"Yan Moyu, let her go, after all, there is someone behind her."

Although Yu Wanhuan's tone was a little helpless, he smiled and said, "I think that name is not bad, so be it!" ”

Since Yu Duhuan said so, even if Yan Moyu didn't like that name very much, he could only call it like this.

Although the name is not very good, Yan Moyu can create a magical power by himself, which is indeed a happy thing.

And through this time, Yan Moyu felt that this mysterious holy body of his could be said to be promising, since he could fuse the power of a holy body, then he would naturally be able to fuse the second, or even the third, or even dozens of kinds.

This is just the fusion of a kind of celestial body of the holy body power, Yan Mo Yu can break the barrier between the half-golden immortal and the god calamity, so if you fuse two or three, what extent can the power of this holy power be infinite?

Of course, this is only a beautiful idea, and the power of the Eucharist is so easy to plunder!

When Yan Mo Yu and Xin Ning returned to the Blood Gang Stone Forest, the eyes of the Shura Ghost Mother stared at Yan Mo Yu so directly, as if they wanted to see through Yan Mo Yu's body.

Yan Moyu's cold hair stood up when she saw it, and she didn't know what kind of nerves this Shura ghost mother was having today.

"You actually broke through my realm of justice, what was your last move?"

Shura Ghost Mother asked.

"That move is called Shengli Wuji, and I still gave it this name!"

Xin Ning said with a smug face.

Hearing Xin Ning's words, the Shura Ghost Mother couldn't help frowning, obviously she was also thundered by the name of Shengli Wuji!

"Your grandfather taught you this trick?"

The Shura Ghost Mother asked again.

In the mind of the Shura Ghost Mother, Yan Moyu's age is still young, and it is not enough to create such amazing supernatural powers, and only the invincible Heavenly Fox Ancestor has such ability.

Yan Moyu scratched his head and said, "I'm sorry, this kid created it himself, and it has nothing to do with my grandfather!" ”

"You made your own!"

Shura's ghost mother's pupils shrank, she really couldn't imagine that such an amazing supernatural power was actually created by the young man in front of her!

However, after knowing this, the Shura Ghost Mother was not very interested, and as for asking about the details of this magical power, she, an old-timer, could not do such a thing.

Although the Black Dragon Emperor is dead, Yan Moyu's troubles are not over, someone in the Blood Hell Realm has already posted Yan Moyu's portrait to arrest him, and since he is going on behalf of the Shura Ghost Mother, everyone knows that Yan Moyu is here in the Shura Ghost Mother!

The Shura Ghost Mother's request is very simple, that is, don't let these people disturb her cultivation, so the person who came forward to solve those guys is naturally Yan Moyu!

At this time, Yan Moyu was holding a wolf's head in his hand, he was covered in blood, his body was full of anger, and he looked coldly at the monks who came to provoke.

"Who else, who else wants my life?"

Yan Moyu snorted coldly.

Almost all the monks in the Blood Hell Realm wanted to kill Yan Mo Yu, after all, in their opinion, the bones of the Black Dragon Emperor were not something that Yan Mo Yu, a small Divine Spirit Tribulation monk, could have.

However, Yan Moyu's extraordinary combat power made them lose their troops, even if they were monks who were also cultivators of the gods and spirits with Yan Moyu, several people joined forces and were not Yan Moyu's opponents.

In the Blood Hell Realm, even if there are still some half-golden immortal powerhouses, but for the sake of the face of the Shura Ghost Mother, they will not bully the small, but as a condition, the Shura Ghost Mother cannot help.

Xin Ning looked at Yan Moyu who was killing in the crowd with a smile on the side, and sighed in her heart.

Well, such a man is worthy of me.

"Amazing!"

As the Heaven Opening Axe in Yan Moyu's hand swept across, in an instant, the monks in front of Yan Moyu were all torn apart by the huge force, and there were broken corpses everywhere.

"Yin and cold fire!"

Before they could even recover, their broken bodies were burned to ashes by a black flame that fell from the sky, and the dead could no longer die.

In the Blood Prison Realm, there are no moral etiquette, and only strong strength will be recognized here.

Killing in the Blood Hell Realm is a normal thing, and the more people you kill, the more people who are afraid that you will respect you.

As for the mercy of his subordinates, it is just disgusted that he has lived a long life.

If the monks in the Blood Hell Realm before thought that Yan Moyu was just an ordinary Divine Spirit Tribulation Monk, then after several days of fierce battles, they had all realized how terrifying Yan Moyu's strength was.

They are both gods and spirits, and the gap between Yan Moyu and them is no longer something that can be made up by numbers alone.

