In Yan Chixia's eyes, Yang Mo's true body condensed by the Yuan Shen was ten zhang high, and his body was draped in blue-black robes, dotted with countless bright stars.

Behind Yang Mo's primordial spirit, there were seven huge sword shadows floating, constantly exuding sky-high sword intent.

"Good guy, how can this kid's leakless true body trick be practiced like this!"

After Yang Mo's Yuan Shen came out of his body, he saw that the Yuan Shen who knew Qiu Yiye was being dragged towards the old demon of the Black Mountain by those Yin Ghosts, and the huge True Body Law Phase turned into a black light and chased over.

At this moment, the old demon of the Black Mountain suddenly sent out an infinite suction force, instantly sucking the primordial spirit of Zhiqiu Yiye into his body.

Yang Mo chased after him in a hurry, and as a result, under that suction, the black light that the true body law turned into was also sucked in.

As soon as he entered the sea of consciousness of the old demon of the Black Mountain, he found that the appearance around him was completely different from his sea of consciousness.

His sea of knowledge is a cosmic starry sky floating with countless star powers, and within the sea of knowledge of this old demon of the Black Mountain, there is a ghostly aura and gusting winds, which makes people very uncomfortable.

In the most central position of the sea of knowledge, on a high platform built of skeletons, the Yuan Shen of the old demon of Black Mountain was looking at the huge figure that broke in with a solemn face.

"What are you, but it's just a matter of the realm of the gods, how can there be a ......!"

Yang Mo said in an incomparably ethereal voice: "Hand over my senior brother's Yuan Shen ......"

"You're dreaming!"

The old demon of Montenegro waved his hand as he spoke, and countless yin ghosts immediately appeared in the sea of knowledge, all of which flew towards Yang Mo.

In the face of these yin ghosts, Yang Mo's mind moved, and an unpretentious sword shadow behind him immediately flew out, stabbing out pieces of ripple-like fluctuations.

After those yin ghosts were swept away by this ripple-like fluctuation, they suddenly shattered one by one like bubbles, turning into black smoke in the sky.

"In my mind, you still want to defeat me!"

The old demon of the Black Mountain said and waved his hand again, and those yin ghosts that had broken into black smoke condensed again, and came towards Yang Mo again.

Seeing this, Yang Mo seemed to have a slight understanding, and took back the unpretentious sword shadow behind him.

Immediately after, the jet-black and murderous sword shadow behind him flew out.

As soon as this sword shadow moved, the scene around Yang Mo Yuanshen immediately changed greatly, turning into a sea of blood rolling scarlet waves.

Above the sea of blood, countless blood-red figures writhing wildly broke out of the waves, and under the command of the pitch-black sword shadow, they fought with the Yin Ghost of the old demon of the Black Mountain.

Although these blood-red figures do not seem to be as powerful as the Yin Ghosts, they have the same abilities as the Yin Ghosts.

That is, even if they were beaten into a rain of blood by the Yin Ghosts, after the blood rain fell into the sea of blood, it would not be long before they recovered and came out to fight again.

Relying on this endless blood-red figure, Yang Mo temporarily coped with the attacks of those yin ghosts.

Immediately after, every time his true body and method walked towards the old demon of Black Mountain, the sea of blood around him would also move forward together.

In the sea of knowledge of the old demon of Montenegro, Yang Mo stepped on the sea of blood that was surging with angry waves, and walked towards the old demon of Montenegro step by step.

At this moment, he had already seen the position of Zhiqiu Yiye's primordial god, and he was nailed to the skeleton platform of the old demon of the Black Mountain.

However, the Yuan Shen of Zhiqiu Yiye looked very sluggish, as if he had lost control, and his eyes were full of dull looks.

After his true body was next to the skull platform, his huge body leaned down and stretched out his hand to grab the primordial god of Zhiqiu Yiye.

In the face of Yang Mo's movements, the black god old demon naturally wouldn't let her get her wish, and as soon as her body moved, countless black smoke-like tentacles danced wildly.

