A cold light flashed in Wang Mo's eyes, and he slapped the storage bag, and immediately a billion soul flags flew out, turning into a large black mist that filled the heavens and the earth, and immediately devoured the immortal spirit of the star messenger in it.

"Immortal friends, don't kill me, I'll exchange heavy treasures for my life, heavy treasures!!" the stellar messenger fairy screamed, struggling in the black mist, and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"What a heavy treasure!" Wang Mo said slowly with a cold expression

"Shattered Sky Jade Spirit, I know where there is a Shattered Sky Jade Spirit, if the immortal friend promises to let me go, I will take you to get it immediately!" said the stellar messenger Immortal Soul immediately.

Wang Mo's expression couldn't see the joy and anger, he glanced at the immortal, pinched the trick with his right hand, and immediately the black mold was instantly devoured, sealing the immortal in a billion soul flags.

"Shattered Sky Jade Spirit..."Wang Mo pondered for a moment, no longer thinking about it, but his eyes fell on the three small flags in mid-air, raised his hand and grabbed the void, and immediately these three small flags fell into his hand, spewing out a breath of immortal qi, erasing the immortal consciousness on this small flag, and after imprinting his own immortal consciousness, Wang Mo pondered carefully.

"This is a rare protective magic weapon!" After half a pillar of incense, Wang Mo's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand to throw out the three small flags, and as soon as his mind moved, the three small flags immediately rotated rapidly around his body, and in a moment, a purple mist swirl filled the air, and the power emitted on it had a certain defensive power...

The power of the Heavenly Dao in Wang Mo's body worked, gushing out of the body and merging into the purple vortex, and in an instant, a drastic change appeared, only to see that the purple mist vortex immediately accelerated several times, not only that, but the fog was very thick, spreading almost enveloping Wang Mo's whole body, completely enveloping his figure.

After three breaths, the fog dissipated, Wang Mo hooked his right hand, and immediately put the three small flags in his hand and put them back in the storage bag.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Mo's eyes showed a fine light, his expression was extremely solemn, and his immortal sense spread out, spreading over a radius of ten miles, and after making sure that there was no clue, he buckled it on the storage bag.

The golden light flashed, and the fairy aura was permeated. A palm-sized attic appeared on Wang Mo's palm, staring at the thing in his hand, even at this moment, Wang Mo's heart was still beating faster, his heart was pounding, and his eyes fell directly on the attic.

"If I say that I am in the mysterious realm this time, the biggest gain is this thing! Youquan Famous Mansion!" Wang Mo licked his lips, he didn't dare to take out this thing since he obtained it, after all, this treasure is too precious!

"How many magic techniques are there in this..."Wang Mo's eyes showed a hint of excitement, and he forcibly suppressed it after a while.

"With my cultivation, I can only enter the fourth layer, even if I enter the ninth layer with the essence blood left by my master, I can't break the seal. It is impossible to obtain the magic inside it, and besides, this thing is too precious, maybe there will be some restrictions on the number of times it can be entered, and this place is not absolutely safe at the moment, so it cannot be easily studied. ”

Wang Mo suppressed the desire in his heart. Taking a deep breath, he cautiously put this Youquan Mansion into the storage bag, but immediately, he hesitated slightly, and took it out again, according to the imprints he learned back then, so that this Youquan Mansion continued to shrink, and in the end, it was only like a fingernail.

Then he took out a spare storage bag, put the Youquan Mansion in it, unbuttoned his shirt, cut his chest, and pushed the storage bag deep into the flesh, and under the power of the Heavenly Dao, the wound quickly recovered.

"In this way, no one can know where the Youquan Mansion is!" Wang Mo touched his chest, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

On his body, there were several storage bags, which were almost full, all of them were immortal crystals, and the number of these immortal crystals was too large, and they were all obtained in the mysterious realm. It took nearly two months for Wang Mo to sort out the harvest of this mysterious world.

"It's time to leave!" Wang Mo stood up, jumped down and flew up, the phoenix leopard beast with a cheerful roar, galloped over, took Wang Mo under him, and went straight to the distant building complex.

As soon as he approached the place where the Xingchao clan lived, Wang Mo's expression froze, and he saw that in a large square in the building complex in front of him, all the Xingchao clansmen were kneeling there, and even the children and their families were in the middle of the square, there was a wooden statue the size of three zhang, and there was a person lying on it, it was Shi Python!

Shi Python's face was like death, his eyes were gloomy, as if he could die at any time, and the rich death aura permeated his body, obviously on the verge of dying.

Seeing this scene, Wang Mo was silent, as early as two months ago, Wang Mo saw that this python had run out of oil, and on this python's body, the seal of the sin slave was very strong, and this sin slave mark was left in the inheritance bloodline, and it could not be resisted by others.

Shi Python, it can be said that he is the first anti-pit, but it is the price, but it is the regurgitation of the whole body of the Lingxing imprint, and he can't continue to survive at all, he persisted for two months, but today, but it has come to an end, and he can no longer survive.

