The blood fog blocking the sky turned into a river and came to Yang Yiyun. At the moment, Yang was really afraid.

Because it's useless for mo'o to have strong strength. He's just a blood fog. No matter how powerful the attack is, it's just a blood fog. He can't cause any threat, which makes Yang Yiyun very depressed.

How can such a battle continue?

On the other hand, mo'o's blood mist magic Qi can cause damage to him. If Yang Yiyun is not afraid of pure magic Qi, he can refine it by heaven and earth's creation. However, mo'o's blood mist strangeness is a kind of evil evil magic skill. Different from magic Qi, if Yang Yiyun sticks to his body, he can't take the risk of refining it.

In the face of MoO's long river of blood and fog, Yang Yiyun knows that he is not good at his opponent. Even if he goes away with his sword, he can only draw water with the big stick, which has little effect.

Do you really want to run like a stray bird says?

I can't do that. I can only run, but Yang always feels that running is very frustrating.

Thinking of this, his heart is horizontal. No matter what, he wants to fight hard. Besides, he doesn't believe that moo, a demon with three heads and six arms, has no weakness?

In the final analysis, if it is not Xiandi, he will have the strength of the first World War.

"Red clothes"

Give an order to Hongyi. Hongyi rushes directly to moo in the next moment. Although Hongyi may not be able to cause damage to magic Qi, it can affect moo.

On the contrary, red is the body of the second saint. His mo'o's skill of transforming blood demons may not hurt red, and mo'o does not dare to touch red.

Thinking about this, Yang Yiyun's heart was ignited.

"Fa Xiang ~"

The next moment, Yang Yiyun turned into a hundred meter tall body of Dharma.

When the heart moves again, the East emperor's bell emerges again, and the golden runes form a defense between the circulation. No matter what, the East emperor's bell is the power of pure Yang, which is good to restrain the blood fog of mo'o.

Then Yang Yiyun said again:

"The gate of Youdu -- now."

There is no light behind, forming two kinds of gray and black air currents. A huge portal appears in rotation. He still doesn't know what inner planting is, but he remembers that the gate of Youdu can swallow everything and enter into the extreme Yin.

"Law aura"

In the roar, Yang Yiyun's huge Dharma prime minister's golden body is in operation. His fist the size of a millstone is raised, and the energy between heaven and earth is gathered, and the heaven and earth's momentum is invisibly blessed.

"Give me a break"

"Boom..."

The huge fist smashed into moo's blood fog river. The momentum was formed in all directions of the world within a radius of 1000 meters. The power of the law aura converged on his fist and suddenly fell.

The deafening roar resounded through the space of the cave.

When Yang Yiyun's fist fell on the Moao blood fog River, the 100 meter long huge river also became turbulent.

In the face of Yang Yiyun's huge Dharma fist, the surging momentum began to collapse

This scene made Yang Yiyun happy.

It turns out that you underestimated your strength. When you think of what the six eared macaque said to him, you have the will to fight in the face of the enemy. Then the will to fight will be your momentum and become part of your strength. The higher your fighting awareness, the stronger your power.

Now I think that's right.

At this moment, when he used his whole body strength and hit it with both fists, mo'o, the blood fog River, was not in collapse.

On the other side, the red clothes attack or disturb the enemy. In the face of mo'o in the hidden blood fog evil Qi, the red clothes rush straight in.

"Boom"

After the depression, the evil spirit dissipates, and the figure in red appears in the same place, but mo'o disappears. Indeed, as the magic bird said, facing mo'o, who incarnates blood fog evil spirit, the strong power may not be able to play a role,.

It's obvious that the red dress hit like it hit a ball of air.

Although it didn't hurt mo'ao, the impact was definitely there, because Yang Yiyun felt the blood fog and the river sent out some turbulence.

