At the same time, Mu Hao's body was surrounded by countless ghosts whistling, which was diametrically opposed to the previous fairy sound, making a whining sound, like crying and resentment.

In the sky above Zhimocheng, spiritual power poured in frantically, and even hesitated the roar of spiritual power, and a violent wind appeared, so that outside of Mocheng, there was some spiritual power pouring in.

On the opposite side of the demon lord, an illusory world suddenly appeared, which was Mu Hao's Yama realm, thousands of ghosts, only Mu Hao.

The Yama Continent appeared, and the light between heaven and earth was violently absorbed by the continent, as if to welcome the arrival of countless ghosts, the heavens and the earth dimmed, Mu Hao stretched out his hand and waved it, and the entire spiritual power of the first to fifth orders of the battle platform was transmitted, which immediately caused a storm.

The continent is getting bigger and bigger, covering the entire Zhimo City, and a monument of the sky landed in the center of the continent, and an invisible sense of oppression spread all around.

Everyone was shocked by the Demon King's sword, and even more shocked Mu Hao's magical powers, that funeral monument seemed to stand in their hearts, and some people with low strength were a little out of breath, but they were still protected by the ancestors of the sect, so they escaped the catastrophe.

The Demon Monarch fell with a sword, the wind and clouds rolled upside down, and countless ghosts dissipated violently, but even so, the magic power that broke through Mu Hao, the Demon Monarch's knife, and the nine thousand runes on the knife immediately collapsed three thousand, turned into demonic energy, and slashed at Mu Hao again.

"Give me a crackdown..."

Mu Hao gritted his teeth, his spiritual power had been almost consumed, and he stretched out his hand with all his strength and pressed it fiercely.

The Yama Continent appeared in front of the Demon Lord, roaring away, as if to suppress the Demon Lord, and the Demon Sword, which had collapsed three thousand runes, fell violently at this moment.

The Yama Continent and the Demon Lord's collapsed three thousand runes collided with a knife, and there was a loud noise, and countless ghosts dissipated, but after a while, countless ghosts pounced, and the Demon Lord's sword was also terrifying, especially the colorful mang, which cut the entire Yama Continent into a bottomless ravine.

Mu Hao's body pale and took a few steps back, and the ghost Li also retreated, obviously for him, it was also extremely expensive.

"Damn..."In the eyes of the ghostly demon, the undisguised disgust was revealed, for him, it was an extremely uncomfortable thing to not be able to kill Mu Hao for a long time.

Ghost Li spit out a mouthful of blood, pointed towards the void, the demon lord in the sky behind him slammed away, the long knife in his hand, the remaining six thousand demon patterns collapsed, turned into rolling demonic energy, and poured into the magic knife, making the magic knife at this moment, the colorful color on the tip of the knife, spread violently, and finally, half of the magic knife was... Colorful colors.

Before the knife came out, there was a shocking meaning, and everyone's hearts were horrified, and a numb breath enveloped them.

The ancestors below were moved, this level of collision should not appear in their generation, it is the older generation that will appear.

"The two of them...... Unlimited..."

Ghost Li didn't speak, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, waved his right hand violently, and made a slashing action, and then, the demon lord behind him, at that moment, also made a slashing action, and the magic knife in his hand fell with a bang.

Mu Hao was not to be outdone, and absorbed the spiritual power of the fifth-order battle platform, and the three forms of burial had been brought into play to the extreme that Mu Hao could play, and the Yama realm was as real as it was.

"Burial..."

Mu Hao pressed it with one hand again, and there were more cracks in his body, and the spiritual power of his body was slowly passing.

The Yama Continent, with a monstrous momentum, with indomitable progress, with Mu Hao's persistent thoughts, pressed towards the demon lord, this time, it was not suppression, but a funeral.

The explosive combat power of the two of them caused countless people to be frightened, just like that Xuanyue, there was no longer that contempt before, he had to admit that Mu Hao and the two, even if they were like her back then, could not reach it.

Xiuya looked at this scene calmly, but his face was slightly moved and silent.

The other Tianjiao who participated in the Tianjiao Conference were all bitter, before them, it was Tianjiao, after this, I am afraid that there is no such strength, they have to admit that Tianjiao only belongs to the two who fought against the thrilling battle.

"It's still this trick, what a talent to realize such a magical power, Mu Hao..."Zhao Mei'er looked at this scene and turned into bitterness, she had seen Mu Hao's three burial styles before, and it turned into a shadow in her heart, and now, the shadow is even bigger.

The ancestors of all the sects sighed, this kind of Tianjiao is not in their own sect, otherwise, the sect will flourish, and it will be just around the corner.

In an instant, the wind and clouds were reversed, and in an instant, everyone's thoughts flickered, and in an instant, the two collided ......!

Rumble!!

There was an earth-shattering bang, and everyone's eardrums seemed to be about to shatter, and in the Yama Continent, countless ghosts dissipated, and they could not be restored immediately, and that continent was also directly cut in half by the colorful light.

However, such a price, in exchange, is the terrifying consumption of the magic knife, the colorful light dimmed, and the momentum decreased a lot, and after that, the heavenly burial monument in the continent flew out violently and landed towards the demon shadow.

The multicolored light dissipated layer by layer, and the funeral monument was also full of cracks, in the consumption of ghosts and the Yama Continent, the multicolored light was already a lot weaker, but it resisted the funeral monument for a moment, and the funeral monument full of some cracks was shattered.