By Shi Python's side, the ancestor of the Star Mixed Clan, with a sad face, looked at Shi Python in a daze, and two lines of old tears remained.

"Grandson ......" the old man said softly, this title, he has not said it for a long time, the surroundings are quiet, but there is a strong sadness permeated, all the clansmen, all looking at Shi Python, sinking into the sadness.

"Shi Python..."

"Shi Python..."

A whisper came from the mouths of the Star Chaos Clan, and gradually, the voices merged together to form a single word, which was the only voice in the hearts of the entire Star Chaos Clan at this moment.

"Shi Python!"

In their hearts, Shi Python is the hero of the Star Mixed Clan, when no one can fight against the Angel Slave Seal, only Shi Python, with his unyielding attitude, proves to all the clansmen that the Slave Seal is not irresistible! Although, the price of resistance is with life...

Shi Python's mind was already in a trance at this moment, his dim eyes looked at the sky, vaguely, as if he had returned to his childhood, listening to the constant words of his clansmen in his ears.

"I'm a race of gods, and that's our pride... This is also our glory!" The corners of Shi Python's eyes left tears, he hated, hated the injustice of the heavens and the earth, and hated all the gods!

Even he hated his ancestors.......

Wang Mo's body fell from mid-air, stood at the edge of the square, and was silent.

The old man looked at Shi Python, gritted his teeth fiercely, turned around suddenly, looked at the clansmen around him, and said loudly in his vicissitudes of voice: "Clansmen, Shi Python is right, for generations, we have guarded this place, what can we get in exchange! It is a wild beast, it is the wild beast that killed many people of our clan!"

And all this is caused by the gods, we, in the eyes of everyone, are just the food that feeds the beasts!!" There was silence all around, and all the clansmen looked at the old man in silence, and in their bodies, there was a force brewing, accumulating......

"Shi Python once told me that the gods are no more, and the god realm of the past has collapsed... I have been hiding this matter since I heard about it, and I have not told my clansmen about it, but today, I will say it!" there was a strange glint in the old man's eyes, an almost crazy gaze.

As soon as his words came out, all the clansmen around him were suddenly shocked, and this news shocked them extremely much, and the brewing power in their bodies rose rapidly.

"Engong, I'm right!!" The old man's gaze fell on Wang Mo on the edge in the distance.

At this moment, everyone around looked at Wang Mo, waiting for his answer. Since Wang Mo killed the god of heaven two months ago, the word Engong came out of the old man's mouth.

Wang Mo was silent, and after a while, he nodded, and said slowly: "The divine realm has collapsed, and the heavenly gods are no more, even if there is, it is extremely rare!"

"The divine realm has collapsed, and the gods have treated our race like this, why don't we resist!! You also have to be like a python, and die with dignity!" the old man shouted excitedly.

His voice, with a force that goes straight to the soul in the vicissitudes of life, impacted all the clansmen around him, and the light in his eyes when he raised his head, this is a kind of gaze that resists to the end, and it is a kind of firmness that would rather die than become someone else's slave and become food again!

"Resist!" said one of the clansmen. Clenched his fists, he whispered, and after him, more and more voices rang out.

"Resist!"

"Resist!" voices came and went, and in the end, a storm was almost formed!

Wang Mo was silent, his eyes looked at Shi Python, and for a long time, he said softly: "I, I can make him immortal!"

Although his voice was soft, it could fall on the ears of the surrounding Star Mixed Clansmen, especially the old man, his body trembled, his eyes burst with excitement, and he took a few steps forward. In front of Wang Mo, he stopped ten zhang away, knelt on the ground, tears flowed, and said in a trembling voice: "Engong, this is true!"

Wang Mo pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Fifty percent sure! It's just that once my supernatural powers are successful, although Shi Python will not die, he will become a puppet without consciousness, and whether he can finally regain consciousness depends on himself." ”

"I, willing..."In the silence of the old man, the python above the wooden venerable in the distance made a faint sound.

Wang Mo's expression was as usual, and in one step, he came to Mu Zun's side, looking at Shi Python, who was lying on it, with most of his bones shattered and on the verge of death.

On his body, there are no more Lingxing marks, and all those marks have penetrated deep into his body at this moment, becoming the killer who caused Shi Python to die.

"This magic technique requires the person being refined, to have firm beliefs, and to be completely willing, and there must be no hesitation, otherwise, this technique will fail!" Wang Mo said calmly.

The corners of Shi Python's mouth showed a miserable smile, and he said weakly: "No need to say it again, I am willing!"

Wang Mo stopped talking nonsense, grabbed the python, shook his body, and walked away in the void, far away, in the eyes of all the clansmen on the ground, Wang Mo let out a word.

"Don't bother in three months!"

The old man looked at the place where Wang Mo disappeared in a daze, with a complicated look in his eyes, but in the end, he gritted his teeth, turned to all the clansmen, and said in a deep voice: "In three months, no matter what the result of Shi Python is, we will impact Bai Shengluo and leave here!"