The black pupils condensed under the firmament, and the terrifying breath of killing permeated, dressed in black, with a pair of blood pupils, and a golden long sword, the incongruous appearance exuded the most terrifying spiritual power fluctuations.

Facing Mo Xiao now, a sense of fear suddenly appeared in the bottom of Ling Xie's heart, because, at this moment, he clearly felt that the breath of killing was actually affecting his enchantment, and the originally unbreakable enchantment actually appeared a wisp of broken fluctuations at this moment.

"What's going on. Mo Xiao in front of him frowned, and his cultivation in front of him was only at the middle level of the ancient level, but it was this cultivation of the middle level of the ancient that made all kinds of uneasiness emerge in his heart.

There was blood light gushing out of the blood-colored eyes, and the corners of Mo Xiao's mouth suddenly wiped a surprising smile, and then, with a flick of the emperor sword in his right hand, the terrifying sword qi burst out, and then, when the terrifying sword qi bombarded the enchantment of the Demon Order, the enchantment actually trembled slightly, just a random blow, which made the enchantment of the Demon Sect tremble. This was something that even Long Hao couldn't do before, but now Mo Xiao has done it. What's even more incredible is that the enchantment didn't bring any anti-shock power to Mo Xiao, obviously, when the enchantment resisted that terrifying sword qi, it no longer had the strength to counter-shock Mo Xiao.

The Nine Dao Instrument Spirits, except for the only woman, all showed a deep shock on their faces.

"Who is this boy? The one who spoke was an old man with crutches in both hands, the old man had a calm face, staring at Mo Xiao deadly, when he saw Mo Xiao's blood-colored pupils, the old man's hands trembled slightly at this time, and then, the whole person shuddered. "Those eyes!"

"Extinguishing the pupil!" Long Hao said coldly. The eyes that looked at Mo Xiao also changed. Before, it was a kind of disdain for Mo Xiao, a kind of condescension. And now, it's a kind of fear, a wrinkled fear.

"I haven't seen such eyes in many years. Among the Nine Dao Instrument Spirits, the man wearing the Taoist robe also shook the feather fan in his hand slightly, and said with some emotion.

"Feng Lingtian, although I don't know what you used to threaten my enchantment, I tell you, no matter how strong you are today, you will definitely not be able to break my enchantment. The enchantment trembled, and the worry in the heart of the demon became more and more intense, and when combined with the calm and calm expression on Mo Xiao's face now, the demon suddenly had a feeling that Mo Xiao in front of him might really be able to destroy his own enchantment.

Mo Xiao just responded with a smile at the words of the evil order, and the sword in his right hand was raised again. Then, the ancient pupil behind him slowly opened, and the moment the pupil opened, a desolate force diffused. At the same time, the evil could feel that the spiritual power of the enchantment he had planted was being absorbed by the pupil behind Mo Xiao little by little.

"Damn!" "Damn!" Ling Evil's hands were sealed, and above the barrier, a longbow appeared, and at this moment, the longbow had been opened to the maximum range it could bear, and then, a black long arrow on the longbow was off the string!

The long black arrow composed of the terrifying power of resentment pierced straight towards Mo Xiao's hole.

Mo Xiao raised his head, indifferently stared at the long arrow that was flying rapidly, reached out with his left hand, and held it lightly, and then, the long arrow collapsed at a speed like destroying the ancient era.

"How is it possible!" the sword order evil, as well as the eight people in the Nine Instrument Spirits except for the woman, all exclaimed. Everyone understands how terrifying that arrow is, but it is such a terrifying long arrow, but under Mo Xiao's gentle grip, it turned into nothingness.

"No! How could you stop it? Could it be that you have already stepped into the Eternal Perfection?" Therefore, at this moment, the evil of the sword is wondering if Mo Xiao is hiding his strength, and the other party's true cultivation has entered the eternal consummation.

Mo Xiao didn't answer, but looked at Ling Xie and smiled slightly, and this smile made Ling Xie shudder deeply.

At this moment, Yu Lingxie was suddenly afraid, he was afraid that the person in front of him, his original self-confidence, under Mo Xiao's smile, completely collapsed. He could feel that Mo Xiao's true cultivation was only stepping on the ancient middle level, only stepping on the ancient middle level, but even if the other party's strength was vulnerable in his eyes, he was still afraid. That kind of fear, that kind of fear, comes from the depths of the heart, and has nothing to do with cultivation.

"I don't believe it! I can't kill you!" At this moment, Ling Xie also fell into madness. The hands were sealed again, and in an instant, on the ground around them, an illusory resentful spirit appeared with the power. Envelops the entire barrier. This is the resentful soul of a continent, trapped in the enchantment by the Evil Spirit, and now, the Evil Soul has been released, and he wants to use these Evil Spirits to kill Mo Xiao, and these Spirits are also the last cards of the Evil Spirit, he doesn't know, if even these Evil Spirits can't kill Mo Xiao, then what should he do.

Feeling the endless resentful soul, Mo Xiao slowly closed his eyes, and then the emperor sword in his hand also disappeared into nothingness. And the ancient pupils behind him are also gradually dissipating.

"It's a familiar feeling. ”

Mo Xiao said softly, and in the next moment, Mu Ran opened his eyes. At this moment, Mo Xiao's hair returned to its usual state, his pupils were no longer red, and the killing breath on his body also quietly dissipated, but. On his face, a touch of vicissitudes suddenly appeared. The moment these resentful spirits appeared, Mo Xiao was much older.

"Emperor!" Time shuttled, and in Mo Xiao's mind, the past suddenly appeared, that was once, countless people in the human world, for their own sake, were willing to turn into resentful spirits and send Mo Xiao into reincarnation. And now, the resentful souls in this place reminded Mo Xiao of the past, when countless people in the human world fell into darkness for themselves.

"Everyone. Long. It's gone. Mo Xiao spoke softly, not knowing if he was reminiscing about the past, or if he was talking about the resentful souls in this enchantment.

"Haha! You must be delirious. Seeing Mo Xiao's current appearance, a smile actually appeared on Ling Xie's face, because, at this time, he thought that Mo Xiao had lost his mind by that resentful soul, so he would talk nonsense.

And just when the evil thief was happy, suddenly, a loud voice sounded.

"Broken!"

Just one word, and then, Mo Xiao pointed out, the enchantment laid by the evil order, it took thousands of years, and the enchantment laid with the resentful soul of a continent as a sacrifice was actually under Mo Xiao's word, and it quickly collapsed. Shattered.