The black torrent, according to Mo Chanzi, cannot trap a powerful person at the Saint King level.
but.
Countless creatures are suppressed in this torrent world. The strong ones, including the Imperial Clan, have gone through the years. There may not be any Saint King-level strong ones who are trapped here.
As the Imperial Clan, they cannot break free here, even if they reach the Holy King level, but this does not mean that they are not strong enough!
boom!
The entire Imperial Formation area was shaken. From an endless distance away, there was a mighty aura and coercion that swept over and filled the world.
The whole world sank, as if it was about to collapse and could no longer bear it.
A powerful Saint King-level man was furious and came with anger.
Obviously, this is Mingyang's father, and he is also a great master among the Nether clan.
"It's over!"
"If the Holy King takes action, who can escape?"
The crowd's expressions changed, and their expressions were very ugly. The Holy King-level powerhouse's attack was basically devastating to them.
There was no one who could compete with him and could not block the Holy King's attack.
"quick!"
Chu Feng raised his head, feeling equally shocked and full of crisis.
The Saint King-level powerhouse took action, and it was made clear that he came for him to kill Mingyang. The temporary crisis was indeed resolved, but a greater crisis would follow.
finally.
The remnant soul of the saint sank into Mochanzi's body. In an instant, Mochanzi opened his eyes in the heaven and earth inside his body. He was extremely peaceful, and the aura of the saint flowed.
"I have never experienced the feeling of having a physical body in countless years." The saint's remnant soul sighed.
He sensed the body, and with the help of Mo Chanzi's physical body, he stayed here and controlled this physical body for a short time.
"Senior, please." Chu Feng said anxiously.
"good."
The remnant soul of the saint nodded and was not greedy. Mo Chanzi moved with it and walked out of the world inside his body. The seal also dissipated, and the energy of Mo Chan was forcibly activated.
This remnant soul used to be a strong man at the Saint King level. Now it is healing. The remnant soul is replenished. It is no longer as weak as it used to be. It can control this body for a short time.
Buzz.
Chu Feng and Mo Chanzi's body walked side by side. He released the ancient temple, and his own demonic Zen power circulated, transforming part of it, and stimulated it together with the demonic Zen power in Mochanzi's body.
"Go to the Saint King level powerhouse and open a gap!"
Luo Yu transmitted sounds from heaven and earth in his body.
"good!"
When Chu Feng heard this, he nodded without thinking. He looked at Mo Chanzi's body, and Mo Chan's Immortality Technique was operating.
Buzz!
The ancient temple appeared, glowing directly, shaking in the sky, and transformed into a hundred-foot-large ancient temple. The originally peaceful and solemn ancient temple now turned into a demon temple with unparalleled power, killing people to the sky, and the sound of demons roaring.
"Imperial soldiers?"
The masters of the Underworld and many powerful people present were shocked.
"There is actually someone here who has mastered the Imperial Arms? It's Chu Feng, and he actually came here with the Imperial Arms in his possession!"
Everyone exclaimed, their expressions changed, and they all felt incredible.
Imperial soldiers are rare.
For any ancient Taoist lineage, sect, or aristocratic family, it is a supreme treasure, enough to control the Taoist lineage.
Even if there were, it would not be possible for a saint to take him away or even enter the battlefield of all realms.
boom!
Chu Feng and Mo Chanzi took action together to control the ancient temple. The demonic sound was so powerful that it moved in the air and crushed countless imperial patterns.
The great formations here are intertwined and intertwined, sealing off the heaven and earth. However, when the ancient temple revives slightly, it turns out to be somewhat irresistible!
The ancient temple was in the sky, shaking from the void, and the masters of the Nether Clan were dodging and running away. Such a treasure can only be controlled by a strong saint. What's more, Chu Feng and Mo Chanzi, a ninth-level saint and a great saint, are extremely powerful.
Even if he cannot fully recover, he can still unleash some of his power.
Who can stop it?
If you touch the realm of the Great Sage, your body will most likely collapse and disintegrate.
This is an imperial soldier.
boom!
A large amount of aura surged out of the physical bodies of Chu Feng and Mo Chanzi, like the Milky Way. They only managed to control it slightly, but they both felt that it was about to be drained dry.
"The Imperial Soldier is so extraordinary. With the strength of the two of us, we can activate it up to three times. This is still the most extreme situation. Moreover, it cannot be fully revived and only shows part of its power."
"It consumes too much!"
The remnant soul of the saint spoke out, controlling the body of Mo Chanzi. He captured every detail and said in a deep voice.
"I can't control that much anymore. If I stay here, if a Saint King-level powerhouse takes action, I will die. If I forcefully open a gap, I still have a chance!"
"open!"
The world inside Chu Feng's body opened up, and a large amount of power surged out, but even so, it consumed an astonishing amount of energy.
The Imperial Armaments are so amazing and defying the heavens that if they want to fully activate them, even a Saint King-level powerhouse may not be able to do so.
Unless one reaches the level of Ten Kings and Ten Emperors, it is possible, barely possible, to fully recover.
boom!
The earth sank, and thousands of mountains were wiped out in an instant.
Everything disappeared, and in a certain area, a huge hole appeared directly after being hit by the ancient temple.
"opened!"
The ancient temple shook, and the bodies of Chu Feng and Mo Chanzi were thrown upside down by the shock. At this moment, countless people's eyes brightened.
"Walk!"
"Run away!"
The many desolate places present, the strong ones at the end of the road, and all the races outside the territory, etc., all moved, and their bodies flashed, turning into countless escaping lights, and rushed towards the gap area, trying to escape.
now.
Chu Feng and Mo Chanzi looked at each other physically.
"Go to the other side. This group of people are filing out. The Saint King-level powerhouse takes action. Even if they are killed, it will take a while."
Luo Yu is very familiar with this method of transmitting sounds in the world within his body.
"good!"
The ancient temple started to move again, and the two of them almost lost their strength. The huge ancient temple faced the sky and rushed in another direction.
"The imperial soldiers are still moving?"
In this world, the masters of the Underworld and many strong men who have not escaped have changed their colors one after another.
boom!
On the other side, the ancient temple was bombarded with an attack. Chu Feng and Mo Chanzi's figures flashed and flew out of this area.
"ah!"
At the same time, many saints and strong men who had escaped from the initially opened gap area all screamed in agony, and black torrents surged. A big hand clapped in the air, and saint king-level power exploded.
No matter how great a saint you are, even if you are a ninth-level saint, you will not be able to block a single blow.
"Chu Feng, despicable!"
"If you use us to stop the Holy King, you deserve to die!"
Many saints and strong men roared in anger and misery.
Chu Feng was silent. He was speechless and indifferent. He took Mo Chanzi's physical body and the few remaining saints and strong men to rush out of the blockade of the imperial formation in a flash.
"This is what they asked for. You gave it to them. You were too impatient, otherwise why would it be like this!" Luo Yu whispered in the world inside his body.
"yes!"
"What a pity these people are. If I were to come, I would save them all!" Suddenly, beside Chu Feng, Mo Chanzi raised his head and said loudly with a pair of eyes filled with evil charm.
"you!"
Chu Feng sensed that the remnant soul of the saint was very weak. He activated the emperor's soldiers twice. Some of them could no longer hold on, but Mo Chanzi was revived!
"Chu Feng, Luo Yu, right? I will remember you. The green mountains will not change and the green water will flow forever. Next time, don't let you fall into my hands!"
Mo Chanzi raised his head, his hair flying wildly. He stood in the void, staggered, feeling the weakness in his body, his body swayed, turned into a ray of magic light, rushed away, and escaped quickly.