Yan Moyu waved the evil spirit halberd in his hand, and at this time, the spirit soldier from the Ancient Desolation in his hand had already recovered its original appearance.

Feeling the endless power in his body, Yan Moyu's legs suddenly kicked and rose into the air. He held the evil spirit halberd in his hand and slashed at the three-headed hellhound!

Seeing Yan Moyu, even if he felt a little fluctuation of demonic power on the other party's body, but the three-headed hellhound did not take Yan Moyu to heart, for the demon power on Yan Moyu's body, it also thought that Yan Moyu was the same as the sword elder, he had taken the demon pill of their demon clan, and in the heart of the three-headed cerberus, the hatred for human beings had risen a lot.

Looking at Yan Moyu's chaotic slashing at himself, a look of disdain flashed in the eyes of the three-headed hellhound. In its opinion, the other party's way of playing like this could not pose any threat to it at all, and it didn't even want to use its own piece of ancient relic.

"Poof!"

The three-headed hellhound opened its mouth, and a gray pillar of light rushed towards Yan Mo Yu.

"Huh!"

Yan Moyu waved the evil spirit halberd in his hand, and a halberd split the gray pillar of light of the three-headed hellhound.

That pillar of light didn't even cause any hindrance to the Evil Spirit Demon Halberd!

Seeing this, a look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the three-headed cerberus.

It could see that the halberd in the human hand opposite was definitely not an idle thing!

And the current situation is obviously not suitable to despise the other party anymore.

Thinking of this, the three-headed dog of hell put away his contempt for Yan Moyu, it was no longer the time for him to use his own ancient treasures, be careful, you won't suffer.

"Roar!"

The three-headed hellhound roared, and spat out the same black seal that it had dealt with the Sword Trial Elder before!

"Is this—the Seal of the Wasteland?"

Seeing this big black seal, Yan Moyu's expression froze, of course he knew the power of this desolate seal.

"Sonorous!"

When the three-headed hellhound's desolate seal fell, a terrifying force instantly suppressed Yan Moyu, and the powerful power was transmitted to Yan Moyu's body along the evil spirit halberd, and he felt that his internal organs were about to be shattered by a force.

And this is not the worst, what makes Yan Moyu even more vigilant is that at the same time, a strange force also entered his body, as if it was a lock, locking all the spiritual power in his body. Obviously, he could feel the spiritual power in his body, but he couldn't mobilize it!

Yan Moyu knew that this was one of the powers of the Desolate Heaven Seal. That is to be able to lock the spiritual power of the monk. And once a monk is locked in the spiritual power in his body by the Desolate Heaven Seal, if he doesn't have ten days and half a month, he doesn't have to think that he will be washed away.

Although the Sword Trial Elder was a little surprised when he saw Yan Moyu actually appear to save him, he could not deny that even if Yan Moyu's cultivation was not good in his opinion, it still gave him a glimmer of hope in his heart.

However, when he saw that Yan Moyu had possessed the path of the desolate ancient relics of the three-headed hellhounds like him, the Sword Trial Elder only felt that all his hopes were dashed.

Even he, a master of the Spiritual Silence Period, was defeated by the three-headed Cerberus after the aura in his body was locked by the big black seal, and Yan Moyu, who cultivated to such a low level, needless to say, it must be a dead end.

When he thought of this, the Sword Test Elder, who was in despair, couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes fainted as soon as his eyes turned black.

The Sword Trial Elder was a little desperate in his heart, but Yan Moyu didn't feel any nervous in the face of the favor of his spiritual power being locked by the Desolate Heaven Seal.

"But it's just that I have the Desert Sky Seal, do you think I'll be afraid?"

Yan Moyu sneered and said, Anyway, now that the sword test elder has passed out, then even if he exposes his true body, it doesn't matter.

But even so, Yan Moyu would not really expose his true body as a Sky Fox, but chose to reveal his own ontological phantom.

Because if he really exposes the body of the Heavenly Fox itself, it will inevitably attract the attention of the Heavenly Dao, and even arouse the covetousness of other powerhouses in this illusion, after all, with the current situation of his physical body, his cultivation is not very high, even if his cultivation is very strong, it will not be able to stand up to the number of people, and he will make a trick behind his back!

Behind Yan Moyu, a phantom of his true body appeared, and at this time, the phantom became bigger and bigger, and at the same time, in the direction before Yu Duhuan, a drop of sperm blood shot over, hitting Yan Moyu's phantom.

Although Yu Duhuan gave up her identity as Huangquan, her bloodline is still there. At this time, Yan Moyu's phantom shadow coupled with Yu Duanhuan's drop of essence blood from the Huangquan royal family made the three-headed dog of hell feel a sense of fear from the depths of his soul.

