This Juzi Ling was made by the ancestors of the Mo family. As long as it practices the secret techniques of the Mo family or uses the methods of the Mo family, it will be controlled by this Juzi Ling. That is, Mo Shu and Mo Ao have broken through the seventh realm, they can be immune to the control of some Juzi Ling.

Mo Ju is a powerful man who is perfect in the sixth realm, and Mo Shu has only broken through the seventh realm shortly after. In addition, she is determined and unintentional, Mo Shu is finally severely injured by Mo Ju's blow.

With a sneer, Mo Ju pointed at the Styx in the distance, which was like a floating ocean in the distance, and shouted: "Defeat the Styx for me."

Mo'o turned his head and looked there. His pupils made of rubies flashed several times, as if he was somewhat concerned about the Styx with a dead breath.

However, Mo Shu was captured by Mo Ju. Mo Ao was afraid of the power of death, and in the end he could only let out an unwilling roar. Countless spiritual talismans on his body suddenly shone brightly, and he jumped up with his huge body, like a mountain, and fell hard towards the Styx around Song Kai.

At the same time, Ling Zhe, who was resting on the edge of the valley, also laughed a long time, with a flash of sword light, infinite spiritual energy flowing like a thousand rivers. After rushing, it condensed into a fire phoenix and aimed at the Styx River to strike across.

Mo Ju also communicated with the crocodile dragon with spiritual consciousness at the first time, and launched an attack with Mo Ao and Lingzhe almost at the same time. For a time, three powerful people from the seventh level joined forces to siege, and the mighty energy almost filled the world. Even the countless mechanical beasts and the underworld warriors in the valley seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure of the three people, and they shattered one by one.

Amid the rumbling sound, Mo Ao, who fell from the sky, first hit the Styx River. When he touched the Styx River, talismans on the surface of Mo Ao's body lit up one after another, and dense lights merged into a force full of destructive aura, surrounding its body and constantly stimulating with the surging death aura of the Styx River.

Mo'ao's strongest attack was such a fall. In just a moment, the River Styx, which had already spread nearly ten thousand feet, quickly contracted to a range of only a hundred feet.

At this time, the attacks of Lingzhe and the crocodile dragon had arrived one after another. First, the sword light that was extinct with thousands of psychic energy swept across, and the attack of the Styx, which was already shaking by Mo'o's fall, became thinner.

The crocodile dragon's tail swing attack was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The crocodile tail covered with spikes swept across, and finally completely defeated the River Styx, which was already close to its limit.

In an instant, the surging power of the Nether Death was qi-dispersed, and almost 99% of the hundreds of thousands of puppets hidden in it were annihilated at the first time. Only Wanyan Di Qing, Long Wu and a figure that had just appeared were preserved.

The River of Styx was broken, and Song Kai, who had originally hidden inside, was forced to reveal it. Fortunately, he had already cultivated to the realm of Yang Soul, and under the impact of such terrifying power, he still survived with his secret technique.

However, the River Styx was defeated by the three of them, and Song Kai's biggest protective method had been disintegrated. Wanyan Disi and others lost the blessing of the River Styx, and their combat power was reduced by half. Even if they joined forces, it would be impossible to resist the joint efforts of the three masters and seven realms.

Seeing that he was about to die under the siege of the three seven realms, a roar suddenly broke out in everyone's ears, and the sound was like thunder, revealing endless thoughts, and almost instantly suppressed everyone's mind. Even the mechanical puppets such as the crocodile dragon and Mo Ao were also involuntarily staggered in place, unable to move at all.

Among everyone, Song Kai, who was not affected by the pressure, raised his head and looked at the three familiar figures in a turbulent state.

In the air, Yao Ruoyu, wearing a purple gold battle robe, had a cold eyes, and was full of murderous intent, almost burning out the world.

Xu Xuanrong beside him looked calm and had no expression, but Wu Xue was so excited that she was already full of tears.

Seeing Song Kai, who was only in his heart and soul, Yao Ruoyu's eyes were a little angry. He was about to land with the two women, but his eyes suddenly sternly. He waved his hand and moved the two women and Song Kai thousands of feet away. Then he twisted his body without hesitation and punched it. The black and white lights merged and turned into a sword and hit a punch quietly from the void.

The fists and swords collided, and the world suddenly became distorted. Fortunately, a divine thought emerged out of thin air, suppressing the fluctuation.

