Lin Shuangwu is facing the pressure from the Ye family.

Qin Yang is in a bad situation, but he is also in a bad situation.

To be fair, this so-called Mr. Mo is actually not powerful.

Although he is also a rare Qi Refining Cultivator, he is only at the ninth level of Qi Refining!

In Qin Yang's eyes, this realm is just a child without any power.

But this old man Mo has a deep diligent study in his soul and has extremely strong abilities!

Qin Yang did not gain the upper hand in the collision of the soul, but instead fell into the inferior!

This is unprecedented. Qin Yang has never met any rival in terms of the soul.

Even the immortals from Tiansha Sect come, they will become his defeated general.

In Qin Yang's sea of ​​consciousness, Mo Lao's Yin God was not as solid as Qin Yang's soul, but the huge figure was very terrifying.

The power of divine thoughts spread out, as if it could crush Qin Yang's sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Lao's Yin God body was growing more and more enlarged at this moment, and his Yin God body was a bit strange, unlike a single person.

It is more like a convergence of the spiritual will of countless people!

Mo Lao turned into a phantom dozens of meters high, and suddenly two heads grew out of his neck, and two pairs of arms were added.

Three heads and six arms!

It was the first time that Qin Yang saw such a novelty thing, and he couldn't help but ask: "What kind of spell are you?"

The head in the middle was Mr. Mo himself. He looked at Qin Yang sinisterly and said in a cold voice: "This is a spell that you cannot compete with!"

After saying that, one of the hands shot hard at Qin Yang's sea of ​​consciousness. In an instant, infinite great power came, directly sweeping Qin Yang's sea of ​​consciousness.

Qin Yang's face changed drastically, and he also activated the power of his soul to calm down the rolling sea of ​​consciousness.

Seeing this, Mo Lao suddenly turned his other hand into the air.

In an instant, a dazzling golden beam shot towards Qin Yang. Qin Yang was interrupted and could only give up calming the sea of ​​consciousness.

He took out the soul-destroying blade and shattered the golden beam of light. The next moment, the surging power of the sea of ​​consciousness submerged him like a tide.

Qin Yang smashed heavily into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Old Mo smiled coldly: "Your soul power is very powerful and extremely powerful!"

"With such a soul power, your future achievements in refining Qi are immeasurable, but unfortunately, destiny is a mess!"

"Since you met me, Mo Wuxian, it means that all your previous efforts have been in vain!"

Qin Yang barely jumped out of the rolling sea of ​​spiritual consciousness. He asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

Mo Wuxian smiled coldly: "Can't you see my three-headed and six-armed Yin Shen body?"

"The other two are defeated men who have been swallowed by me by the power of divine thoughts!"

"I will swallow them and then have their divine power, and then strengthen myself!"

"And you will be the third person to be swallowed by me, and then I will be able to refine the true soul!"

Mo Wuxian became more and more excited as he spoke. It seemed that if he refined the soul, something great would happen to him.

Qin Yang remained silent. Mo Wuxian's Yin God's power was extremely powerful, and it had exceeded the scope of ordinary Yin Gods!

The difficulty of him trying to defeat the other party with his soul will be unimaginable.

But he has been banned by Mo Wuxian in his sea of ​​consciousness, and it is impossible to withdraw at this time.

"It's a problem..."

Qin Yang murmured, and then purple auras appeared on his body.

"Um?"

Seeing this, Mo Wuxian was also shocked!

"Boy, what are you doing?!"
Chapter completed!