Jing ran to them with staggering steps and asked anxiously: "What are you talking about?! How come Ayun... is at Qiongtian College?"
Could it be that Lan and the others have found Ayun's body...
Seeing that he was finally willing to stand up, Yu Qiu directly summoned a huge spirit boat and sent the confused Mo Jing onto the spirit boat.
Nangong Qingqing and Zhongli Wuyuan looked at each other, then took back the flying device, jumped up and flew onto the spirit boat.
"Can you say something?!" Mo Jing asked in confusion, "Have you found Ayun?"
Nangong Qingqing smiled and nodded, "That's right."
Mo Jing's heart suddenly shook, his eyes were slightly red, and the tip of his nose was a little sour. He nodded, and said in a tone that was both lonely and joyful: "Finally, I can finally take Ayun home."
When Yu Qiu heard this, he knew that he had misunderstood. He looked at Mo Jing, the corners of his lips curled up slowly and said:
"Mo Jing."
"You seem to have misunderstood something. Zhengzheng is back alive."
Mo Jing's pupils suddenly dilated. First he was shocked, and then a huge surprise swept over his body and mind. He couldn't help but rush to Yu Qiu.
"You didn't lie to me?!"
Yu Qiu raised his eyebrows and said in a cold tone: "Would I lie to you about Zheng Zheng?"
When Mo Jing heard this, he knew that this was definitely true, and a beautiful smile instantly appeared on his pale handsome face.