Soul Kun smiled and clapped his hands, "I knew that you would intervene, and sure enough, you didn't disappoint Ben Shao, so things are interesting." He paused for a moment and continued: "The bone fire is already a demonization triple realm, you can kill him with great strength, this son regrets that your cultivation is not easy to come by, so I will give you a chance, if you agree to join the Burial Curse Sect to serve me, then today's affairs are all revealed, and these people don't have to die." ”

"How's that? Think about it. ”

Mo Yu shook his head, "This seat doesn't want to be an enemy of the Burial Curse Sect, so let them go." ”

"You're refusing? Although Soul Kun was still smiling, his eyes were already cold, "But this son doesn't like people who are too characterful, since they can't be used by me, they are my enemies." ”

"And the enemy's fate is death. ”

Mo Yu frowned slightly, "You can't kill me." ”

"No, if this son wants you to die, you won't be able to live!" Soul Kun sneered, the dark golden robe on his body suddenly became windless, and every eye on it opened at the same moment, and there were no eyeballs in it, exuding a faint gray light.

The faces of the Burial Curse Sect monks who were clustered around him changed drastically at the same time, and they hurriedly retreated, not daring to touch the slightest bit of light, their eyes showing fear.

Mo Yu's heart contracted suddenly, and a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart in an instant, and before he could react, a gray color appeared in his soul space without warning.

It was a dull color, representing decay and destruction, without the slightest vitality, but at the moment of appearance, it suddenly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, it occupied a large area.

The area covered in gray seemed to be destroyed, and completely disappeared from Mo Yu's senses.

This is the technique of soul curse, one of the strongest curse power in the Burial Curse Sect, and the soul kun cultivation is not qualified to perform it at all, but the dark gold robe on the body is in the thousand eyes, but it seals a trace of the power of the ancestor of the burial curse. Although it is extremely thin, under the realm of the God Emperor, no one can resist it.

Because of this, even if Mo Yu appeared and destroyed his plan, Soul Kun had no fear in his heart, but it was a pity that such a strong man could not be used by him.

He turned and looked at the Thirteenth and the others, "Now it's your turn. ”

But at this moment, Soul Kun's face suddenly changed, and he turned to look at Mo Yu, anger welled up in his eyes, "Impossible, how can you resist the power of the soul curse!"

"Shoot him and kill him!"

The slave body moved, and appeared directly in front of Mo Yu, as a dead soldier guard who was trained since childhood, the purpose of his life was to protect the safety of Soul Kun.

Raised his hand and pressed his palm down on his chest with all his might, but the next moment the slave looked at him with fear.

A touch of gray quickly spread from Mo Yu's body to him, and it disappeared directly, and his eyes dimmed with it, losing all his breath.

This is the power of the soul curse, and the soul of the slave has been annihilated in an instantaneous contact.

Soul Kun's killing move has now become Mo Yu's talisman.

The rest of the Burial Spell Sect cultivators stiffened and did not dare to take another half a step.

"Fool, don't touch his identity, bombard his vital point with his supernatural powers!" Soul Kun screamed, his body suddenly trembled, the fear in his eyes became heavier, and he opened his mouth to spurt out a stream of blood, "Take the blood of my soul clan as a sacrifice, kill, kill, kill!"

Poof-

The blood was directly separated into countless tiny blood beads, which dotted into the eyes of the robe on his body, and suddenly stained the gray with a faint blood.

The power of the soul spell increased dramatically.

But as a price, Soul Kun's appearance instantly grew old, becoming a middle-aged man in his thirties, and the aura in his body was greatly weakened.

It's just that all this is in vain.

Mo Yu's eyes suddenly opened, and a grinding disc phantom appeared in the depths of the left and right eyes, one black and one white, slowly turning. His expression was indifferent, and his gaze fell on Soul Kun, "Give it back to you." ”

"Ahh

Curse Retaliation!

This is an outcome that all the Curse Burial Sect cultivators never want to face, and once it appears, the amount of curse power of the backlash will more than double that of normal.

At that time, it will be difficult to resist the curse monk!

