In the void, Yu Mo stood quietly opposite the monster, and the vitality between the two was agitated, sneering, and they were faintly hostile.

The monster was originally unwilling to be the enemy of Youmo, who was also a spirit animal, but Youmo obviously had other plans. There is a faint hostility towards the monster in Youmo's heart, and it is very weak. But the monster was not an ordinary spirit animal, and he immediately sensed Youmo's hostility.

You Mo knew how terrible the monster was, but he had no choice but to come to the Imperial Beast Sect to stop the monster.

Yu Mo understands the gap between himself and the monster.

is also a spirit animal, and the monster is definitely higher than Youmo in terms of cultivation. The monster is more mysterious than Youmo, and no one has seen the true strength of the monster so far. But one thing is certain, the cultivation of the monster has already broken through the Nine Realms of the Combined Gods. As for the specific cultivation realm of the monster, no one can speculate.

It is rumored that the cultivation of the monster can be channeled. As for the authenticity, no one can confirm it.

For 10,000 years, Youmo has been suffering from his cultivation realm, and has been trying to find a way to break through the Nine Realms of the Gods. However, so far, Youmo has gained nothing, and has been at the peak of the Nine Realms of the Gods.

In addition, there is also a big difference between the bloodlines of the monster and the ghost. The Cangwei does not belong to either the upper or lower three spirits, and he is on an equal footing with the three spirits. In this regard, the power of the blood of the monster is also on the same level as the three spirits.

Youmo is the descendant of the lower three spirits, and his bloodline is naturally inferior to the monster. It can even be said that in front of the monsters, Youmo must bow down.

Among the spirit beasts, the suppression of the bloodline is extremely terrifying.

Youmo originally didn't want to get involved in this battle, but the situation is changing, and the world is unpredictable.

In the end, Youmo still came!

When it was inferior to the monster in all aspects, anyone with a discerning eye knew that when Youmo intervened, it was a moth to the fire. But Youmo dared to come, saying that he had hole cards, which was enough to protect himself.

Standing with his hands behind his back in the void, his figure was arrogant, and he looked outstanding, and he had a feeling of despising all beings.

As an ancient spirit beast giant, the monster has his own dignity and does not allow others to blaspheme or provoke.

Youmo's gesture is a provocation and a desecration of the dignity of the monster. In the eyes of the monsters, Youmo is proud of his blood, and he doesn't know how to advance or retreat.

Is it tolerable or unbearable, the monster can't tolerate the contempt of spirit beasts, especially spirit beasts whose bloodlines are lower than their own.

"How many years have passed, my monster's prestige has not been revealed, and the world has become more and more unpleasant, and he dares to provoke me like this! It seems that it is time to revive my monster's prestige!"

The monster has a proud heart and a sense of pride on his face. He is very confident in himself, because all his glory is knocked down by him with one punch.

The monster stared at Youmo coldly, and the anger in his heart was about to erupt. This unknown Youmo made him very angry.

"Oh, it's my honor to have the opportunity to see the methods of the legendary monsters!"

You Mo didn't think much of Cangwei's words, but talked about it eloquently. This behavior made the monster even angrier. The monster was furious, and the fierceness in his eyes appeared and disappeared.

You Mo saw the changes of the monster in his eyes, and he looked at the monster playfully, obviously fearless.

In fact, in Youmo's heart, there is hatred for the high-ranking people in the spirit beast world. The more You Mo looked at the monster, the hatred seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

"Sure enough, those who are in high positions are all in a state of self-respect! Monster, times have changed, the beast god is dead, and the upper and lower three spirits are just a bunch of waste. In this realm of spirit beasts, who cares that you are a monster!"

You Mo laughed, venting the resentment in his heart. The sarcasm in his words was palpable.

Yu Mo's words obviously angered the monsters. Especially Youmo denied the past of the spirit beast world, and even more disrespectful, calling the name of the beast god.

Youmo is really hateful!

