Kendo Venom

Chapter 2415 Realm of God, Moyuan also has it

Mo Zhen walked straight past Ximen Changfeng, and then left those indifferent-looking city lords of Moyuan sub-city behind, and immediately chased after Su Xuan, with a strange smile on his face.

Finally reunited with Su Xuan again, at this moment Mo Zhen turned his head and glanced at those people, and said in a low voice: "Master of the White House, there is a high probability that they came here to target you, so be careful later."

"As long as I pass the hurdle in front of me, no matter who comes, there is nothing they can do to me."

Mo Zhen showed surprise on his face, looking at the otherworldly holy court masters lined up in front, he seemed to understand for a while, and he couldn't help laughing and saying:
"Good guy, is this the legendary, all living beings are equal?"

Su Xuan was startled, and even the Saintess of Wanlong next to him looked at him with slight doubts.

Mo Zhen scratched his head hastily, and explained with a dry smile, "It's a name we chose at random. Anyway, you see whoever enters it, you have to stand there. Isn't it just a formation of equality for all beings?"

"..."

Su Xuan wanted to laugh but couldn't, but he felt that Mo Zhen's words made sense, so he was speechless for a while.

The Wanlong Saintess asked unhurriedly: "Can you see that there is a Dao formation in front of you?"

"Just guessing..." Mo Zhen said awkwardly.

Seeing the sincerity on Mo Zhen's face, the Holy Maiden of Wanlong dismissed a certain thought, and then she looked away, Su Xuan said through voice transmission: "Let's go there first, and the next thing, take one step at a time."

Su Xuan nodded, and then made a habitual movement towards Mo Zhen beside him, the latter understood immediately, followed Su Xuan with a smile and took a step forward——

Just after passing this hurdle and walking into this space, Su Xuan obviously felt his shoulders sinking suddenly, as if being pressed hard by a pair of invisible giant hands, but he couldn't see anything under the perception of his spiritual sense .

Su Xuan looked to the left and right. Although Mo Zhen was still grinning, it was obvious that one shoulder was raised and the other was lowered, which should also be affected.

Looking at the Saintess of Wanlong again, she didn't seem to be suppressed by this invisible force, her face remained unchanged, and she could even observe everywhere and study the formation structure nearby.

Su Xuan suddenly became suspicious: "Could it be that the power of this invisible formation can only be limited to monks below the realm of true gods?"

Being looked at by him for a long time with the eyes of looking at monsters, Rao Wanlong Shengnv was indifferent, so she couldn't help being a little embarrassed at this time.

She withdrew her gaze from looking around, and asked puzzledly, "Why are you staring at me like this?"

"Senior, don't you feel that there is a suppressive force around here?" Su Xuan still looked at her intently, and asked truthfully.

The Holy Maiden of Wanlong finally understood Su Xuan's mind, and explained with a smile: "There is no so-called suppression, it's just a resentment, and this resentment is very deep, the more it hates, the more it suppresses. more powerful."

Su Xuan raised his forehead and sighed.

Then I must have been lying on my gun this trip. When I looked at the pictures on the stone wall before, I already made it clear.

In the part of my lost memory, if I really... once almost killed this Supreme God, then its resentment should be wishing for its own death now, and it may even be ready to attack right now. own up.

Not to mention the so-called suppression at the moment, it is estimated that it is just to keep myself honest and not to move casually.

As a result, Su Xuan's face was not ugly for more than three breaths, and he heard the Wanlong Saintess beside him say confidently: "You don't have to worry, the power in my hand is enough to protect you, let alone just a wisp of remnant soul, even if it was alive , and may not be able to hurt you from my hands."

"Just explore boldly, I have everything here."

Hearing this sentence, several people showed different expressions at the same time.

First Mo Zhen, with an ambiguous expression on his face at the moment, looked at Su Xuan and the Holy Maiden Wanlong repeatedly, and then muttered in a low voice:
"The Lord of the White House really has a lot of roads and peach blossoms. This is almost one after another. In just two or three years, there are already...two, three, three!"

As for the people in the Holy Court outside the world, they almost wanted to fall headfirst.

If I knew it would be like this, why did I join forces to kill the dying ancestor?

In that case, wouldn't it be possible to easily get the remnant soul in the sarcophagus with the ancestor who still has a small amount of power in the Realm of the True God?
It's a pity that regret is useless, it's too late.

Su Xuan obeyed the words of the Ten Thousand Dragons Sacred Court, and after the words fell, he tried to take another step forward.

Although in an instant, Wanjun was oppressed by gravity, but at this moment, the saintess Wanlong beside her also let out a breath, and enveloped herself lightly.

Then, there is no sense of oppression anymore.

Su Xuan started to take another step, and he was about to reach the sarcophagus, but he didn't encounter any danger or trouble.

In the back, watching him step by step, the master of the world's holy court was full of hatred and anger, and his face was extremely livid for a while, as if he had swallowed a deadly poison, which was extremely ugly.

Mo Zhenle clapped his hands straight, and said with a smile: "Master of the White House, move that thing back later, and then let's go?"

Behind, Ximen Changfeng and Mo Yuan's people looked at each other.

The deputy city lord of Moyuan, who was also indifferent, slowly hugged the natal sword from behind.

He looked at the front and said, "It's just the realm of the true gods, it's as if Mo Yuan doesn't exist."

There was a strange look in Ximen Changfeng's eyes. He looked at this old man who had always acted like a master, and he didn't understand why.

Several Moyuan masters beside him became excited: "Master Deputy City Master, are you going to fuse your soul with the Divine Sword of Life here?"

Although he didn't understand, Ximen Changfeng could guess that this so-called soul fusion was most likely a means of forcibly raising his realm.

Originally, the deputy city lord of Moyuan, who had white beard and hair, already possessed a half-step true god's powerful realm. If he combined the power of the natal sword, he might also hit the true god's realm in a short time.

In that way, with his power to suppress, Mo Yuan's people, including himself, can explore the space ahead as easily as Su Xuan did.

Ximen Changfeng was looking forward to it immediately, even looking forward to Su Xuan's fight with Mo Yuan's people.

It is best that the more tragic the better, when they fight with each other, they can take advantage of the chaos and snatch the sarcophagus.

Then that wisp of remnant soul is his own!
Ximen Changfeng thought perfectly, and even planned several complete escape routes in his mind. At this moment, almost everything is ready, and only Dongfeng owes it.

boom……

The natal sword, which has never been easily unsheathed, was now under the control of the soul of Deputy City Master Mo Yuan, it was rare to get out of the heavy scabbard, and then floated in mid-air, emitting bursts of palpitating divine power.

The next moment, Deputy City Master Mo Yuan opened his mouth and directly swallowed the natal sword——

Looking at this scene, Ximen Changfeng felt his heart twitch.

After swallowing the divine sword of natal life, deputy city lord Mo Yuan recited the Soul Melting Art, and it only took an instant to complete the soul melting he said.

So, when he turned around again, everyone could easily feel that the aura emanating from the deputy city lord was different...

(End of this chapter)