At the beginning, the Nine Saint Clans that they met in the Origin Heaven Secret Realm, their elders were all powerhouses of the Transformation God Realm, and they almost let Yang Mu fall there.

At that time, he fused the power of the Primordial Evil Fire for the first time, and the Primordial Evil Flame dominated his body, so that they were temporarily suppressed.

However, the price paid for this was that Yang Mu almost lost his mind. If it weren't for the stability of his Dao heart, I'm afraid he would have been completely lost.

Later, no matter what kind of opponent he encountered, Yang Mu didn't dare to exert all the power of the original heavenly evil fire, it was too dangerous.

However, since then, Yang Mu has not encountered a strong opponent in the Transformation God Realm, so he is not afraid.

The monster in front of him was the powerhouse of the early stage of the Transformation God Realm that Yang Mu had fought for the first time since leaving the Origin Heaven Secret Realm.

"Bang-"

Yang Mu used the Nine Holy Tricks, and only used part of the original Heavenly Evil Fire to fight this monster.

He is no longer the little monk he was at the beginning, under the continuous tempering of the original heavenly evil fire, the Nirvana method directly made Yang Mu cultivate into a golden body precursor, and the surface of his body was full of precious light.

Even if he fought against the powerhouses in the early stage of the Transformation God Realm, he no longer needed to rely on the Origin Heaven Evil Fire.

As soon as the two fought fiercely, the monster took half a step back.

"Roar—"

Yang Mugang was about to take advantage of the momentum to pursue, but this monster retreated as advance, and when he opened his mouth, he roared all his life, and the black smoke around him suddenly dissipated. There are black lines on his body, which are all words handed down from an unknown age, containing secret powers.

These words appeared on the surface of his body as he used his true qi.

"Six Realms Divine Skill?" Yang Mu's pupils contracted, and when he couldn't strike just now, he already felt something in his heart.

The Primordial Heavenly Evil Fire could melt even the finest Noble Phantasm, let alone a monk, and at that time, he had already realized that the person in front of him was probably no longer a simple human being.

At this time, seeing these words on his body, as well as the black mist wrapped around him, Yang Mu recognized it at that time, this is the means of the Six Realms Divine Skill!

One after another low roars came out, and behind this monster, there were seven more people coming out of the billowing black smoke.

These eight people, or eight monsters, all have the same demeanor, except for slight differences in face and body shape, everything else is similar.

"Puppetry," Yang Mu said with a hint of anger in his eyes, "It's really crazy to deal with me." ”

"These are all living people, just controlled by evil magic, unconscious and even alive!"

One of the puppets stretched out a finger towards Yang Mu, and there was a thick black mist entwined around his arm, which turned into a black dragon and slaughtered him.

The other people also made their own moves, or their bodies skyrocketed, attacked strongly, or used spells to conjure up all kinds of evil beasts and fight.

Yang Mu stood quietly in the distance, he put away the original heavenly evil fire, and began to mobilize the chill hidden in his body.

The Abyss Divine Decisive began to work, and a layer of mist began to emerge around him.

The Origin Heavenly Evil Fire and the Nine Sacred Techniques were certainly powerful, but the hole card he really faced the enemy was the Extreme Abyss Divine Decision that he had started cultivating first. The more I meditated, the more I felt that this exercise was really unfathomable.

The Seven Cold Sealing Demons, using a unique cold aura, can seal the enemy's acupoints, and even seal their own wounds. It is dominated by the cold air of the extreme abyss, and it is ever-changing.

The Ice Array Dragon can construct various formations just by relying on the ice crystals suspended around it. Although limited by its scale, it cannot deny the mystery of this treasure art.

He wants to lay out the formation he created, the Nine Cold Sealing Demon Array!

At the beginning of the Qingyu Sect's Heaven Sacrifice Conference, Yang Mu once fought against Qing Xuan, a genius of the inner gate and a disciple of the head of the sect. Qing Xuan cultivated and mastered the first few treasures of the Qingyu Immortal Classic, and even fused them together.

It was the real Qingyu Treasure Technique, compared to what the other junior brothers used, it was like cloud mud.

Since then, Yang Mu has moved his mind, what would it be like if he could integrate all the treasures of the Extreme Abyss Divine Decision.

The Nine Cold Sealing Demon Array is the fusion of the first two styles of the Extreme Abyss Divine Duel, if nothing else, it should be able to help him get rid of the danger in front of him.

Yang Mu inserted the Heavenly Power Sword on the ground, and with it as a guide, the true qi of the Extreme Abyss Divine Decision escaped towards the four fields, and the fog area around him continued to expand.

The bodies of the eight monsters have already moved, and every move is as fast as the wind, and it is coming in an instant.

Unmoved, Yang Mu's true qi around his body was like a wisp, controlling the distribution of every inch of cold air in the fog area.

"It's just a puppet without feelings and thoughts," the corners of Yang Mu's mouth overflowed with a faint bloodstain, but he smiled wildly, "You wait for the younger generation, even if there are ten more people and hundreds of people, why not?!"

"Whoever comes, I will punish them!"

With this god-like aria, the space around him distorted slightly for a moment.

The figures of these monsters all stopped, and the black dragon almost reached Yang Mu's back heart by three inches, and the fist of one of them had already hit the hair hanging from Yang Mu's sideburns.

A mouthful of blood spit out from Yang Mu's mouth, and this level of formation naturally has to pay a lot of price.

However, his smile did not diminish, and he still laughed wildly, "It's done, it's done!"

"This kind of power is actually a little more powerful than I expected! The various treasure techniques of the Extreme Abyss Divine Decision, like the Qingyu Immortal Scripture, are the real mystery when used together!"

As if he was stupid, he muttered to himself as he pulled the Heavenly Power Sword out of the ground.

A sword slashed the dragon that the spell had turned into a black mist, and another sword pierced through the chest of one of the puppets, destroying the runes in its body.

"If the Qingyu Immortal Dictionary and the Extreme Abyss Divine Determination are all like this, then the other exercises, is it also the same?"

Yang Mu's eyes flickered, and there was a flame of excitement in them, "Yes, these exercises are all created by the great power of the ancestors, and all the exercises run through the pure same Dao, as it should be!"

He kept extinguishing the vitality of those puppets in his hands, but in his heart he kept speculating and gradually becoming distracted.

"Roar—"

Finally, one of the puppets was already free from the restraints and attacked him with a punch.

Yang Mu was caught off guard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, flying directly out dozens of meters away, breaking the thick tree body.

The puppet's wisdom is gone, but it is abnormally healthy, and its body flashes and is about to pursue, leaving a circle of white smoke in place.

Yang Mugang was punched, and his strength was exhausted, but he had no way to deal with it, so he could only watch the puppet's punch come in an instant.

"Stop!"

A coquettish shout sounded categorically, and in the gentle true qi like silk, it was a little domineering.

The young woman who suddenly appeared blocked in front of Yang Mu like this, holding a short sword in her backhand, blocking the puppet's attack.

This woman is dressed in white and wins the snow, even the back is touching and unforgettable.

"Duan Chuxia?" Yang Mu was stunned, he didn't expect that he would be saved by such a person.