"Void Fire Immortal, damn Void Fire Immortal!!" the Venerable Master roared in anger and endured the pain of being burned all over his body, but he seemed to struggle to take a step forward, only two feet away from the fog!

His whole person was like crazy, and while taking a step, his hands tore violently at him, and he roared: "Open the Spirit Clan Demon Realm, take the old man himself as his belief, and call me the Spirit Clan Demon God to descend!"

Suddenly, outside the mist in front of it, a huge crack suddenly appeared, and bursts of demonic energy came out endlessly from within it, and at the moment when this crack appeared, Wang Mo waved his right hand, but a leaf obstacle came out in a hurry, and he was about to seal it.

But at this moment, it was the second leaf that was thrown out of the master's hand, and the two blades collided in an instant, sealed each other together, and suddenly rolled aside!

Without a single leaf of blinding seal, within the huge crack, under the vertical and horizontal of the demonic qi, there was immediately a huge black statue, which burst out, this statue was the same as the touch that the Venerable Master had conjured up, but it was more condensed, with arms clasped to his chest, and the moment it appeared between heaven and earth, the statue's arms suddenly vibrate.

But it was the hands that hugged his chest that suddenly let go, and a destructive force roared out at the moment when his arms were released, sweeping the world and approaching Wang Mo!

This destructive power gave Wang Mo an extremely strong crisis, and even his Thunder Immortal body felt as if he was about to be separated, at the time of danger, Wang Mo did not hesitate at all, his right hand suddenly raised, and his Heavenly God Arm quickly transformed out!

"God's Blessing!"

In an instant, the Monkey King Heavenly God Phantom transformed in front of Wang Mo, a huge and scarred body, blocking all attacks with his back for Wang Mo, and his hands hugged Wang Mo and cared for him in his arms.

Suddenly, the destructive power from the statue hit the back of this illusory god, and the god did not move, and the moment he resisted the power of destroying the world, his huge body turned suddenly, and his right hand clenched into a fist, which was comparable to a huge meteorite.

Although I saw this scene for the second time, the demeanor and warmth of the gods of heaven brought Wang Mo the shock was always the same!

A punch came, and it fell directly on the huge statue, and the statue shook violently, and it fell apart with a "boom", and it collapsed!

A powerful revolt, carrying the fragments of the crumbling statue, with the remnants of the Celestial God's looking back punch, all fell on the Venerable Master who had already stepped out of the mist behind the statue.

As the roar echoed, the Venerable Master spurted out several mouthfuls of blood, and his body was beaten back into the mist!

The phantom of the gods dissipated, and Wang Mo knew that the other party had been injured to a certain extent, so he didn't wait any longer, and waved his left hand towards the mist, and the three jade slips left by the middle-aged scribe in the mist suddenly flashed, but they were grabbed by Wang Mo's void and pulled outward.

The jade slip flashed out, and the red mist that had stopped functioning completely recovered at this moment, and in the frantic wriggling, the previous gap was healed rapidly!

"No!!" the Venerable Master roared angrily, and his body flashed, and he was about to rush out again, and behind him, the four-rank Dharma Spirit was already approaching!

Wang Mo's eyes were as cold as ice, and his right hand was raised towards the mist, half of his body was swallowed by the mist, and he was still pointing at the Venerable Master who was about to rush out in a frenzy!

"Stop! God!"

One finger stops, it needs to be used in the most critical place, and it can't be used in advance to make people have vigilance, so it must be done at one time, it must be done!

Wang Mo has been with him for hundreds of years in his life, and every time he makes a move, he can get miraculous results!

At this moment, the Venerable Master was already seriously injured, and almost when he was dying, his body suddenly shook, and the red mist roared, completely submerging the last trace of the gap, and swallowing the Venerable Master into the mist.

In exchange for the greatest victory at the lowest price, it was the principle of Wang Mo's lifelong struggle, if he had taken away the jade slip before, the Venerable Master's injuries had not reached the current level, and maybe there was still a possibility of getting out of trouble.

This is also the truth!

Therefore, Wang Mo wants to fight, first let the other party be seriously injured to the limit, and at the most critical moment, take away the jade slip, cast a stop to the divine flow, and give the other party a fatal blow!

This battle, clean and neat!

Wang Mo pinched his hands, and in an instant, countless seals fell on the red mist, and the sound of roaring and weak roar came out of it, and after a long time, it gradually subsided.

"I'm not afraid of sealing, but that magic spirit can be sealed like this, it's obviously an extremely powerful thing, let it fight with the seriously injured Venerable Master, it's the most beneficial thing for me!" Wang Mo's eyes flashed, all of this was within his calculations, if the Venerable Master was not injured, maybe that Fa Spirit was not an opponent, and it would inevitably be damaged under the battle.

But at the moment, it is very much in line with Wang Mo's calculation.

Wang Mo's right eye thundered, and the thunder map came out, floating above the thousand zhang mist, the thunder roared, and the lightning continued to thunder down, connecting into a net.

