It wasn't until they got closer that they could see what this golden light was, it was a young man in a black flame-patterned robe, with long inky hair fluttering in the wind, holding a purple long sword in his hand, and slashing at the blood cocoon with a sharp sword.

"No! bastard!"

Seeing Ming Mo's movements, a group of black-robed people couldn't help but roar in despair. The purple-gold sword gang slashed fiercely on the blood cocoon, and the powerful power was completely poured on the blood cocoon, this powerful sword, even the space trembled, rippling like water, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, everything seemed to be static under this sword, and the purple-gold sword gang continued to destroy the blood cocoon.

"Click......"

A crackling sound made a black-robed man on the verge of despair, and a small crack appeared where the blood chain and the long sword wanted to connect, and then spread like a spider's web, and Ming Mo's body also flashed dozens of meters away.

When the blood cocoon was all covered with cracks, a thick blood qi overflowed from the cracks, and finally the blood cocoons exploded and shattered, and the dazzling blood light exploded, dyeing all the kilometers in a radius of red.

At the same time, a voice with monstrous anger sounded: "Who? Who is it that dares to destroy the condensed divine body of this seat? This seat will never recover." ”

The blood light dissipated, and a figure emerged from the blood cocoon, this was a middle-aged man with bloody hair, an extremely violent gaze appeared in a pair of blood-colored pupils, a bloody robe, looking down at the people below majestically, and the body continued to overflow with rich blood, and the breath was very unstable.

When his gaze stayed on Ming Mo, a pair of blood-colored pupils were full of bloodthirsty aura, as if he wanted to tear Ming Mo apart.

"That's right, it's Ben Gongzi, do you have any opinions?"

Looking directly at the blood-haired man, Min Mo said indifferently, but it was extremely arrogant in the ears of these people. Even though he is only a soul now, the obsession hidden in the depths of his soul, with the dignity of a god, they simply do not allow anyone to speak to him like this.

"Presumptuous, a humble human being, he actually dares to destroy the condensed god body of this seat, and he also said wildly, you killed him for this seat!"

In mid-air, the red-haired middle-aged man said angrily, so many years of hard work were ruined, which made his killing intent towards Ming Mo swell to the extreme.

"Hehe, you want to kill me, okay, it just so happens that there has been a breakthrough in strength recently, so it's just right to use you to practice your hands. ”

When Ming Mo heard this, he smiled slightly, looking indifferent.

For so many days, not only had he fully recovered from his injuries, but his strength had also improved due to the blessing of misfortune, and he had advanced to the fourth order of the Transformation Realm.

"The strength of the fourth order of the Transformation Origin Realm, even if you dare to come here to spread wild, you are simply looking for death!"

When the spirits heard this, they were furious, and they shot out gray brilliance one after another, and the entire sky turned into a terrifying gray, and the gray brilliance turned into a huge light blade, slashing towards Mingmo.

"It's just a small skill of carving insects!"

Smiling slightly, Mingmo's figure flashed again and again, and a sword slashed out, and dozens of zhang of sword gang slashed across the air with rolling flames, with the momentum of wind and clouds, and the gray light blades were completely shattered.

"It's so strong, but today you are destined to die!"

A black-robed man was surprised when he saw that Ming Mo had blocked their attack with a single blow, and the coldness on his face was even worse at the same time. A long pitch-black knife appeared in his hand, the sharp serrations on the blade were like shark teeth, and there was a rich bloody and bloodthirsty aura from the blade, which made people shudder, as if what he held in his hand was not a knife, but an ancient fierce beast.

With a swing of the knife, a huge sword slashed out in the air, shattering in mid-air with an earth-shattering momentum, turning into tiny gray swords that poured out towards Mingmo like a torrential rain.