The old men around who did not rush up were instantly frightened, they were all about the same strength, this young man's killing power was as simple as killing a chicken, and it was useless for them to go together.

"Go and invite the old sect leader and the elders!" The organic spirit flew straight to the center of the city.

Mo Wen didn't stop him, let them call people, he grabbed it in the air and took the Yin Yang Sect Holy Maiden who was fixed in the air, and the white neck was grabbed by Mo Wen in his hand, struggling desperately but it was useless.

Death was imminent, her eyes were full of tears, and her beautiful face was full of fear, and she looked pitiful to me.

At this time, a young man's voice suddenly came, saying: "Little thief, I am the ninth prince of the Jiuli Dynasty, and this king orders you to let go of the holy woman." With this voice, a handsome young man in a golden robe flew first, followed by a group of people.

It was the Nine Emperor Sons of the Jiuli Dynasty.

In this regard, Mo Wenli ignored it, and looked at the beautiful woman who was struggling desperately with cold eyes: "It's you, who captured the little girl and wanted to use it to refine medicine?" Mo asked the killing intent in his voice, everyone could hear it.

"Your Highness save me!" The Yin Yang Holy Maiden was full of horror and hurriedly called for help from the Nine Emperor Princes who rushed over.

"Today, no one can save you, since you like to use people to refine medicine, then you try this feeling of being refined first!" As Mo Wen spoke, a black demonic flame suddenly gushed out of his body, instantly enveloping the Yin Yang Saintess.

In the heart-rending howl, the body of the Yin Yang Holy Maiden was instantly burned into ashes, and Sendai shattered, leaving only a villain who was originally in Sendai to roar in the flames.

"How dare you, how dare you, this king wants to kill you, kill you, destroy your nine clans, ah!" The prince of Jiuli gritted his teeth and roared hysterically.

"Noise!" The two words came out, Mo Wen swept them away, and the heads of the Nine Emperor Princes of Jiuli exploded, and the brains splashed all over the people around them.

These people could have naturally avoided it, but they didn't expect that this young man who suddenly appeared had no fear of the ancient Immortal Dynasty and did not hesitate to kill a prince at all.

"You actually killed His Highness, no matter how strong you are, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, my Jiuli Dynasty will also hunt you down, although the world is big, there will be no place for you."

The dead Nine Emperor Princes, originally followed by a white-haired old man, looked at the strength at least a powerful realm, but Mo Wen did it without warning, and he shot extremely fast, he didn't even have a chance to react, and he drank in shock at this time.

"Smack!"

Mo Wen slapped out, shrouded by the law of the five elements, the old man had no power to resist, and was instantly thrown out thousands of zhang away, if it weren't for Mo Wen's mercy, he would have died.

"Run, why should I run away, I'll just wait here, you just go and call someone, the more the better, the stronger the better, see if you can kill me." Mo Wen said coldly.

"Good, good, good." The old man said hello three times with a face, and then said: "Do you really think you are invincible in the world, you wait for me, there is a time when you cry!" The old man put down a cruel sentence and immediately turned away.

At this time, there was a sudden chaos in the city, and countless top masters rushed to come, this large group of people, each murderous.

Mo Wen looked at it, most of these people were gray-haired, and he understood that this was the so-called foundation of the ancient inheritance of the Yin-Yang Sect, which must be a group of old immortals who were closed or had little lifespan.

However, the Yin Yang Sect has never produced a great emperor, and naturally no one can seal the source of the Gaidai powerhouse until now, and Mo Wen is naturally not worried about this at all.

Immediately following these old men, in the center of the city, a terrifying and terrifying qi suddenly gushed out, surging towards Mo Wen.

There is a black-red ancient mirror in the Divine City that is rising in the ground, and the dragon qi from the underground dragon veins is rising into the sky, constantly pouring into the ancient mirror, and the ancient mirror is rising and falling in the void, as if it can fix the heavens of eternity.

Mo Wen looked and saw that the ancient mirror was as white as jade on the side, but the back was as black as ink.

The old men of the Yin-Yang Sect all had fanatical expressions on their faces at this time, and they shouted loudly, and many of them couldn't help but bow down.

"Awaken the ancient gods, please protect my sect and kill this thief!"

Many people prayed to the ancient mirror, and at the same time looked at Mo Wen in the distance viciously.

"The divine soldier of the ancient saint, the Yin-Yang Sect's Zhenjiao Supreme Treasure Yin-Yang Ancient Mirror has appeared!"

The battle in the Yin and Yang City, such a big movement, naturally attracted countless eyes, and in the surrounding sky, separated by endless distances, there were many people standing in the void, looking at this place from afar.

Most of these people are old antiques in the same faction, and their eyes are naturally not comparable to ordinary people, and there is naturally no problem when they see this place across thousands of miles.

In addition, in various places near the Yin Yang Divine City, there are also many strong people looking at this side.

When they saw the Yin Yang Sect sacrificing the supreme treasure, many people began to talk about it.

"It is said that this Yin Yang Ancient Mirror is dedicated to people's souls, and it is as easy as crushing ants to death, can this peerless murderer who suddenly appears be able to resist it?"

An old man with white hair sat in the Yin-Yang diagram, exuding a terrifying aura.

It is the old sect leader, his old man has personally stepped out, holding my Yin Yang Sect Divine Soldier Yin Yang Ancient Mirror, this time this kid surnamed Mo is afraid that he will definitely die. As he was talking, a divine light suddenly shone towards Mo Wen.

The white light from the front shone on, Mo Wen didn't dodge or dodge, the white light shone on him, and there was no response.

"Humph!" With a cold snort, Mo Wen's body suddenly rose to a hundred feet, and the aura on his body became more and more terrifying, making Mo Wen's whole person look down on this land like a demon god wandering in the world.

"Just a holy soldier, you think it's the Extreme Dao Emperor Void Mirror, break it for me!" Mo Wen burst into a shout, and a palm shot out from afar, and went straight into the void, and a big palm that covered the sky and the sun suddenly appeared in front of the ancient mirror and slapped it fiercely.

"Arrogance!"

The old sect leader of the Yin-Yang Sect urged the ancient mirror and shone a bright light to greet him.

"Kacha!"

A piercing sound came out, and the legendary Yin and Yang Ancient Mirror was smashed by Mo Wen's palm and scattered all over the ground.

"Death to me!"

Mo Wen reluctantly raised his head to the sky and roared, like a tyrannical demon dragon groan, and the rolling sound waves came out of his mouth, and it was like a cry from the Nine Shadows, the sound of the soul.

Desolation, sorrow, and endless sorrow made Wen Wen's eyes red in his heart, and his demonic thoughts were eternal, and he wanted to vomit blood.

The wind between heaven and earth, the drifting clouds, and even this side of heaven and earth all moved, following this long-lasting magic sound, squeezing everyone in the city.