The flame in the left eye flickered, surging out, surrounding the thousand feet of mist, forming a sea of fire, burning, and merging with the thunder, unfolding a tight blockade.

After doing this, Wang Mo's right hand was a little in the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly the stars in the center of his eyebrows rotated, and the yellow furnace came out in a mighty way, enveloping this thousand zhang mist.

Wang Mo pinched the trick with both hands and made a mark, dispelled the yellow furnace, and began refining!

Looking at the mist, Wang Mo's eyes flickered, dispelling the yellow furnace is a magic weapon of the gods, in addition to the strong defense, what is more important is the word of refining!

This furnace does not refine pills or treasures, it is a god slave!

Slave of the Gods!

After doing this, Wang Mo did not continue to stare at the mist, but walked straight to the two leaves sealed together in the distance, and with a wave of the void in his right hand, the two leaves flew over.

"I didn't expect this Master to get a blind eye... I just don't know where he got it from. Wang Mo separated the two leaves, and took the one that belonged to the Venerable Master, and the immortal consciousness burst out, and in the previous volume, the power of the gods was even more contained, but it was the immortal consciousness of the Venerable Master.

This thing, after all, belongs to the god race, and it is impossible for outsiders to really grasp it.

Leaving his own breath on the leaves, Wang Mo carefully put away these two leaves, this treasure is of great effect to him!

With a sweep of his eyes, Wang Mo looked at the dark red tomb platform of two thousand zhang in size hanging in the air, and his body shook and stepped on the curtain platform.

"The Venerable Master said before that the second-order tomb must be this thing... I just don't know, what's the use of this tomb..."Wang Mo frowned, squatted down and looked at it carefully.

After half a ring, Wang Mo's eyes froze and saw some clues.

On the surface of this stage, under the dark red blood, there are many runes!

These runes, Wang Mo knew everything at a glance, they were the immortals who entered this place, and the numbers that were illusioned on the eyebrows one by one!

Wang Mo clearly remembered that when his group of people were snatching the platform, all the immortals who died, even if their bodies collapsed, the number mark on the center of the eyebrows would not dissipate, but turned into runes and floated there.

At that time, he saw this scene and didn't come up with any clues, but now, when he saw this platform, he understood everything.

"Those digitally marked runes, integrated into the platform, can make the platform advanced..."Wang Mo muttered, bowing his head and sweeping, there are five hundred and eighty-nine rune marks on this platform.

In this sealed land, more than a dozen immortals had died before, and although these people died, the number mark on their eyebrows turned into looming runes, floating in this heaven and earth.

Even the previous Red Mist Storm did not destroy these runes, and after adding the treasures that the Venerable Master and the middle-aged scribe were anxious about, they did not spare time to collect them.

Wang Mo's eyes flickered, his right hand raised his big sleeve and swept, and suddenly these floating more than ten runes immediately came straight to him, and after a careful inspection, Wang Mo waved these runes to the platform under him.

One by one, the runes landed on the platform and quickly merged with it, but after the eleventh rune merged, the platform shook violently, and the distance trembled.

The surrounding heaven and earth were even more in this instant, and countless dust came in a hurry, merging into this platform, under Wang Mo's gaze, this platform expanded completely, and at the same time, the more right dust seemed to break through the void, rushing into this sealed land from the endless land, and constantly integrated into the platform.

Gradually, this platform is getting bigger and bigger, 2,300 zhang, 2,500 zhang, 2,800 zhang... It wasn't until it was 3,000 zhang large that it suddenly stopped shaking, and the color on it was no longer dark red, but purple!

Floating in the air, at a glance, it looks like a small continent, quite amazing!

Wang Mo's complexion changed, and he suddenly lowered his head and stared at the platform, what shocked him was not that the platform suddenly became larger, but at the moment when it became three thousand zhang, there was a breath like immortal consciousness, which diffused from this stone platform, followed Wang Mo's feet, and directly entered his body, turning into a scene!

These pictures merged with Wang Mo's memories very quickly, and they became a part of himself without giving him any chance to react at all.

Closing his eyes, in front of Wang Mo, there was immediately a thing like a map, this map was very large, but most of it was shrouded in black fog, only three places, the black fog dissipated, and these three places were combined to occupy nearly thirty percent of the entire map.

After looking carefully, Wang Mo found his location at the moment on the map, which is called the fiefdom of fire!

There are three fiefdoms like this on these three connected maps!

On this map, he faintly saw a route, a route deep into the depths of this ancient cemetery.

His heart was shaken, and it took a long time for Wang Mo to open his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, the sealed place in front of him, at this moment, there were still countless fine cracks, these cracks were like wounds, opening and closing, very weird.

With a fixed gaze, Wang Mo took a step forward and left the tomb, and at the moment he left, the cracks that could have been seen suddenly disappeared without a trace, erased from Wang Mo's eyes.

Retreating to the tomb, those cracks reappeared in Wang Mo's eyes.