Invincible Powers Chapter 1138: Take a break

  Mo Yan didn't dare speak up in the end.

  Staying behind the last to leave, King Welling, before entering the glorious corridor, took a deep look at him with meaningful eyes, and then flashed into it.

  That look made Mo Yan dare not look directly, and lowered his head in shame.

  Because Mo Yan knew well that although King Wei Ling persuaded him not to follow him in, it was for his own good, but deep in King Wei Ling's heart, there might still be a glimmer of expectation.

  Looking forward to him, he bravely entered the forbidden area where the elders of the Blood Demon clan lived, and carried out a dangerous fight.

  But when he sacrificed the dragon-slaying platform in Yu Yuan and saw the terrifying power of the dragon-slaying platform, a seed of fear was planted in his heart.

  For Yu Yuan, he no longer has the slightest confidence, and he doesn't even have the courage to face Yu Yuan.

  He chose to stay and chose not to take risks in the forbidden place of the Blood Demons, he was afraid that Yu Yuan would quietly kill him.

  He knew that Yu Yuan would have revenge, and he knew that what he did in many places in the Cracked Islands, in the land of fear, had already angered Yu Yuan.

  Chichi!

  Gara's thousand-foot demon corpse, because of the hidden blood energy was drawn away, in the galaxy of hundreds of kinds of heterogeneous and chaotic abilities, it seemed to be melting, and embarked on the road of being wiped out.

  Mo Yan sighed, feeling that his luck was really bad.

  Not only did he get nothing, but after being swallowed by the demon corpse, part of his magic energy was wasted, which made his combat power not only not improved, but reduced a lot.

   Feeling unlucky, he just needs to leave as soon as possible, and tell the other strong people in the Demon Palace what happened here.

  Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.

  The annihilation of Jia Luo's corpse was suddenly stopped under the influence of a strange energy.

  In the hollow chest of the demon corpse, a bright light the size of a grain of rice shone from small to large.

  After ten breaths, the bright light the size of a grain of rice shone, and turned into a long strip of dragon-slaying platform again, as if stuck in the glorious corridor, making the corridor open.

   "Yu Yuan!"

  Looking at the person who suddenly appeared with a serious and heavy expression, Mo Yan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

  "You and I have a deep hatred like the sea. If I don't kill you or eradicate you, I won't be happy."

  Yu Yuan, who went back and forth, forcibly restrained the scene he saw earlier in his mind, not to think more, and his spiritual consciousness gradually condensed and concentrated, and the mighty spiritual power and flesh and blood essence Kneading with the soul power, it flows through the arm bones and tendons to the scabbard in the hand.

  The scabbard of the Sword of the Sky was released instantly, tearing the world with a sharp feeling.

  "Because I hunted the evil spirit cauldron, you have targeted me several times, both openly and secretly, attacking the Yu family in Dark Moon City, and even entrapped Yuan Lianyao, and plotted to kill me again in the land of fear."

  A series of crimson sword lights, like continuous rainbow lightning,

  Shot at Mo Yan from all angles.

  After comprehending the ingenuity of "Tiantian Nine Slashes", he used "Meteor Moon Slash" again, and Mo Yan couldn't stand it at all. The Gala Demon Knife that can change gravity is so powerful in a galaxy without a real earth. Much smaller.

   Soon, Mo Yan was overwhelmed by the crimson sword light.

   "Great Yin Soul Art!"

  Soul thoughts changed slightly, and Yu Yuan imagined Mo Yan's soul entwined by thousands of soul threads in his small sea of ​​knowledge world.

  Mo Yan's expression was dull.

  His Yangshen soul can be clearly felt, as if being submerged in a sea of ​​souls and bound by strands of silk-like soul rays.

  The next moment, his carefully constructed body of the Yang God, including his soul, was given to Ling Chi by the crimson sword light, split into thousands of broken lights, and crushed again.

  A rain of light fell to the dark sea of ​​stars below.

  Mo Yan lost his soul.

  The body that he stayed in Haoyu Tiandi fell directly from the Yangshen Realm to the Soul Wandering Realm at this moment.

  Unless his father can re-condense the heavenly soul for him with the means of penetrating heaven and earth, his path of cultivation will stop here forever.

  Heavenly Soul is gone, his Taoism and realm will continue to decline.

