The sword style swung by Mo Yuan was extremely powerful, and several dark green sword lights struck out, shaking the world of Yubeichuan's sea of consciousness as if it was implicated, shaking everywhere like an earthquake.
"Fuck!"
Mo Yuan's sword made Yu Beichuan panic.
With just a few streaks of dark green sword energy, Mo Yuan almost instantly broke through the fog of chaos that surrounded him, and almost completely broke the siege of the fog of chaos emanating from the Yubeichuan River.
You must know that the Chaos Fog Formation laid down by the Yubeichuan River has a large area of chaos fog. The entire formation is at least dozens of feet thick at every point.
"No! We have to continue to increase the scope of the fog."
Yubeichuan felt unsafe, so he thought about it and moved.
"M...De, Spirit of Chaos, why don't you come to help?"
Between life and death, Yu Beichuan couldn't care less about his face and yelled at the Chaos Spirit. Anyway, whether it was a coexistence or a contract between him and the Chaos Spirit, the relationship was one of mutual prosperity and mutual loss.
"Come out!"
Yu Beichuan looked at the sky and shouted hello. The spirit of chaos stayed quietly above the sea of consciousness, motionless.
"If this damn thing doesn't help..."
To be honest, Yu Beichuan was still a little nervous, "Not to mention the snobbery between people, the Chaos Spirit must have selfish motives. Or, the Chaos Spirit saw Mo Yuan's excellent qualifications and wanted to change his master."
Thinking of this, Yu Beichuan felt a little uneasy.
"Hey! Are you coming or not?"
Yu Beichuan roared. This time, the spirit of chaos moved, but to Yu Beichuan's surprise, it was the fog of chaos that originally surrounded Mo Yuan, which was shrinking and shrinking one by one.
"It's really the other way around..."
Yubeichuan was depressed. The spirit of chaos was not extracting the fog of chaos very quickly, but it was visible to the naked eye. The fog of chaos that surrounded Mo Yuan was continuously decreasing. It seemed that within an hour, the fog of chaos that surrounded Mo Yuan would disappear.
"Ha ha……"
Mo Yuan laughed crazily and proudly, thinking that his attack just now had an effect, and the effect was almost immediate.
It didn't take an hour to get out of trouble.
"Concubine Han, you will regret it, you will definitely regret it..."
At this moment, Mo Yuan started to have sex, looking forward to being resurrected and becoming powerful in all directions in the world.
Scenes from all over the world.
"You can do it!"
Yubeichuan roared.
"Ma...De! Five to five points!"
There was no movement.
"Four or six..."
Yu Beichuan was helpless, and the Chaos Spirit understood what he meant. After killing Mo Yuan, Yu Beichuan and the Chaos Spirit discussed the distribution of the benefits of Mo Yuan's spiritual power.
"Sanqi, we agreed, just this once."
Yu Beichuan's heart was bleeding, "Thirty-seven points, I don't have much left."
The fog of chaos surrounding Mo Yuan paused, as if thinking about the division ratio of the Yubeichuan River. However, for only a breath or two, the fog of chaos did not stop and was still slowly being extracted.
"M...De, twenty-eight, otherwise, we will break up in one fell swoop!"
Yu Beichuan roared angrily. His eyes widened, and veins popped up on his face. He stared angrily at the sky, clenched his fists tightly, and gritted his teeth.
"Humiliation, helplessness!"
Yu Beichuan thought bitterly in his heart that he felt weak again. If he could, he would like to smash the spirit of chaos above the sea of consciousness.
Too much is not enough, the spirit of chaos seems to understand this truth.
This time, the spirit of chaos above the Sea of Consciousness moved, and masses of chaotic gas surged in, constantly adding to the mist spread by the Yubeichuan River.
All of a sudden, the fog of chaos surrounding Mo Yuan quickly grew thicker and stronger.
"One day, just one day..."
Yubeichuan is furious and powerful. Only by being constantly powerful can he not be controlled by others.
Elder Huangpu’s previous words echoed in his ears again.
With the active assistance of the Chaos Spirit, Yu Beichuan is now full of courage.
"go!"
He directed the wisps of black haze in the chaotic mist, mixed with his own chaotic consciousness, to rush towards Mo Yuan, constantly surrounding him, swallowing up the power of Mo Yuan's consciousness.
"What's going on?"
Mo Yuan was shocked. He had just heard Yu Beichuan's nervous shouting of five-five, two-eight... from a distance. Now the situation suddenly changed, and the strength and weakness reversed again.
"Is it possible that there are other beings with the same nature as myself here?"
Mo Yuan panicked. As an away player, he was already at a disadvantage. If there was a terrifying existence unknown to him in the world of consciousness here, it goes without saying that he would definitely be in bad luck.
Less.
"Calm down, calm down!"
Mo Yuan kept warning himself.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."
Mo Yuan made his own judgment. When he saw Yu Beichuan, he didn't feel any power in Yu Beichuan that threatened him at all, and it had nothing to do with Yu Beichuan's powerful spiritual body.
Otherwise, as a spiritual body, Mo Yuan can still easily feel the other person's aura.
"It's not a living thing, then..."
Mo Yuan deduced that there must be a treasure in the world of consciousness in Yubeichuan, and only a treasure could explain this phenomenon.
In the world of cultivation, the number of spiritual treasures is extremely rare. After all, most of these things are innate treasures, and they are destined to be obtained.
"This kid is so lucky!"
Mo Yuan had to sigh.
However, it is a good thing for him that the creatures are not living things but dead things. As long as the dead things are not the same existence as him, it will be much easier to deal with them.
Mo Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Being old but not dying is a monster." This old saying is true at all. It has to be said that Mo Yuan is really well-informed, and his guess about Yubeichuan's situation is indeed accurate.
"Then come on!"
After thinking clearly, Mo Yuan went crazy.
"Create the sky! Create the earth..."
Mo Yuan swung out sword moves one after another, and this time Mo Yuan showed no mercy.
Although Mo Yuan has already figured out the key to the matter, as the saying goes, things will change if they are too late. The sooner they are resolved, the sooner they can settle down.
"Is there really a problem?"
Mo Yuan was extremely depressed. Speaking of his sixth sense, he had been frantically calling the police since he first entered it. He was not afraid before, but now he is a little worried.
"Come on..."
Mo Yuan went crazy and kept striking with his dark green sword.
Yu Beichuan was also furious, and the chaotic consciousness mixed with black haze continued to surge towards Mo Yuan, with a strong momentum that he would not give up until Mo Yuan was swallowed up.
"Kill him!"
Yubeichuan roared desperately.
Yu Beichuan had just suffered a big loss in the deal with the Spirit of Chaos. He felt very unhappy. He was not the only one who suffered a loss by attacking Mo Yuan. He also suffered a big loss from Black Haze.
Besides the distribution with the Chaos Spirit, the absorption of divine consciousness also requires one to go up and devour the harvest.