Mo Lingyun's strength had reached a state of supreme peak. He seemed to have changed his entire person, his momentum, the momentum of a king, his words and deeds, and his strength was boundless. With a finger, an emperor-level ghost cultivator suddenly exploded. With a wave of his hand, he was turned into smoke by the palm of his hand.

"How could you be so strong..."

One of the Ten Dharma Kings' hand was twisted away by Mo Lingyun and shouted in great surprise. As soon as they fought, the other party grabbed his hand as soon as they reached out and twisted it gently, and his hand was broken. He is a great secret realm, is he so fragile?

Is this still him? Of course it is him. I can only say that the opponent is too strong, so strong that he has no power to fight back.

"Those who block me die..."[

Mo Lingyun didn't say anything extra, and he didn't even look at the Ten Dharma Kings. At this time, he became very indifferent. The six strongest people in the family died for him.

One of them was his great-grandfather. He was the one who grew up watching him grow up. The six of them passed all their power and life to him, allowing him to rush to the late stage of the Great Secret Realm all at once. This is something that has never happened in history.

From the middle of the Saint level, he suddenly reached the great secret realm. In a year, who in the world can be so exaggerated? Of course, someone has to make a huge sacrifice for him. The Mo family is alone. If the Mo family cannot prosper in his generation, then they can only perish in his generation.

The Ten Dharma Kings dared not stop Mo Lingyun anymore. Mo Lingyun became very strange at this time. His mentality was completely different from that when he had not reached the great secret realm. Every word and action was all Dharma.

He slowly walked to the Styx River, as if he was experiencing something, and sat directly on the coast of the Netherworld and waited there. What made everyone speechless was that after Mo Lingyun arrived there, his key to the capital was hanging on his head while waving his hand.

"The Key of Fengdu... hurry up, please inform the Pluto."

The Ten Dharma Kings naturally recognized the Key of Fengdu, and the Key of Fengdu appeared, but its owner was a powerful and perverted person. He had no power to fight back in front of him. Such a person could only let them take action by themselves.

"Mo Lingyun..."

Buzz ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The Saint Son of Yaoguang also came. When he saw Mo Lingyun, he wanted to rush up to settle the score with Mo Lingyun, but he did not expect that he was blocked by a strange force. It was so strange that he could not rush over no matter how he rushed.

What's even more strange is that he couldn't see Mo Lingyun exuding any magic power.

Just sit there.

"The sea of ​​ink is surging, it is rumored that it is a very strange technique of the Mohist school. It merges with the power of all things and turns into the sea of ​​ink. He is in the sea of ​​emotions."

Gu Yuan frowned. Although he also wanted to get the key to Fengdu, he was not as impulsive as the Saint of Yaoguang. Mo Lingyun is not a fool. His ability to take out the key to Fengdu shows that his strength is enough to protect the key to Fengdu.

He is induced by the key to Fengdu.

"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

A huge figure floated down from the sea of ​​darkness, just a shadow.

"It's Pluto..."

Guyuan was shocked. The same was true for those who were around at this time. What kind of person is this Pluto? Now, one of the three kings in the Northern Wilderness Continent, Pluto, has disappeared for millions of years. However, it suddenly appeared again ten years ago, summoned his former subordinates to take charge of the entire Pluto Sea area again. [

"Gathering wood makes a mourn. I didn't expect that the Mo family would have such a genius for a million years. It seems that the Mo family must have paid a heavy price for this."
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