"The lower three spirits are indeed a bunch of waste, and they actually gave birth to such a dog thing as you who does not respect the beast god. Originally, I still looked at the face of the lower three spirits, and I didn't care about you! But now you must die! Beast God, it's not something you can insult!"

The monster's eyes were cold, and a slight chill emanated from his body. This time he was really angry, and the Yuan Force in his body was turbulent, overflowing out of his body, and cracking the space around the monster into cracks.

In a moment, the monster vanished without warning. Yu Mo's eyes widened, the monster's attack came too suddenly. However, after all his means, he did not find any trace of the monster.

"Humph!"

You Mo snorted coldly, and when he found that he couldn't find the monster, he mobilized the Yuan Force of his body.

At this time, the monster had already taken refuge beside Youmo, and such a sentence sounded in Youmo's ears.

"It turns out that you are only so powerful, and you are really a descendant of the three spirits. Today, I will correct the Fa for the beast god, except for you, a great rebel!"

Before the words fell, Youmo's heart ended with a solid punch. With this punch, the monster used eight points of strength. With a punch, Youmo's whole body shook violently, and his chest was also pierced by the monster's punch.

Youmo's chest is translucent from front to back, and his appearance is even more miserable than Ke Weiti. But the monster frowned, and Yu Mo didn't seem to be harmed. Except for a translucent wound on his chest, there was no other change in Youmo.

There was no blood in Youmo's wounds, and there was no sign of decay in Youmo's breath.

This is not what it looks like to be seriously injured at all!

The monster stepped back a few feet away, staring at Youmo carefully, he was thinking about the reason.

At this time, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Youmo's mouth, and he looked at the monster with disdain.

"I thought that the cultivation of the monster must be earth-shattering and crying ghosts and gods. Who would have thought that it would be nothing more than that, just tickle me! Monster, you have disappointed me so much!"

In Yu Mo's understatement, he sarcastically mocked the monster, obviously thinking that the monster had nothing to do with him.

Cangwei was suspicious, his face was cloudy, and he secretly thought: "Whoever eats my punch will be seriously injured if he doesn't die." Why is he so calm?"

The monster became cautious, and the strange behavior of Youmo made it difficult for the monster to find a clue for a while.

At this time, the sloppy Taoist who was adjusting his body on the side naturally noticed the changes in the field. As soon as Youmo appeared, the sloppy Taoist knew its meaning.

And the monster obviously doesn't know the true details of Youmo, so he will attack so recklessly. Under the blow, the monster did not take advantage of half of the advantage.

The sloppy Taoist understands that if he doesn't remind the monster, I'm afraid that the monster will always suffer, and it will be difficult to break through Youmo's defense. After thinking about it again and again, the sloppy Taoist shouted to the monster: "Youmo is the underworld!"

As soon as these words came out, Youmo looked at the sloppy Taoist in shock, and there were only a handful of people who knew his details in Qingzhou. You Mo didn't know who this sloppy Taoist was, and after he explored it carefully, he felt that the breath of the sloppy Taoist was very familiar, but it was very vague, and it was difficult to remember for a while.

You Mo hated it very much, and the sloppy Taoist dared to expose his details. No matter who the sloppy Taoist is, Youmo immediately made a move, wanting to get rid of the sloppy Taoist and hurry up.

With a wave of his hand, Youmo roared in the air, turning into thousands of arrows, shooting at the sloppy Taoist one after another. At this moment, although the sloppy Daoist had recovered some of his Yuan Force, it was obviously difficult for him to resist under Youmo's attack.

The corner of the monster's mouth sneered, he was here, naturally he couldn't be presumptuous. Between the flickering of the monsters, tens of thousands of monster figures were separated. Each monster slashed casually, and the arrows of Youmo broke one after another, and finally dissipated in the air.

Youmo's blow was easily taken by the monster. And in order to prevent Youmo from attacking the sloppy Taoist again, the monster stood between Youmo and the sloppy Taoist.

