However, Yu Yiwei's spiritual power is not weak, her Dao heart is firm, and her realm is particularly high, it is impossible for Mo Yunfan to possess her body.

"Bastard, what have you done to me? I feel my pores exploding, as if your spirit is invading me!"

"Let go of me, my soul will return to my body. Mo Yunfan smiled evilly.

Yu Yiwei was slightly stunned, "Oh, your divine soul has been promoted! Could it be that you have successfully broken through to the realm of possession?"

"You really know a lot!" Mo Yunfan was surprised. "Isn't the Divine Soul Dao a crooked way of the evil sect? Why, you can have this treasure book at home? As far as I know, the Divine Soul Dao was created by the old man of Tianji, and his inheritance was said by me, why do you also have it there? It seems that you are not uncommon!"

Yes, yes, yes, I've heard of him. As for why my family has this kind of treasure book, this is a secret! Hehe, my family has many human treasure books, all of which are very powerful. Do you want me to give you a few copies?"

Yu Yiwei let go of Mo Yunfan's divine soul, and the divine soul entered the body, and suddenly the divine light flew angrily, and the seven divine lights flew into the sky like a straight sword, forming a seven-colored rainbow with brilliant brilliance.

"Hahaha, I'm promoted again!"

Mo Yunfan felt that his strength was constantly expanding, and his heart was also expanding, and he had a feeling that everything was under control!

"Rank 8 Martial Master!...... You're still not human?" Yu Yiwei was shocked.

"You are not even human, your bloodline has awakened, and you have directly become a peak general! I am very inferior compared to you!" Mo Yunfan laughed. "However, it feels good for you to kiss me, be my daughter-in-law! With such a powerful daughter-in-law, I will not feel inferior!"

"You ......" Yu Yiwei blushed and suddenly swooped down with the phoenix.

A loud phoenix roared, piercing the clouds and splitting the sky, and in an instant, a fireball erupted from the mouth of the phoenix and smashed down on Mo Yunfan.

Boom, the fire shattered like a ball of water, and then disillusioned.

And Mo Yunfan's clothes were burned clean, his skin was baked black, his hair exploded, and his mouth was spitting black smoke.

He looked so embarrassed, but he didn't hurt at all!

This was a terrifying and devastating flame, but it didn't burn him, not even his hair, which shows how exquisite Yu Yiwei's ability to control fire is!

"You...... You want to murder your husband!" Mo Yunfan was stunned, this girl was a little ruthless, and she didn't give the slightest affection!

"Giggles, no more nonsense, I'll burn you and split the flesh. However, I have tested your strength, and with your current cultivation, it should be no problem to deal with ordinary first-level generals!"

"Speaking of punctuality, it's time to go back to the capital to take revenge! Mo Wenchang wants my life very much, and his son also wants my life, I, go back and ask for Mo Wenchang's dog life first!"

The flame of revenge must be terrible!

On the tenth day, Mo Yunfan and Yu Yiwei came to the Imperial City of Tianyue Kingdom, and Yu Yiwei had a sweet smile.

"Yun Fan, do you want me to help you destroy your enemy with a fire?"

"No, revenge has to be done by yourself, how can I rely on your strength. You can just stand by and watch!"

Mo Yunfan smiled evilly, and had already taken the lead and galloped to the Mo Mansion.

The two little guys who guarded the door shouted arrogantly, "That blindless bastard thing, dare to show off his might in front of the Mofu Gate?"

"Your grandfather and me!" Mo Yunfan roared, and the spear stabbed out with a shake.

Poof, the spear pierced this person's chest, and he was directly picked up by a shot, and with a slam flick, swish, this person flew into the Mo Mansion.

"Ahh

The terrible scream just sounded, and bang, this person hit his head on a stone pier in the mansion, and his head blossomed, and he died on the spot.

The other guy was so frightened that he turned around and fled.

