Nine suns stepping on the sky

Swah——

Zijin Sword Shadow cut down!

"what!"

With a scream in his mouth, the old man with a goatee showed horror, and panic appeared in the depths of his eyes. Before the sword fell, he felt a sense of imminent destruction in his mind!

"Block! Block! Let the old man block!"

He looked crazy, and threw out the talismans one after another with both hands. After leaving his hands, they burned automatically, turning into layers of protective power, covering them inside.

Each of these talismans is extremely precious, he has accumulated little by little over the years, but now he spills them out recklessly.

As long as you can save your life, the rest is not important.

Because of death, everything becomes empty!

The next moment, the sword shadow fell.

puff--

puff--

puff--

Amidst the successive muffled sounds, the protective power of layers of talismans was broken one after another, and the sword shadow was slashing down, but there was no pause.

These talismans alone can't stop it!

The goatee old man's face was bloodless, and his eyes were filled with pain, but at the critical moment of life and death, he did not dare to hesitate.

hum-

A layer of bloody cassock suddenly appeared outside his body, and countless runes written in blood on the cassock broke away by themselves, whistling and circling in nothingness.

Zijin Sword Shadow slashed down on it!

bang——

The cassock runes trembled violently, one by one crumbling and shattering, and within a few breaths, they were completely destroyed.But after all, it lost the last destructive aura of Zijin Jianying that obliterated everything, which greatly reduced its power.

With a howl of blood, the old man with the goatee staggered back, and the blood stained his robe red.

Mo Yu couldn't help frowning slightly, but his figure didn't stop at all, he stomped heavily, and the figure roared out.

"and many more!"

The old man with the goatee opened his mouth hastily, his bluff fingers had already grasped his neck, and it could be easily crushed with just a little force.Once the body is destroyed, only the soul is left, and it is not to be slaughtered.

As for some soul-burning desperate methods, it's not that he doesn't know how, but he doesn't dare and doesn't want to use them.When the soul is ignited, it will really disappear, and even the chance of reincarnation will be lost.

Swallowing with difficulty, he said in a trembling voice: "The villain has eyes but no eyes, offending the majesty of fellow daoist! If fellow daoist can spare me from dying, the villain is willing to surrender, and will be willing to be driven for the rest of his life!"

Mo Yu's brows stretched out, and his fingers relaxed a little, "Really?"

The goatee old man was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "The villain is so courageous, he would never dare to lie to fellow daoist, so I will let go of my heart and let fellow daoist set the mark of prohibition, and I will never resist!"

While speaking, he really dissipated all his resistance, and bowed his head slightly in a very respectful manner, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a flash of strangeness.

"Okay." Mo Yu didn't seem to notice, suddenly raised his hand, and pointed at the center of his eyebrows. The black light emerged and turned into a rune, twisted and recorded like a living thing, and then disappeared into the flesh and blood.

After finishing this, he let go of his hand and took a step back.

The awe on the goatee old man's face suddenly became strange, and the corners of his mouth curled up to show his pride, "Hahahaha! Boy, even if you are tyrannical, you can't escape the old man's schemes! Dare to use the brand of prohibition on me, I really don't know how to live!"

He raised his hand and pointed forward abruptly, "The mirror is like a mirror, the moon is in the water, the yin and yang are reversed!"

Between Mo Yu's eyebrows, a rune suddenly appeared. Its appearance was impressively what he had left between the eyebrows of the old man with the goatee.

But at this moment, he suddenly let out a heavy cold snort.

The rune between the eyebrows trembled violently, as if it had been impacted by some irresistible force, it collapsed and dissipated immediately.

The goatee old man's eyes widened suddenly, like a dying frog, but soon his body trembled, he knelt down with a "plop", and wailed mournfully.

In his soul, a cloud of cold power burst out suddenly, sharp and domineering, as if pulling his consciousness bit by bit and crushing it, but it didn't hurt the soul itself at all.

Because of this, the old man with the goatee was really afraid, because if Mo Yu wanted to, he could torture him like this until he "had his best", and then easily crushed him to death.

It wasn't that he was too careless, it was that he never expected that a monk who looked young in front of him would have such a means to make things develop to such an extent.

"Ah! Master, please forgive me, I was wrong!"

"I don't dare anymore, I beg the master to give me another chance!"

"Master, please forgive me!"

The old man with the goatee rolled and begged for mercy, the pain of his consciousness being crushed bit by bit, like a red-hot iron, penetrated deeply into his soul, making him really wish he could die.

But at this moment, he has lost the right to decide life and death.

Mo Yu was expressionless, watching him wailing in pain indifferently, the emotion in his eyes did not fluctuate at all.

After half an hour, he snorted coldly, stopped punishing, and said slowly, "Do you still dare?"

Instantly freed from Avici Hell, the goatee old man's mind went blank for a moment, and Mo Yu's voice easily penetrated into the deepest part of his soul, leaving a deep trace there, which could never be erased.

At the same time, all his consciousness was awakened, his body trembled violently, and there was a strong fear in his weak eyes, "No...don't dare again..."

"Don't pretend, the punishment just now will only make you suffer the pain of tearing your consciousness, and will not really hurt you. But remember, you only have this chance, so there is a next time, I promise you will be there In tenfold pain, the soul dissipates."

With a "swish", a layer of cold sweat broke out from the goatee old man's body, dripping drop by drop along the corner of his already soaked robe.But this person didn't dare to wipe it off, knelt down and said: "Slave makes money, see master."

"Get up."

"Yes."

He climbed up respectfully, stepped back carefully, looked at Mo Yu's back, with a complicated expression on his face and a burst of bitterness in his mouth.

This evil star is clever in tactics, and his heart is as cold as ice, coupled with his meticulous thoughts, it may be extremely difficult to get rid of his clutches in the future.

But his old man will never admit defeat, once he has the chance, he will run away immediately!

hum!

So what about the soul restriction, when he breaks through to the Divine Sovereign Realm, he will naturally have a way to undo it!

Um?How do I know that I will be able to break through to the Divine Sovereign Realm soon and break free from control?

The old man with the strange name frowned. Fortunately, he had already adapted to his foresight, and soon he stopped thinking about it. He just gritted his teeth in his heart, "Wait, boy! When the old man becomes a god, I will definitely let you If you can't live, you can't die!"

Mo Yu's expression was calm, there was Jie Sha Slaying Heaven Bow, or Ragnarok, who was once in the eternal life sequence, guarding the soul space, and the old thing behind him tried to play tricks with him, so he was asking for trouble.

As for whether Xingcai really surrendered, he didn't care at all, as long as he had enough tyrannical means, he wouldn't be afraid that he could turn the world upside down.

Looking coldly around, Mo Yu didn't pause at all, and said in a low voice, "Let's go!"

Swah——

With a flash of inspiration, his figure flew out whistling.

Xingcai hurriedly followed, but couldn't help turning his head, looking at Bai Jinluanjia, crying in his heart, my beauty, goodbye!