Long Jiu stared at the figure standing beside Long Jian, shrouded in black mist, with a frosty face, and said, "Your Excellency is really daring, dare to hurt my seventh uncle, this girl sees that you don't want to live!"

The figure shrouded in black mist seemed to glance at Long Jiu faintly, and then remained silent again.

Nanguang glanced at the man lightly and said, "Black Dragon Qiu, he should be Mo Zhi!"

"Oh!"

Nanguang was a little surprised and said: "When you first enter the congenital, it seems that there are some doorways!"

Wei Wuji and Nanhua glanced at each other, and at the same time handed each other a look that Qiu Sangu really had a problem.

Hearing this, Luo Xian'er shouted angrily: "Mo Zhi, what did you do to Uncle Yaohua?"

"Hey!"

With a light sigh, the black mist moved, and Mo Zhi, whose identity was recognized, had already revealed his figure.

Wei Wuji couldn't help but gasp, and at the same time, he also felt a trace of sadness for Qiu Sangu who was outside.

Mo Zhi in front of him, in addition to the strong sense of vicissitudes in his eyes, his face seemed to be much younger than Mo Qian.

And his kind of youthfulness is different from the kind of youth maintained by those great powers above the reincarnation realm, it is a real youth like a rebirth.

Moreover, his cultivation is no longer a half-step innate realm, but has officially stepped on the innate level, leaping into the dragon gate, and breaking away from this world!

It's no wonder that in the past thousand years, Qiu Sangu has not been able to see Mo Zhi, because Mo Zhi at this moment is definitely different from what Qiu Sangu thought.

Mo Zhi glanced at Long Jiu and Luo Xian'er indifferently, sneered slightly, and then his figure retreated slightly, and once again disappeared into the black mist behind him.

The ghost boy sat upright on the throne, staring coldly at everything that happened in the hall, until Mo Zhi retreated without saying a word, and then he said to the people under the steps: "This seat has faded from decay and regained its life, what is lacking is your qi and blood and the vitality in your body. ”

Liu Tianfeng glanced at Ruan Lingyu, who was lying in front of the Ghost Boy Throne, and then he said with a solemn face: "It turns out that you have premeditated all this!

"Premeditated?"

The ghost boy chuckled, and then he looked at Liu Tianfeng, and said with a gloomy face: "That must be there, as for whether the deity is under the Brute Blood Throne, hehe......"

With a snort, the ghost boy swept up suddenly, and he shouted with a hideous face: "What qualifications do the dead have to know?"

He said to the barbarian king standing on the bronze steps with a blank face: Barbarian slave, don't you do it yet?"

"Roar!"

As a roar came out of the barbarian king's mouth, his body moved, and he had already come to Liu Tianfeng in an instant, and he raised his hand to punch out.

With a flash of golden light, the moment Zhuge Wume's body moved, he had appeared directly in front of Liu Tianfeng, and then punched over.

With a click, accompanied by a slight sound of bones shattering, the barbarian king's body did not move like a mountain, but Zhuge Wuself retreated several feet in a row

After that, he still couldn't stabilize his body, and it wasn't until he hit the bronze wall behind him with a bang that he stabilized his figure.

With a pop, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the five fingers of his right hand with his punch also showed an extremely twisted and irregular shape, which looked extremely awkward.

With a bang, Zhuge Wuself's right hand stretched out, and then shook it a few times, and the shattered phalanges in his right hand had been restored to their original state.

At the same time, the fairy light appeared, and the endless streamer rose from Liu Tianfeng's body, like a rainbow after the rain, illuminating the entire hall.

However, the bare-chested barbarian king turned a blind eye to this, and he silently allowed the rainbow to fall on his chest.

The sound of sneering was endless, and the thousands of qi swords were like rain falling on a rock, and the rock was unharmed, but the thousands of qi swords were like real raindrops, all of which were shattered.

One blow was ineffective, Liu Tianfeng's pupils suddenly shrank, and the strength of the barbarian king's body was too much beyond his imagination.

With a roar, Nanguang's tall and burly figure, like the Demon God of Destruction, fell in front of the barbarian king, and as a circle of blood light rose from under his feet, the barbarian king's immovable body was slammed out by him with a punch after a burst of shaking.

With a bang, the entire bronze palace seemed to shake, but although the barbarian king was blown away and hit the wall, his body only moved slightly, and he had already landed on the bronze steps, and his body was still the same as before, as if he had not been hurt in the slightest.

Nanguang shouted at Liu Tianfeng and the others: "Since he has a form and no god, then he can't use the realm world, and can only rely on the power of the body and use the power of the realm to deal with him, don't you understand this truth?

Liu Tianfeng and the others' faces suddenly sank when they heard this, and they couldn't help but secretly sigh ashamed, but Nanguang's words were extremely reasonable, since the barbarian king only had his body left and his soul was not there, then it was impossible for him to use the power of the realm.