Snort, the spear flew, like a flying dragon crossing the river, poof, pierced the man's chest, and the spear flew forward with him. Boom, nailed to a stout elm tree a hundred meters away from the courtyard.

This person was not dead, and he roared in horror and roared, alarming everyone in the house.

"Who dares to come to Mofu to make trouble?"

A roar like thunder rang out, and several powerful guards leaped in from all directions.

These nursing homes were all recruited by Mo Wenchang later. The original nursing homes, after Mo Wenchang was imprisoned, have long gone their separate ways!

"Revenge is coming!" Mo Yunfan leaped down from his horse, as fast as a meteor, beckoning the purple and green steel spear on the tree to fly back into his hand.

Boom, the little guy who was nailed to the tree wailed and fell.

Mo Yunfan was majestic, and the coercion formed a strong wind, which swept the sand and stones in the courtyard.

The robes of several guards were blown to the sound of hunting, and a chill filled their hearts, and they couldn't help but fall backwards.

"You shouldn't be Mo Wenchang's guardian, everyone who stands in this courtyard today will die!"

His eyes suddenly turned blood-red, his hair flew back, and the black mist behind him rolled and rolled, instantly becoming like a demon god, and the magic power was mighty, making people's souls uneasy!

"Dog son, Lao Tzu is an eighth-level martial artist, just your baby is at most eighteen years old, and his hair has not grown, and he still wants to scare Lao Tzu!

A forty-year-old man with a large head, a basin face, a full beard, and a long braid combed behind his head. With a loud roar, he dispelled the fear in his heart and jumped suddenly.

The big knife in his hand is bright and wide, bent like a moon, like a light dragon going out to sea, and the evil spirit is compelling.

The stabbing lala, the sword wind swept the sky, and the rolling power of destruction, driven by the shadow of the knife, swept towards Mo Yunfan.

Mo Yunfan snorted coldly, twisted the spear in his hand, and suddenly provoked, the light exploded, and it looked like a star suddenly exploded in the air.

The spear stabbed forward, and above the tip of the spear, the demonic fury gushed out like a burning sun.

Rolling waves of fire, like a furious sea, swept past.

Completely in a crushing posture, crush the blade shadow, and smash all the forces in front of you.

"Ahh

The eighth-level martial artist, with a scream, has been devoured by the demon's anger.

Then, boom, there was a loud bang.

The chaotic and broken things scattered in the air and fell, emitting the smell of burnt corpses.

When the flames dissipated, the living eighth-level martial artist turned into a piece of dust!

"Ahh

The other guards, seeing the eighth-level martial artist die so miserably, turned around in horror and fled to the rear.

"Hahaha...... Aren't you dragging you guys? What are you running? Mo Wenchang get out and die!"

Mo Yunfan's hand shook suddenly, and the spear carried a long flame, like a fire dragon, swallowing the sky and destroying the earth forward, advancing.

Boom, a shot stabbed on the latticework of the palace in front. Huge fireballs rolled out of the spears, and the walls crumbled.

Boom, his palm followed and slammed, a huge flame palm, ten zhang long and five zhang wide, directly enveloped the palace.

This flame palm was condensed by Mo Yunfan's use of rolling spiritual power to drive the demon's anger, although it was not as powerful as the flames spit out by Yu Yiwei's fire phoenix, but it was also terrifying to destroy.

The palms fell, the flames surged, and with a rumbling sound, the palace collapsed and became a ruin.

The people inside had not had time to escape, and they had already died in the ruins!

"I'll go, the master is here, and he actually attacked Mofu!"

A figure in the distance suddenly jumped up, speeding forward on the roof, and when he was very close to Mofu, he stood still and squinted slightly to watch the play.

At the same time, in the southeast, northwest, and northwest, there were figures shaking, and they rushed to the vicinity.

It seems that these people are all powerhouses in the imperial city, some are staring down with wide eyes, some are squinting slightly, staring at Mo Yunfan or staring at Yu Yiwei who is smiling lightly outside the mansion gate.