Bang!

Baron Xianwu's body, like a sandbag, was blasted out fiercely.

Poof......

Black liquid erupted from his mouth, and his eyes suddenly became as black as ink, staring at Jiang Mo coldly, and said coldly: "You can't find death, dare to attack me, I'm the baron of the Guyue family!"

"Your sneak attack on me is enough to destroy your nine clans!"

Baron Xianwu said viciously, and at the same time, a purple jade stone slipped out of his sleeve robe.

As long as this purple jade is crushed, a strong person will be driven out of the demon suppression abyss.

If it weren't for the loss to Viscount Wangyou, he would not have left the abyss, let alone encountered such a bad thing.

"I'm afraid, you don't have a chance to call for help. Jiang Mo smiled faintly, and then a wisp of black flame suddenly climbed onto the palm of Baron Xianwu's hand.

Rumble!

The flames erupted, and the purple jade in Baron Xianwu's hand directly turned into a ball of powder, and not even a trace of energy fluctuation came out.

"Bastard!" the flame spread to his arm, and Baron Xianwu was full of horror, and for a moment, he was a little helpless.

On weekdays, he was protected by his family, and he had ever encountered such a dangerous situation.

"Don't worry, if you want to defeat Viscount Wangyou, I will fulfill it for you!"

Jiang Mo's figure, as if teleporting, appeared directly in front of Baron Xianwu, and his palm suddenly poked out and bombarded the top of the latter's head.

A strong palm force went down the top of Baron Xianwu's head and poured directly into it.

In less than three breaths, Baron Xianwu's holy soul was directly withdrawn, and his holy soul was held in the palm of Jiang Mo's hand.

Jiang Mo's five fingers were opened, and there were several rays of Yuan Force light, forming a small cage, locking the holy soul of Baron Xianwu.

"Damn, if you let my family know, you dare to treat me like this!"

"I can guarantee that even if your holy soul goes to hell, it will go through extremely miserable torture!"

The Holy Soul of Baron Xianwu let out a terrible roar.

He also realized that the Holy Spirit would be withdrawn from his physical body, and it would not be long before he would dissipate in this heaven and earth.

Therefore, his heart is also filled with boundless fear.

"You may be overthinking, I just want to know some of your memories!"

Jiang Mo let out a faint voice.

Hearing this, Baron Xianwu's holy soul suddenly became trembling.

He knew that the Gu Yue family had a secret technique that extracted memories from the Holy Soul alive.

At the beginning, he also watched the strong man of the family withdraw the holy soul from a rebel, and the rebel's painful roar still echoed in Baron Xianwu's mind until now.

"No...... You can't do that to me, please!!"

Baron Xianwu pleaded, he would rather be killed by Jiang Mo now than be removed from the memory of the Holy Soul.

Jiang Mo ignored Baron Xianwu's plea, the human race and the ghost race were originally incompatible.

If one day, the monks of the human race fall into the hands of Baron Xianwu, he will definitely not be relentless.

After performing the secret technique of extracting memory, the holy soul in Jiang Mo's palm frantically impacted, wanting to escape.

However, if it fell into Jiang Mo's hands, how could he have a chance to escape.

After a few breaths, Jiang Mo got a part of Baron Xianwu's memory, but for some reason, when he wanted to obtain a deeper memory, as if he had touched some kind of prohibition, Baron Xianwu's holy soul exploded directly and turned into countless points of light.

"It is estimated that this guy, in the Gu Yue family, can be regarded as having a not weak identity. ”

"Otherwise, it wouldn't have been implanted with some kind of prohibition in the depths of memory. ”

Jiang Mo thought about it for a while, and then figured out the reason.

Immediately, wisps of flames poured out from Baron Xianwu's body, burning his body to ashes.

At the same time, Jiang Mo's figure gradually changed, and in the end, it was exactly the same as Baron Xianwu, without any difference.

Even the breath is not much different from that of Baron Xianwu.

After cultivating the Netherworld Holy Scripture, Jiang Mo mastered this ability.

"What's going on? What's going on here?"

The two ghost generals rushed out from the Demon Suppression Heavenly Abyss, first looked around, and then asked Jiang Mo.

At this time, Jiang Mo was already the appearance of Baron Xianwu, but these two ghost generals still dared to have such an attitude, which made Jiang Mo slightly surprised.

In order to prevent the monks of the human race from infiltrating into the Demon Suppression Abyss, the ghost generals who patrol here all have high power.

Even if you meet a nobleman such as a baron, you don't have to salute, let alone be polite.

"It's nothing, Baron Ben is just out for a walk, does he need to report something to you?" Jiang Mo glanced at the two ghost generals and said in a cold tone.

This tone of speech is naturally imitating the appearance of Baron Xianwu, so as not to make the ghost clan of the Demon Suppression Heavenly Abyss suspicious.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Mo flew towards the bottom of the Demon Suppression Abyss.

After Jiang Mo left, the two ghost generals glanced at each other, and their pupils showed a sarcastic expression.

"This guy, if it weren't for the protection of the Gu Yue family, how could he be qualified to come to this Demon Suppression Heavenly Abyss?"

"It's just a waste, if we saints are all this kind of waste, we will perish sooner or later!"

"These moths are all relying on the shadow of their ancestors, and if these noble families collapse one day, these wastes will not be far from death. ”

"When the time comes, their days will not even be comparable to us!"

The two ghost generals stared at the figure and said with some resentment.

After entering the Demon Suppression Abyss, along the way, Jiang Mo also encountered a lot of ghost clans.

However, since he had obtained some of Baron Xianwu's memories, he coped with it with ease and there were no loopholes.

However, the further down the road, the more intense the feeling of depression becomes.

Even, he felt a very faint aura, incomparably vast.

According to Jiang Mo's estimate, the owner of that aura should have reached the peak realm of the Nine-Star Martial Emperor.

It's very close to the realm of the Great Emperor!

Such a powerful ghost clan, sitting in the Demon Suppression Heavenly Abyss, to a certain extent, has been able to prove that there is likely to be a space divine fire born here.

Jiang Mo restrained the aura on his body a little, lest the unfathomable strength of the ghost clan notice his arrival.

"Baron Xianwu, I thought that you lost to Viscount Ben, and you couldn't think about it for a while, so you committed suicide!"

A sarcastic voice came from behind Jiang Mo.

Viscount Wangyou led the group and walked behind Jiang Mo, all of whom sneered.

This Viscount Wangyou, although he is not a famous family, is very talented, and at a young age, he can defeat the six-star martial emperor of the human race.

It was for this reason that he was able to enter the Demon Suppression Abyss.

Jiang Mo turned around slowly, a trace of anger on his face.

He said: "Viscount Wangyou, it was just this baron carelessness before, if you have a kind, let's compare again?"

As soon as he said this, the ghost clans behind Viscount Wangyou all made a laughing sound.

This guy still wants to challenge Viscount Wangyou, can't his brain be broken?

(End of chapter)