The heavier the amount of curse power you cast, the more terrifying it will be to kill yourself.

If it weren't for the fact that Soul Kun is a descendant of the Soul Clan's bloodline, his own bloodline has a natural high resistance to the amount of curse power, and the thousand-eyed soul curse robe resisted part of the curse anti-devouring power for him, just a breathing time, the soul curse of the backlash can destroy his soul.

But the current result only allowed him to barely hold on for a while, and more clearly savor the pain of the curse backlash.

"You dare to kill me! You dare to kill me!" Soul Kun roared with resentment, and the pain of soul annihilation made his mind chaotic, but he forgot that this was the curse power he had to use to kill Mo Yu, and now he was only eaten by himself.

"The Burial Curse Sect will become your eternal enemy, and you will endure endless pursuit until your soul is scattered in an even more painful way!"

"I will be waiting for you in the Yellow Spring!"

Whew-

The dark gold robe on Soul Kun's body suddenly burned, forming a golden flame, which flashed and disappeared without a trace.

Soon, it will appear in the Burial Curse Sect, perfectly recreating the situation here, so that the monk who killed him has nothing to hide.

This is a common trick used by the monks of the major sects, as a guarantee for the important monks of the sect, and once something happens to them, it will definitely trigger the full revenge of the entire sect.

Because once this is not done, it will be a heavy blow to the prestige of the entire sect, attracting covetous eyes from all sides.

After all, a sect that can't even get back the blood feud of an important cultivator of the sect, no matter how powerful it is on the surface, its true strength is bound to be weak.

Because of this, starting today, Mo Yu's list of life and death enemies will have more Burial Curse Sects, and once they intersect in the future, it will inevitably be a life-and-death situation.

Looking at Soul Kun's twisted body, Mo Yu's brows furrowed, and he sighed helplessly in his heart, he didn't want to make enemies everywhere, but if he didn't kill someone, he would be killed.

And how?

And how!

That being the case...... So what!

Kill and kill, make enemies and make enemies, since fate is destined for this section, all he can do is to face it bravely.

It's useless to panic.

The knot in his heart was untied, Mo Yu's breathing suddenly became smooth, and the whole person's mind seemed to have undergone a baptism and became more and more firm.

He raised his head, his gaze fell on the rest of the Burial Curse Sect cultivators, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Since it is destined to be irresolvable, let this flower of hatred baptize more blood!

One step, his figure rushed out!

"Run!"

"Run for your life!"

Several Burial Curse Sect monks fled in panic.

With a "snap", a Burial Curse Sect monk was grabbed by Mo Yu's neck, and violently crushed it, directly crushing it, and killing his soul as well.

Without a pause, his figure snapped back and rushed towards the other monk.

Soon, when Mo Yu stopped, except for a fast-reacting Burial Curse Sect monk who successfully moved away, the rest of the people were killed by him one by one.

Thirteen's heart was excited, but he was also full of worry, and said urgently: "My lord, go quickly, the farther you go, the better, don't be found by the Burial Spell Sect!"

"We will return to Beiya Star immediately, with the third sister-in-law here, she will definitely find a way to protect us, after all, today's events have nothing to do with us. ”

Mo Yu hesitated slightly, but nodded, "Take care." ”

He took a step and was about to move away, when his mind moved, and suddenly raised his hand to take the storage ring of Soul Kun in his hand.

This person died, the storage ring lost its protection, and Mo Yu Shennian forcibly broke into it, and his eyes quickly lit up.

In a flash of inspiration, there was already a palm-sized black token in his hand, emitting a low and obscure fluctuation of power.

And this fluctuation is no stranger to Mo Yu, it is exactly the same as the starry sky seal.

Could it be that this is one of the four seals?

Mo Yu put him away with his backhand, took one step, and the figure disappeared directly.

Thirteen withdrew his gaze from where his figure disappeared, his pretty face showed determination, and he shouted coquettishly: "Let's go, hurry back to the North Cliff Star with all our might, quickly!"

The ring treasure was sacrificed again, turned into a streamer, and roared straight to the way it came.