Seeing these tentacles, Yang Mo didn't stop his movements at all, but as soon as his mind moved, another sword shadow surrounded by energy flew out behind him.

After the sword shadow flew out, it immediately flew towards those tentacles, and the sword body brought an umbrella-shaped fluctuation, which instantly smashed these tentacles.

After a successful move, when Yang Mo wanted to continue the pursuit, he heard Yan Chixia's voice suddenly come from his heart.

"Brother Yang, don't immerse yourself in the omnipotence of the Yuan Shen, if you don't come back, your body will run out of oil and the lamp will run out!"

When Yan Chixia spoke, she looked at Yang Mo's body in the distance, whose face was already like gold paper, and all the seven orifices were oozing blood, and her expression was extremely anxious.

Yang Mo's cultivation has not reached the realm of the Yuan Shen out of body at all, and if the Yuan Shen stays outside for a while, it will all need to consume the body's original vitality.

It doesn't matter if it's in a short period of time, if it's a long time, I'm afraid that if you don't wait for the Yuan Shen to return, the vitality will be exhausted.

Hearing Yan Chixia's words, Yang Mo grabbed the Yuanshen of Zhiqiu Yiye, stepped on the sea of blood and flew out of the sea of knowledge of the old demon of the Black Mountain.

When his Yuan Shen arrived next to Yan Chixia, he reached out and slapped the Yuan Shen of Zhiqiu Yiye into it, turned around and drilled back towards his body.

When he returned to his body, he felt a feeling of incomparably weakness rushing over him, a feeling that his life force was severely overdrawn.

At the same time, the true body dharma that had returned to his sea of consciousness had also become a little sluggish.

"The current cultivation is still too reluctant to use this Yuan Shen out of the body."

When Yang Mo was muttering to himself, Yan Chixia next to him was holding Zhiqiu Yiye, unloading the sword box behind her and saying, "Go to the sword!" ”

Yan Chixia said as she stretched out her hand and pinched out the sword technique, and more than a dozen sword lights roared out, supporting the three of them and flying into the distance.

"I've found a way out in front of me, let's get out of here quickly!"

"It's not that easy to leave."

Under the roar of the old demon of the Black Mountain, a stone wall full of arms immediately appeared in front of Yang Mo and the three of them, blocking the road they signed into.

"I'm coming!"

Yang Mo bit his lip and jumped up from the flying sword, tried his best to unite his sword with his body, and made a thousand moves.

I saw him around the sword rainbow he incarnated, and the blue-black flame light turned into an umbrella-shaped sword light three or four zhang wide, dragging out a jellyfish-like tail light in the pitch black.

"Break it for me!"

With his shout, the sword light slammed into the stone wall, and after a loud bang, the stone wall was smashed on the spot.

Among the three people who escaped, they passed through the fragments, and the Xuanyuan Divine Sword in Yan Chixia's hand slashed out desperately, and immediately drew a spatial rift.

Yan Chixia threw Zhiqiu Yiye out first, hurriedly turned her head to look to the side, and shouted to Yang Mo, who had just withdrawn from the integration of the body and sword: "Hurry up!" ”

"Leave it for me!"

Seeing Yang Mo rushing to the side of the rift, the old demon of the Black Mountain shouted angrily, and the tentacles formed by boundless black smoke roared.

"Break the road!"

Facing this black smoke in the sky, Yang Momo Snow Sword swung out a ripple-like sword qi and swept over against the black smoke.

After the black smoke met this wave-like sword qi, it was like snow meeting the sun, and it melted away directly.

However, Yang Mo fought repeatedly, and the cost of the Yuan Shen out-of-body just now was too great, and when he used this trick halfway, blood spurted from his mouth, and he was no longer able to support the sword light.

The ripple-like sword qi was powerless, and it only blocked for a moment before it was broken through by the black smoke tentacles.

But it was just such a momentary effort, but Yan Chixia rushed to bring him up and flew out of the spatial rift.

"No!"

Behind them, only the unwilling roar of the old demon of Montenegro was left!