However, at the sixth order, it can be compared to the peak of the seventh order, which is extremely terrifying! Not only does it show that this cultivation has great cultivation, but once it breaks through, its strength will skyrocket wildly, far above the cultivators of the same level!

This kind of anti-heaven level existence is also found in the land of Chennan, but the number is extremely rare, and they are often born from some profound big sects and big families, each of them, as long as they do not die, they are destined to become the strong people of the Megatron side!

At this moment, in the eyes of the monks on the top floor of the tower, Mo Yu is such a junior with amazing potential! Maybe he is still weak now, but one day, he will be earth-shattering!

"The old man thinks that the battle in the ring can be stopped!" The Thunder Dao Sect Master slowly opened up, and his old face was full of solemnity.

Everyone was silent, and after a while, they nodded one after another.

Lan Yue suddenly sneered and said, "Do you fellow Daoists think it's too late to stop now?"

The black-robed old man frowned, "What does the Blue Moon Sect Master mean?"

"This sect is saying that since he has made a move, he can only go to the end! Give up halfway, and the resentment has already been settled! As long as this foreign cultivation falls, no matter how amazing his talent is, it will be useless! As for the forces that may exist after this cultivation...... Could it be that for the sake of a dead man, he would make a big move to do something to my Nanming City?"

Several monks on the top floor suddenly showed hesitation on their faces.

Seeing this, Lan Yue said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoists, don't forget, I, Nanming City, there is still a monk who meets the requirements and does not make a move!

......

"What a terrible strength!"

"Comparable to the pinnacle of the War Emperor!"

Lu Jiao and the burly young man looked shocked, the remorse in their eyes had long since dissipated, and the only thing left was to rejoice! Fortunately, it was not them who made the shot!

The purple-robed female cultivator's beautiful eyes were shining, she looked at Mo Yu, and showed surprise and appreciation, "The strength of the flesh is comparable to the peak of the War Emperor, this cultivation must have a rebellion against the sky! In this way, I have the qualifications to worship my father!"

"Gui Wu is defeated, who else is his opponent in my Nanming City?" the burly young man said in a low voice.

"And one more!"

"Who?"

Lu Jiao said slowly: "Have you forgotten, that person ......" His eyes shrank slightly, obviously extremely jealous.

The burly young man's body stiffened slightly, and there was fear in his eyes.

The corners of the purple-robed nun looked good, and she turned to look, "Who are you two talking about?"

......

Boom Boom –

The dungeon door slowly opened, and an eerie and rotten aura suddenly came out of it!

The first Nanming City Dazun, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes showed disgust!

"Bang la" "bang la", in the sound of chains dragging on the ground, a figure slowly walked out of the dungeon, accompanied by the disgusting smell of decay and foul smell! He raised his head slightly, faced the sun, and muttered in a low voice: "I didn't expect that there would be a day when I came out alive." ”

His voice was hoarse and low, as if coming from a coffin buried deep in the ground! Soon, he raised his head, looked at the great venerable in front of him, and said directly: "What you said is true?"

What kind of face was this! shriveled, old, full of rotting wounds, trembling rotten flesh, as if it could fall at any moment! This also explains the source of the smell of decay and stench! It is just hard to imagine how he survived in this state!

"Hmph! As long as you can win, I, Nanming City, will set you free! However, you have to promise that you will not be able to step into the city for half a step again in your life!"

"Hehe, are you afraid that I will retaliate...... I agreed. He shook the iron chain under his feet, this thing was embedded in the flesh and blood, the wound was white, but there was only a very pale blood color between the grinding, "If you want me to make a move, it is difficult to carry this thing?"

Nanmingcheng Dazun waved his hand slightly, and the faces of the two young monks behind him suddenly turned pale, but they didn't dare to disobey the order, gritted their teeth and walked up, forcibly endured the stench coming from his nose, and bent down to remove the shackles for him! The two of them moved quickly, and they didn't want to stay by his side for even a breath!

The man took a deep breath, his rotten face was intoxicated, "What a delicious taste, it must be smooth and delicious when I think about it......" He raised his hand at some point and landed on the heads of the two monks beside him, their faces were twisted and showed endless pain and fear, but they couldn't move at all, and they couldn't even scream! They quickly grew old, and the rolling life flowed down his hands and into his body!

"How beautiful life is!" The wounds on his body recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and all the decay on his face disappeared in a blink of an eye!

Nanmingcheng Dazun shouted angrily, "What are you doing?"

He chuckled, unconcerned, "If you don't let me eat, how can you have the strength to kill...... You didn't bring them here to give them to me, so why bother pretending to do so? Letting go of his hand, he tossed away the two monks who had been turned into dry corpses, and he stepped towards the monks behind him!

"Your Excellency save us!"

"Help!"

"Run!"

The screams of astonishment quickly dissipated, and there was only one laugh, which grew stronger and stronger.

Soon after, a handsome young man came out of the depths of the dungeon, with a sunny smile on his face, but his robe was slightly looser, not too fitting. He glanced down, but he didn't care, he walked out with a smile, and his figure went straight out of the city.

"I'm really curious, who actually forced the cultivation of Nanming City to such a point, and even promised to let me go...... In any case, you will help me get out, and as a reward, I will grant you eternal sleep...... Hehehehehe......"

The laughter is still there, and his figure has disappeared without a trace.

......

Mo Yu frowned, and said slowly: "The cultivation of Nanming City, who else will fight?" Otherwise, ......" Before he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed, and he looked up in the direction of the city, and his eyes showed solemnity for the first time!

This is an incomparably handsome monk, if it were not for the Adam's apple, it would make people think that it was a beautiful woman disguised! The evil smile on the corner of his mouth makes people look as if they are about to be intoxicated!

