After listening to Yue Mochen's words, An'er Moses's eyes seemed to have a little more brilliance, and Meng Wujian looked at Yue Mochen with great satisfaction.

But only Yue Mochen himself knew that his words were not only to An'er Moses, but more importantly, to tell Sù himself, he was carrying too many things, not only his family feud, not only the future of the entire God's Relic Realm, but also a plan or conspiracy that began from time immemorial.

This qiē gave Yue Mochen too much pressure, the biggest reason why he brought the people of the Eternal Night to this Wanyuan Great Plains was not that he overestimated himself and underestimated other forces, but most importantly, he had no choice.

As Yue Mochen self-regulated, the scene on the plain began to change.

The blood-colored smoke finally cleared, and the pillar of light that connected heaven and earth disappeared, and the runes that had been flying all over the sky a moment ago were neatly arranged again, as if an invisible hand had lined them up.

"That rune is the entrance, right?" Yue Mochen looked at the runes floating in the distance, he would have this inference because there were layers of faint and invisible circles of light floating at the runes, and even his vision was distorted from a distance.

"Let's go. Meng Wujian said lightly, he didn't say anything else, what he had to do was to follow Yue Mochen.

Yue Mochen didn't speak, pursed his lips, but his eyes were staring at the runes in the distance, the moment all the blood smoke in the sky completely dissipated, the major runes suddenly flashed with brilliant blood-colored brilliance, and even the aura between heaven and earth was slightly vibrated because of this.

"Let's go!"

Yue Mochen said, and at the same time, his feet moved, and his body had turned into a pitch-black ghost light that broke out of the air, leaving only a footprint of nearly three feet in place.

Meng Wujian let out a long roar, his figure flashed, and it also turned into a streamer, closely following Yue Mochen.

An'er Moses looked at the background of Yue Mochen's fading away with a complicated expression, and a trace of burning flashed in his eyes.

"Third uncle, let's go!"

Prince Wingren smiled, turned his head to the group of subordinates and said, "Below the high level of the heavens, stay where you are, take care of Princess Qi'er!

"Yes!"

The winged men took orders one after another.

Moses and Prince Wingman glanced at each other, and then galloped towards the runes like the moon and the dust.

At this time, the figures of Yue Mochen and Meng Wujian had disappeared into the aura of the runes.

After a period of darkness and the earth swirling, Yue Mochen only felt that his body sank, and after opening his eyes, he found himself floating between a gloomy but bright heaven and earth, and Meng Wujian, who was originally following closely behind him, was nowhere to be found, fortunately, the red moon was always hanging on his body.

At this time, Hongyue looked thoughtfully at the blue light that came from nowhere, and there was a light in his eyes that Yue Mochen had never seen before.

Yue Mochen spread his wings of reincarnation and stared blankly at the strange scene in front of him.

There is no sun in the sky, there is no moon, there is just a clear blue light, and under the blue light, there are blood-red clouds, the strange blue light shines behind the clouds, the red clouds add a bit of brilliant brilliance to the whole space, although bright red as blood, but it looks beautiful and abnormal.

However, let Yue Mochen secretly scold her mother!

For no other reason, these lights shone on Yue Mochen's body, with a heavy and sharp feeling, and the light was like a knife mountain pressing on the top, making Yue Mochen feel severe pain, and at the same time, the bones were also pressed to "click".

And under Yue Mochen's feet, there was a silver-black cloud a foot high.

The clouds spread out for hundreds of miles in all directions, and there was no end in sight, and there was no end in sight, and there was no place to see the existence of other people.

"This broken ghost place!" he said, taking out the single-edged sword from the ring, holding it tightly in his hand, feeling the heaviness coming from his hand, Yue Mochen came back to his senses slightly, and slowly floated down into the air, falling into the silver-black clouds.

The strange thing is that Yue Mochen can actually stand in this black cloud, and the touch is as flat as the ground.

And standing in the clouds, he suddenly felt that the coercion brought by the previous light suddenly disappeared.

Yue Mochen cautiously jumped up, and the coercion came again, Yue Mochen knew that this should be a forbidden enchantment, if he flew in the air, he would inevitably bear the coercion released by this space.

Looking around, Yue Mochen still hadn't found Meng Wujian's cunning, he didn't believe that Meng Wujian would leave himself at the last moment and let himself enter this ghost place alone, the only explanation was that when he entered this space, he would be automatically teleported to different places.

Just when Yue Mochen didn't know where to go, the red moon came down from his body, the pink mist was filled, and the humanoid red moon reappeared.

Dressed in a light-pigmented skirt, the eyebrows are like green feathers, the muscles are like snow, and the waist is like a bundle of vegetarians, this time the red moon has an extra light red falling veil on the cheeks, but the pair of stunning eyes tell the moon Mochen, the red moon is still the face of the classical beauty this time, and the clear eyes are looking forward to it, and even this beautiful world with tigers is eclipsed.

"It's not a relic here, it's a death row. Hongyue's lips opened lightly and spit out these words.

Yue Mochen's heart was cold, and he said, "Death row?"

"Yes, that blue light is the light emitted by the Ancient Divine Circle, which specialized in imprisoning Shenwu. ”

"Binding the Divine Circle, Imprisoning the Divine Martial Arts, Is this an artifact?" Yue Mochen asked subconsciously, the information brought by the red moon was too shocking.

In the Dongyue Continent, weapons also have the same level as martial artists, namely: warrior level, heaven level, and saint level.

The sergeant level is all iron weapons, and most people hold sergeant-level weapons.

And the heavenly level, it can be described as a spiritual weapon, this kind of weapon can also be regarded as a first-class weapon in the realm of the gods' relics, its strength is far from being comparable to the mortal iron of the scholar level, not only is it extremely hard, sharp and extraordinary, but also can increase the user's aura, which is a rare treasure.

As for the saint-level, it is even more rare, as far as Yue Mochen knows, in the entire God's Relic Realm, there are only a handful of truly saint-level spiritual weapons.

There are a total of nine known holy weapons, one for each of the five holy places, the Winged Human Race and the Barbarian Shadow Clan also occupy one of each, the other two have one in the hands of the largest empire, and the other one has been missing for many years, if it weren't for the fact that someone had seen a strong man holding the holy weapon a long time ago, I'm afraid everyone would only think that its existence was just a rumor.

The entire five continents of the God's Relic Realm, and countless islands only have seven holy weapons, which is enough to show the power and preciousness of the holy weapons, but at this time, Hongyue said that this god-binding circle can imprison god-level powerhouses?

Isn't that artifact level?

The artifact is enough to dominate the entire realm of the gods!

Yue Mochen stared at the blue light again, with incomparably hot eyes in his eyes.