"End? Origin?"

At the moment of the fight, Zhuge Zheng, who noticed Yao Ruoyu's foundation, changed my eyes. The strength that was about to burst out suddenly changed and turned into endless soft power, tangled like a snake.

Yao Ruoyu narrowed his eyes slightly, shook his wrists gently, and transformed into thousands of sword lights, accurately facing each true qi snake wrapped around it. It was as vivid and ethereal as a living thing, entangled with the snake, and did not give him a chance to get close.

Since Yao Ruoyu debuted, combat has been characterized by strong attacks. There are few such skillful moves, so Zhuge Zheng was also stunned.

However, he had already realized that Yao Ruoyu had two heavenly ways, and quickly woke up and murmured: "Spirit, soul, illusion, art, light, drive the five great ways in the blink of an eye, which is worthy of being the origin of heavenly ways."

"This person really has the origin and ends the two great ways of heaven?"

Zhao Xing's figure appeared from the void, and looked at Yao Ruoyu with a gloomy face.

Looking at the two imperial artifacts that were faintly visible behind the other party, Yao Ruoyu raised his eyebrows and sneered: "It's useless to rely on external objects to falsely attain the Eight Realm!"

Zhao Xing glared at him and shouted: "Bold literary thief, today we will join forces and we will not surrender!"

"Three people?" Yao Ruoyu glanced at Fusu who had finally appeared, and smiled softly and said sarcastically, "Trump."

Looking at Yao Ruoyu, Fusu frowned. It was obvious that he had realized that Yao Ruoyu was not his father at this moment.

Seeing him suspicious, Yao Ruoyu smiled and said slowly: "Good son, why don't you come over and kowtow when you see dad?"

"You?" Fusu didn't understand what he said, and immediately became frightened and furious, and said with a whistle, "What's wrong with your father?"

"Guess?" Yao Ruoyu blinked and smiled wickedly.

"Die for me!" Hearing the death of the First Emperor, Fusu ran away almost instantly, and the majestic way of life burst out from his body, instantly turning into thousands of wooden blades and slashing up.

Yao Ruoyu bounced out a sword light, and it diverged in the air, like countless shadows passing through, colliding with countless wooden blades.

Boom! Fusu sacrificed a giant tripod, and his whole body was filled with spiritual energy as turbulent as a tide. The great way of life quickly merged with his own realm, blessing the spiritual energy in front of him became more violent, and through the isolation of the end and origin, it faintly shook Yao Ruoyu's blood and energy.

Clang! Zhao Ying held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and the domineering Holy Emperor dragon energy spread throughout the world almost instantly. Then his body flashed and rushed to Yao Ruoyu like a ghost. He attacked with a sword, and the blade pointed directly at Yao Ruoyu's waist and abdomen.

He glanced at Zhao's move with a slanted eye. Yao Ruoyu blocked Fusu's attack with his right hand, but his elbow suddenly sank, pressing on the sword edge of the Xuanyuan Sword. Before the domineering sword force exploded, destroying, killing, chaos, and evil, etc. emerged one after another, instantly disintegrating the sword force, and was pressed into the void together with the Xuanyuan Sword.

Unexpectedly, Yao Ruoyu had just suppressed the Xuanyuan Sword, and Zhao suddenly rushed out of a vast Holy Emperor dragon energy in his body, fusing with the previous dragon energy. His power surged for a moment, and it actually shook open his elbow, and then the sword tip turned around and made a hole on his waist.

Suddenly injured, Yao Ruoyu narrowed his eyes and didn't make a sound. After knocking back Fusu with one punch, he suddenly turned around. The sword-do divine thoughts swept across the world, carrying countless spiritual energy, gathered at the tip of the fist and punched out.

Zhao was about to swing his sword to block it, but a chill suddenly rose in his heart. Before he could think about it, the Human Emperor Seal and Xuanyuan Sword burst out with endless divine light at the same time. The Holy Emperor Dragon Qi evolved into the shape of the Emperor Dragon, and he sang around his body and bit it out.

The shape of the emperor dragon bit the strength of the fist, and it was broken inch by inch from the dragon's head. Yao Ruoyu's anger was so domineering. Even if Zhao had Xuanyuan Sword, the human emperor seal and the three dragon energy of the Southern Song Dynasty were in it, the shape of the emperor dragon transformed into could not withstand the attack that ended the destruction of the heavenly way.

