The dazzling light made the dead corpse Dao man in front of Mo Zhuoyu bear the brunt.

The cyan light seemed to be devouring, drowning the opponent's spell, and Mo Zhuoyu lost control and fell to the ground instantly.

But the cyan glow did not disappear, it spread rapidly through the night like the dawn sun.

Everywhere Qingguang went, all the spiritual power disappeared without a trace.

The white bones, who were originally fighting flexibly and fiercely, instantly lost momentum and quietly fell to the ground. The attacking monk suddenly found that the magic sword he swung could only bring a faint residual wind.

The Yuanying Monk, who was originally fighting fiercely in the air, instantly froze, and with a bang, he fell straight to the ground.

If it weren't for the wetness of the ground, a few Yuanying monks in the hall would have been killed here today.

The sudden change disrupted the movements of all the monks present.

Everyone stared blankly at the light in the sky, completely unable to react to what was happening.

"Spiritual power, my spiritual power is gone!"

The sudden screams in the crowd woke up the sluggish crowd in an instant.

The corpse Taoist in front of Mo Zhuoyu was the first to react, the culprit of all this should be Mo Zhuoyu, who had lost consciousness in front of him.

He stepped over in an instant, wanting to kill Mo Zhuoyu.

Unexpectedly, before he could get closer, a huge giant turtle suddenly came out.

The python-like head slammed over and knocked the dead corpse out in an instant.

After Mint saw that the enemy was gone, he changed his body and fell on Mo Zhuoyu's face, calling out incessantly, trying to wake him up.

But no matter how he shakes, Mo Zhuoyu is still motionless.

In the middle of the sound, the blue light gradually dissipated.

The people who had recovered their spiritual power looked at each other before they got up and walked towards this side.

Everyone was surprised to find that there was nothing abnormal except for a thin crack in front of them.

The cracks, which are less than an inch long, are obviously not enough for Tibetans.

Everyone looked at each other for a moment, and could only guess that something strange had suddenly happened in this strange space.

At this moment, the bones were destroyed, the ghosts were scattered, and the monks of the two realms of good and evil were each damaged, and after looking at each other vigilantly, they found that the other party had no will to fight.

In just a few moments, the two sides retreated in tacit agreement.

After this battle, the evil cultivator lost countless Jindan monks, the original plan failed to be realized, and one of the organizers, the dead corpse Taoist, was inexplicably seriously injured, and the evil cultivator no longer had the will to fight.

Although the righteous path monks stopped the evil cultivators' tricks, there were no casualties, and Fan Qing, one of the Yuanying monks, was seriously injured and unconscious.

After the righteous monk returned to the camp, he found that the evil cultivator had disappeared in another dimension, and Zheng saw that everyone had no intention of staying, and the second owner withdrew from this ancient battlefield.

After everyone had retreated, Li Xiao and the Yuanying Monk who came to greet him completely sealed the battlefield of good and evil together.

Qin Guanyou and Zeng Ran, who were helped out, glanced at the Mole Cricket Mountain, which was gradually returning to its original state, and there was a trace of sadness in their eyes.

In an instant, the two turned around and kept up with the pace of everyone leaving.

Halfway through, Su Meixue, who finally woke up from a coma, looked at the scene outside, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

A group of people gradually drifted away, and the desolate Mole Cricket Mountain regained its silence again.

The years passed quietly, and the battlefield of good and evil in the seal was gradually erased by time.

After a long time, Mo Zhuoyu woke up in the dark.

She opened her eyes, and the darkness made her not know where she was for a while.

In the middle of the sound, the trance finally came to his senses, and Mo Zhuoyu remembered that he could take out the moonstone for lighting.

The white light dispelled the darkness, and Mo Zhuoyu realized that he was in a narrow crack in the ground

The damp dirt on the ground covered her, and as Mo Zhuoyu stood up, it fell down with a poof.

Looking up from the crack in the ground, the empty space was cut into a thin slit, Mo Zhuoyu touched the wall and turned around slightly, and at a glance it was still a high stone wall.

This crack in the ground where even Mo Zhuoyu could barely turn around is really not a place to stay for a long time.

Mo Zhuoyu immediately wanted luck and flew out of the crypt.

As soon as the mana was running, the sudden pain in his chest made Mo Zhuoyu almost lose his breath.

The weak body fell to the ground in an instant, and Mo Zhuoyu shook his head with a wry smile.

I'm too anxious.

After this experience, Mo Zhuoyu, who suddenly woke up, finally calmed down.

She sat cross-legged on the ground and examined her body carefully before she suddenly remembered what had happened before she fell unconscious.

Mo Zhuoyu immediately woke up the mint in his sleeve and asked urgently, "How long have I been asleep?"

Mint's eyes rolled around twice in confusion before she gradually came to her senses.

Seeing Mo Zhuoyu who opened his eyes, it immediately cheered, "Sister, you finally woke up!"

Mo Zhuoyu patted its head soothingly and asked his question again.

Fortunately, although Mint was sleepy, because it was worried about Mo Zhuoyu's body, it had to get up from time to time to check her physical condition.

Hearing the words at this time, it shook its head, muttered and calculated for a while, and gave the answer, "Sister, you have slept for more than a year!"

Mo Zhuoyu's heart jumped when he heard this, and after calming the mint in an instant, he began to recuperate his injuries.

With the help of the medicine and spiritual power to heal the throat, Mo Zhuoyu's injuries gradually improved.

In fact, the injuries in her body, during the period of her sleep, have basically been healed by the spiritual power of the body's own operation.

Now, with Mo Zhuoyu's targeted treatment, it didn't take long for her body to return to normal again.

Jumping onto the crack in the ground, Mo Zhuoyu found that he was still on the battlefield at the beginning.

Although the original traces have gradually disappeared with the passage of time, the white bones looming under the wind and sand made Mo Zhuoyu instantly recognize this place.

This battlefield of good and evil, I don't know why, although the aura is strong, there is no trace of demon beasts and spiritual objects in it.

Mo Zhuoyu looked up at the surroundings, the empty world, except for the occasional yin wind, there was nothing.

In a trance, in the whole place, only Mo Zhuoyu was left.

Running the body method, Mo Zhuoyu turned around and walked towards the camp where the righteous monk was at the beginning.

The empty earth broke Mo Zhuoyu's luck in an instant.

More than a year has passed, and the monks of both good and evil have indeed stopped fighting.

Mo Zhuoyu didn't know why no one found out in the first place, but now she had to go back on her own.

The monk's strong memory made her remember the exit of the battlefield of good and evil.

Mo Zhuoyu flew quickly towards the exit while praying silently in his heart.

Two days later, looking at the ground that was so round that there was no gap, Mo Zhuoyu finally fell down in disappointment.

Sure enough, this alien space has long been sealed!