The funeral monument was not blocked, falling towards the shadow of the demon lord, although the shadow of the demon monarch struggled, it was still useless, and then, there was a demonic aura coming out of the funeral monument, and the shadow of the demon monarch was directly buried by the funeral monument!!

As if struck by a strange force, the ghost flew backwards violently, hitting the barrier of the battle platform, causing rows of ripples.

After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, he looked at Mu Hao with gloomy eyes, sat up, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and then smiled slightly.

"I used to think that in the eastern land, in the secluded country, there was no one of my generation who was my opponent. ”

Ghost Li slowly stood up, looked at the embarrassment on his body, shook his head, and continued.

"Those so-called peers Tianjiao, in my eyes, are just waste, and they never need to go all out when they fight, because they are not qualified..."

Ghost Li took out a delicate box, the box was engraved with clouds, that was Yunteng, between the clouds, there was a feather drawn, the feathers were seven colors, standing on top of the clouds, although it was a painting, but it made people look at it a little distracted, and the Dao heart collapsed.

A drop of soul blood floated out of the center of the ghost's eyebrows, this soul blood is extremely precious, and a monk only has a few drops, and in the soul blood, there is a faint demon shadow churning.

"You shouldn't be a person from Dongtu, you are a person of the same generation, your own strength is weaker than mine, but the combat power that broke out is far beyond that of your peers, you are indeed Tianjiao, or the sun, moreover, Tianjiao is the best..."

That drop of soul blood dripped on the box, to be precise, it was on the feather on the top of the box, and the feather instantly turned red, and then it automatically opened, revealing the two feathers inside.

One is six colors, one is seven colors.

"Originally, I thought that only the true sect of the Guwu Continent would be qualified to enjoy this trick, but I didn't expect that there was a ...... in Youguo, Mu Hao."

Ghost Li casually took out the two feathers, plus the previous multicolored feather, in his hand, holding three feathers, the appearance of the three feathers made Mu Hao feel a palpitation, not only that, but the sense of oppression spread to the bottom, making almost everyone present feel depressed.

"This is the peacock king in the young, middle-aged, old three periods of feathers dropped, colorful for the young, six color for the middle, colorful for the old, these three color feathers, is not willing to spend some effort, personally for me to sacrifice, there is a type of supernatural power, need to use three feathers, if the magic power can be caught, then the heavenly pride of the country, no one is your opponent......"

Between the ghostly words, the Shou Yuan in the body was slowly passing, but the eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and Shou Yuan was introduced into the feather, and a powerful fluctuation emanated.

"Five-colored Yellow Spring River..."

Ghost Li picked up the feather in his hand, and with a fierce brush, a colorful aurora transformed, in the sky, turned into a colorful river, there was a ghost crying wolf howling in the river, and there was a sinister laughing sound, that was the Huangquan River, the legend of the Huangquan River is a yellow and turbid river, but at this moment, it is colorful, this is the five-colored Huangquan River.

Ghost Li's face was pale, there were only two feathers left in his hand, the colorful feathers turned into five-colored Huangquan River, he didn't have any expression, let the feathers in his hand absorb his Shouyuan, and then, with the feathers in his hand, he brushed it violently.

"Six-color reincarnation sea..."

On the Huangquan River, a sea suddenly appeared, the sea was six-colored, and the breath revealed in it was incomprehensible... Transmigration.

Reincarnation, people say it verbally, but they don't know that it is reincarnation, they only know that in reincarnation, there is no beginning and no end in sight, and there is only that long process, the extreme of life is death, and the extreme of death is life, which is reincarnation.

The ghostly figure has shrunk terribly, but he is still not moved, he has long known that this magical power is extremely harmful.

He stretched out his withered hand and brushed it again.

"Seven Colors of the Netherworld"

Above the Huangquan River is the Reincarnation Sea, and above the Reincarnation Sea, there is an illusion, which is a colorful illusion, with the power of heaven falling, and the overflow of the nine shades of qi, which is the seven-colored Netherworld, and even the clouds are appearing, which adds a bit of heavenly might.

"Mu Hao, I know that you still have a killing move, this is my last move, I can catch it, this Dongtu disciple is proud of the first day, it is none other than you, you can't, you can only sink in the Huangquan River, wander in the sea of reincarnation, and be buried under the netherworld. ”

Mu Hao looked at the scene in the sky that made his scalp tingle, his face was calm, he thought that there were only three years, if he died in the battle with the ghost, he would not regret it, because the other party was the most heavenly pride in the east soil.

After the baptism of the poison of blood burial, Mu Hao has long looked down on life and death, death is not terrible, what is terrible is that he does not dare to fight, so Mu Hao chose to fight.

Fighting a person with a clear conscience, fighting the result of fighting with his own way, this is the monk.

However, on the green clouds of others, my heart is still wilder than the sky.

Mu Hao took a step forward, he smiled slightly, his fighting intent was monstrous, he withdrew the Fengtian pen, took out a piece of Yinian Shura flower petals, and slowly put it into his mouth, a bad breath grew from his body, and at the same time, his right hand quickly pinched, and in his eyes, it became a golden pupil, and between the golden threads, there was an invisible momentum.

This article is from the novel of Kanshu.com