How could there be a puppet of the Fifth Tribulation in the battle room on the eighth floor? Mo Luo's face changed drastically, and the yellow light flashing in the eyes of this humanoid puppet was obviously different from that of other puppets, and that indescribable familiarity also made Mo Luo very concerned in his heart. Of course, the focus is not on this now, the seven puppets have already begun to attack, and no matter how much Mo Luo can't figure it out, he can only start to dodge constantly.

"Huh?" At the beginning of the battle, Mo Luo immediately noticed the difference, the humanoid puppet did not cooperate with the other puppets to attack, but because the attack of the humanoid puppet was more powerful, it hindered the coordinated attack of the other six puppets;

Thinking of this, Mo Luo gritted his teeth and immediately made a decision, the left Wraith Knife appeared, taking advantage of a gap, the Wraith Knife cut open the door of the Hades, Mo Luo passed through it and then appeared in an open place on the other side, and then the Wraith Knife slashed around his body, and the mist appeared, and the distant songs came from nowhere.

A knife whisper!

The seven puppets suddenly lost their target and stopped temporarily, but before Mo Luo could breathe a sigh of relief, the humanoid puppet actually had a yellow essence flash in its eyes, and it punched Mo Luo accurately without hesitation!

Mo Luo's face changed greatly, his right hand returned to the strange wood, and he hurriedly blocked in front of him, and the humanoid puppet came with a heavy blow like a thousand jun in the blink of an eye, and blood overflowed from the corner of Mo Luo's mouth, but before the puppet could withdraw his fist, there was a trace of fierceness in his eyes, and the wraith knife in his left hand slashed out.

Sorrow is like water, like water turning into fog, and the fog is turned into a knife, and it is firmly slashed on the humanoid puppet. The humanoid puppet had an obvious knife mark from head to toe, and its movements were a little stiff, but the yellow light in its eyes became more and more intense, and Mo Luo was horrified in his heart, and hurriedly took a few steps back, and then slashed out the third knife without stopping, lonely way!

A straight and secluded path appeared in front of Moro, with withered vines and old trees on both sides, yellow sand and crows, and a round of remnants of the sun faced Moro, and Moro was on top of a thin horse, the remnant sun was gradually falling, and the boundless darkness was approaching, swallowing up the remaining light little by little. Mo Luo suddenly slashed out the Underworld Gate with the Wraith Knife in his left hand, and his figure flashed into the remnant sun.

"I am for the light, and I dissolve the darkness!"

Then the waning remnant sun rose little by little, and gradually shone on the thin horse who was completely plunged into darkness, and the body of the thin horse suddenly disappeared silently under the irradiation of the remnant sun turned by Moluo, and the irradiated place disappeared silently, as if the thin horse was contaminated with darkness, and it was about to melt under the light of light!

The remnant sun only rose three breaths before it dissipated after Mo Luo spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the thin horse's body was also dissolved in half, and Mo Luo used the wraith knife to support his body and looked at the thin horse, the thin horse was long gone, and only a humanoid puppet with the upper body remained.

It's just that Mo Luo reversed this knife through the way of the Underworld Gate, which is quite a bit of Huangyan's knife "sunset", Mo Luo and the humanoid puppet were about to gradually die out on the lonely road, but through the Underworld Gate Mo Luo turned into a thin horse, the humanoid puppet was contaminated with the darkness after the sunset, and melted under the remnant sun that Mo Luo forcibly rose!

The humanoid puppet, which was only half of its body, lay on the ground, its hands kept swinging, but after a while, it didn't move at all, and the yellow light in its eyes gradually faded, and Moro breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed a little. The lonely path of this knife reversal is extremely costly for Mo Luo, in a short period of time Mo Luo has lost the ability to fight, it would be good to be able to continue to stand without fainting on the spot with the Wraith Knife, fortunately, the humanoid puppet seems to have been scrapped, otherwise Mo Luo will simply die!

Speaking of it, it can be regarded as a demon Luo decisive, first of all, at the expense of the vitality of the big injury, he used a knife to mutter the fog to dispel a few puppets hallucinated, although the humanoid puppet was unexpectedly able to break through the location of the demon luo, but when the humanoid puppet only punched out, the demon luo decisively used the wraith knife to cut out three knives of artistic conception, and the last knife is still these days Mo Luo in the divine will room has just realized a trace of immature reversal of the lonely way, otherwise if the demon Luo is treated with fist intent, maybe the scrapped is now the magic Luo.

After resting for a long time, the fog on the other side dissipated, and the other six puppets stopped moving. Half an hour has finally passed. Mo Luo meditated and regained a little vitality, and then the Wraith Knife did not dare to take it back rashly, and cautiously approached the half-crippled humanoid puppet, and seeing that it really did not move, he finally put his mind at ease and carefully observed this strange puppet.

But Moro suddenly became vigilant in his heart, his face changed greatly, and he immediately retreated without hesitation.

The humanoid puppet actually turned into a sharp claw with one palm and swept through Mo Luo's face, Mo Luo dodged quickly, but his face was still scratched with a blood mark, and a few drops of blood dripped down, and Mo Luo's face became extremely ugly.

Then the mutation startled, and a strong yellow light emanated from the broken body of the humanoid puppet, and a yellow figure that seemed to be wearing an imperial crown appeared on the humanoid puppet.

"It's you?!" Moro's face turned even more unsightly. About a month ago, at that time, Mo Luo asked Huang Yan to take him into the Beast God Tower again, but Huang Yan couldn't accompany him because of something, so he came to the enlightenment room on the fifth floor of the Beast God Tower alone, and suddenly assassinated Mo Luo was the yellow figure in front of him!

"Who the hell are you?" Moro frowned, the Wraith Knife in his left hand clenched, and the strange wooden arm in his right hand also had a strange black and white light flowing on it.

"I am the Emperor of the World. ”

Unexpectedly, the yellow figure that disappeared without saying a word last time actually spoke this time, and then the yellow light on its body gradually converged, revealing the appearance of this figure; And the next sentence of this self-proclaimed "emperor of the world" made Mo Luo's heart flutter.

"Seal the world's relics, the third calamity, the emperor of the world, pass!"

Mo Luo unexpectedly felt that the face of this human emperor Huang Meng seemed to be looking at him with a satisfied smile, but he obviously couldn't see it clearly, but he just had such a feeling in his heart. Then something happened that surprised Mo Luo even more, the Human Emperor was covered with yellow light again, and then it slowly changed, getting smaller and smaller, turning into a golden point of light, and then the lightning flashed between the flints and flints, and melted into Mo Luo's eyebrows.

Mo Luo was shocked, and the rest of his mental strength was running with all his strength, but he couldn't find out where that golden light was integrated into his body, and he didn't find anything wrong, and even Mo Luo found that his cultivation had changed, and it seemed to have been improved to the appearance of the third tribulation, but in Mo Luo's perception, he couldn't reach the strength level of the third tribulation, if he really wanted to explain it, Mo Luo felt that his current strength was like having passed a third of the third tribulation. Thinking of what the Human Emperor had said before he disappeared, Moro fell into deep thought.