Nine suns stepping on the sky

Sima Lingxiang suddenly quieted down. It was his last attempt to compromise, and since it was useless, he understood that today's incident would definitely not save his soul.

If it were him, he would do the same.

But even if he understands this, the hatred for Mo Yu in his heart will not decrease in the slightest. Destroying part of his soul is equivalent to cutting off his path of cultivation and advancement.

This hatred is unbearable!

Mo Yu's eyes suddenly shrank, and a dangerous aura burst out, completely enveloping him.

not good!

This person also has desperate means.

In the Yellow Spring, black flames gushed out from Sima Lingxiang's soul. This fire was icy cold and burning represented destruction.

The fire of burial!

The existence of the gods, with the source of the gods as the guide, ignites the soul, and uses the complete self-destruction in exchange for the terrifying power that erupts in an instant.And once it is used, the damage to oneself will be much more serious than the destruction of the soul, but Sima Lingxiang is willing!

Even if he pays more, Mo Yu will share his soul with him and be buried with him.

Smiling grinningly, he pointed out that his own consciousness quickly fell into darkness.

The pretty face of the queen ant suddenly turned pale, and as soon as her figure moved, she was about to block Mo Yu, but at this moment there was a figure that was faster than her.

In the fluctuation of the forbidden formation, the figure of Jian Ce appeared, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he held the sword in his hand, slashing down brazenly.

At the same time, the vast and boundless aura of swordsmanship completely erupted from his body, and all of it was integrated into this sword.

It's impossible to describe the horror of this sword, and even can't see its trajectory clearly, it seems that a ray of light pierces the darkness, and directly collides with Sima Lingxiang's finger.

One is the dying backlash of the burning soul of a god general.

One is the most brilliant sword in the life of the peerless sword repairer.

The two absolute destructive attribute forces collided, but strangely did not make a sound, and dispersed while canceling each other out.

A smile appeared on the corner of Jian Ce's mouth, he could have not made a move this time, but if it was true, he would never forgive himself.

But fortunately, all his grievances have been avenged.

The wild holy sect must perish!

The extremely bright eyes dimmed rapidly at this moment, and finally the last touch of divine light dissipated, and there was no more breath.This sword cut out not only all of his cultivation, but also his soul and vitality.It was also because of this that Sima Lingxiang fought back with all his might.

A gust of wind blew past, and Jian Ce's body turned into flying ash, completely dissipating between the heaven and the earth.

Mo Yu's face was serious. He thought that his life could be saved this time, but he didn't expect that it would end up like this in the end.

The horror of the god general is really unimaginable. Even at the end of his battle, he can still launch such a terrible method.

Inhaling slightly, he suppressed his heavy heart, his consciousness entered the soul space, and his heart sank.

The black blood baleful energy outside the Jie Sha Killing Sky Bow dissipated, and it was like a dead thing without any breath. No matter how you called, there was no response... Fortunately, due to the connection between them, Mo Yu could sense Jie Sha, Killing With the existence of the sky, they seem to have fallen into a deep sleep.

But this connection has become extremely weak, and it seems to be disconnected at any time.

The ant's back showed seriousness, "What's wrong?"

"I need soul power!"

Mo Yu spoke directly.

"Okay!" Without further words, the figure of the queen ant disappeared immediately.

Soon, there was a miserable howl, and her figure returned, holding a soul in her hand, which was the dead wood cliff of the wild holy sect.The False God Realm powerhouse, in the face of the true god-level ant queen, had no power to resist at all, and was slaughtered at will.

Now he is full of horror, wailing: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Mo Yu was unmoved, "Crushed."

Qianqianyu pointed slightly harder, and with a muffled "poof", Kumuya's soul shattered like a balloon and turned into countless pieces of soul fragments.

In the soul space, Jie Sha Killing Sky Bow felt the breath of the soul. Driven by instinct, it trembled slightly, gushing out a trace of weak devouring power, pulling pieces of soul fragments, slowly sinking into Mo Yu's body, and finally being absorbed by it .

This process was very slow, but Mo Yu could clearly feel that his connection with Jiesha and Killian had gradually stabilized, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, although he fell into a deep sleep, he would eventually wake up.

Xun Zhao, Xun Liang, and Xiao Ao stopped in the distance, their faces were all pale, and there was still blood on the corners of their mouths, which were injured by the aftermath of the spreading force when the black spear collided with Sima Lingxiang.

At this moment, his eyes were full of shocks.

The terrifying avatar of the god general was killed...

This result was something they never dared to imagine before!

But soon, this shock turned into ecstasy!

Qin Lao, Jin Yuan, the first demon emperor and other three races of virtual gods flew over one after another, with deep awe in their eyes.

After this battle, the status of the number one powerhouse in the Mo language plane is well deserved!

After a long while, after Jiesha Killing Heaven Bow absorbed all the soul power, his eyes slowly opened, dim and weak, and he cupped his hands and said, "It's a good thing that Mo Mou didn't disgrace his life."

Qin Lao paused for a moment, bowed his hands first, and bowed deeply, "Thank you, Lord Mo Yu, for saving the billions of lives in my plane!"

Everyone followed, "Thank you, my lord!"

The tone was low, and the rolling sound waves swayed in the air, revealing sincerity!

The queen ant quietly walked to his side, restraining all her lazy charm, her eyes were full of concern.