The meaning of the monster is obvious: "Sloppy Taoist, I am sure!"

There was helplessness in Youmo's eyes, with his current strength, it was indeed difficult to break through the protection of the monsters. So, You Mo gave up the idea of killing the sloppy Taoist, and he had to stare at the sloppy Taoist viciously.

Youmo fell into deep thought: "Who is the sloppy Taoist, how can you know my background?"

Through the reminder of the sloppy Taoist, the monster understood the key. The monster looked at Youmo with interest, and there was more disdain and sarcasm in his eyes. This time, the monster's expression was very relaxed, without the solemnity just now.

"Unexpectedly, there are spirit beasts in the lower three spirits that have fallen here! It's really a big joke in the world, surrendering their identities and colluding with maggots. Ridiculous, ridiculous!"

The strange words made Youmo feel very harsh. The reason why Youmo has been hiding his details is because of this reason, which has always been a scar in Youmo's heart, and it is Youmo's reverse scale.

Youmo has always been reluctant for other spirit beasts to know about his background.

Although the strong people in the spirit beast world are respected, the contempt in their bones is difficult to eliminate, especially the three spirit systems.

In the Spirit Beast Realm, bloodline is extremely important. And the underworld beast is not recognized, it is an existence that is despised by many spirit beasts.

Although Youmo is the descendant of the lower three spirits, it is the product of the combination of the lower three spirits and the underworld beast.

Since Youmo was born, his fate has been doomed, and he will be despised by other spirit beasts!

At this moment, the same is true of the monster, his eyes are full of disdain and mockery, and his lofty temperament stings Youmo's heart. And the corners of the monster's mouth rose slightly, as if to say: "Youmo, you are a mongrel!"

You Mo couldn't stand such a look, and he was angry.

In the void, the wind and clouds changed, and the originally clear sky suddenly became dark. There was a thick netherworld aura in the air, and the netherworld qi blocked the vitality, and in this piece of heaven and earth, the vitality seemed to disappear, which made the monk feel extremely uncomfortable. The netherworld aura was tumbling, mixed with a low roar, which was breathtaking.

The sloppy Taoist used the only remaining Yuan Force for the first time, protecting him and Mo You. As for the rest of the people in the Imperial Beast Sect, they all mobilized their Yuan Force to fight against the Netherworld Qi.

The goblin frowned as well, and the Netherworld aura made him feel a slight discomfort. But in his realm, these netherworld qi could not have any effect on the monsters.

The monster looked at the sloppy Taoist behind him, and saw that he was sweating profusely. The sloppy Daoist, who was seriously injured, had an extremely difficult time fighting against the Netherworld Qi. With a wave of his hand, a shield covered the sloppy Daoist and Mo You.

The sloppy Taoist was relieved, and he nodded to the monster in thanks, but the monster had already turned his head and stared at Youmo.

Youmo has become extremely hideous at this moment. The originally fair and handsome face was covered with pitch-black stripes, and the appearance was terrifying. Yu Mo's body was wrapped around the dark chains, and these chains were transformed by the aura of the netherworld. But these chains are rooted in the void, and they don't know where they lead.

Youmo, who was originally of normal height, turned into a state of optimism, and his whole body was pitch black, covered with a layer of netherworld qi. Youmo was like a huge stone pillar, standing in front of the monster. This is Youmo's ontological form, and it is also Youmo's strongest state.

The monster stared at the strange man in this state, and he felt the vigorous energy in this body. The monster looked at it carefully, and was surprised to find that the cultivation of Youmo in this state had broken through the original realm.

After a little thought, the monster understood the reason.

"Hmph, the self-depraved waste actually came into contact with the bloodline confinement on its own, allowing the filthy blood of the underworld beast to flow in his body!

The monster sneered even more at the strangeness in this state. Although Youmo's strength has increased greatly, it has no effect on the monsters.