Is this guy really only the strength of an intermediate king?

At this time, Xiao Mo didn't care about Ouyang Qinghe's thoughts at all, and his majestic spiritual sense poured out, always locking on the stinging shadow that ran like crazy in front of him. With the help of the contract seal, he could clearly sense the Assassin's thoughts at this time, and in front of him, something seemed to be calling him.

His face gradually became gloomy, and the doubts in his heart also doubled.

What does the owner of this voice have to do with Thorn Shadow? Could it be that all this "calamity" is on Thorn Shadow?

Many doubts lingered in his heart, Xiao Mo's face was very ugly, and the feeling of powerlessness that he had never felt before lingered in his heart, as if something was destroying his confidence little by little.

"Oops!"

Tang Daofeng's divine soul had only recovered some of his vitality, and he noticed the changes in Xiao Mo's sea of knowledge, and immediately secretly said badly. I saw that the original ocean of gold was strangely set off a whirlpool at this time, and the four spiritual senses slowly levitated out, golden, white, red and purple, arranged in turn.

From the beginning of that golden spiritual sense, there were some signs that it was about to collapse.

"This damn guy actually understands such a powerful spiritual sense attack, plus the realm, he is almost invincible...... Damn it, damn it!"

At this time, Tang Daofeng's spiritual sense was severely damaged because of the actions of probing that guy, and he recovered a little vitality with the help of the soul nourishing wood. But this place is still in the realm of which guy, and Xiao Mo is even more desperate to go towards the depths of the realm, which is undoubtedly like sending him to death.

You know, although this realm seems to be only the lowest level, the realm itself is a sign of power.

My field, my way!

This was almost a fact recognized in the ancient cultivation world at the beginning, no matter how strong the strength was, if it fell into the realm of others, the strength would be greatly reduced. Not to mention Xiao Mo's late stage of spiritual consciousness at this time. There are more than 108,000 miles away from the realm.

It's like a water mass that has only grown a little, but it has fallen into someone else's lake, and it can almost only be at the mercy of others.

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly there was a series of popping sounds in the void, like the cracking sound of fried beans, which made people's heads tingle.

The source of the sound was the direction in which the thorn was rapidly approaching, and a trace of astonishment flashed in Xiao Mo's eyes. He had been in a sluggish state and finally stopped his almost mechanical steps, and a thick blankness flashed in his originally deep eyes.

If Tang Daofeng saw such a look at this time, he must have known that this was a sign of the collapse of his spiritual consciousness.

In other words, Xiao Mo is committing suicide slowly.

"Go!"

A scream came from Xiao Mo's spiritual world, and a piece of black substance was thrown directly into the sea of knowledge.

There was an almost negligible splash, and Xiao Mo's face was instantly stunned. The whirlpool in the sea of consciousness was swallowed by the black substance almost instantly, and the golden spiritual consciousness that had begun to gradually collapse also seemed to be pulled and stopped collapsing. and several other spiritual senses fell back into the sea of consciousness.

Tang Daofeng's face eased a little, but his expression was a little ugly.

In a hurry just now, he directly threw the soul nourishing wood into Xiao Mo's sea of consciousness, and under the nourishment of such a strange thing as the soul nourishing wood, Xiao Mo's spiritual sense finally regained its autonomy, and the signs of collapse were also swept away. On the contrary, it was Tang Daofeng, whose spiritual sense, which had already been hit hard, was even worse at this time, and it lacked the nourishment of the soul nourishing wood. For a moment, the breath was sluggish.

"Poof!"

With a muffled sound, Tang Daofeng didn't care about anything else. Directly fell into Xiao Mo's sea of knowledge, turning into a red-golden streamer and disappearing into the soul-nourishing wood.

In Xiao Mo's sluggish time, Ouyang Qinghe finally walked a few steps quickly to catch up, staring at Xiao Mo with a pair of eyes, and just wanted to question what his strength was, but he didn't expect to meet that pair of godless eyes. My heart trembled.

What kind of look is that.

Helpless, lonely, desolate.

There is a strong atmosphere of dead silence.

But in the blink of an eye, how did he become like this?

Ouyang Qinghe was still puzzled, but she didn't notice an imperceptible fluctuation trembling above her head. The next moment, it rushed into her head like lightning, and she closed her eyes strangely when she noticed the abnormality.

"Huh?"

After a moment of sluggishness, there was a light sound in the void, Ouyang Qinghe slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were still clear, and there was not the slightest abnormal color, as if he had just closed his eyes. On the other hand, Xiao Mo's godless eyes gradually regained their depth, and the aura that had been scattered around him also returned to him.

"Are you alright?"

Seeing Xiao Mo like this, Ouyang Qinghe cautiously spoke, as if he was afraid that Xiao Mo would not be able to think about it and die here.

"It's okay......"

Xiao Mo replied lightly, but in his heart, he had already set off a storm. He had just returned to normal, and he naturally knew about the scene that had happened in the spiritual world before, and knew that if Tang Daofeng hadn't thrown out the soul nourishing wood in time, he was afraid that he would really die here.

However, Xiao Mo still paid the price.

Tang Daofeng, who had lost the blessing of the Soul Nourishing Tree, coupled with the trauma of his spiritual sense, although he returned to the Soul Nourishing Wood, he fell into a deep sleep, and he was afraid that he would not be able to recover for a long time. At this time, because of a momentary pause, his spiritual sense had lost the trace of the thorn.

Ouyang Qinghe also noticed the change in Xiao Mo's breath, and his heart couldn't help but sink, it was a fierce killing intent, giving people an irresistible feeling of depression.

What the hell is going on with this guy?

Since entering here, I have become more and more unable to see through Xiao Mo. It seems to be like a bottomless black hole, and it is impossible to see the mystery in it.

Xiao Mo was completely unaware of Ouyang Qinghe's thoughts at this time, the aura around him suddenly condensed, and the majestic spiritual consciousness suddenly surged out like a tide. Although the golden spiritual sense was somewhat dissipated, it was nourished by the soul nourishing wood, and it quickly returned to normal.

At this time, the soul nourishing wood was in the depths of the sea of consciousness, nourishing the spiritual consciousness all the time, Xiao Mo's spiritual consciousness was not only not traumatic, but even stronger than before.

The golden spiritual consciousness turned out to be like a substance, and there were little ripples in the void, and a strong aura spread in an instant, but at this time, Xiao Mo no longer had the slightest idea of hiding his strength, everything here was beyond his prediction.

The domineering aura was like the arrival of the ancient god of war, swept up like a golden dragon, swept through the void, and the aura was wrapped like a storm, and swept straight towards the direction it had sensed before.

There was a faint glow in his deep eyes, and there was a hint of cold chill. (To be continued.) )