As soon as the battle formation of the hundred schools of thought unfolded, the vicissitudes of life, the ancient, the bloody, the killing, the strong, the powerful breath, overwhelming.

Yes!

The hidden guard who was originally behind Jun Mo only had time to let out a low cry, and he was swept up by the battle array of the hundred schools of thought and disappeared, not knowing which formation space he was sent to and undergo the test of the battle array.

The hundred-foot-long Purple Gold Dragon King, the golden dragon transformed by the Ten Thousand Temptation Spirit Posts, the dragon Feiyang, and the ancestor of the Feng family were also swept into the battle formation of the hundred schools of thought in an instant.

Heaven and earth became peaceful.

The battle formation of the hundred schools of thought is out, who will compete!

Jun Mo's face turned pale, and he stuffed the pill into his mouth desperately, and even the small bottles of the tree king liquid swallowed more than a dozen bottles one after another before he could recover his breath.

Looking at the battle formation diagram of the hundred schools of thought rolled into a scroll in his hand, Jun Mo had palpitations, it was too exhausting.

Just now, with such a wave, a volume, it actually consumed eight or nine out of ten of his physical and mental strength, and almost he died of mental exhaustion!

I remember that in the Heart Cultivation Palace, when I faced Venerable Dayan for the first time, I unfolded the battle formation of the Hundred Schools of Princes, and the mental energy loss was not so great, why did it take so much effort to come out?

Looking at the empty surroundings, Jun Mo naturally put this question in his heart, and went back to ask Yuan Yan, Jun Mo would not think that the old man with a Sacred Heart who might only have a trace of a remnant soul or a non-existent Sacred Heart would suddenly jump out and answer him this question.

It seems that before becoming the king of control, to deal with ordinary emperors, it is better to cast the battle soul maze, and continue to let Split Sky come out to fight with a few emperor-level war spirits!

This battle formation of the sons of a hundred schools of thought can't afford to hurt!

Cautiously input a force of tempered mental power into the battle formation of the hundred schools of Zhuzi, controlling the changes in the formation diagram, and leaving a breath for Long Feiyang, the ancestor of the Feng family and the hidden guard.

The three of them are still useful, but they can't be easily ground to death by the formation diagram like this.

The divine consciousness moved slightly, and within twenty miles, only the frightened Feng Wuchen and those ignorant singers, attendants, and others on the high platform were left without finding idle people, etc., on the map of Zhihai, within a radius of fifty miles, except for the marks of Feng Wuchen and others, there were no other signs.

Fifty miles away, it is Jian'an City, just now the Purple Gold Dragon King and the powerful emperor of the Ten Thousand Temptation Spirit Ti have fluctuated, and they should be able to be easily perceived by the emperor in Jian'an, but for some reason, no one has come so far, which saves a lot of trouble.

Draped the battle array of the hundred schools of thought on his body again, Jun Mo stomped his feet lightly, his figure flickered again and again, he picked up the dragon knife that fainted to death on the ground, and flashed again, appearing directly on the high platform.

Thump!

Jun Mo casually threw the dragon knife under the table, picked up a large glass of wine, took a big sip, and sat down on the empty chair beside Feng Wuchen, who looked sluggish and had already been scared stupidly.

"Dustless, how's that, still fighting?"

Jun Mo slapped Feng Wuchen's shoulder very casually and grinned.

"Ahh

Feng Wuchen shuddered, and actually fell from the chair to the ground, just now he could see it clearly, Jun Mo casually ripped off his clothes, and just like that, the two mighty dragons and the ancestor who had already appeared, as well as the dragon Feiyang, were swept away like this.

What kind of strength is this?

This is beyond the limits of the knowledge of wind and dust.

"Very good, you are very interesting!"

Jun Mo smiled slightly, he saw that on the map of Zhihai, the wind and dust mark, in an instant, turned from yellow to white.

Another peep, dealt with!

"Lost in the Soul Realm!"