With Yu Duhuan's essence and blood blessing, the phantom behind Yan Moyu opened his palm, and then grabbed the neck of the three-headed hellhound.

At this time, the eyes of the three-headed hellhound were full of horror, and in its blood, it seemed that something had awakened.

The three-headed hellhound whimpered again, it didn't even dare to face this phantom of Yan Moyu with the blessing of Yu Duhuan's essence and blood!

"Humph!"

Yan Moyu snorted disdainfully, and the three-headed hellhound was far inferior to his Heavenly Fox's rank. Coupled with the blessing of Yu Wanhuan's essence and blood, where does it still have the qualifications to be a sorrel?

At this time, the three-headed hellhound lowered his head and prostrate on the ground, facing the phantom behind Yan Moyu, it was extremely humble!

At the same time, Yu Duhuan also walked out of the dense forest that he had been hiding just now.

Although just now, she seemed to have just contributed a drop of essence blood, but it was essence blood containing the breath of Huangquan, which would also cause a lot of damage to her now.

Yan Moyu saw Yu Qianhuan walking over with a pale face, and immediately stepped forward to support Yu Qianhuan.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

At this time, Yu Duhuan, who looked tired, reluctantly squeezed out a smile on his face and said to Yan Moyu.

Even just now, it seemed that she and Yan Moyu had subdued the three-headed hellhound with the ancient relics without much effort, but if you really want to talk about it, it is not such a simple thing. After all, Yan Moyu's true body projection is not so easy to perform, this is two concepts from directly showing the real body, and it requires more powerful support to do this, and Yu Duhuan even contributed a drop of his essence blood containing the breath of Huangquan, so that the surrender instinct of the three-headed Cerberus bloodline to the royal family of the Yellow Springs world was stimulated, which was not easy!

And the reason why Yu Duhuan chose to support Shangguan Yan just now was indeed because she didn't want her to be in danger, and the most important thing was that she didn't want Shangguan Yan to know so much, and the other thing was-

I don't want more people to know about the existence of the Deserted Sky Seal.

Yan Moyu picked up the piece from the ground that had turned into a black stone that could be placed in the palm of his hand, and the three-headed hellhound screamed excitedly when he saw that his own barren sky seal was picked up by Yan Moyu.

However, when it was slapped by the phantom behind Yan Moyu, it was honest, and in its three heads and six eyes, it was already full of tears of grievance!

But it doesn't dare to do anything to the place, which is also an indisputable fact, even if it is wronged, but what else can it do except cry?

Picking up the Desolate Heaven Seal, Yan Moyu did not put it away by himself, but handed it to Yu Duhuan.

Yu Wanhuan glanced at Yan Moyu, but he was not polite, and took the barren sky seal and dripped a drop of his own blood on it, making him recognize himself as the master.

When the three-headed hellhound saw this result, he whined a few times, but he didn't dare to have any more temper.

Yu Wanhuan looked at the three-headed hellhound and sighed faintly.

"These three cerberberas originally belonged to our Huangquan World. Although the world, but if I watch it wander away, I still have some unbearable heart. ”

"Then you can keep it!"

Yan Moyu understood what Yu Duanhuan meant, and said softly: "Let it be a pet for you, and it can also relieve boredom by following you." ”

When the three-headed hellhound heard that he was going to make a pet for the woman in front of him, he was immediately unhappy. Although it itself admits that it has a sense of fear that it will not be able to receive it from the other party, but who is it! It is a noble three-headed dog of hell, with a bloodline from the ancient times, and it is extremely noble!

"Woo!"

But as soon as it saw Yan Moyu's sharp gaze, it remembered the fear of being dominated in its heart, and the three-headed hellhound was immediately stunned. Lying on the ground, you don't even dare to make a loud noise!

"It's the way it looks now, if I take it out, I guess we won't see the sun tomorrow."

Yu Duhuan looked at the three-headed Cerberus and frowned, then as if he had thought of something, he continued: "You become more cute!" ”

"Woo-"

Seeing that the three-headed hellhound didn't react after hearing Yu Duanhuan's words, Yan Moyu didn't have Yu Duanhuan's good temper, so he couldn't help but snort coldly!

Hearing Yan Moyu's cold snort, the three-headed hellhound could only cry and choose to do so.

Its size shrank rapidly, and its original three heads became one, and finally it became a palm-sized puppy!

"That's pretty much it!"

Looking at the three-headed hellhound that looked like this, Yu Duhuan couldn't help but grin.

Yan Moyu glanced at the unconscious Sword Trial Elder not far away, and said, "I have to deal with it, some memories can't be left!" ”

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