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Zilin Ancestor King was a little panicked. With his psychic power, how could he hide it in front of the other party?

But his attitude became tougher, and he raised his head and said, "How do you want to treat me?"

Now that it has been exposed, there is no need to pretend. At this time, the only hope is that the reputation of the ancient royal family of Wanlongchao can intimidate the opponent.

But will Luo Mo be afraid of the so-called ancient royal family?

The Zijin Dao Sword chanted softly, and the Zilin Ancestor King was so shocked that his soul came out. The flesh shell was cut open, but it was an empty shell. The deity used the art of shelling to turn into a stream of light and fly to the sky.

"Where to go!"

"You dare to kill me? You dare to kill me? Do you know how much trouble it will cause if you kill me! Are you going to start a war with my Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest?" Zilin Ancestor King shouted as he ran.

"I won't kill you."

Luo Mo chased after him and swung one, sweeping away thousands of miles of clouds. Zilin Ancestor King's back was broken, but he had tenacious vitality and used a secret method to reunite his body. As he ran, he shouted, "You don't want to kill?"

"I said I won't kill you if I don't kill you."

Another sword came after him, and it actually cut through the space and appeared in front of the Zilin Ancestor King. If he hadn't been sharp in spirit and dodged in time, he would have directly hit the sword light with his body at this time.

"There is a great sage in my Ten Thousand Dragons Nest. If you kill me, the great sage of my clan will definitely crush your Yuantian Sect!"

"welcome."

The sword energy split into shadows, cutting through the space, and another scene appeared, as if the disguise had been torn off, revealing a new world.

The ancestor king of Zilin was horrified to find that the world had turned into a prison.

Even if you become a Nine Meridians Celestial Master, strictly speaking, it is only equivalent to the peak of a saint. Only by turning the nine veins of immortal gold into a small world of golden laws can you enter the realm of the saint king.

However, source magic also has taboo areas.

Most of Luo Mo's Origin Techniques were transformed from the Three Thousand Avenues, and they have long since changed beyond recognition. Compared with his Origin Techniques, the Origin Techniques passed down by Master Yuan Tian simply don't look like a cultivation method.

The Origin Technique transformed from the Great World Technique of Three Thousand Avenues was cast by Luo Mo, and the sky and the earth were covered, forming a small world. Nine immortal gold chains were wrapped around the Purple Forest Ancestor King.

This small world is full of golden energy, like a small world made of various metals. The nine colored rays of fairy gold are the pillars of this world, supporting this small world.

This is not the small world of the golden law, but a unique skill performed by Luo Mo using the big world technique and integrating it with the source technique, similar to the Six Seal of the Forbidden Immortal.

The Nine Meridians Heavenly Master is equivalent to the pinnacle of a saint, and with the blessing of the Source Technique transformed from the Three Thousand Great Dao, Luo Mo is in the Source Technique realm as if he has stepped into the divine forbidden realm. There is no opponent in the Saint King realm, unless a great saint suddenly appears.

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The ancestor king of Zilin struggled, but the nine chains contained the aura of fairy gold. He chopped them with his magic weapon, but his magic weapon was almost destroyed by the force of the counterattack.

"No, don't, listen to me, our Wanlongchao actually doesn't have much grudges against your Yuantian Sect, everything can still be discussed -"

The voice of Zilin Ancestor King suddenly stopped, and the nine-color chains tied him tightly, blocking his divine power.

Another dragon blood race.

"Madman! You are a madman! You dare to kill even the ancient royal family!"

The last ancestor king of the Golden-backed Dragon Toad Clan saw Luo Mo split the light with his sword energy, cut the space, peeled off the outer skin of the original world, revealed a small world, and swallowed the ancestor king of Zilin. After a moment, only Luo Mo was left.

Come out alone.

"Does the ancient royal family have a gold medal to avoid death?"

Luo Mo sneered, and then said, "You have a chance to survive, whether you want it or not."

Although the only remaining ancestor of the Golden-backed Dragon Toad Tribe was frightened, he did not run away. Instead, he said: "Come on, kill me!"

At the last moment, it calmed down and sacrificed its magic weapon, intending to fight and die here together with its people.

The light of the sword was like electricity, nailing it through. Luo Mo used the Six Seals of the Forbidden Immortal to evolve six divine tablets and imprint them on it, suppressing all its power. Then he pulled out the Purple Gold Taoist Sword, and cut through it with his spiritual thoughts like a knife.

Its soul searches its memory.

No?

Luo Mo put it into his sleeve and then turned his attention to the ancient city near the Divine Lake.

At that moment, the creatures of the Golden-backed Dragon Toad Clan and their vassals truly felt the gaze of a saint, especially the awe-inspiring murderous intent in it.

Luo Mo was looking for the disciples of his Yuantian Sect. After these toads robbed the mining area, they also took away the disciples of the Yuantian Sect, and even let him, the leader of the cult, take them away.