Even if it was possible to use the number to kill Yan Mo Yu, this number would be extremely staggering, and no force in the Blood Hell Realm could bear such a huge loss.

Unless—unless it's a half-golden immortal powerhouse who can make a move!

However, if the immortals were able to make a move, they would have done it a long time ago, and they would not have waited until now.

"Invincible under the half-golden immortal!"

I don't know who said it, Yan Moyu's name actually spread in the Blood Hell Realm.

Invincible under the half-golden immortal, this is definitely a supreme honor for a monk, and almost no one dares to be so arrogant.

Although these monks in the Blood Prison Realm are all prisoners, imprisoned in the Blood Prison Realm, and have no freedom, they have their own pride, and the monks in the Blood Prison Realm have always looked down on the monks outside, thinking that those monks outside are weak and powerless, and they are all some sissies.

In the bloody prison world, where killing has become commonplace, those who can survive here are all ruthless people, and they are the heroes of the heroes!

Yan Moyu has restrained his anger, and if he kills more people, he will naturally have anger on his body, but it is really rare for Yan Moyu to have such an amazing anger at his age.

However, there will always be one or two people in the world who are not afraid of death, so even if Yan Moyu's name has spread, he still has to come out to solve these troubles in three days.

In his free time, Yan Moyu was not idle, he was collecting news about the Blood Altar, and those monks who died at his hands became the best source of news.

It is a bad habit for monks to put precious things in the world, because even if they kill those people, they will not be able to obtain the treasures they put in the world.

However, some recorded texts and maps are not listed, so Yan Moyu can always find some biographies and maps among the Sumeru treasures of these unlucky guys.

Since the Blood Hell Realm exists as a cage, there will naturally be some particularly strong cages here to hold those criminals who are super powerful and extremely heinous.

A criminal like Yan Moyu is an ordinary criminal, just throw him into the Blood Prison Realm and let him fend for himself.

But some monks are different, they are so powerful that they are thrown into a specific area, where their movements are restricted!

The Blood Altar happened to belong to one of them, and there were countless powerful prohibitions around this Blood Altar, and the idle monks could barely move when they stepped into it.

However, the Blood Altar is really famous because of the Blood Ancestor, and the Blood Ancestor blasted open the Blood Hell Realm here and forcibly escaped, which is already a myth in the Blood Hell Realm.

Yan Moyu listed the news about the Blood Altar one by one, and the more he knew, the more solemn his face became, and he didn't dare to imagine what would happen if he stepped into the Blood Altar.

I'm afraid that only a half-golden immortal powerhouse can survive in this blood altar, and it is simply not a place where people can stay!

Although many of them are hearsay from these monks, it may not be without reason, and Yan Moyu would rather believe that the Altar of Blood is a place of crisis than that it is a paradise.

That letter of distress from the Blood Altar, Yan Moyu has not forgotten it to this day, the person named Yan Motong is very likely to be a survivor of his Tianhu clan, and he is also his own relative, Yan Moyu has this feeling!

The Shura Ghost Mother did not stop Yan Moyu from going to the Blood Altar, but Xin Ning did not let Yan Moyu go, and in the end, she couldn't resist Zhu Qing, so she chose to go with Yan Moyu.

Before leaving, Xinning pestered the Shura ghost mother all night, and only walked out with a smile when it was dawn, and she didn't know what treasure the Shura ghost mother gave her.

Although Yan Moyu was not very happy to take Xinning with her, since Xinning had obtained so many treasures from the Shura Ghost Mother, if she was brought along, her safety should be no problem, and those treasures might come in handy.

"Get out of here!"

With a few tails following behind them all the time, Yan Moyu had lost his patience and let out a loud shout!

After a cup of tea, Yan Moyu wiped the blood on his hands, and all the tails that followed him had been solved by him.

"Why do you want to go to the Blood Altar, it's a place of great evil, do you really think you can leave the Blood Hell Realm through the Blood Altar?"

Xin Ning couldn't help but ask.

Xinning was born in the Blood Hell Realm, so she didn't have any concept of the outside world, so her desire to leave the Blood Hell Realm was not as urgent as the others. On the contrary, Xin Ning felt that life in the Blood Prison Realm was very good, with her grandmother covering, no one could hurt her here.

"Removing the Blood Altar is not to leave the Blood Prison Realm, I am going to save people!"

Yan Moyu replied.

"Save people, who are you, you have to risk entering the altar of blood to go to her, isn't it a woman?"

Suddenly, Xin Ning looked at Yan Moyu with a vigilant face and asked.

"It's none of your business."

Yan Moyu replied coldly.

Passing by a gathering point, they were going to settle down here and replenish their supplies by the way.