"I'm a big, who is this making such a big move!" Wan Zai Xuanshen is trying to control the power of the soul to fight against the power of the Dao Source that is somewhat rampant. At this moment, there was a stupid yellow-faced man, standing outside Mo Mo's house with a righteous face.

This loud bang was not trivial, not only did it cause the Wanzai Xuanshen, who was controlling the power of the soul, to suffer a backlash, but even Mo Mo, who was running the power of the Dao Source, also spurted out a mouthful of blood.

This scene happened to be watched by Zhang Meng and the yellow-faced man outside, both of whom were confused and inexplicable.

"Mo ...... How are you!" Zhang Meng anxiously shouted in the direction of Momo, and then quickly ran towards Momo's room.

The yellow-faced man's ape-like arms instantly blocked Zhang Meng's way.

"You can't go over, he's at risk of going mad. The yellow-faced man said coldly, looking at the large-scale Dao Venerable Law Appearance behind Mo Mo, his heart was also shocked, "How can the standard of this Shadow Palace for accepting newcomers get higher and higher, it is not surprising that you can have the conditions to cultivate Dao Techniques, but this Heart Tranquility Phase, how can there be such a big one." ”

Zhang Meng was stopped by the yellow-faced man, but he also stayed where he was and didn't dare to move, looking at the shadow of the Daozun Fa Xiang, his heart was also inexplicable.

"What is the origin of Momo, one will say that it is from the Underworld Beast Empire, and the other will be stinky, I heard my father say that he is very close to the Star Soul System on the other side of the academy. But now, how can there be a Dao Venerable Law behind him, when he was studying with himself that day, he obviously didn't use Dao techniques!" Zhang Meng pondered in his heart.

At this time, Mo Mo was not as calm as he seemed on the surface, the power of the Dao source in his body was still circulating in the meridians, and at this time, the Wanzai Xuan Shen who manipulated the power of the soul could barely control Mo Mo's body temperature. But Wanzai Xuanshen knew that if it lasted for another stick of incense, the soul power in the soul space would be exhausted. At that time, I'm afraid Momo will really turn into an ice sculpture.

"Boss, boss, wake up, can you hear my voice?"

All that answered him was silence.

"That's good, boss, you're going to kill the little one. Wan Zai Xuanshen cried and shouted, while shouting, he had to manipulate the power of the soul to constantly wrap the unruly power of the Dao Source.

At this time, Wan Zai Xuanshen didn't forget to look outside, to see if the people outside could help Mo Mo, and to solve the urgent need now, but he looked at the yellow-faced man standing outside, and sighed in disappointment: "Alas, it is a martial idiot who is one level higher than a martial artist, and it seems that he has just entered the realm of martial idiot, and he has no fighting spirit at all, otherwise, he can also help Mo Mo resist the boundless and endless cold poison brought by the power of this source." ”

Wan Zai Xuan Shen sighed in frustration, while looking around, looking for all the foreign things that could help Mo Mo, at this moment, Wan Zai Xuan Shen suddenly found the Scythe of Death not far from Mo Mo.

"Death, your grandmother's, look at you!"

Wanzai Xuanshen is already desperate, and at this time, the soul power that he can manipulate is close to exhaustion, so he uses the last bit of power to release a two-fold door of power to open up, and the power of this skill is carefully calculated by Wanzai Xuanshen.

Under the gaze of the yellow-faced middle-aged man and Zhang Meng, a cracking sound suddenly sounded from below Mo Mo, and Mo Mo was instantly moved half a distance away, impartially, and happened to sit on the box containing the scythe of death.

Mo Mo seemed to snort unconsciously, and the soul space was also instantly silent, and he fell into a burst of emptiness, and then passed out.

At this time, Mo Mo's body temperature began to slowly decrease again without the interference of soul power, as the power of Dao Yuan ran faster and faster, his body temperature also dropped faster and faster, even if the window of his room was no longer there, but from the window there was still a white vast air conditioner, this time, the people outside, could no longer see what was going on inside.

The yellow-faced middle-aged man was a little uneasy, he knew in his heart that something had happened here that he couldn't solve, without further ado, he had to hurry up and find a master now.

"Xiaomeng, don't move here, protect the Dharma for this young man, I'll go back as soon as I go, and before I come back, don't act rashly. The yellow-faced man said very carefully.

"Good. Zhang Meng didn't dare to slack off, and replied seriously.

After the yellow-faced man finished speaking, he jumped up, and disappeared into the phantom array of the Shadow Palace.

At this time, Mo Mo was completely unconscious, and he was like a puppet of the Dragon and Phoenix Bible at this time, passively cultivating that he couldn't stop. As Momo's body temperature became more and more abnormal, the Scythe of Death sitting under him finally had a slight reaction.

"Is this kid in danger?" the Grim Reaper muttered to himself in the mustard seed space of the Grim Reaper's Scythe, and after a while, his body shook and he said slowly, "Jiuji, Jiuji, I didn't expect that with your boundless avenue, you could still comprehend such a stubborn Dao, hahaha." Since you gave me such a good opportunity, how could I waste it. World, let me enjoy your monstrous feast, hahaha!"

The Grim Reaper licked his chapped mouth, and in his empty eyes, a trace of strange greed was revealed, and a pair of dry hands slowly formed a few handprints, only to see a thin black silk, slowly flying towards the entrance of the mustard seed space, like a black sharp arrow shot out, piercing a broken void.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the Scythe of Death was covered with strange patterns, the patterns on the black blade were not very obvious, but they made the deep black scythe shine and black as ink.

The god of death in the mustard seed space also spit out a mouthful of blood at this time, and his thin face seemed to be a little more shriveled, as if the understatement just now hurt him greatly, but from his expression, he seemed to see a little excitement.

At this time, the Death Scythe had already felt the chill emanating from Momo's body, and the entire scythe began to tremble and make a buzzing sound. Just as a bee sees a flower it likes, and a jackal sees a fat hare, it suddenly begins to be irritable.

Originally, the sickle box was quietly cushioned under Momo's buttocks, but in the blink of an eye, the black light was flourishing, emitting a burst of shocking black light, Zhang Meng, who was flashed to his eyes by the black light, only felt that it was dark in front of him, as if at this moment, he had forgotten who he was, and after a while, he came back to his senses with palpitations, and did not dare to look at Momo again.

At this time, Mo Mo still didn't know what was going on with him, and the black light shining on the Death Scythe had slowly begun to surround Mo Mo's body.

Moving slowly, like a dark cloud in transit, and like hot black oil. With that kind of calm and steady momentum, the cold air around Mo Mo's body was consumed little by little.

The Dao source power in Mo Momo's body seemed to be like a great enemy at this time, and it was even more crazy to rage, but this black qi that was slowly impregnated with Mo Mo was not the power of the soul, so it was not moved at all, and it actually flowed slowly along Mo Mo's meridians little by little.

The power of the source of the Dao is like an endless river, struggling to wash away the black silk that wants to blend in, but the black silk is like a fish in the river, but it slowly wanders with the power of the source, and he is not moved at all by how the power of the source crashes on the shore and rolls the waves.

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