  "Sure enough, you are not worthy to be my opponent."

  Seeing Mo Yan's Yang God and soul disappearing into the Milky Way like a rain of light, Yu Yuan didn't feel much joy in his heart, but was unusually calm.

  His path of practice in this life, although he has gone through bumps and setbacks, has always been a steady upward movement.

  Looking back now, Mo Yan is at most a small slope. As he said before, he stepped on it with a little force, and the small **** was flattened.

  Mo Yan was instantly forgotten by him, and he could no longer arouse his mood.

  His brows frowned little by little, and he turned his gaze back to the long dragon-slaying platform stuck in the gorgeous corridor.

  In? Still not going in?

  ……

  Exotic.

  Dark red sky and earth, vast land, dotted with huge lakes and streams.

  In lakes and streams, there is thick, colorful blood.

  Blood water of different colors means that the source of the blood water comes from different life races...

  Chi!

  In the sky, violent lightning flashed, and blood-red phantoms roared, flying out of those huge blood lakes.

  Among the broken peaks, there stands a majestic Titan giant spirit, which is like an ancient god, with a shocking aura.

  Many old men in scarlet academic robes knelt around the Titan, holding a beating heart in both hands, as if they were offering sacrifices to the most pure blood energy one by one. Injected into the chest cavity of the giant spirit.

  There is an empty space in the chest, floating

  There was a blood-stained flat stone ground, and a group of people stood on this stone ground.

  Chen Qinghuang, Tan Junshan, King Wei Ling, Yu Spider, Ancient God of Golden Elephant, and Yu Yiyi and many visitors from the Demon Palace and Demon Palace looked at this dark red foreign land with serious expressions.

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  The ground under their feet, the blood-stained place, hides the power of time and space.

  There is a gray-white groove, and the dragon-slaying platform that is stuck can be vaguely seen. They can see the dragon-slaying platform with the naked eye, but it feels like it is separated by a lot of space.

  They came out of the gray-white groove one after another.

  Yu Yuan was the first to come, but after the last King Wei Ling appeared from the gray-white groove, Yu Yuan, who was the first to show up, took advantage of King Wei Ling being shocked by this world, hey With a sound, it flew into it again.

  Yu Yuan instantly returned to the starry sky where Jia Luo's corpse was located.

  As for them, Yu Zhu, who was pulled here and tried to leave like Yu Yuan, was also blocked by a layer of blood, unable to get close to the dragon-slaying platform that seemed to be close at hand.

  "The ancestral land of the blood demon clan." Tan Junshan licked the corner of his mouth, with a bitter expression on his face, "I didn't expect that the third forbidden land is here. Hey, it's a lot of fun now."

   "It's actually here."

  The Golden Elephant Ancient God looked around for a while, his face sank like water, and he sighed.

  He took a glance, and he knew that there were blood demon clansmen in all directions. In the **** lakes, in the streams and rivers, in mountains and rivers, and deep in the earth, there were blood demon clansmen hiding.

  There are at most seven elders of the blood demon clan with ninth-level bloodlines, and two of them have at least ten thousand years of life expectancy.

  The elder of the blood demon clan who has lived for 10,000 years, with a bloodline of level nine, means that compared with him, he is not inferior in the slightest.

  There are countless Blood Demon clansmen with eighth and seventh-level bloodlines, and they can be said to have broken into the nest of the Blood Demon clan.

  "Yu Yuan, that guy slipped away really fast." Tan Junshan was a little annoyed, "Run away without saying hello."

  After finishing speaking, he looked at Yu Spider and the Sha Mo Ding, and said angrily, "At least, I'll take you with me too, shall I bring this treasure that is about to transform into a divine weapon?"

   "Escape?" Yu Zhu's emerald green eyes flashed a fierce monster light, "He won't!"

   "No?" Tan Junshan twitched the corner of his mouth, "I know he will kill that little **** Mo Yan when he goes back, but he is the first to come here, so he can see clearly the situation before him. I guess , he also saw...the one."

  Tan Junshan took a deep breath, and looked at the empty figure in the titan's chest, a lone floating figure.

  That is Grek in his youthful form with a strong and upright attitude and a bright smile.

  The resurrection ceremony here has obviously been successful, and Greg has also come alive here.

  ……