Calm, composed, and avoiding self-chaos, this is the first thing Muyang must do now. The great array has been condensed, and it cannot be destroyed at this most critical time. Because there is only one chance to turn the land of the solstice into a spatial source.

Mu Yang was indeed a little flustered at first, but it was only for a short time, or just a moment. The twelve holy sons refined in the holy weapon, although they are very consistent with the holy weapon in terms of the overall breath, but there are also just in case.

Soon, Mu Yang thought of the clues. When he returned to the Holy Land of the Protoss again, he found that the phantom of the Holy Venerable Lord was obviously a little vague, and even suppressed it easily, and he had already sensed that something was wrong.

Now seeing the state of one of the holy sons, there was a black aura in his scarlet eyes, and Mu Yang completely understood. When he didn't know it, the holy weapon must have been eroded, and it was a blessing to be able to forcibly carry it.

Everyone did not slack off, as soon as the Holy Lord Muyang's order came out, they did not hesitate, nor did they slack off to control this person. Although he struggled violently, and even tried to confuse the entire formation, he did not succeed in the end.

The only thing that is very dangerous is that the twelve holy sons have a clear division of labor, and now that there is one person missing, there must be one person responsible for the stability of the formation in both directions, and it is also necessary to trap the violent holy son, which becomes very difficult, and I don't know how long it can last.

Seeing this, Mu Yang also knew that things could not be delayed any longer, so his figure flashed, and a wisp of breath flew out above the heavenly spirit. Turning into a faint air current, it entered his body with the breath of the rampaging Holy Son, wanting to find out.

The breath entered the body of the Holy Son. Muyang condensed the phantom in the center, and then turned into substance. But in the next second, Muyang felt a hint of familiarity. This body seems to be an independent sacristy space.

"I see, I see. These little guys didn't grow up, they just refined the space of the holy artifact to achieve their current state. But that's fine, at least the holy weapon has its own thoughts, which is also very good. ”

After thinking about it, Muyang also understood the clues better. Why did this Son react so violently? Why didn't anyone else have the slightest effect? A closer look revealed that there was something wrong with this body.

Closing his eyes and concentrating, Mu Yang swung out with the spiritual power of the Protoss, permeating the entire body. When his spiritual power collided in this empty area, there was a crackling sound in the air, and that was why.

When his eyes opened, his heart sank, and he sighed helplessly: "I see, as expected." This guy is still pervasive, and even the holy weapon wants to get his hands on it. This body is the most serious part. ”

It's not just what Mu Yang guessed, but what he saw. Memories of the time when the events were preserved here. Mu Yang saw with his own eyes that a black gas fell from the sky, eroding the holy weapon that was still in operation, turning it into pitch black.

It is precisely because of this that the power of the guardian has become very weak, which has allowed the blackened holy weapon space to take shape. On the surface, it can't be seen, but once Mu Yang's breath stimulates him, the situation just now will appear.

However, Muyang also found a place of great luck. That is, this black gas does not have much effect on him. Fortunately, I found out in time, this time, Muyang must solve it, and the twelve holy sons, none of them can be missing.

Standing in the center of the body space, Mu Yang put his hands behind his back, and swept the four sides coldly: "Come out." Since you did such a thing in the first place, you must have expected that there is such a situation as now, and avoiding it is not a long-term solution. ”

The Lord Divine Consciousness of the Holy Venerable Lord was indeed sealed, and it was still in the Qiankun Roulette, and it was sealed in the altar of the Holy Land of the Protoss. But this does not mean that he does not have the residual spirit to erode everything, although this wisp is not strong, but it cannot be underestimated.

After a while, a wisp of black qi appeared in front of Mu Yang, condensing above: "Hehe...... Muyang, you didn't expect it, did you? Even if you suppress the deity, no matter what kind of preparation you make, it won't go well. ”

"Really, Holy Venerable, do you really think so?" Mu Yang raised his eyebrows, and a touch of coldness burst out. Here, he was completely sure that the small phantom in front of him couldn't make any big waves: "Don't believe it, try it!"

The hands were sealed, and a breath rose from the place of the heavenly spirit. That's not qi, you can't use your true qi here, it's just a wisp of powerful spiritual power. Muyang stood face to face in such a way, and the meaning of declaring war immediately emerged.

"The weirdness is pervasive, and I admire that. However, Holy Venerable, I may have had some concerns before, but this girl has been relieved, so for us, you are just an evil spirit. ”

As soon as the seal changed, Mu Yang had words in his mouth. Spiritual power swelled in an instant. With a wave of his robe, a breath directly surrounded the wisp of black qi of the Holy Venerable Lord: "Now, you at least get out of here first!"

At the same time, in the center of the formation. Everyone worked together to control the Holy Son in front of them. But it didn't take long for Muyang's breath to swell inside him, he opened his eyes violently and began to struggle violently.

"Ah...... Yes...... Let go...... Let go of me! You let go of me!" But the Holy Lord has commanded them to persevere no matter what, and they cannot give up at this time.

Heaven and man are at war, this is the real battle between heaven and man. Muyang and the primordial spirit of the Holy Venerable Lord are intertwined, and they come and go with each other, and they cannot be separated. The outside world is also a mess, and the formation is about to be untenable, and it must be solved as soon as possible.

"It's not the way to go on like this, we have to think of a better way. One of the Holy Sons said solemnly, "Our purpose is to become the help of the Holy Lord, what are we doing now? ”

Close your eyes and you'll be united. Wisps of breath burst out: "The only way is to use strength to disperse this backlash force, and I hope that everyone in the ten thousand races can understand the danger at this moment." ”

The holy vessel is inherently inclusive. When their minds converged, they condensed into an extremely strong energy and rushed in all directions. Start from the lower planes and quickly borrow power.

Shenzhou, on a remote island, a wave of spiritual energy surged. It was accompanied by a voice: "Listen to me, we have no ill intentions, we just want to borrow a little bit of strength from you to help us." ”

The breath swirled, and in an instant, everyone fell into a state of distraction. The cyclone swirled in a circle above their heads, and a trace of breath invisible to the naked eye was extracted, turning into a looming phantom that merged with the breath.

When this breath disappeared, everyone continued to act as if they were all right. It seems that nothing has happened just now, but to be exact, it still happened, and in short, it is very confusing.

"Did something happen just now, why does it always feel like something is missing?" I don't know if it doesn't matter, so I don't pay much attention to it. In this way, the Holy Sons quickly gathered great strength in this way.

Boom, boom, boom, a violent explosion erupted in the sky. A surge of energy smashed straight down from above. The controlled Son's body trembled, and he was completely unable to move. In the next second, Muyang felt a breath of breath rushing in, and the situation changed drastically!

(End of chapter)