When Lin Lei, who had reacted, flew out of the Elemental Mansion, they saw that above the sky, Mo Huai and Qinghuo had already turned into two fiery red afterimages and started to move.

Boom.. In the sound of the violent energy explosion, the sky was like a volcanic eruption, and the violent and terrifying power made the space around the two of them distorted and blurred.

After a long time, the spatial range of the twisted chaos and the furious and fiery aura slowly expanded to the limit, and two fiery red figures flew out of the air like a furnace.

"Haha.. I can't imagine that Qinghuo's strength has reached this level, I Mo Huai is ashamed of myself," Mo Huai, who was full of violent breath, laughed loudly, and left directly as a flash of fire.

After Mo Huai left, Lin Lei and the others looked at Qinghuo again, only to see that his robe was messy and torn, his face was pale, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his face couldn't help but change with a look of surprise.

"Lord Qinghuo, what's going on? that Mo Huai... Lord Mo Huai is obviously not injured, but you are injured, why does he say that he is ashamed of himself?" Bei Bei couldn't help but ask Qinghuo with some doubts.

Qinghuo shook his head lightly and smiled, his eyes flashing with inexplicable brilliance: "In terms of law fusion perception, he is indeed inferior to me." However, his physical body is very strong, and with the law perception that is only a step worse than mine, his real strength is to surpass me. Unexpectedly, in addition to his deep understanding of the law, he also had such hole cards. ”

Obviously, Qinghuo suffered some losses in the battle just now, but he looked very happy, after all, the opponent is hard to find.

The previous battle between Qinghuo and the Sattista from hell had already surprised the god-level powerhouses on the Magnolia Continent, and the battle between Mo Huai and Qinghuo shocked them even more, and many people guessed from the violent and terrifying fire elemental aura that Qinghuo was doing it.

And whether it is Qinghuo, or the mysterious powerhouse who fights with Qinghuo, it is not something that these middle and lower gods can fight against.

In addition, Adkins was dead, and Berners, the strongest under his command, was also killed by Mo Huai, and the other two middle gods and lower gods under Adkins' command, such as Hamblitt, who got the news, were afraid that Mo Huai would deal with them, so they all left the plane of the Magnolia Continent in a hurry.

After the death of Sattista from Hell, the god-level powerhouses under his command also left and went back to Hell.

Immediately afterwards, there was news that Qinghuo would enter the Graveyard of the Gods alone, all of which had a great impact on the god-level powerhouses in the Magnolia Continent.

Soon, except for a few god-level powerhouses, most of the god-level powerhouses left the Yulan Continent and went to the supreme plane or god plane.

Among them, there were a group of people including Tarosa, Di Lin, Martial God, and High Priest, except for the High Priest who went to the Life God Realm, and all the others went to hell.

The Magnolia Continent suddenly became more calm, and not long after the battle with Qinghuo, Mo Huai's deity also left the Magnolia Plane alone with other god clones and went to the underworld, one of the four supreme planes, leaving only the fire god clone to accompany Nuo Bing to sit in the Mo Huai Empire.

The underworld, the Holy Mountain of the Dead, this is a mountain tens of thousands of meters high with the color of white bones, white bones can be seen everywhere in the whole mountain, and on the top of the mountain, a quaint castle shrouded in black mist has been established, and this castle has existed for I don't know how many billions of years.

There are two teleportation points in the entire underworld, which are teleported to the underworld by the powerhouses of the material plane, and the Holy Mountain of the Undead is one of them.

"Hey, stand on the side," a group of white-robed warriors casually ordered those who had just teleported to the underworld in the material plane powerhouses in the castle. Most of these powerhouses are in the Holy Domain, and there are only a few god-level powerhouses, and they are generally lower-level gods, and middle-level gods are rare to see, and in the face of these elite middle-rank gods and even the underworld warriors with the strength of the upper gods, they naturally dare not have the slightest resistance.

I saw that in the huge teleportation array, the light was shining, and a figure appeared, it was Mo Huai, who was dressed in a black robe and had a cold face.

"Just come to the Underworld, roll to the side and stay," a white-robed warrior who looked like a teenager said unceremoniously, and he was about to kick Mo Huai out of the teleportation array.

Mo Huai, who was stunned, reacted and couldn't help but look at the young white-robed warrior indifferently, and with a wave of his hand, with a bang, the young white-robed warrior had turned into a blood mist, and two godheads and a space ring flew out and smashed on the wall in the distance, making a crisp sound.

At the same time, Mo Huai, who seemed to be teleporting, had already disappeared, leaving only those other white-robed warriors and the twenty or thirty material plane powerhouses who had come to the underworld in the corner of the wall were stunned, and they didn't know what to say.

In the vast sky, black and oppressive dark clouds covered the earth, and sometimes the shop snake flickered in the dark clouds, as if dragons were rolling in it.

On the barren plains, I saw the boundless undead divided into two camps and confronted each other, there were the largest number of skeletons, dirty zombies, elegant and translucent cold, and there were also imposing black knights, weird corpse demons, and corpse witches, and there were also clear hierarchies in each species.

"Attack!" "Kill!" With two cold commands, the two undead armies suddenly attacked and killed wildly, and one by one the undead creatures were killed, absorbing the soul fire.

The fight between the undead is extremely cruel, and the loser will even have his soul devoured by the other party, which is no different from the soul scattering, they are all dead forever.

Just when the battle between the two undead armies was at its most intense, dozens of undead in the fierce battle in the middle, accompanied by a slight vibration in the space, instantly dissipated like flying ashes, and a cluster of soul fire went towards a black-robed figure faintly visible in the center.

Mo Huai, who was moved, directly sucked those soul fires into the Meixin Mud Pill Palace. The soul fire that entered the Mud Pill Palace was quickly refined by the Mud Pill Palace, turned into pure soul energy, and merged into Mo Huai's soul. There are also some memories in it, but Mo Huai is only selectively absorbing the part of the memory about the perception of the law.

Before the remaining undead could react, Mo Huai, who had a phantom figure, had disappeared again.

The underworld is vast, with only a terrible land of size. In the north of this continent, there are endless undead living beings, known as the undead realm. And the southern region of the continent is the underworld where many god-level powerhouses gather. The Holy Mountain of the Dead is located at the junction of the underworld and the world of the dead.

Every moment, a large number of undead are dying in the realm of the undead. The growth of the undead is to devour the souls of other undead.

In the world of the undead, there are basically no god-level powerhouses. Once the undead reach the god level, they will leave the undead realm and go to the wider underworld to cultivate.

Therefore, Mo Huai wantonly slaughtered the undead in the undead realm, refining the soul, and specially selected those powerful and deep understanding of the laws of the undead in the holy realm to kill and refine, but no one would pay attention to it.

In the process of killing the undead like this, absorbing and refining the soul, and comprehending the mystical cultivation of the laws and rules, two hundred years have passed unconsciously.

In the Magnolia Continent, the Mohuai Empire has been established for nearly three hundred years, because the emperors of all dynasties have paid more attention to the cultivation of the strong under the influence of Mo Huai, so the birth rate of the strong in the Holy Domain of the Mohuai Empire has always been the highest among the major imperial forces in the entire Yulan Continent.

In the past two hundred years, Mo Huai's son Mo Te and youngest daughter Mo Xue have both become gods one after another, and Mo Xue has cultivated to the middle god level.