He didn't have any spiritual light outside his body, but he could walk in the void, and he was approaching step by step! This person's aura was not strong, but it was at the sixth level, but in him, Mo Yu felt a strong aura of danger!

This is...... A feeling akin to, a predator locked!

When Mo Yu saw him, he also saw the black-robed figure in the ring! His already charming eyes burst out with dazzling light at this moment, and an excitement that rarely appeared on him gushed out uncontrollably from the depths of his eyes! He suddenly stopped and closed his eyes, but his body trembled slightly!

"What a powerful life!"

"It's only a sixth-order, how is it possible, there is such an unimaginable life force!"

"Devour him! Devour him! As long as I succeed, I will have no regrets in cultivating the art of the Demon Gate! I will even have a chance to reach the unimaginable realm of the ancient period!"

"Mine! he's mine!"

Swish!

He opened his eyes, his expression had returned to calm, but the moment he was enveloped by his gaze, the cold hairs behind Mo Yu suddenly sprouted! His heart contracted suddenly, and a wave of disgust and murderous intent suddenly erupted!

"It's him!"

Lu Jiao and the burly young man's faces turned pale at the same time.

Next to the two of them, the purple-robed female cultivator's pretty face was also unprecedentedly dignified, and the slightest purple light flashed in her eyes, faintly shocked!

At this moment, the strange and handsome man suddenly raised his head and smiled at the purple-robed female cultivator, but his smile made the woman's face instantly pale! Fortunately, at this moment, he didn't stop for long, and said to Lu Jiao and the burly young man: "You should be the high-ranking monk of the ring battle, now, I want to challenge, do you two admit defeat?"

Lu Jiao and the burly young man were cold at the same time, where did they dare to delay, and hurriedly bowed and saluted, "We admit defeat!"

He smiled with satisfaction, "Very good!" He looked up and looked at the black-robed figure in the ring, "Then now, I should be qualified to challenge you!"

"Yellow Spring!"

A phantom of a long river appeared in front of his fingers, and the vast soup seemed to flow from infinity! Cold, dead silence, destruction, despair...... and so on, suddenly erupted from it, rushing to the face!

Yellow Springs is not a spring, but a long river!

Mo Yu's body tensed suddenly! He stared at the shadow of the Yellow Spring River, and in his eyes, the pupils contracted! In the shadow of the Yellow Spring River, he felt the strong smell of decay! It was so strong that it seemed that the next moment, he was going to die in it!

Inhaling, he roared violently and threw a punch forward!

The black spear is Mo Yu's last hole card, and it must not be used easily until it is a matter of life and death!

Rumble!

The waves of Huangquan trembled, and they collapsed violently, turning into endless waves, enveloping his figure and spinning wildly!

And at this moment, Mo Yu's face showed horror for the first time! Because, in this yellow spring, the vitality in his body was actually melting wildly! It was as if the years around him had been accelerated by ten million times, and in the blink of an eye, it was a long time!

The smooth and flat skin gradually loses its luster, which is a manifestation of a large loss of vitality! And this, or when Mo Yu has refined the fire of Aoki, and the vitality in his body is far beyond the countless ordinary people, he is changed to ordinary cultivation, and in the blink of an eye, I am afraid that he will run out of vitality and turn into a pile of rotten bones!

The bewitching beautiful man released from the dungeon is old at the moment, but it is more serious than Mo Yu! His face quickly appeared wrinkled, layered, and his long black hair was also turned white at this time, and his body was rickety, exuding a strong and rotten aura!

But his dim eyes erupted in unprecedented heat at this moment!

Because after the divine power came into contact, he finally felt that in Mo Yu's body, why was there such a powerful vitality that was unimaginably thick and should not appear in the Terran cultivator at all!

Aoki Fire!

He actually refined the fire of Aoki!

Sensing this, the thoughts in this person's heart have changed! He gave up devouring Mo Yu, but wanted to devour his soul and occupy his physical body! Only in this way can the power of Aoki's fire be completely preserved!

"You're mine!"

"Mine!"

Looking at Mo Yu, he suddenly roared, and his eyes showed greed and madness!

In the next moment, his body grew old and the speed skyrocketed, and his flesh and blood began to decay in an instant, turning into yellow sand and spilling on the ground, gradually leaving only a skeleton! And this skeleton, the color of which was also turning pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, seemed to have been buried in the ground for countless years!

At the same time, the phantom of the Yellow Spring River that he inspired quickly became condensed, and his breath became more and more powerful! Entwining Mo Yu, the speed of his vitality also reached the point of fright, and on his head, white hairs grew rapidly!

Syllable!

The skeleton shattered and turned into a piece of bone powder! A cloud of spiritual light suddenly rushed into the Yellow Spring, "Reincarnation!"

The sound of a cruel laugh sounded directly in Mo Yu's mind! In the next moment, this spiritual light suddenly appeared in his soul space, and an invisible aura emanated, and Mo Yu's consciousness came to a standstill, and his body could no longer move for a moment!

"Hahahaha! I didn't expect that I was in a deep prison, and I didn't die in such a catastrophe!"

"If I take away this person, even if I lose my original physical body, what if I get the Aoki Fire, I can continue to cultivate, and I can even carry forward this Demon Dao Yellow Spring lineage again, become a generation of demon masters, and deter the heavens and the earth!"

"Devour!"

"Devour this man's soul!"

But at this moment, a terrifying aura suddenly enveloped him!

"Ah...... What is this thing!"

"Damn it!"

"No, I don't want to perish...... I still have big plans to achieve...... Ah......h

The man's screams of fear grew lower and lower, and eventually vanished!