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All the golden-backed dragon toads and the vassal races suddenly felt a terrifying murderous aura, which was countless times stronger than before. Most of them lay on the ground unable to get up.

Luo Mo took one step forward and broke into a dungeon in an instant. A brilliant radiance erupted behind him, as various forbidden formations exploded.

It's dark and humid here, and the energy of the earth's veins combines with the power of blood, resentment, and other forces to form a stream of filthy energy that coils around here.

Several hundred disciples of the Yuantian Sect were imprisoned here, but the number was much less than the number that was taken away.

The toad guards guarding here appeared in Luo Mo's sight. One of them was beheaded by the golden light, and the other was burned to ashes by the flames.

There are also skeletons here, belonging to his disciples of the Yuantian Sect, and they are even placed on the guard's wine table.

"Teach, leader?"

The disciples in the dungeon couldn't believe that they could actually see their leader appear here, in this kind of hell.

"Wait for me for a moment."

As soon as the words fell, the dungeon collapsed, and the thick earth and rocks flew away into the sky. All the restraining shackles on the disciples were also broken, and a pure and gentle energy nourished them.

Luo Mo turned around and left.

"We... survived?"

The surviving disciples of the Yuantian Sect couldn't believe it. They were captured here and watched helplessly as their fellow disciples were treated as blood food by these ancient tribes. They were filled with grief, anger and humiliation. They had no choice but to live in fear that they would become their meal at any time.

Among them, many people even want to kill themselves, but these ugly things don't even give them a chance to commit suicide. They are imprisoned here so that they can be taken at any time.

There were originally thousands of people, all of whom were casual cultivators. They gathered together because of the Yuantian Sect. With a sect, companions, and exercises distributed by the sect, those who learned the source technique could go to the source mine to practice the source technique.

, those who cultivate the secret realm of the human body can go to guard the source mine and receive wages from the master, but such a beautiful life is suddenly broken.

The experience of being captured, captured, and become food for foreigners is deeply engraved in their minds and is difficult to erase. It may become a nightmare in the future.

But there are also people with strong minds, and such encounters will only arouse their anger.

Outside, there are constant roars and croaking sounds. The disciples of the Yuantian Sect are very familiar with this. This is a kind of battle formation of those ancient creatures. After forming a battle formation, it can resonate, and the magic sound it emits makes the monks unable to normal.

Dispatch the divine power, and those who are weaker will even be shocked to death.

"The sect must be here to kill us, let's go!"

"Kill all these ancient tribesmen!"

"Give them back all the humiliation we have suffered!"

The magic weapon had been plundered long ago, and they were all clean and smooth. They didn't have any weapons. Even their bodies, which had just been released from the shackles and restraints, were very weak, but it did not prevent them from killing the enemy.

In order to make their blood food more delicious, the Taikoo tribe did not waste their cultivation, and this is their weapon!

They broke out of the ruined dungeon.

The strange thing is that after just a moment, the shouts of killing have stopped, and the croaking of frogs that can shock people to death has also disappeared.

A male disciple was flying at the front and suddenly stopped.

"Liu Gu, what's wrong?"

"All, all dead..."

An entire ancient city was cut open, and the corpses of the demon creatures formed in a large formation were laid out on the spot, twisted into bloody mud by the sword energy.

The same is true for another ancient city, and this is true for all ancient cities.

There are tens of thousands of demon clans living in one ancient city, and more than one hundred thousand demon clans live in nine ancient cities. Although most of them are not strong in cultivation, they are still a powerful fighting force when gathered together in a battle formation.

But from just now to now, in just a few breaths of time, the nine ancient cities have lost their vitality.

There is only one person standing alone in the sky, with his black robe fluttering, and the purple gold sword with the celestial light lingering around it with unbreakable murderous aura and bloody energy.

"Woof, are you done?"

The Black King slipped over from a distance, but this time he didn't dare to call Luo Mo boy, and even had his tail tucked up, not daring to be as casual as before.

Originally, he heard that there was a conflict between Luo Mo's Yuantian Sect and this golden-backed dragon toad clan. Knowing that Luo Mo couldn't let the other party be so arrogant when he had a lot of treasures in his hands, he planned to come over and take a look.

But as soon as I arrived, I saw such an exciting scene.

Nine ancient cities formed a large formation, and one hundred thousand frog soldiers, under the command of several Tao-killing kings, exploded with power that could compete with the saints.

But it's still too weak. Saints are just a hurdle. They are not as good as saints and will eventually become ants.

Luo Mo himself was a master of the formation, so in the Black Emperor's stunned eyes, the sword light instantly broke through the formation, and the sword energy was transmitted back along the connection of the formation. With just one sword, one hundred thousand ancient clan demon soldiers died.

After killing 100,000 soldiers of the ancient tribe, the Purple Gold Taoist Sword Immortal smelled terrible.

The Black Emperor didn't hear Luo Mo's answer and didn't even dare to get close. The evil aura made his hair stand on end.
To be continued...