readx;? In fact, Zu Ling's words were not wrong, Mo Yu was facing the situation now, and it was indeed extremely dangerous. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The ancient altar was suppressed, and it really caused him serious damage, and the power released by this altar, which I don't know who was born in whose hands and how many years it has survived, is actually annihilation.

Annihilation, against all attributes, all powers, but everything that is covered by it, will be completely reduced to nothingness. In particular, there was obviously some unknown contract between the ancestral spirit and the Eternal Altar, so that the power of the Ancient Altar was completely aimed at Mo Yu's soul. The consciousness is erased, and the soul remains intact and becomes an empty shell.

Especially now, the undead mist released by the terrifying creatures frantically invaded the flesh and wiped out Mo Yu's vitality. The two attacks are superimposed together, and the internal and external attacks are almost a dead end. Even if the extreme realm is super strong, under this superimposed attack, it is difficult to resist, and in the end, it is difficult to escape the decay of the physical body, the annihilation of consciousness, and the fate of only participating in the blank soul.

And this is the best result that the ancestral spirit seeks. What he wants is the soul of Mo Yu, fused with him, breaking the confinement and making life complete.

"Give up, you can't escape, let me fuse you, you and I will release a light comparable to the sun between heaven and earth! I promise you, as long as you agree to be fused by me, I will forgive all your relatives and friends, otherwise after you die, I will use the most cruel way to sacrifice them one by one, and my soul will suffer forever!"

Hmmm――

In the depths of Mo Yu's dim eyes, a sharp light flashed, and then turned cold and calm, he closed his eyes, and the killing intent in his heart rolled like an angry sea!

The threat of the ancestral spirit was like boiling oil poured on a fire, igniting all the violence in his heart. Because, Mo Yu knows very well that if the ancestral spirit says it, he will definitely be able to do it. It was impossible for him to give up and give up his hands to be devoured, so there was only one choice, to break free from this imprisonment and kill the ancestral spirit!

Now, the situation is indeed extremely dangerous, and it is on the verge of death, but at the same time, it also represents an opportunity that no one can perceive.

In the ancestral land of the Great World, on the Peak of Mending Heaven, Mo Yu released his breath to lead down the ten-colored heavenly thunder outside the world, and the three breaths of the outer realm, the overseas heaven, and the great world on his body produced a strange fusion.

At that time, there was a fourth breath, which was Mo Yu himself, the breath that belonged to him completely. It was also this breath that helped him smoothly lead down the ten-colored thunder. But at that time,

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This self-aura was not able to fuse, and was forcibly stopped by the ancestral spirit.

Today, in the desperate situation of life and death, Mo Yu and the ancestral spirits are entangled with each other, the suppression of the ancient altar, the erosion of the fog of the undead, and the bombardment of terrifying creatures...... All kinds of factors fused together, and the breath of the self was ready to move, and then slowly, little by little, it merged with the roughly blended breath of the foreign region, the overseas sky, and the big world!

This kind of fusion has never appeared in the world, because the light of the law of the outside world has never shone on the second person outside Mo Yu. But his intuition told Mo Yu that this fusion would produce extremely incredible changes, and could even help him break the desperate situation at this time!

Mo Yu closed his eyes and covered the depths of his eyes, the slightest mist that breeded, they were like undercurrents stirred up in the depths of the seabed, seemingly faint but finally able to set off monstrous waves in the sea!

The annihilation power of the Eternal Altar permeated every inch of Mo Yu's soul, and if anyone could see this scene at this time, they would find that his soul was like a nebula that was slowly extinguishing, swallowed up by darkness little by little. Soon, when the light becomes eternal darkness, Mo Yu's consciousness will also completely dissipate.

At the same time, the invasion of the undead mist, because of the loss of soul suppression, the power of the Extreme Realm was greatly weakened, and it became more and more terrifying. In the faintly undulating chest, the strong and powerful beating heart gradually became weak, and the sound of blood flowing was almost inaudible. The surface of the skin, which has lost all its radiance, is piled up with large wrinkles, and patches of dull tones begin to emerge, each of which exudes a terrifying smell of aging, like an old man who has reached the end of his life.

I have seen the dawn of victory, countless years of hard work, and it is time to harvest. But now, the excitement and joy in Zu Ling's heart have receded little by little, turning into a lingering worry.

It was too smooth, everything was too smooth, and without any unexpected twists and turns, he put Mo Yu to death and changed his established fate. Although this is a very happy thing, it is always a little unsteady. It's not that the ancestral spirit is cheap, he has to find it uncomfortable, it's that he knows too well how terrible it is to arrange all the people today!

Although he kept telling himself that he would definitely live, he couldn't help but wonder if something was wrong. And in fact, the ancestral spirit's uneasiness and hidden worries were not wrong, his plan was indeed flawed, and it was very fatal!

With his eyes closed, he looked like a piece of dead wood, leaving his ancestors alone

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Mo Yu, who was concocted by the spirit, suddenly opened his eyes. The next moment, the ancestral spirit's screams rang out suddenly, and the anger was terrible, full of disbelief.

Boom -

The terrifying breath that made the heavens and the earth tremble, like a million huge volcanoes, erupted at the same moment. Mo Yu's body, the strong imprisonment he endured, collapsed and shattered in an instant.

The rolling blood qi was forced out of the body from the pores of the surrounding body, and in the undead mist that surrounded the body like a raging flame, it dissipated in a blink of an eye as the screams of pain sounded.

Mo Yu took a step, and with his movements, he bent his waist slightly, straightening up again, and the muffled sound of "boom" bones was like thunder. The old and decaying body seemed to have reversed time, and it was restored to its original state in the blink of an eye, and the loss of vitality was amazing, and under the cultivation of the extreme realm, it was instantly replenished.

The extreme realm is beyond everything, and if you cultivate to exist, you can survive forever!

One punch.

The terrifying creatures of the Suppressed Realm of No Return let out a terrible howl, and the eight giant arms "crackled" with a chaotic sound, and countless black scale armor crashed into the air, and the bones broke into countless pieces. His entire body was forcibly blown away, and a pair of blood-colored eyes overflowed with scarlet, making his whole face extremely hideous!

Hmmm――

The figure of the ancestral spirit appeared, flicked his sleeves to stop the terrifying creature, and dissolved the power that blasted into his body, and was frantically destroying everything! Under the black robe, his eyes stared at Mo Yu deadly, revealing a sense of shock, "Extreme Middle Realm......"

Although he was shaken, his expression was faint, revealing a hint of relief. Because of this, it can be regarded as normal, how can his layout be easily broken.

However, was the existence of the Extreme Middle Realm really expected by him? If, in the end, he was defeated, Mo Yu obtained the qualification for fusion, and after merging with him, his cultivation would inevitably be able to jump to another level, that is, the Extreme Upper Realm! At that time, even he might not be able to suppress him.

The corners of Zu Ling's mouth lifted a strange smile, and he found that at this moment, he was not afraid, but extremely happy. Even, there was a faint expectation of what kind of expression he would have when he saw his layout and finally become this state.

Of course, this does not mean that he has to give up resistance, and survival is his biggest goal...... Integrate Mo Yu and become the ultimate upper realm, everything is real, all under control!

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