In just one-three hundredth of the breath, the shape of the imperial dragon that had originally occupied the sky had completely disintegrated, and Zhao even groaned and retreated with black air around his body.

The strands of black air just wrapped around his body. Zhao Shi felt the true energy in his body rushing, and his blood and energy could not stop rushing. He was so shocked that he quickly used the Holy Emperor Dragon Qi, which allowed him to dissolve the disaster black gas.

When Zhao was forced to retreat, Fusu also fought with Yao Ruoyu again.

Unlike the First Emperor who survived in the form of a remnant soul for thousands of years, Fusu lived for thousands of years with the great way of life. Although the realm was only at the fifth level of the eighth level, his strength was strong and solid, and it was no less than the seventh level of the eighth level.

At this moment, because of the death of the First Emperor, Fusu was almost crazy. Relying on the tremendous vitality of the Great Way of Life, he attacked Yao Ruoyu completely regardless of his injuries. Faced with such a crazy attack, even Yao Ruoyu did not dare to be careless, and he could not make any move to deal with Zhao Shi for a while.

At the same time, Zhuge Zheng, I have already caught up with Xu Xuanrong and the other two.

Leng Lingqi and Sheng Yayu's four girls were defeated and imprisoned by Fu Feng. They are still in the Kuizhou Military Region. The reason why Zhuge Zheng I took action this time was to capture Song Kai and ask Wen Chao to exchange for four disciples.

Seeing Zhuge Zheng, Wu Xue and Song Kai both felt a slump in their hearts, and they used their spiritual power to fight to the death, but Xu Xuanrong's face was cold and seemed to care about it.

After a few breaths, Zhuge Zheng, I had already rushed to the front of the three of them and said lightly: "I don't want to hurt your lives, I just want to exchange for my four disciples."

Although extremely nervous, Wu Xue couldn't help but mutter: "We are only three, and you have four disciples, so you have to catch another one."

The corners of my eyes twitched slightly, and Zhuge Zheng was so amused that I couldn't help but say helplessly: "Using the status of you three, it's more than enough to exchange for the four disciples of me."

Yao Ruoyu may break through the siege of Zhao Shi and Fusu at any time, so I don’t plan to talk nonsense, so I plan to capture them with one finger.

But he didn't expect that his Hunyuan energy had just fallen, and a golden light had quietly risen, unfolding and turning into a Taoist map, which actually blocked Zhuge Zheng's energy and energy in the air.

If you missed a blow, Zhuge Zheng was stunned at first, and then your pupils suddenly shrank, and you said in surprise: "You have actually broken through to eight..."

Before he could finish his words, Xu Xuanrong, whose breath was as restrained as an ordinary person, suddenly flicked his sleeves, and an unparalleled force broke out of his body. This force was extremely strange, seemingly powerful and heavy, but light and elegant, exuding an endless charm of transcendence and distantness.

"The Supreme Being Forgets Love!"

Four words were whispered from his mouth, Xu Xuanmeng's white clothes were like immortals, and when he flew up, he had already sacrificed the Chaos Bell and ran out of nowhere. The Supreme Power lingered in the body, causing the Chaos Bell to appear and disappear. In a few blinks, it disappeared in mid-air, appeared behind Zhuge Zheng's back, and then trembled gently.

Ding! The bell is ringing slowly, but Zhuge Zheng's body-protecting true energy explodes instantly. Fortunately, he reacts very quickly. The power of Hunyuan is running for a week, and then releases it to protect his body. Then he slams the fist and closes the force, condenses and combines it. He uses a subtle method to force the chaotic energy, trying to break the Chaos Bell from the inside.

But I didn't expect that Zhuge Zheng's energy had just poured into the clock body, and the whole chaotic bell suddenly came to an illusion. Although the Hunyuan energy energy was fierce and domineering, it could not cause any damage to the illusion of the clock body like fog.

With a long eyebrows raised, Zhuge was lying on my feet and my figure flashed several times. He had already reached the front of Xu Xuan's melting body. His fist was strong and poured out like a volcano eruption.

Although Xu Xuanrong has broken through the eighth realm, he is a spiritual master after all, and his physical strength is far less than that of a warrior.

Seeing Zhuge Zheng approaching, the previously empty Chaos Bell flashed back suddenly, and with a clang, it directly suppressed this void, and also imprisoned Zhuge Zheng's fist power in mid-air, and could not make any progress.
Chapter completed!