Nine suns stepping on the sky

A startled rainbow whizzed over, intersected with the air, and made a loud "rumbling".

"Damn! I'm actually on the edge, too far away from Huashenchi, and I can't make it there."

"Hurry up, hurry up, the body of the ancient god must not be allowed to be taken away by other monks!"

At this moment, his expression changed suddenly, and when he looked up suddenly, he saw several monks flying towards him in panic.

Abruptly, the figures of these people stopped suddenly, as if being grabbed by an invisible big hand, they whizzed back and retracted.

You can clearly see the panic and despair on their faces.

"wrong!"

The person stepped on his feet and stopped forcibly, hesitation flashed in his eyes, he turned and flew into the distance.

But now, it's too late!

The terrifying swallowing power swept over him, enveloping him completely, and forcibly suppressed him!

……

"Hold on, you must not be swallowed, or you and I will all die!"

Under a bamboo umbrella, seven monks sat cross-legged, each occupying a corner, corresponding to an umbrella bone.

Physical cultivation, without any reservations, exploded crazily at this moment, pouring everything into the umbrella.

A layer of light blue light sprinkled from the bamboo umbrella, protecting the seven people under the umbrella.

Fighting against, from the distant sky, the horror of the huge pool devoured.

click-

With a soft sound, a crack appeared on the umbrella surface.

The faces of the seven people under the umbrella turned pale at the same time, showing despair.

The next moment, the bamboo umbrella exploded, and the seven monks were all sucked away in the blink of an eye!

……

"Escape!"

"Never be sucked into the God Transformation Pond, otherwise with my cultivation base, if I can't last for a while, I will die!"

Ao Jiangxue's face was pale, and the ball on top of his head spewed out white flames, enveloping his body, making his speed soar countless.

Constantly moving forward frantically, barely maintaining it, not being wrapped by the devouring power behind him.

But as time passed, despair gradually appeared in his eyes.

There is no end to this space, and there is no exit to leave.

Where can he escape?

It has always been like this, and when can it last?

……

The monk surnamed Jin sat cross-legged, with five diamond-shaped crystals arranged outside his body, emitting bright white light, covering his figure inside.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, showing endless indifference.

"here we go."

Soon, the calm white light trembled violently, and the terrifying engulfing power completely enveloped him.

"Fellow daoists, please!" the monk surnamed Jin shouted.

Five figures suddenly appeared from the white light, surrounded him, and started to swim quickly.

Work together to resist, this devouring power!

……

pain!

It was as if every inch of flesh and blood on his body had to be exploded from within.

The tumbling blood mist is still there, continuously merging into the body.

It's just that this kind of integration has the meaning of domineering and occupying, and it cannot be refused!

Once the monk's consciousness loses its balance, the power of integration will explode completely.

In the end, he will become a part of this blood mist just like the monks around him.

Therefore, Mo Yu is struggling to persevere.

"what!"

A scream came from not far away. A third-step cultivator, with his eyes wide open, exploded in endless panic and despair.

A drop of blood stained Mo Yu's face, which was slightly warm and slightly fishy.

It evaporated in a blink of an eye.

"Hahahaha! Come on, integrate as much as you want, as long as I can maintain my independent consciousness, you will have no chance to devour me!"

"In the end, this seat will achieve the body of an ancient god that is hard to find in eternity!"

On the ancient chariot, the burly figure looked up to the sky and laughed, and the sound was rolling, without any fear.

Yes, just endless self-confidence!

The blazing golden light set him off like a god living in the sun.

Absorb all the blood mist that gets close to him.

On top of its head, the huge canopy quickly became solid.

At this moment, completely condensed.

The burly figure suddenly looked up, showing excitement and anticipation.

Thunder Robe, Wind Wings, Emperor Crown, Canopy.

He has gathered all four!

The conditions for becoming the body of an ancient god should have been met.

But what happened next was completely beyond everyone's expectations.

Around the ancient chariot, the space in the huge pool suddenly collapsed, like a big mouth that opened.

"No! It shouldn't be like this, I have met the conditions, I should be rewarded, not destroyed!"

Roaring in fright, the burly figure stomped heavily, and the golden light emanating from the ancient chariot suddenly surged crazily.

However, there is no objection to this.

The collapsed space swallowed him and the ancient chariot in one go.

Immediately, it was back to normal.

It seems that this person did not appear here at all.

Mo Yu felt a chill in his heart, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.

Unable to bear it, the pain brought by the power integrated into the body will explode and die, becoming a part of the blood mist.

But even if it can support it, once the Thunder Robe, Wind Wing, Emperor Crown, and Canopy gather together, they will still die!

It is impossible to advance or retreat... Perhaps, this is what ordinary people say is a deadly situation!

"Ah! I want to leave here, I want to leave here!" A monk was stimulated, screamed and rushed out, raised his hand and pressed heavily into the giant pool.

boom--

Terrifying power erupted from the giant pool, swept out, and crushed him to pieces!

Mo Yu frowned even tighter.

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and he looked up suddenly, and saw a phantom of a canopy above his head, slowly emerging at this moment.

If it was before, he might be extremely happy, but at this moment, he can only feel the endless coldness.

Once the canopy is completely condensed, what awaits him will inevitably be the same fate as the ancient chariot monk!

How to do?

How to do?

Mo Yu's thoughts turned wildly, looking at the canopy above his head, which became more and more solid, and the lines of his face became more and more stern.

Suddenly, like a flash of lightning across the sea of ​​fog, he was confused and tore open a gap.

Perhaps, this is useful...

Before he even had time to think, a flash of inspiration flashed in his backhand, and a jade box appeared in his palm.

On the surface of the jade box, there is a phantom of the oven of heaven and earth, looming.

At this moment, with a little force, the jade box was directly crushed, and a rusty nail suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Its surface is mottled and dark red, like fresh blood, solidified.

It just appeared at this moment, and before Mo Yu could urge it to move, there was a monstrous evil, which broke out loudly.

It's like meeting an endless enemy!

Mo Yu's eyes lit up, and before he had time to consider the terrifying consequences of touching this thing, he grabbed the rusty nail in his hand and stabbed it hard at his chest!

puff--

Blood splattered.

A stabbing pain that penetrated deep into his soul made him almost think that his soul would be torn apart.

But at the same time, there was a scream of pain that rang directly next to his ears. Amidst the fury, there was an unconcealable fear.

"Sealing Nails!"

The thunder robe on Mo Yu's body instantly twisted, and all the thunder patterns dissipated, revealing the true face under the appearance.

Impressively, the bloody coat formed by a layer of viscous blood plasma was struggling violently like a living thing.

But being nailed to Mo Yu's body, he could only let out a sharp howl.

!!