Gu Yong nodded and said: "At least it can also let me perceive his position, these days, no matter what happens, you don't care, just concentrate on carving these runes, with me staying here, no one will threaten you." ”

Mo Feng sat down cross-legged and began to gaze at the nine flutes of runes of different shapes.

He didn't tell Guyon, in fact, he already had one of them. Because this is not a rune at all, but a method of operation of the abyssal qi, Tianshu has already taught him a seal technique.

Based on this seal, he looked at the remaining eight, and there was a sense of familiarity with the bypass, but if he simply drew the runes, he could actually complete it now.

But why did he rush to save time for Gu Yong? At least it would take four days to observe the situation. Although it is easy to play with fire and self-immolation by walking a tightrope between these two people, if you don't, it will only be more dangerous to mix in the middle with the strength of Mo Feng.

The first two days were calm, but by the next night, the surrounding abyss waters had begun to shake and surge, and from the altar, you could see dense white bone soldiers coming on the waves, as if they were connected into a sea of white bones.

Gu Yong sat peacefully under the altar, as calm as if he hadn't seen these surging dark soldiers.

With the altar as the center of the circle, the circumference of a radius of 100 meters seemed to have an insurmountable invisible boundary, and when these dark soldiers rushed to kill with their weapons held high, they exploded on this boundary with a bang, turning into countless bone powder.

From above, the sight was terrifying, as the endless white bone soldiers crumbled into white dust one after another, as if dyeing the black waters white.

This scene is clear and silent, but it is shocking both physically and mentally.

Mo Feng lowered his head and no longer looked at the white-boned dark soldiers who were fighting the fire, but just casually drew the fifth rune, of course, only "reluctantly" succeeded after countless failures.

In his quiet simulation and deduction, he actually mastered the fifth seal.

The first three are all offensive seals, and it seems that four, five, or six should all be defensive seals?

Mo Feng doesn't know the origin of these seals, but he doesn't have a lot of skills, since he is idle now, he might as well learn more things.

Countless white bone dark soldiers tirelessly and fearlessly swept through until noon on the third day, until the last alien beast white bone smashed into that invisible boundary, and the abyss sea returned to quiet.

However, this is just the beginning.

When Gu Yong saw the mighty alien beasts gathering into a tide rushing towards him, he couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, because at the forefront of these alien beasts were rows and rows of Yuan soldiers.

"That's right, as the king of the abyss, if you don't even have this bit of control, it's too ridiculous and generous. However, the more than 100 Yuan soldiers under my control, you should not be able to command. Gu Yong said lightly, still sitting cross-legged in place.

That layer of invisible boundaries was finally hit like never before, as if it was being held up by these strange beasts and abyssal soldiers, and it shrank inward inch by inch.

On the night of the third day, when it shrank to a radius of ten meters, under the impact of the force of the boundary anti-shock, there were already few scattered around, and there were not many abyssal beasts left.

Only then did Gu Yong stand up and wave his robe casually, and the rest were also wiped out by the black light like grasshoppers shaking trees.

Looking at Gu Yong's calm and relaxed appearance, these two shocks didn't seem to cause any loss to him at all.

"How many are there?" Gu Yong suddenly asked.

"The seventh one is almost over. ”

"Can it be resolved by tomorrow night?"

"Yes. ”

Gu Yong withdrew his gaze and didn't ask any more questions, as if he was closing his eyes and breathing.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth shook together, and the light of the demon moon reflected on the deep black water, as if rippling with invisible ripples.

The moonlight swayed downwards and the sea rolled upwards.

Booming.

The altar between the sea and the sky couldn't help but creak, as if the whole heaven and earth were crowding out Gu Yong, trying to crush him inch by inch into flying ashes.

"Yes, that's a bit of a sight to behold. ”

After laying an invisible barrier around the ink wind, Gu Yong floated down from the edge of the altar, and the black air around his body surged into the night like ink, like the deepest darkness before dawn.

A person, standing between the sea and the sky, seems to be the enemy of the whole world.

Heaven and water meet, as if the gods have closed their eyes, but some people are unwilling to let him close their eyes.

Looking at Gu Yong, who forcibly opened the entire world, Mo Feng inexplicably remembered a certain myth that opened the world, of course, the Gu Yong in front of him was obviously not as great as the mythical Pangu, but this terrifying and terrifying scene seemed to be not far away.

He slowly sketched out the seventh rune, and it was spiritually engraved on the groove on the altar, echoing the other six.

At the same time, there seems to be a rumor behind it.

Mo Feng turned his head to look and saw Shu's familiar figure again.

But before he could get close to Mo Feng, a white dress was forcibly embedded between them, placing the two of them at both ends.

So Gu Yong fought with heaven and earth, and the woman in white fought with Shu again.

Mo Feng couldn't figure it out, what was the Dry Soul trying to do? How did she feel, she seemed to be helping on both sides?