For the first time, Yang Yiyun roared again: "chop ~"

The Dragon slaughtering sword and Panlong sword suddenly fell on the Xuewu river. Yang Yiyun moved his two fists and pushed forward with a roar. The 100 meter long Xuewu river was completely destroyed by him.

Under the power of heaven and earth, these blood mists didn't touch him, and even if he touched him, he was protected by the East emperor's bell and the Dharma Prime Minister of Youdu, but he was not afraid.In a twinkling of an eye, it's interesting that we can't see mo'o's figure. The blood mist turned from the devil is nowhere to be found, which makes Yang Yiyun frown.

If it goes on like this, he will be led by moo's nose, very passive.

But the breath can't be sensed or captured by moo. It's not the way to go on like this.

At the next moment, Yang Yiyun runs the divine consciousness. Yuan Shen in the sea of consciousness opens his eyes and looks at the past in a straight line, but he still doesn't see the trace of moo.

However, just as he was looking for it, the magic of a red iceberg appeared in the realization. At the first time, Yang Yiyun used his divine sense to go away, and immediately entered a group of magic.

The next second, Yang Yiyun was very happy. After his divine consciousness condensed into a straight line, Yuan Shen saw mo'o in a blood fog.

"How can you hide now?"

Yang Yiyun cursed in his heart.

His divine sense is not an ordinary immortal sense. I don't know how much higher it is than the immortal sense. As long as his divine sense condenses into a line and stares at it, it is tantamount to positioning him and leaving a positioning on him.

In this way, no matter how much moo jumps, what he can't escape is the pursuit of divine consciousness

After the successful positioning of divine sense, there was a surprise that moo didn't seem to find anything unusual and had been targeted by his divine sense.

Of course, Yang Yiyun knows that it's one thing to watch mo'o, and it's another thing to win.

At this time, I found that moo's whereabouts were strange. It was like a blink. A mass of blood fog was floating. If he didn't have strong divine sense, ordinary immortal sense would never have seen him.

Just like the calculation of God, devil and bird, moo's practice of transforming blood into demons has become a little successful. He can turn his body into a blood mist, or even an air current. Who can see an air current?

When it flows, there is no trace at all.

I only heard the voice of MoO floating and said: "Ga ga ga... Boy, you are really a little interesting. You can dissolve the blood river of this block. Your magical power also shows the power of the highest Yang and the highest strength. You are still a person with the rule of Qi field. You really make me happy!

But... It's not enough to fight with you. I have to say that the power of Zhiyang and Zhigang will have an impact on your mana. But, ha ha, your cultivation is too weak. If you become the Immortal King, maybe you still have some ability to have an impact on you. But now you can't see this ability enough. Show it by any means.

Ha ha, next, we should be careful. We don't want to kill you. It's boring to die

Still with incomparable play cruel laughter, it makes Yang Yiyun hate teeth itch.

Then he heard moo roar: "turning blood into sea, the field of Blood Sea - now ~"

The next second, Yang Yiyun only felt that the sky and the earth were dark, and the air was rolling in all directions, and countless red evil Qi appeared out of thin air.

What changed Yang Yiyun's face was that mo'o, who was staring at him in his mind, disappeared. He thought that he had locked him down, but at this moment, the blood fog became countless, and he lost his goal.

Moreover, the world around him also changed dramatically. In the blink of an eye, he was in a sea of blood

It's no longer a world of frozen crystals. The sky is very dark. There is a sea of blood at his feet. He floats in the endless sea of blood.

Is this a magic environment?

Yang Yiyun's heart sank.

At this time, moo's voice rang out again: "ha ha, boy, you should feel honored to let us show the sea of blood. A little fairy gentleman let us show the sea of blood, and you can be proud of yourself. Of course, although you are immortal, you are no different from ordinary immortal in our eyes. It's just a title, and that's all, Ha ha ha... Now... I can let you know that I'm good. "

When moo's words fall, Yang Yiyun only hears a gloomy sound: "the sea of blood turns the sky"

The next moment, the sea of blood surged up.