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The defeat at a critical time can be described as a very serious blow to the Black Armor Moro. At that moment, as long as he was completely successful, then the thousands of planes centered on this holy domain would be under his control.

But just because of the cultivators above the Divine Prefecture, and even the cultivators of all planes, when they were all united, the power that was condensed shattered the ambition of the Black Armor Demon Luo. Maybe temporarily, but at least it dragged out time.

Hit hard. The only way for the Black Armor Mora is to continue to absorb the power of blood. But the life qi above this holy realm has disappeared, so his recovery speed is extremely slow now, and he will be furious.

The blood column gradually faded, and even disappeared very quickly. A wave of backlash swept in, causing the Black-Armored Moro to jerk backwards. The majestic power on his body also dissipated in an instant, and the entire aura field weakened by more than half.

"What a force of obsession, a force of so-called justice. The road is one foot high, and the demon is one foot high, and this seat wants to see how long this power can be maintained. Said viciously, but there was no way at the moment.

The loss of strength made the black armor Mora quickly enter a state of exhaustion. In other words, he can't do anything now. Although the power of the magic crystal can heal itself, it also takes a period of time to cultivate.

And this period of time is the last chance for Muyang and Feiling. If you want to turn things around, you must reforge the Qiankun Roulette Wheel in these three days, and then use the power to change the world to completely suppress the Black Armor Demon Luo.

Since he is a big villain, he naturally won't give up so easily. Even if he can't absorb blood qi to recover, the black armor Mora also has the power of magic crystals, and uses secret methods to recover in the shortest possible time, raising the demon qi to the extreme.

In that dimly lit space, the Black-Armored Moro sat atop the Throne of Skeletons. Beneath his feet were white bones, unusually hideous and terrifying. For the Black Armor Mora, this is his food, but he has already eaten the leftovers.

With a wave of his hand, the black-armored demon sat lazily on the throne, and the black light flashed in front of him, and many dead soldiers appeared. These beings are all condensed by his power, but these are extraordinary times that require extraordinary means.

"You are the product of this seat's creation, and you are supposed to serve me, and even if this seat deprives you of your breath now, there can be no complaints, is that so?" question, but not in questioning tone.

"Yes! Everything is under the command of the Lord. As long as the Lord needs it, he can take away the breath of his subordinates and others at any time. As soon as the words fell, I saw them dissipate quickly, without the slightest pain, and turned into ashes in an instant.

These flying ashes condensed into a stream of energy, which was slowly absorbed by the Black Armor Demon Luo. In the process of absorption, the strength in his body began to rise rapidly. This is the secret method of self-healing, but the sacrifice is a bit expensive.

"Huh...... Hehe...... Don't you feel sad that you have to feed on your own subordinates to replenish your strength? Hahaha...... Hahaha......" A voice came.

There was no emotion or pity in this voice, but it was full of disdain, sarcasm, and even ridicule. The voice was familiar, who else could there be but the Holy Lord?

That's right, because the magic crystal turned into a magic knife, coupled with the surging power of the black-robed man, the original power of the Holy Venerable Lord was forcibly suppressed. I thought it would have been devoured a long time ago, but I didn't expect that there was still a trace of origin.

"You...... You are really extremely stubborn, and you still have the strength to say such things at this time? Don't think that when this seat is weak, you can take advantage of the weakness and take the opportunity to turn over. Tell you, it's absolutely impossible!"

With a wave of his hand, the black qi enveloped the black armor demon luo. Dense runes appeared on his face. These runes are scattered, and it is the existence that locks the power of the Holy Venerable. But because his origin is weak, it is getting darker and darker.

In the realm of illusion, there is darkness at this moment. At the center of the dark vortex, dense chains held the shredded power of the Holy Lord firmly in place. At first, I couldn't move, but now I don't have to.

"Huh...... Hehe...... There are no absolutes in the world, don't you understand this now?Mora, your power is condensed by powerful negative energy, but now that your energy has been impacted, it is difficult to recover, haha......"

As soon as his mind moved, the chains in the illusion began to rattle. The Holy Venerable Lord didn't need to move at all, and the secret method of the Soul Clan slowly opened. At this time, a powerful soul power began to spread and erode out.

Puff, puff, Soul power surrounds, enveloping the Holy Venerable. At the same time, a pulling force was generated, quickly absorbing and refining the power of the Black Armor Demon Luo, turning it into two different auras.

After all, the Holy Venerable Lord is a member of the Soul Clan, and the exercises of the Soul Clan are specifically aimed at soul power. Most of these negative energies are forged by Yin Spirits, so they create a good opportunity and conditions for the Holy Venerable Lord to fight back.

Bang, bang, bang, bang! boom! There was a muffled sound, and in the phantom shadow of the black armor demon luo, it was like a change in the wind and clouds. Storms struck, one after the other. Hitting the walls on all sides, he was in agony.

"Ah...... Hmph...... "Falling to the ground, the black-armored demon kept switching between the human form and the sword shadow. At a certain moment, the figure of the Holy Venerable Lord appeared, constantly switching between the two: "Hehe...... You still don't understand. ”

The two forces are entangled in one body, and the Holy Venerable Lord only has this one chance, so he will definitely do his best. The power of the soul clan exploded in full force, and he did not want to absorb the power of the magic crystal and assimilate it with himself.

"Stop! stop...... There is something you and I can discuss, no matter what, we used to be one, so at this time, infighting will only give Muyang a chance, stop......"

In the midst of the painful groans, the power of the Black Armor Mora has been completely weakened. At this time, the Holy Venerable Lord finally successfully counterattacked and regained the dominance of this body. Stand up, suppress the power, and exhale.

It's dangerous, but if he doesn't continue to insist at that moment, then he will never have a chance to fight back. Now that he's found the key, no matter what the Black Armor Mora will say, he won't trust it anymore, it's all up to him.

With a wave of the cloak, the Holy Venerable Lord took back his body and was quickly adapting. In this short process, an inexplicable smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "Hehe...... Muyang, you wouldn't have thought of it..."

"Since you want to reach that step, why bother with it yourself? It's better to use the fundamental power of the soul clan to help you now. If you want to reforge the roulette wheel, it's actually very simple, so why bother so much?"

The weird smile on his face was obviously not so kind. The Holy Venerable Lord had long known that he had a chance to regain his body, so everything before, everything the Black Armor Demon Luo had done was just to pave the way for him.

"Muyang, there should be a wonderful show in the future, waiting for you to participate. Perhaps, the Lord can be a spectator and accompany you to enjoy a passage. But what happens when you know the end?"

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