"Junior, you surprised me. ”

The man had a cold face, his cold and arrogant eyes seemed to have no focus, his dark eyes were full of calm, and his black but somewhat blue-blue hair was scattered around his neck, emitting a faint blue light, making him surrounded by a cold breath.

"Oh?" The man stretched out his hand to block Mo Chen's shoulder, but Mo Chen still raised his leg and wanted to walk forward as if he didn't feel it, his eyes were completely dull.

"Are you unconscious?" the man said with a gloomy voice, "Being able to block my casual blow with the cultivation of the peak of the Wandering Soul Realm is enough to make you proud." It's a pity ......"

He turned around and looked at the huge door in front of him, his cold gaze showing an interested look.

"I see...... I see...... Yin Yang Xuanlong Sect ...... Sure enough, the overlords of the ancient times were not so simple, how could such a huge force be destroyed in a short period of time?

This Everlasting Realm powerhouse seemed to have some important information about the Divine Bell, even better than Demon Yuan'er.

It's just that he doesn't seem to know how to open the door like this.

The people of Mochen happened to get his wish this time.

The man looked at Ink Dust again, stretched out his finger, and the long sword that was still burning red flames suddenly levitated, and aimed the tip of the sword at Ink Dust's chest.

At this time, Mo Chen had been bound by the man's demon yuan, standing godlessly, his arms lowered, and his thoughts were completely gone.

"In that case, there is no need to keep you. Pity...... Pity...... If you don't meet me, I'm afraid that in the future, you will also break through the world of the Eternal Realm. ”

The man smiled hypocritically, and these implicit sarcastic sympathies were like sprinkling a handful of salt on the wounds of the victims.

He harnessed his sword and stabbed at the ink dust little by little.

"Zila, zila. ”

Before the long sword touched the ink dust, the high temperature on the sword peak directly burned the ink dust's robe.

"Ding......

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and the long sword suddenly stopped in the air, unable to advance an inch.

"Huh?" the man's expression moved slightly, a little surprised.

He reached out and probed forward, only to find that it was a Heavenly Dao Pill in the inner pocket of Mo Chen's clothes.

"This is?" he put the pill in the palm of his hand, and found that there seemed to be clouds and mist surrounding it, and the textures of the heavenly path were engraved around the pill, making it look simple and with a lot of divinity.

"Is the space-type Heavenly Dao Pill the most common, but you can see what is inside?"

There are not too many good things like the Heavenly Dao Pill Pill, no matter what realm it is, for monks.

The man's discovery of this Heavenly Dao Pill this time made him feel very good, and he immediately ignored the seriously injured and unconscious Mo Chen, closed his eyes directly, and separated part of his divine consciousness into the Heavenly Dao Pill pill.

"There are no sun, moon and stars, and the flow of time is slower than the outside world, not bad...... Huh, what is this?"

The man seemed to have noticed something, frowning slightly, then stretching out, and then his whole face tensed.

Gradually, he began to cry out loudly, and even the pores on his skin began to bleed blood!

"No! please...... Please...... Leave me alone......"

The man's voice suddenly became hoarse, his eyes closed, his expression extremely painful, and his words were almost pleading.

"Please let me go, I will pass on all the magic weapons I have collected and all the exercises I have learned to this young man, as long as you don't kill me...... Please...... Beg...... Ah!!!h

In the end, his words became more and more urgent, and the whole person seemed to see some extremely terrifying existence.

"No !!"

He opened his eyes suddenly, and his whole eye turned red.

He was waving his hands, he was struggling, and he was even twitching violently.

A trace of blood-red light shone out of the texture of his skin, with an extremely thick bloody aura.

He was like a fireball about to explode, his whole body was bulging, and his flesh was torn apart piece by piece.

His pleas didn't work, and his resistance was meaningless.

Only a few breaths later, there was a loud thud.

The man's entire body erupted with a dazzling red light, which exploded directly from the inside, turning into a rain of blood in the sky, bursting out in all directions, and even the immortal soul dissipated in an instant......

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A long strip of plantain leaves, covered with ink dust.

The bark of this plantain tree is very rough, like pieces of fish scales, and the long branches and leaves stretch out in all directions, and the leaves are like a small fan, forming an umbrella-shaped canopy, which blocks the eyes of the spicy people for the ink dust.

In the distance.

The sound of waves crashing against rocks and sand is endless.

Almost like a white line, the waves rushed from afar, slammed against the shore with a rhythmic splashing sound, and then burst into foam and disappeared between the sand and stones.

A row of sprays followed suit......

Ink dust lay under the banana tree, a thick milky white mist enveloping him.

These milky white mist, so deep, so thick, like a flowing slurry, as if accompanied by majestic vitality, were repairing the injuries in the ink dust body at an astonishing speed.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and I don't know how long it has been.

One morning, the sun shines through the veins of the leaves, bringing a vibrant verdant green.

Mochen slowly woke up, looking at everything around him in confusion.

"Where is this?"

With this question in mind, he first probed his own body.

The bones and meridians that had been shattered had all been restored, and the wounds on the surface that had been slashed by the sword had been completely healed.

He's back to peak form.

Even......

Even a little stronger than before......?

Mochen was a little confused.

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The frontier of the barren continent in the open sea.

There are many trees in the rolling sea of trees, mountains and forests.

There are mountains and mountains on both sides, and the situation is even more dangerous.

Where the sun shines, light and dark.

On the top of the mountain, the vegetation is luxuriant, and a large shadow covers a large area of the ground, as if the mountain is about to press on the head of a person, and only a majestic giant mountain that pierces the sky appears in the distance on the right side, like a dragon dragon head, proud of the sky.

The team of the Qingxu Sect carried a large number of packages of salute grains and slowly drove towards the direction where the Emperor's secret realm was located.

"Uncle, thanks to your help these days, otherwise ......" Yong Yiyi's long hair hung down her shoulders, her clothes were fluttering, and she was still wearing an all-red shirt, with sword-shaped hairpins on her temples.

She hugged her fist towards Mo Hong, and sincerely thanked the other party for her action.

Mo Hong smiled: "Why do you say this, when you helped Chen'er, I will ensure that your Qingxu Sect's team is safe and sound this time, why are you so polite." ”