Mochizuki and Murong Xiyao were separated, although it took a lot of time to fight with the Gloom Maniac, but at least she knew that the people of the Demon Palace had mixed into the Land of Shattered Abyss, and the target was still the Seat of Elves, which made her vigilant.

However, as long as she gets the origin, she turns back into Huo Xinchen when she turns back, and she is using the memory of Yan Prison, and then the soul power of the double Emperor Realm does not crush the Gloom Mania, and when the time comes, she exposes her identity in Yan Prison, then won't he still be scared to pee?

At the thought of the way the phantom madness would be scared to pee by himself, Mochizuki felt a secret chill in his heart.

Originally, I thought that I would experience a lot of ups and downs when I arrived at the location of the Hell, but I found that the road was unimpeded, and I guess the Gloom Maniac would not have thought that he would go to the location of the Hell!

The closer he got to the place where he had fallen in his previous life, the more sad Mochizuki's mood became, and the mood became extremely heavy, as if a huge stone was pressing on his heart, and he couldn't breathe.

At some point, Mochizuki stopped suddenly, because in front of him was a desert suspended in the seed of the void, this desert was full of monotony, loneliness, and a sad feeling haunted his heart.

This desert is pitch black, there is a faint smell of blood in the air, and there are many dried corpses on the black desert that only have a pair of bones left and wrapped in bones.

As Mochizuki approached, there was a huge blood-red scratch in the dark desert, which looked like a sad blood stain from a distance.

"There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, there is a way in heaven for you not to go, and there is no door for hell for you to break in!" A low shout came from a distance, and she saw three voices in pitch-black robes slowly emerging from in front of her, these three people were the three of them.

Mochizuki's mood was very sad, and she didn't react much when she saw these three people, unless the ghost madness came, these three people couldn't stop her.

"What are you doing here?" Mochizuki's eyes drooped slightly.

"Hehe, it doesn't hurt to tell you, anyway, you will be a prisoner soon, and we are here to resurrect the Elder Yan Prison on the order of the deputy palace master!"

Hearing this, Mochizuki smiled, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face, "Resurrect the Hell? What, have you found the reincarnation of the Hell?"

Darkness sneered, "Naturally, no, but this person next to me is the disciple of Elder Yan Prison, I don't think Elder Yan's origin will refuse him to leave this place!"

Looking at Mochizuki, although this evil Zheng is wearing a black robe, his face has a sickly white, and he looks very weak, but his deep eyes and unruly temperament make this person not ordinary.

"Oh, in that case, I'll keep him first, you two can die!" Mochizuki didn't bother to continue to deal with them, the origin was close at hand, and she couldn't wait.

I saw Mochizuki stretch out his crystal clear palm, Zhou Tian's purple qi turned into purple runes, and wrapped Mochizuki's palm in it layer by layer, and the next moment Mochizuki's body flickered, and instantly rushed to the Demon Palace disciple who had never spoken like a streamer phantom.

"Purple Pole Fu Fist!" "Purple Pole Fu Fist is one of the ten styles of the Immortal Spirit Holy Body recorded in the Codex of the Xuanguang Holy Land, and like Zhou Tian's Great Mudra, Mochizuki only has these two moves now.

This purple pole rune fist is to condense the purple qi of the whole body into runes in a special way and wrap it on the fist, and where it passes, the energy is shattered and the universe is suppressed!

As if aware of the extraordinaryness of this punch, the rest of the person's eyes widened, and a huge bright moon appeared directly behind him, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on him, and the cold moonlight contained the killing machine that destroyed the world and the earth, only to see him stretch out his hand and condense, the silver moonlight turned into a three-foot-long brilliant sword, crystal clear, like a silver casting.

"My ancestor is the immortal moon, and I also inherited the ancestor's "Bright Moon Record", thinking that I am a soft persimmon, you are very wrong, remember that my name is Cangyuehu!" Cangyuehu snorted.

Just listen to the clang,

Cang Yuehu directly held the three-foot Yuehua light sword in his hand, and slashed at Mochiyue in the air, with a hint of pride in his eyes.

The technique of Kyaukyuelu can be said to be famous in the entire star field, and this Kyaukyuelu is a bad body, no matter how powerful the body of the Holy Spirit is, if it is slashed by the moonlight sword, the flesh will also collapse quickly.

In order to cultivate this Bright Moon Record, he risked his life to refine the Taiyin Moon Xuanguang, which was thousands of times colder than ordinary Yin Qi, and no physical body could withstand such a blow of moonlight, and it would freeze into ice in an instant.

"Sikong Mochizuki, finally let me wait for this opportunity. ”

Cang Yuehu's eyes were full of pride.

Although the Xuanguang of the Taiyin Moon is very strong, it is a pity that he must fight hand-to-hand, and the distance of the attack is very short, which is also a major flaw, if he is a little farther away, the other party will not fight with you in close combat, and directly use long-range attacks to bombard, he will be helpless.

However, he saw that Mochizuki's expression had not changed at all, and he didn't care at all, but just spread out five slender and white fingers, like waving a pipa, and flicked it one after another on his three-foot moonlight sword.

"Bang bang bang. ”

With these five flicks of his fingers, Mochizuki gently wiped it, without the slightest fireworks, but the runes that countless Zhou Tian purple qi had transformed into these five times poured into the Yuehua Light Sword, and the originally brilliant Yuehua Light Sword quickly dimmed, trembled violently, turned into inch by inch moonlight, and exploded in Cangyuehu's unbelievable eyes.

"How is this possible?"

Cang Yuehu's eyes were about to pop out.

This three-foot moon light sword, but the Taiyin Moon Xuanguang condensed, although he knew that Mochizuki was a fairy spirit holy body, he originally thought that he would be more powerful than Zhou Tian's purple qi, but now the reality is that Zhou Tian's purple qi, which is the nemesis of all energy, is even more powerful, it is simply crushing.

"Whoosh. ”

But at this time, he didn't have time to think about it, and after breaking the Yuehua Light Sword, the Purple Pole Rune Fist punched Xuanluo in the chest.

"Bang. ”

Cangyue Hu's body protection spirit shield was like paper paste under the Purple Pole Fu Fist, and it didn't work at all.

And the treasure robe he was wearing, first shining brightly, turned into a cyan shield in front of him, but it was still blasted apart by the purple pole talisman fist, and the entire treasure robe was blown into pieces, and in the end, Mochizuki punched Cangyue Hu in the chest.

Rumble!

A loud phoenix roared sounded, the amethyst phoenix behind Mochizuki flashed away, the strong body of the Holy Spirit exploded at this moment, Cangyue Hu turned into countless particles under this punch and dissipated between heaven and earth, the power of a punch is terrifying!

(End of chapter)