Mo Yejialuo and the other Seven Heavenly Yuan Realm masters were all elites of the Shan Mo family who had climbed the first heavenly ladder. Everyone's strength is unfathomable, and they have killed the strongest people of the same level.

The strength of any of the seven people of Moyegara is far superior to that of the Seven Feelings Witch.

Although Wang Chu's strength is strong, if he is facing the seven people of Mo Yejialuo together, there is only one way to die if he does not escape.

After pinching and killing hundreds of Lingyuan Realm monsters, Wang Chu seemed to have vented enough, and returned to the corner above the altar and sat down.

Two days later.

"It's time!"

A burning flash flashed in Mohygara's eyes, and he took out a scepter inlaid with a mysterious skull, chanted an esoteric incantation in his mouth, and pointed towards the blood-colored altar.

Streams of blood light poured out from the blood-colored altar, turning into blood-colored curse marks, and submerged into the heads of those Tianyuan Realm-level monsters below.

Those Heavenly Yuan Realm level monsters exploded one by one, turning into a cloud of blood mist, and submerged into the blood-colored altar.

Absorbing the cloud of blood mist, a strange skull burning with flames suddenly emerged from the blood-colored altar, glaring at the billions of monsters that had gathered below.

Bang! Bang!

The billions of monsters exploded one after another, and countless blood mist rose into the sky, submerging into the mouth of the strange skull.

The skull opened its mouth, and a blood-colored pillar of light suddenly sank into the void.

In the void, a crack suddenly appeared inch by inch, and a snow-white stone came from the void crack inch by inch.

"Help me!"

Mo Yegaro's face was pale, his body suddenly had more wrinkles, and his life force was absorbed by the mysterious skull scepter, and he already felt a little unsupportable.

The remaining six Tian Yuan Realm elites of the Tsumo clan stretched out their hands and pressed them on Mo Ya Jialuo's back.

The seven joined forces, frantically transmitting their own power, supporting the skull scepter.

"What are you doing, Evil Wind, why don't you join us?"

Mo Xie Jia Luo turned around and glared at the Qi Mo Evil Wind incarnated by Wang Chu and shouted loudly.

Although Wang Chu's incarnated Evil Wind is weak, it has the bloodline of the Supreme of Karma, and it is the most suitable for urging that mysterious bone staff.

Wang Chu smiled coldly and said, "Hehe, do you think I'm a fool? The family sent me here to make me a sacrifice, sacrifice to the Supreme Wand, and then use the power of the Supreme to open the cosmic wall. ”

Mo Xie Jialuo shouted sharply: "What are you thinking, Evil Wind, why don't you come over quickly? As long as you make meritorious deeds, you can get the opportunity to purify the family bloodline and be promoted to the young master of the lineage in one fell swoop." When the time comes, you will have whatever you want! Advancing to the Holy Realm is just a matter of raising your hands!"

"Do the math, you shouldn't be able to support it anymore! So, please die!"

Wang Chusen smiled coldly, instantly opened the eyes of Senluo Wanxiang, and the ten yuan wheels in his body surged, and he suddenly turned into a ten-meter giant, urging the Burning Sun Divine Knife, turning into a bloody mouth, and biting down on the seven people of Mo Ye Jialuo.

Click!

The seven members of Moye Jialuo were all elites of the Tama clan, and they were able to fight and kill the powerhouses who had climbed the first layer of the Heavenly Ladder Tianyuan Realm, but at this time, they could only look at the blood basin and swallow them in one gulp.

One by one, soft whispers sounded in Wang Chu's ears, allowing him to gain 7 trillion fate points and 700 cosmic favors at once.

Without the support of the Seven Mohygaras, the strange skeleton in the sky trembled slightly, and there were faint signs of collapse.

"No!!! I can't fail!"

The strange skeleton in the sky let out an earth-shattering scream.

A pair of claws covered with black scales slammed into the void crack, trying to tear the void crack in the sky directly.

A terrifying roar of rage came directly from the other end of the rift, spreading out to the surrounding area.

Wang Chu's incarnated body trembled slightly, and his qi and blood were churning, as if his whole person was about to be shattered.

Wang Chu looked at the pair of claws covered with black scales, and a look of jealousy flashed in his eyes: "What a powerful monster! The existence of the Yuanlun Realm level must have been shocked to death by that monster." ”

Without the support of the inner forces, the void rift healed quickly.

Click!

The pair of claws covered with black scales were cut off by the void crack, and fell from the sky to the ground, scattering large pieces of emperor blood on the ground.

The pair of claws covered with black scales were also cut off at the moment when they were cut off, and all vitality was cut off by the laws of the underworld.

But the snow-white stone fell from the sky and fell to the ground.

The entire Ninth Demon Abyss suddenly regained its calm.

A low murmur sounded in Wang Chu's ears: "You destroyed the plan of the Tsumo clan to enter the universe, changed your fate, and obtained one trillion fate points and one million cosmic favors." ”

"Blocked?"

Wang Chu's figure shook slightly, and he suddenly came to the pair of claws covered with black scales, reached out and grabbed it, and directly collected a drop of emperor blood.

The ninth Yuan Wheel bloodline Yuan Wheel suddenly appeared, and directly sucked it, sucking that drop of Emperor blood directly into the Blood Wheel Yuan Wheel, and while purifying, he extracted the bloodline essence in the Emperor's blood.

The corners of Wang Chu's mouth raised slightly, revealing a hint of a smile: "I have refined the emperor's blood of the Tsumo clan, so that I can transform into a descendant of the Tsumo clan in the future, and there is no flaw!"

Wang Chu's heart moved, and the bloody mouth of the Burning Sun Divine Knife bit the claws of the Great Emperor of the Na Mo Clan.

Poop!

The flames splashed everywhere, and the blood basin mouth turned by the Burning Sun Divine Sword was suddenly shattered out, but the claws of the Great Emperor of the Shan Mo clan did not move at all, and not even a white mark appeared.

"This means that even if an emperor stands quietly in front of me and allows me to attack, I will not be able to hurt him in the slightest. ”

Wang Chu was thoughtful, and the eyes of fate appeared, burning fate points wildly.

A black vortex emerged from the bloody jaw of the Sun Divine Sword, curling towards the claws of the Emperor of the Yama Clan.

Under the erosion of that black whirlpool, the claws of the Emperor of the Qimo clan were refined by a trace, and after being submerged into Wang Chu's Burning Sun Divine Knife, they became the nutrients for the evolution of the Burning Sun Divine Knife.

When the claws of the Emperor of the Natama clan were refined, the Sun Divine Sword evolved into a fourth form of claw shape, which could be transformed into a huge claw or a pair of pitch-black claws at will.

Among the four forms of the Sun Divine Knife, the claw-shaped attack power, the strongest penetrating power, the most weird and mysterious eye shape, the mouth shape is the most suitable for refining various materials and devouring enemies, and the knife type is very ordinary, which is the most suitable for Wang Chu to urge various powerful knife techniques.

"What is this?"

Wang Chu came to the snow-white stone and looked at the snow-white stone with a curious expression.