The rolling yellow sand spread out from all sides, and a tragic aura surrounded the space, and Huang Yan's figure and the square flat land he was on grew higher and higher in Mo Luo's eyes, until it became a nine-foot high platform, Huang Yan stood on the platform, holding a wooden knife in both hands, and pointed towards Mo Luo.

Mo Luo felt that his existence was getting smaller and smaller, and there were many small figures around him, densely packed in a line; this artistic conception at the moment was like he was a commander general on the battlefield, and Huang Yan was on a nine-foot-high point general platform, he was the king, and I was the courtier, as if Huang Yan's life and death were about to be erased at a point!

"Point general!" Huang Yan shouted, the wooden knife slashed at the Demon Luo Void, and Mo Luo suddenly felt that he had turned into a name on a blank paper, and the Huang Yan wooden knife was a pen, and he was about to be crossed out and erased!

Mo Luo was in a big crisis in his heart, this knife actually endangered life and death! But Mo Luo let out a long roar, and the Wraith Knife in his left hand was displayed, and then sighed again, as if he was very dissatisfied with something, and then stepped forward, and a reincarnation disc under his feet was displayed, and the rich reincarnation aura was wrapped around Mo Luo's body, and then gathered in the Wraith Knife, making the Wraith Knife look more and more black.

"This knife is a trick on my part. Moro sighed softly, and then raised his knife and slashed straight down!

A straight and secluded path stretches forward along the traces of this knife, on one side of the path, the sun sets, on both sides of the path, dead wood and crows, in the middle of the path, the point split by this knife will fall Huang Yan on the platform, placed on a thin horse, along this path, as if to go on without knowing the end, without asking the world, until the white head dies, so that Huang Yan feels like a broken candle, and this thin horse on this lonely road with the sunset emitted a faint light, and then the slightest annihilation.

Suddenly, a mysterious light emanated from the stone walls on the four sides of this divine consciousness room, and it swept away the "meaning" of the sword of the Mo Luo and the remaining Huang Yan points after being split by the Mo Luo like a tide, and merged into the wall, and then everything calmed down.

Huang Yan sat on the ground, gasping for air. Mo Luo's knife just now made Huang Yan unable to break free from it at the last time, if it weren't for the wall of the Divine Consciousness Room that sucked that intent away, he Huang Yan would have been seriously injured here today!

"Lonely," Moro was also very weak at this time, sitting on the ground, "I can't punch it out, so I can only use a knife to cut it out." Huangyan, your three knives have won. He smiled, completely forgetting whether to plan or be cautious at the moment, and just wholeheartedly happy for the opponent in front of him, the friend who could make his blood boil and go all out.

Huang Yan smiled bitterly, "Brother Moluo, when my father told me about you, he also said that I would definitely not be able to beat you, I didn't believe it at the time, but now I understand, there are always people who are better than me, I am still too arrogant!"

Moro just smiled and didn't speak. Huang Yan seems to be about the same age as himself, he is still a mountain and sea beast, but he has now reached the realm of the Terran Emperor Dao, that is, at least a seventh-order mountain and sea beast, and he can be regarded as the most powerful demon clan master in the domain, but it is only the second calamity, if it weren't for the fact that Huang Yan was just colliding with his own intentions, he would be able to catch someone's move? So there are some things that I don't need to say, just understand it in my heart.

"Huh?" Huang Yan sat up suddenly, as if he had suddenly reacted, "Brother Moluo, what did you mean by what you just said that your last 'lonely road' intention can be punched with a fist?

"Uh," Mo Luo also suddenly reflected, and smiled bitterly, he was so happy that he didn't even notice to say it?

"Yes, what I have mastered is the simple 'meaning', not only with fists, but also with knives and other weapons. ”

When Huang Yan heard this, his mouth opened wide, and his eyes were full of disbelief. Generally speaking, people who can cultivate their mental strength and use a certain kind of "meaning" are very rare, such as Huang Yan, who has loved knives since he was a child, and he has been practicing knife techniques since he was a child, and the knife does not leave his body, and with his amazing talent that is far beyond ordinary people, he has cultivated the knife intent, and has those three knives. But what does Moro say? Pure "meaning"? No matter what you use, you can use "meaning"?

Perverted! Huang Yan secretly slandered, he felt a little low for a moment, since he was a child, he never felt that his talent was incomparable, and today he actually saw such a thing. After that, I didn't take it to heart, I was myself, others were others, how to cultivate the Tao so that others could not influence it, Huang Yan still understood this truth.

Mo Luo didn't get hit after seeing Huang Yan surprised, and knew that this person would definitely not be weak in the future, and then asked a little question in his heart: "Huang Yan, what's going on with this stone wall, it can actually absorb the artistic conception of you and me, it's really amazing." ”

The artistic conception of the supernatural power is the divine channel method used by the "meaning", just like the murmuring of Mo Luo and Huangyan just now, the sorrowful fist, the lonely road knife and the forgetting of words, the sunset, and the three knives of the point, which is the artistic conception supernatural power.

"Oh, that stone wall is built with Dao rhyme stone, which can absorb Dao rhyme," Huang Yan got up, cleaned up the surroundings, and signaled that Mo Luo was going out, "It is said that this stone is very rare, and the purpose of the beast ancestor who used this rhyme stone to build this divine sense room back then was to hope that the clansmen would come here to cultivate the artistic conception supernatural powers, because of the accumulation of generations, in fact, there are many predecessors left on this wall." Meaning' let future generations observe and comprehend, just now it should be the formation on the wall that was launched, and the artistic conception magic power we sent out was recognized as qualified to stay on the stone wall, so it was absorbed away. ”

As soon as Mo Luo heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and Huang Yan naturally understood what Mo Luo was thinking, "Brother Mo Luo, I know that you want to comprehend the 'meaning' above, but there is a time limit for the use of this divine will room, and now it's time, I'll bring you here next time." ”

Mo Luo saw that there was indeed a red warning formation on the stone gate that came in, and then he was a little embarrassed, and went out with Huang Yan.

"It's you!"

As soon as he came out of the Divine Consciousness Room, Mo Luo suddenly heard a familiar voice, and then followed the sound and found that it was an old acquaintance, Mo Sang.

"Who let you in!" Mo Sang saw Mo Luo standing there alone, and Huang Yan had not yet come out of the Divine Consciousness Chamber. Mo Sang's face flashed with joy and fierceness, "A human race, trespassing on the Beast God Tower, you should be punished for the crime! Give me death!"

Mo Sang was overjoyed when he saw it, and the purple claws were about to split Mo Luo's body into several pieces with one claw, and a cold voice emanated from the divine will room behind Mo Luo, and the powerful momentum swept Mo Sang away.

"You dare!" Huang Yan walked out with a cold face.