In other words, in addition to an incomparably strong body, the Barbarian King has now lost the strongest means of being an innate level supreme power, the power of the realm.

The so-called power of the realm is a sublimation of the power of the reincarnation realm, and it is also an ability that can only be possessed by the innate supreme power, in the world of the realm, they are the heavens, the masters of that realm!

And in the face of the barbarian kings whose physical strength far surpassed them by one level, at the moment, the power of the realm was probably their only means.

With a crackling sound, with a roaring sound, the golden thunder and lightning like hair, flashing with endless thunder, shuttled within the five-zhang range of the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Sect's Lei Ya's body.

This is the power of the innate supreme power realm?

Looking at the golden thunder and lightning like hair, Wei Wuji couldn't help but be shocked for a while, those golden thunderbolts, he just glanced at them, and he felt that his divine sense was like being blasted by the thunder of the sky

A general, deafening, buzzing head.

Not only that, in the golden thunder and lightning, the rolling thunder kept surging out of Lei Ya's body, and the rivers and seas, mountains and earth in it were all shining with a trace of thunder, and Lei Ya, who stood on the thunder mountain in the center, was like a thunder god who had been born into the world, and he was boundless!

For a while, there was a lot of wind and thunder in the entire hall, and the thunder shook the sky, Wei Wuji estimated that this was still because Lei Ya had not opened his realm outward, otherwise, with his strength, Fang Yuan didn't know how many miles would be shrouded by him, turning into an endless world of thunder.

At the same time, at the moment when Lei Ya unfolded the Thunder Realm, Liu Tianfeng, Zhuge Wuself and Remnant Mu also launched their own domains.

The realm of remnants of wood is like a wasteland at sunset, with endless depression and desolation, a piece of silence and dead ashes, once people go deep into it, they will naturally give birth to endless despair, lose courage and fighting spirit!

Hopeless, lifeless, this is what the Broken Wood Realm feels like, and in the same way, he does not expand his realm outward, but only envelops it within a five-zhang radius around him.

And Zhuge Selfless Realm is as bright as the sun, dazzling, extremely lethal, and the sharp gold qi is like a golden wheel, rotating and flying around him.

Every time the golden wheel flew and rotated, the space near him was like porcelain shattering, cracks appeared, and bursts of sharp and piercing roars were like thousands of birds singing in unison and ten thousand beasts roaring, and the sound was extremely spectacular.

As for Liu Tianfeng, his realm looked relatively simple, with only a faint and blurry, faint streamer like a glow, which kept rotating around him.

Although that streamer looked simple, even a little shabby, and everything in it looked very blurry, as if he was in a fantasy world, Wei Wuji felt that compared to the thunder world of Lei Ya, the barren world of broken wood, and the golden wheel of Zhuge Selfless, that streamer was too dangerous.

The streamer was hazy and blurred, and the afterimage it brought up gave people a sense of ethereal and extremely unreal, and Wei Wuji vaguely felt that where the streamer passed, the qi of heaven and earth was lost, forming a void-like space, containing infinite changes and power.

As soon as the four major realms were unfolded, the pressure in the entire bronze hall suddenly increased countless times, and the people who lacked strength dared to have the slightest slackness, and they all retreated towards the rear, clinging to the wall behind them, not daring to get closer.

Wei Wuji couldn't help but secretly regret that he was a little arrogant, too much Meng Lang, and the level of the Barbarian King was involved, how could he be involved in this realm with his current cultivation? If it weren't for Nanguang who had been protecting himself with his strength, I am afraid that he would have died in the aftermath of the previous battle.

In front of these innate supreme powers who have already jumped out of this world and become a world of their own, he, a monk who seems to be still struggling between this heaven and earth, has nothing compared to the ants

What's the difference?

Are all ants born under you?

Wei Wuji sighed to himself, feeling a deep sense of helplessness.

Sometimes, ignorance is actually a very happy thing!

And the ghost boy standing on the throne of brute blood, at the moment when Liu Tianfeng and the others unfolded the realm, his complexion couldn't help but change slightly, and there was a trace of solemnity, obviously, as Nanguang said, to deal with the barbarian king who had lost his soul and only had his body left, the power of the domain was undoubtedly the best means.

However, although his face was a little solemn, he did not seem to be flustered, and he didn't seem to be too worried.

Suddenly, Liu Tianfeng shouted violently: "Ghost boy, you dare!"

At the same time, the eyes of Zhuge Wuself and others also swept away, and their faces also changed drastically, and they were angry.

It turned out that just as Liu Tianfeng and the others were expanding the realm, a blood thread poked out from the location of the ghost boy's heart and fell directly on the body of Ruan Lingyu of the Wansen Spirit Domain before the throne, and it was obvious that the endless life force rolled out of Ruan Lingyu's body and submerged into the ghost boy's body.

And as those vital forces flowed out of Ruan Lingyu's body, she was in a coma, as if she was experiencing great torture, her whole person curled, and her whole body trembled violently, looking extremely painful.

(End of chapter)