Jun Mo suddenly waved his hand, and the Battle Spirit Maze immediately enveloped the entire high platform, enveloping Feng Wuchen and those ignorant singers and attendants.

"Split the sky, erase all the memories related to tonight, and at the same time plant the soul seal of the fierce loyalty, I have a hunch that these baits can let the young master catch a big fish in the shortest possible time!"

"Yes, young master, don't worry!"

Splitting the Sky directly cast the Nine Turns Splitting Heaven Holy Method, and his momentum soared directly from the five-star control king to the five-star control emperor, dozens of black hands surged out of his body, and with a slight touch, he erased the memories of Feng Wuchen, as well as all the dancing girls and attendants, and at the same time planted the Fierce Loyal Soul Seal.

Walk!

Jun Mo rolled his big hand, and directly put Feng Wuchen and everyone else into the ring of life, and the high platform was also scorched by him with his left hand wearing the touch gloves of Thor, shattered, swept by the storm gun, and directly blew into the twin rivers, and the uproar was gone.

Striding again and again, Jun Mo's body was like electricity, and dozens of breaths appeared in an unknown mountain col hundreds of miles away.

"This place, it should be far enough away, if you have any doubts, dig slowly!"

Jun Mo shook his hand, threw Feng Wuchen, as well as all the dancing girls and attendants into the col like broken sacks, and then stepped into the convenient door.

"Open the door of convenience, Jian'an, there is an inn, Tianzi No. 1 Courtyard. ”

Ten seconds!

In Jian'an City, there is an inn, in the courtyard of Tianzi No. 1, the air moved slightly, and Jun Mo stepped out.

"Young Master!"

Yuan Yan's voice immediately sounded in Jun Mo's ears.

The entire inn was covered by Jun Mo, and Yuan Yan was even more responsible for taking the entire inn into the guard, so as soon as Jun Mo appeared, he knew it immediately.

"Well, don't alarm them, come to the No. 1 courtyard!"

Jun Mo raised his feet and walked into the main hall of the No. 1 courtyard, and Yuan Yan immediately appeared in the small courtyard and walked in.

Thump!

The body shook slightly, and the battle array of the hundred schools of the sons who were incarnated as coats moved slightly, and the dragon was flying, and the ancestor of the Feng family and the hidden guard were thrown out by Jun Mo with a thud.

"Die!"

As soon as the hidden guard fell to the ground, he bounced up, his body was like electricity, the strength of the six-star control emperor, if the volcano erupted, a palm slashed towards Jun Mo, and he would smash this kid who dared to take the initiative against the young man.

"Presumptuous!"

Suddenly, with a cold drink out of thin air, time and space froze, and the whole person of the hidden guard exploded into a cloud of blood mist with a bang.

The dignified six-star control emperor was directly drunk to death by Yuan Yan.

"Little ants, dare to be disrespectful to the young master!"

Yuan Yan raised his hand and grabbed it, and the blood mist instantly condensed into a bowl of essence blood in mid-air, as well as a thumb-sized, gray and shiny soul bead and a small space the size of a palm, which was the heart knot space of the hidden guard, which was directly stripped out by Yuan Yan with supreme means, and compressed into a palm-sized space.

Long Feiyang, who had just had a sneer on his face, was like ashes in an instant, and the ancestor of the Feng family seemed to be even more frightened and trembling like a little quail, he was the controlling emperor, and he could feel the horror of that moment more than Long Feiyang, and he could simply drink him into ashes!

"Humph!"

Yuan Yan coldly glanced at Long Feiyang and the ancestor of the Feng family, flipped his hand, took out a ring with a simple pattern, directly grabbed the palm-sized space, pinched it, and stuffed it towards the ring, and actually stuffed it directly.

Such a shocking method immediately shocked everyone, and even Jun Mo was stunned, at the level of Dayan, can he already knead a small space at will?

What kind of existence is that more powerful Sage, even the Great Emperor?

"Young Master!"

Yuan Yanbi respectfully sent the secret guard's essence blood, soul beads and rings to Jun Mo.

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