The sea and the sky gradually converged into a line, leaving only less than two meters high.

In this narrow heaven and earth, both sides are fighting fiercely, but unlike the Qiansoul side, which has a slight upper hand, the confrontation between Gu Yong and heaven and earth seems to be too thin.

When a cultivator gathers spiritual power, it comes from heaven and earth after all, so how can he compete with the entire heaven and earth?

But Mo Feng couldn't see any panicked expression on Gu Yong's face, even though he was about to be crushed into powder by the slowly covering and closing sky and sea.

"Can you finish drawing the runes now?" Gu Yong suddenly said lightly.

Mo Feng still replied just now: "At noon tomorrow at the earliest, tomorrow night at the latest." ”

"Really, can't?" Gu Yong didn't look at him, but Mo Feng clearly felt a tightness all over his body, as if he was overwhelmed by an invisible force, making him a little difficult to breathe.

"No, you can't. Mo Feng barely squeezed out two words.

Gu Yong then turned his head to look at him, there was no emotion in his eyes, no doubt, no gloom, no impatience, as calm as the deepest pool of water, without a trace of ripples.

Mo Feng stared at him, and the movements of his hands stopped unconsciously, and the pressure that surged on his face seemed to seep into every inch of his flesh and blood, no easier than the weight of heaven and earth that Gu Yong was bearing at the moment. But even so, his gaze still did not dodge or waver at all.

Gu Yong retracted his gaze and looked up at the sky, to be precise, at the round of demon moon: "Do you really think that I won't kill you?

Mo Feng silently did not answer.

The purple-red sky hung over Gu Yong's head, and under his feet was the endless sea water, but at this moment, the black sea water was as solid as black soil, and Gu Yong stood on it as if he were standing on land.

He raised his hand, as if he were fishing for the moon in the water.

But he grasped the demon moon in the sky that was always smeared with purple and red light.

The demon moon shook violently, and the edge turned into nothingness in an instant, and the hazy light and shadow bloomed with endless cold red light, as if dyeing people's vision into blood.

Gu Yong's right hand was as if it had been plated with a layer of blood, red and terrifying.

That layer of blood light spread down his right hand to his whole body, and in an instant, it seemed to put on a blood-red robe for Gu Yong.

Gu Yong stood still, but his right hand clenched violently.

Knock, knock, knock.

The demon moon throbbed like a heartbeat, as if it would burst open in the next moment.

The blood light retreated from Gu Yong's body, like thousands of red threads peeling off their cocoons, dissipating and disappearing, and the demon moon that was held in the palm of Gu Yong's hand also slammed, disappearing in a red mist.

The abyss of losing the demon moon plunged into the deepest darkness in an instant, as if it could no longer tolerate the slightest light.

Gu Yong stretched out his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth, a trace of scarlet blood was clearly visible, but there was still no superfluous expression on his face, just quietly watching the sky and sea returning to normal.

At the same time, there was a loud pop on the other side, and then the woman in white floated faintly and said softly, "I have escaped." ”

Gu Yong snorted, and suddenly said, "He has already escaped from your hands twice." ”

The woman in white did not change her expression, but said lightly and old-fashionedly: "It's not more than three." ”

"I hope so. After saying that, Gu Yong sat back under the altar, closed his eyes and said no more.

The woman in white stood beside him, a flash of brilliance flashed in her eyes, and then she raised her head lightly, and her gaze was fixed on Mo Feng again.

Mo Feng also looked at her, and although the contact was only for a second, it seemed endless.

Mo Feng saw the warning of the woman in white, there was murderous intent but no murderous intent, and Gu Yong was just the opposite, he had murderous intent but no murderous intent.

Good intentions and bad intentions are sometimes clear with just one glance.

Mo Feng didn't speed up the speed of carving runes, in fact, Gu Yong's words were sinister intentions, just to test him. If Gu Yong had already decided that Mo Feng was deliberately delaying time, then he would have killed Mo Feng directly, or at least he would have made him suffer a little, and he would never have been so lightly exposed. If Mo Feng is weak because of this, he carves the runes in three or two clicks, wouldn't this be a self-confession?

However, playing tricks with such a strong man who has lived for hundreds of years, Mo Feng has indeed taken a great risk, and it is impossible to say that he is not nervous at all. Because one wrong step is the destruction of the whole thing.

Until Mo Feng drew the eighth rune in the night, there was still calm around him, as if the King of the Abyss had given up on blocking it.

But the more this is the case, Gu Yong, who was originally calm, appeared a little dignified for the first time.

"Click, tick, tick......"

The sky was as dark as the deepest mist, and suddenly a drop of cold black rain fell, splashing circles on the surface of the sea. Then drop by drop, it turned into a torrential rain and a downpour in an instant.

Every drop of rain is the purest source of abyssal qi.