Now, Mo Wuxian has once again gained a powerful servant, and through the servant he has learned something.

The six-eared macaque's golden stick is a powerful perfection-level artifact, the characteristics are indestructible, nothing is broken, and what can be restrained is the softest artifact.

And the six-eared macaque used to be the gatekeeper of the strongest in a certain world, but he fell in a battle and became the door god of the eighth layer of the Divine Tomb, which is also the reason why he is not afraid of thunder.

The six-eared macaque has vast magical powers, and its strength is equivalent to the level of the gods of the Martial Spirit Continent, and because of the golden stick, its strength is unfathomable.

After learning some things about the six-eared macaque, Mo Wuxian recalculated that the cultivation of the Martial Spirit Continent was not the ultimate, and the Divine Realm should be a completely new realm, and it was also divided into levels.

After sorting out a little thought, he looked into the depths of the eighth layer, the sky was surging irregularly, and in the distance, the glow was bending, and he couldn't see what was really there.

His current realm is very high, and his divine thoughts are very strong and powerful, but in the eighth layer of the divine tomb, he still can't use his divine thoughts to investigate.

He looked into the distance, feeling the dangerous aura in the glow, and smiled wryly.

He is not reckless now, he already knows that even the owner of the Divine Tomb will die at any time, the real test is on the eighth layer, to move forward, you can only rely on strength, only if the strength is strong enough, can you save your life.

Faintly, he seemed to understand something, until now, he was not the real master of the Divine Tomb, if he was really the master, he could control everything in the Divine Tomb, and now, obviously, he couldn't do it, that is, he should only be the candidate owner of the Divine Tomb, and only when he reached the ninth layer could he be qualified.

He asked, "How big is it?"

The six-eared macaque turned around and looked into the depths and said, "I don't know!"

He asked, "How many strong people are there, and what is the state of strength?"

The six-eared macaque said: "The Divine Tomb is the last happy land of the strong, the deeper it is, the stronger the strong should be, there is a silent mountain thousands of meters away, where there is a person, even if I am not his opponent, therefore, I do not recommend the master to continue to go deeper!"

Mo Wuxian nodded, and he didn't want to go on, even the six-eared macaque was afraid of people, if he didn't become a master of the God Realm, he would be sent to death if he went!

He left the Tomb and returned to the Illusory Demon Realm again.

As he disappeared for three years and two months, the Seven Little Demon Venerables outside were all crazy, and they even suspected that Mo Wuxian was still in the Illusory Realm.

As soon as Mo Wuxian appeared, the Seven Little Demon Venerables looked over at the same time in different directions, and then rumbled.

Mo Wuxian looked around calmly, and his divine thoughts covered out, instantly covering most of the Illusory Demon Realm.

He showed a wry smile, even though he was much stronger, he still couldn't encompass the entire Illusory Demon Realm.

Suddenly, he thought of some questions, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Illusion is reality, truth is illusion, put yourself in another state, and look at the world with the attitude of a bystander, then it will be different.

This is a part of the natural realm that he perceives between life and death, and although the illusion in front of him is powerful, it cannot escape the word reality.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, an inexplicable natural aura had centered on him, silently spreading into the distance.

Yes, with another epiphany about the natural realm, the natural realm has been sublimated a little, so even the release of the natural realm is different from the past, everything is a natural change, and people unconsciously step into the realm he has set up.

The Seven Little Demon Venerables flew towards him quickly, and suddenly, the environment changed, causing them to panic.

Mo Wuxian looked around with a smile, quietly waiting for the approach of these seven people, looking elegant and dusty, and the universe was in his hands.

"What's the matter?, surprised?" the seven finally arrived, Mo Wuxian teased.

"The illusion realm in the realm of illusion, how is this possible? You are not the Great Demon Venerable, how can you do it?" The voice of a little Demon Venerable was very strange, like tinkering.

Mo Wuxian smiled: "Because, Lao Tzu is not an illusion, the illusion is just what you think, remember, Lao Tzu is the natural realm, which can be opened at any time!"

"Hehe, so what, today, we are about to complete the mission of Lord Great Demon Venerable!" said the Little Demon Venerable's gloomy voice.

Mo Wuxian sighed and said, "Lord Great Demon Venerable, it should be the Burning Sky who pretends to be a ghost, right?"

"You dare to call the name of the Great Demon Venerable, looking for death!"

A little Demon Venerable flew towards Mo Wuxian quickly, and the magic knife in his hand had already slashed horizontally.

Mo Wuxian put his hands behind his back, smiled without saying a word, and immediately added two layers of defense to himself, one was the defense of the Moonlight Divine Armor, and the other was the defense of the Four Cultivation Sword.

The two reticles are combined to appear to be only one.

Of course, the fusion of the two light masks was because of the homologous formation, because the Four Cultivation Swords and the Moonlight Divine Armor were all the same formation.

Seeing that Mo Wuxian just released a defensive light shield, the Little Demon Venerable smiled cruelly.

Mo Wuxian smiled at the rolling red dust and sighed at the ignorance of the little demon venerable.

The black demonic qi covered the sky and finally hit Mo Wuxie.

Mo Wuxie's defensive light shield suddenly twisted continuously, emitting a little moonlight, which looked a little monotonous in the big Lang of demonic energy, but it was indestructible.

However, he suddenly frowned and secretly exclaimed.

In the black air, the body of the magic knife suddenly appeared, and the body was naturally the entity of the magic knife.

Artifacts naturally have the power of artifacts. However, Mo Wuxian was still not surprised, his brows only furrowed slightly, he wanted to test how strong the little demon venerable strength was.

His current cultivation is a little stronger than the demigod level, that is, the quasi-god level, so he is not on par with the strength of the Little Demon Venerable.

Double defense, he wants to see how it works.

The body of the magic knife slashed, and immediately caused the defensive light shield to sink inward, and when it reached a certain level, it suddenly generated a strong countershock force, shaking the magic knife away.

Mo Wuxian nodded, yes, the magic knife is very powerful, so powerful that it took all his strength to trigger the operation of the counter-formation, therefore, how powerful the magic knife is, then the power of counter-attack is very considerable.

The little demon venerable was shocked by his own power and flew out upside down, and the black qi on his body suddenly dissipated, revealing a hideous face.

The demonic qi is thin, that is, the little demon venerable has been severely injured by his own strength.

Mo Wuxie's light shield was still the same, and he stepped out in front of the little demon venerable, and said with a wicked smile: "You can't!"

After speaking, he grabbed the neck of the little demon venerable, and the pupils of the little demon venerable suddenly bulged, and he shouted in horror: "How can it be ......?"

However, his words came to an abrupt end, and Mo Wuxie's hand released a yin and yang fire, turning him into ashes in an instant!

Mo Wuxian shook his head, now, he is an invincible existence in the quasi-god cultivation, and he is very calm when he kills a little demon venerable. Moreover, within his realm, the strength of cultivators who are fellow practitioners will be greatly reduced.

He looked at the six little demon venerables in a daze, and said with a smile: "You are very weak!"

After saying that, there was a sudden surge of blue light in the sky above the natural realm, and in that blue light, an extremely faint purple brilliance was released, which was the phenomenon that the thunder was about to transform into the purple night divine thunder!