The Burial of the Fantasy City

Mo Yu understood what the Black Emperor meant, he smiled slightly, then turned his head, and his gaze returned to the Ten Colorful Glazed Tiger.

“Ink boy…”

The Black Emperor thought that Mo Yu did not understand the meaning of its actions, and shouted softly in a low voice in anxiety.

Just….

Before he finished speaking, the colorful glazed tiger lying prone in the center of the bamboo forest slowly stood up.

Seeing this, the Black Emperor’s breath froze, knowing that there was no point in even saying any more. The Tiger King had discovered them, and the situation had reached the point of no return.

In fact.

The Ten Colored Glazed Tiger did not notice Mo Yu and the Black Emperor at this moment, but the moment they stepped into the ‘Snow Bamboo Forest’, the divine soul sensed them. After all, the invisible qi on Mo Yu’s body was too strong, and he didn’t make any move to cover his breath.

“Young man, why don’t you listen to it? Leaving is your best bet.”

The colorful glazed tiger standing up has changed from a raised ‘hill’ to a raised ‘mountain’. It looked down at the small white dot not far away that had wantonly released its vast aura from the beginning, and the invisible coercion that belonged to the ninefold peak of Zangzang was shrouded in ink rain.

From the words of the Ten Colored Glazed Tiger, it was not difficult to hear that the small action that the Black Emperor had made to Mo Yu just now, it was all ‘seen’ in his eyes.

“Why leave?”

Mo Yu asked rhetorically.

“Even if I make that choice, I believe you won’t let me leave the ‘Snow Mountain Spirit Valley’, right?”

“If you hadn’t entered the ‘Snow Bamboo Forest’ to disturb my sleep, even if you killed all my subordinates in the Sixfold ‘Zigu’, I wouldn’t bother to get out of here and think about you. After all, sooner or later, they will become the sacrifices of many “Ten Thousand Worlds” players in the territory of the Yellow River Novice Village to climb the snowy mountains and enter the true cultivation area of the Fantasy Continent. To die or not to die, it is only a matter of time. ”

As he spoke, an unknown surprise appeared in the depths of the Ten Colored Glazed Tiger Tiger’s eyes. It found that Mo Yu faced the divine soul impact of its ninefold peak as if nothing had happened, as if it had not attacked Mo Yu with its divine soul.

“Well, you got here. Those who are not level 10 (Hidden Realm) will die if they step into the ‘Snow Bamboo Forest’! The rules set by the Ten Thousand Worlds are also my rules.”

“How are you level 19? The desolate beasts in the advanced cultivation area are all rumored to be a level 12 existence in the ‘Snow Mountain Spirit Valley’.”

The Black Emperor, who had been watching, finally couldn’t help but ask this question. In the sixth ‘Zigu’, if Mo Yu is no match for the tiger demons, it can fight to sleep for 100,000 years and cast a taboo secret method to take Mo Yu out. But in the face of the Ten Colored Glazed Tiger King, who was at the peak of the Nine Heavens, the Black Emperor did not think that there was an opportunity to cast a forbidden secret method. As long as it moves a little, the Ten Colored Glazed Tiger King will definitely deal a fatal blow to it.

The Black Emperor felt that the reason why he fell into the current death was entirely because he passed the wrong information to Mo Yu. If it hadn’t been for the mistaken belief that the Ten Colored Glazed Tiger was a level 12 existence, it wouldn’t have let Mo Yu come here. With Mo Yu’s qualification of ‘Burial Heaven Realm’, as long as he patiently practiced for a period of time, even if the Ten Colored Glazed Tiger King was level 19, he would not be his enemy.

It was it that killed Mo Yu and made a young emperor fall on the road to becoming an emperor.

The Black Emperor’s heart was filled with boundless remorse and guilt for Mo Yu.

“Tiger King? Hehe, isn’t the king of the ‘tiger head monster’ clan in the sixth ‘Zigu’ exactly level 12? ”

In the face of the Black Emperor’s inquiry, the Ten Colored Glazed Tiger said so.

A flash flashed in the eyes of the Black Emperor Dog, and the level 12 tiger king in the mouth of many desolate beasts in the advanced cultivation area was the king of the sixth sub-valley of the ‘Snow Mountain Spirit Valley’, not the ten-colored glazed tiger at the end of the Spirit Valley.

This tiger king, not the other tiger king!

Because he is also the king of the desolate beasts of the tiger class, the desolate beasts are confused!

“It’s been too long since I’ve seen a creature set foot in the ‘Snow Bamboo Forest’, and I’ve talked so much to you two.”

A trace of astonishment appeared on the majestic face of the Ten Colored Glazed Tiger.

“I’m sleepy again”

Then the Tiger King yawned.

“It’s time to continue sleeping”

It means that Mo Yu and the Black Emperor should die.

Really.

As the words fell, the Ten Colored Glazed Tiger casually raised its right tiger claw and swung it towards the location where Mo Yu and the Black Emperor were.

The falling tiger claw seemed to be very slow, but the qi machine revealed on it firmly locked Mo Yu.

The already huge tiger claw gradually grew larger in the process of hitting Mo Yu, until finally it fell straight away like a five-finger mountain.

Ordinary magical power – sunset tiger claw!

There is no one who knows whether Mo Yu knows the Tibetan realm or not, so he treats it slackly. On the contrary, as soon as he strikes, it is an ordinary magical power, and it is not difficult to see that the Ten Colorful Glazed Tiger is unwilling to waste time, regardless of whether the opponent is strong or weak, and strives to kill with one hit.

Bang!

While waving his hand to slap the black emperor beside him into the distance, Mo Yu quickly closed his eyes amid the sound of chanting and praying, and opened his eyes in the mysterious heavenly sound.

Just like when the sixth ‘Zigu’ was held, the moment he opened his eyes, two divine lights, one black and one white, flew out.

When the black and white divine light converged, the mysterious gray world appeared again.

Supreme Divine Power – Instant Eternity!

The gray world between reality and reality is like an invisible sky net, covering the shocking giant claws transformed by the magical ‘Sunset Tiger Claw’!

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PS: Today’s third should be after twelve, big rest early, get up tomorrow to see.