But in her heart, there was a bit of pride that couldn't be suppressed.

In the False God Realm, beheading a god general, even if it is just a clone, in the heavens and worlds, who can do this?Her partner is worthy of the talent of the sky, and her future achievements will surely be limitless!

……

After the war came to an end, Mo Yu's prestige resounded throughout the entire plane, and he was respected by hundreds of millions of creatures from the four major ethnic groups.

The title of Mo Zun spread like wildfire, and he was regarded as the guardian of the plane.

Divine Origin Secret Realm.

In the secret training room, Mo Yu sat cross-legged. After half a month of training, his power loss has fully recovered.It's just a head of long hair, still showing a gray color, even after refining the green wood fire, after such a terrifying life sacrifice, it will take a long time to return to its original state.And this is already an extremely heaven-defying method, for the rest of the people, it would be even more difficult to restore their vitality!

Suddenly, his eyes slowly opened, and the divine light shot into the void in front of him in a flash, and it slowly dissipated after a long while.

He was silent for a while, but a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although the battle with Situ Lingxiang was dangerous, he also gained great benefits. For example, his own cultivation base has been greatly improved during the tempering of life and death, and his cognition and mastery of power has also reached a higher level .

Without pausing for too long, he got up and flicked his sleeves, and the closed stone door opened immediately, and strode out.

Soon, the news of Mo Yu's exit spread like wings.

Just half an hour later, Qin Lao and Qin Gu, representing the ancient lineage, came hand in hand with the Dragon Clan Jin Yuan.

"Congratulations to Mo Zun for leaving the customs!"

The three walked quickly into the hall, bowing and saluting at the same time, with respectful voices.

With his current status, he is already qualified enough to receive such a great gift.

Xiao Ao smiled all over his face, and was extremely satisfied with the current status of the human race.

With a flick of his sleeve, Mo Yu directly pulled the three of them up, and said with a smile, "Master Qin and Uncle Qin don't want to see outsiders like this, and fellow Daoists Jin Yuan don't need to be polite, please sit down."

He glanced at it, without further delay, and with a slight movement of his mind, a figure walked out of his body, his breath was weak and his face turned pale, it was the Qing Zun.

"The battle with the avatar of the god general lost some of Qingzun's strength, please don't take it for granted. If there is a chance in the future, I will naturally make up for it."

Qin Lao and Qin Gu were overjoyed. They were still worried and didn't know how to mention this matter. After all, with Mo Yu's current cultivation and reputation, even if Qing Zun were to be forgotten intentionally, the ancient lineage would be helpless.

At that time, the sacred artifact of the ethnic group, Qing Cang Ding, will be destroyed, which will definitely shake the foundation of the ethnic group.

Seeing that he was released safely, he was overjoyed. As for the lost power, there will be a way to restore it in the future.

Qingzun's face was complicated, he used the method of fusion to enter Mo Yu's body, his consciousness fell into silence, but he could vaguely feel everything outside.

Mo Yu fought with the clone of the god general, and he saw it very clearly from the beginning to the end.

He actually killed Sima Lingxiang's clone in the end, even if it was just a clone, it still represented the power of a true general.

Slightly inhaling to suppress his thoughts, he cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist Mo Yu, you are too serious. I am obliged to do my best in this battle. How dare I take credit for it?"

Cultivation determines status.

Even though he is an artifact of the ancient lineage, after witnessing Mo Yu's strength, he still has to give enough respect, which is why Qin Gu knows Mo Yu's heart and will still respectfully pay homage.

This is the awe that should be given to the strong.

Mo Yu smiled slightly, "The avatar of the god general is stronger than I expected. During several fights, he almost survived the death. One of them, he had to rely on the treasure that Miss Qin Qing'er had given to resist. Sima Lingxiang's attack, this matter is also in my heart."

"Qing'er?" Qin Gu looked puzzled.

Old Qin's face suddenly became a little paler, and he hurriedly said: "Dare to ask my lord, what kind of treasure did Qing'er girl give you?"

Mo Yu felt that something was wrong, turned his hands over, and directly took out the jade pendant from the storage ring. Now it has been broken into several pieces, the color is gray and white, covered with countless small cracks.

"Stand-in spirit pendant! It really is a substitute spirit pendant!" Old Qin murmured, with bitterness in his eyes.

"What is a substitute Lingpei?"

Mo Yu spoke in a deep voice, and the powerful coercion could not help but burst out, making the atmosphere in the hall suddenly condense.

Qing Zun shook his head and said anxiously: "It's too late to delay, take us to the place where Qing'er girl lives, maybe there's still time."

Mo Yu's heart sank, but he resisted not saying any more, and flew out as soon as his figure moved.

Qin Zun and others hurriedly followed.

Soon, the group arrived outside the quiet courtyard.

Before he had time to scruple, he tore apart the barrier outside the courtyard with a flick of his sleeve, and Mo Yu's figure entered it first.

In the room, Qin Qing'er was as angry as a gossamer, and on the ground in front of the futon, a pool of dried dark red blood was extremely dazzling.

At this moment, his heart twitched violently, but he managed not to disturb him.

Qing Zun put his finger on her shoulder, his face quickly revealed a look of embarrassment, he shook his head slightly and did not speak.

Qin Gu rushed to her side, looking at the only daughter, his eyes turned red quickly.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Yu's voice was cold, "Who can tell me what happened?"