Seeing Zhang Shimo rushing towards him, Yun Mo still didn't choose to make a move.

For Ling Le in the Divine Harmony Period, all the puppets above the pond were all pieces of cake.

Sure enough, just as Yun Mo thought, Zhang Shimo, who had turned into a puppet, didn't even touch the corner of Yun Mo, and was slapped to death by Ling Le.

Immediately, the remaining puppets were also ruthlessly slapped to death by Ling Le, but among them, the person Yun Mo knew was only Zhang Shimo, and the few remaining people who teamed up with him were not among these puppets.

Qi Tianfeng and the others had been swallowed by the pool water before.

Maybe it's dead, but Yun Mo always feels that this Qi Tianfeng is not very simple, even if it falls into the pool, I'm afraid it's still alive.

Because when the pool water devoured Qi Tianfeng, he felt that there was a powerful isolation formation in the pool, and it could be seen that there was another layer of space under the pool.

This made Yun Mo speechless, he was in the ruins, every time he saw a strange pool, it was not simple.

Either the aura is strong, or there is other space under the pool.

Now it seems that his current pool still continues the previous form, could it be that this is the hobby of monks in ancient times? Prefer to keep your secret place under a pool?

What's more, what Yun Mo still inexplicably thought about now was that Luo Danqiu was not here.

Luo Danqiu had been with Qi Tianfeng before, although outside the pitch-black pool before, Yun Mo did not see Luo Danqiu and her senior sister.

But Qi Tianfeng can come here, perhaps, Luo Danqiu and they will also come here.

Yun Mo had already observed the entire space, and there was nothing but the pool in the center, only the cold six walls.

If Luo Danqiu and the others really came to this place, it was very likely that they were under that pool.

Moreover, Yun Mo also knew that Ling Daotian and the two of them were here to find a certain treasure, and they also locked the treasure in this hall.

Now he didn't see any shadow of the treasure, so it could be seen that what Ling Daotian and the others were looking for was also under the pool.

Coupled with the powerful resentful spirit in the pool now, all this proves that there should be something terrible under the pool.

However, Yun Mo understood that no matter what, if he wanted to enter the bottom of the pool, he could only rely on Ling Le beside him, and he had almost no chance to enter on his own.

As for the things inside, Yun Mo really didn't want it.

Not to mention that he was forced to come to this place, and he didn't have the idea of treasure hunting, and secondly, he had already obtained a lot of things in the Heavenly Ruins.

What's more, it was very likely that the things in the pool were what Ling Daotian needed.

For Ling Daotian, although Yun Mo had only known each other for a short time, after the exchange, Yun Mo also saw that Ling Daotian was not the kind of treacherous person, but was humble and enthusiastic, and really regarded him as a friend and a junior disciple in his mouth.

So for Yun Mo, Ling Daotian still had a good impression of him.

Although Yun Mo is a good thing, he does not refuse to come, but it is not a good thing that must be obtained, besides, with Ling Le, it is also destined that Yun Mo is just a companion.

Under the Divine Harmony Monk, he can't snatch the good things, and he can still leave.

At this moment, Yun Mo suddenly found that the battle between the two sides suddenly stopped, and there was a strange silence in the space.

"Senior Brother Yun Mo, I'm afraid we'll have to leave later."

When doubts appeared in the corners of Yun Mo's eyes, Ling Daotian, who was originally relaxed, had already changed his complexion, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

His gaze was fixed on a looming black shadow in the pool, and his eyes flashed with horror, as if he couldn't believe that he could see that black shadow here.

Not only Ling Daotian, but even Ling Le, who was sacrificing the Southern Ming Fire on the side, also had a solemn face, and seemed to be shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw that the hall at this time was already in shambles, and the puppets that rushed over were all dead under Ling Le's hands, and their stumps and severed arms were scattered in the space.

The blood and water converged into a stream and flowed in the hall, and the smell of blood in the space was strong.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that you were just the incarnation of a monk of the Divine Convergence Period, it would be really possible for this seat to capsize in the gutter today."

A strange voice as cold as ten thousand years of ice sounded, and immediately Yun Mo saw an incomparably blurry black figure appear above the pool.

The reason why it can be seen is black is also because the wall behind him is pure white.

If it is changed to a different color, this shadow should be considered invisible.

Then, the vague black figure raised his right hand, and the red and blue water in the pool was like being sucked by a dragon, surging into a red and blue waterspout, gathering in the hands of the black figure.

"Now you, urging Nan Minghuo and killing so many puppets of me, how many spirit yuan do you have? So you'd better die. ”

The black shadow said, and the waterspout in his hand whistled and turned into a curtain of water covering the sky, rolling towards Yun Mo and the three of them.

The terrifying momentum came with the oppression of the water curtain, and at this moment, Yun Mo only felt a tightness in his chest, and his face instantly turned pale!

The momentum of the Divine Monk!

At this time, this black figure was actually equivalent to a Shenhe monk, and in terms of momentum alone, it was much stronger than Ling Ledu.

"Xiaotian, you and Yun Mo quickly quit, I underestimated this resentful spirit."

"I didn't expect this resentful spirit to be a Xuanding monk before his death, and he had used many means to weaken the spirit element of my incarnation, and now I am not his opponent."

Hearing this, Ling Daotian reacted instantly, and rushed to the corridor where he came with Yun Mo, but when the two of them turned around, their faces changed.

The corridor they had walked through had disappeared at some point.

The location of the promenade had been turned into a cold, glowing wall.

"Hmph, you still want to go out when you come to this place? Hahaha, it looks like you really haven't woken up. ”

"The incarnation of a Shenhe monk is enough to heal most of my injuries."

The black shadow laughed wildly, driving the water curtain even harder.

As for Yun Mo and Ling Daotian, one was a seventh-layer cultivator of Judan, and the other couldn't see the cultivation, but the aura was not very strong, and he was completely ignored by the black shadow.

"Boom!"

Seeing the water curtain pressing over, Ling Le directly blew up the Nanming Fire in his hand, and the terrifying True Yuan swept away, and a sea of fire erupted to meet the water curtain.

As soon as the two touched each other, there was a harsh sizzling sound, and a foul smell came to the nostrils, as if some kind of plastic product was being corroded.

"Even Nanming Huo, one of the one hundred and eight different fires, is willing to explode itself, which is really wealthy."

The blurred figure also sighed, but he soon sneered, although the true fire self-explosion was extremely terrifying, he could see that the Nanming Fire in Ling Le's hand was not the main body, but just a fire split from the origin of the Nanming Fire.

Just like the incarnation of a monk, the power is at most one-tenth of the body.

However, what made the black figure jealous was that this Nanming Fire was so powerful just that it was a split fire, which showed that its body was already a fully mature alien fire.

The different fire is divided into seven levels, and reaching the sixth level is full maturity, and the different fire at this time, even if it is the last flame in the bottom ranking, it is equivalent to the top ten flames!

If he were now facing a fully fledged Nanming Fire body, half a breath would have turned him into ashes.

Shaking his head, the black figure didn't continue to think about these vain things, the current situation was that he had everything in the space, and the three of Yun Mo were just in his pocket.

And just when the black shadow wanted to urge the water curtain to directly extinguish the sea of fire formed by the self-explosion of the Nanming Fire, a holy white light suddenly rushed out and fell in front of the eyes of several people.

"Qingyuan Spirit Bead?"

Everyone present spoke out in unison.

The only difference is that the others are shocked and greedy, while Yun Mo is puzzled.