Mr. Mo pressed down with one hand, and the darkness swallowed An Jiu and others, but they were forcefully blasted away by divine power.
An Jiu and other shadow men rushed towards Mr. Mo one by one, all using the same combat technique. Some used two palms combined into one, some combined three palms into one, and An Jiu even upgraded to six palms combined into one. In conjunction with divine power, they collapsed the void and appeared.
A world of nothingness.
There was also an old man from the shadow tribe at the half-ancestral level who used Seven Palms to Unite. As the divine power emerged, his body continued to break, but he still approached Elder Mo.
Thousands of shadow men used their divine power to attack Mr. Mo, and the scene was extremely spectacular.
Mr. Mo's face was gloomy, and the darkness engulfed them again from bottom to top. This time, they failed to come out, their bodies completely disappeared, and they no longer existed in this time and space, or in other words, the starry sky of the universe.
Lu Yin's eyelids twitched. That was divine power. He had seen divine power in action before. Divine power was a very terrifying force.
Although those people themselves were not very strong, with the help of divine power, An Jiu and the half-ancestral level shadow man definitely had the strength to leapfrog and challenge the ancestral realm. They were gone so quickly.
"Let's go." Shan Pu shouted.
A voice came: "Let's join forces, alone, no one is the opponent of this old monster."
Lu Yin's eyes turned cold: "The Eternal Corpse King?"
Shan Pu sneered: "Join forces? Just dream, let's go."
"You can't leave. It seems you don't understand a strong man of this level at all."
Shan Pu and Lu Yin wanted to tear apart the void and leave at the same time. They successfully found the parallel time and space where they were, but darkness invaded, distorting the void and making it unstable.
Ahead, Mr. Mo's cold eyes glanced at him: "Don't even think about leaving once you're here. Today, clear this dark time and space."
The golden light of the Illustrated Book of Gods and the red light of divine power were constantly approached by darkness. Mr. Mo stared at Lu Yin and Shan Pu with cold eyes, and raised his hand to grab them.
Without the card, Shan Pu, a lost tribesman, would lose most of his combat power. Lu Yin took out his slippers and took a photo of them. He wanted to sneak attack while Mr. Mo was not paying attention.
But Mr. Mo has lived for such a long time, has so much experience in fighting, and has come out of the desperate years of Tianshang Sect, that he will be cautious even when facing a speck of dust, not to mention slippers.
Lu Yin's slippers couldn't touch Mr. Mo at all.
Below, An Jiu rushed out, rushing into the sun-like divine power.
Mr. Mo was attracted and looked over.
I saw divine power pouring into An Jiu's body crazily. An Jiu suddenly woke up and screamed miserably: "Ancestor, Ancestor, save me, Ancestor--"
Mr. Mo frowned, raised his hand, and bent his fingers. The darkness around the divine power was twisted and slowly shrinking, constantly compressing the light of the divine power, trying to drag An Jiu out.
An Jiu suddenly raised his head and roared to the sky. The skin on his body melted and his facial features melted. For him, the divine power was like an ordinary person falling into lava. However, it did not burn him, but turned him into a monster with red eyes.
Suddenly staring at Mr. Mo, he struck out with one palm, breaking through the shackles of darkness, rushing towards Mr. Mo, raising his hand, his arm was broken inch by inch, one palm, two palms, three palms until - eleven palms, eleven palms combined into one.
"Let's join forces."
The sound reached the ears of Lu Yin and Shan Pu. The two looked at each other and no longer hesitated. Mr. Mo would definitely kill them. In this case, they could only join forces with the Eternals.
An Jiu's eleven palms merged into one, Lu Yin's slippers, Nong Yi used his farming skills, and Shan Pu also used his lost clan killing skills.
Three forces attacked Mr. Mo.
Mr. Mo sneered: "A mere rat can be dealt with by you so easily. What's the point of cultivating to this level?"
After finishing speaking, he raised his head and said: "Absolutely - dark."
After the words fell, An Jiu's eleven palms were united and missed the direction. Lu Yin and Shan Pu could not see the slightest light for a moment. Whether it was the golden light of the Illustrated Book of Gods or the red light of divine power, they disappeared in an instant.
No, if Mr. Mo could swallow up these lights in an instant, there would be no need for him to delay for so long.
He did not swallow up the light, but deprived himself and others of the light they could see.
Lu Yin's scalp was numb. A monster like Mr. Mo who touched the level of sequence particles was equivalent to seeing the rules of the universe. The universe operates, and everything has order. From birth, old age, illness and death, light and darkness, the reincarnation of cause and effect, to the ups and downs, the ups and downs.
, joys and sorrows, and even leaving footprints when walking on the earth. These are the rules that make up the operation of the universe.
As for Mr. Mo, he should have deprived them of their vision of light and darkness. This was not a transfer or deprivation of the five senses of the Witch Spirit God, but a deprivation of a certain kind of cognition similar to that of Wen Sansi. The difference was that Wen Sansi relied on talent to convert
To maximize your talent, Mr. Mo, you rely on your cultivation.
Some people are born to control space, and some people can control space even if they practice to the extreme.
This is the unity of all things.
"You have no idea what kind of power I have mastered. Even in the days of the Tianshang Sect when it was extremely glorious, only a few people in the Three Realms and Six Paths could control this power."
"I have been sleeping since the days of the Tianshang Sect and have been completely lost in darkness. I have finally achieved great success. Even if the Lu family does not wake me up, I will wake up soon. As a reward, I will let you feel the limit of true cultivation."
"Everyone in the world says that man can conquer heaven. How can man conquer heaven? Man is just a speck of dust in the rotation of heaven. You and others are all dust. Only I can touch the rules. As far as you and others are concerned, I am the sky and darkness.
of heaven.”
Bang
Lu Yin and others couldn't see it, but they heard it.
An Jiu was crushed by Mr. Mo. He didn't need these shadow people, not even his descendants. They were just cultivated through the power he left behind. Now they have degenerated into a useless race without even eyes.
Severe pain swept through his nerves, Shan Pu groaned and vomited out a mouthful of blood.
"It's painful. Although I have never been in contact with you, I have known for many years that the Six Directions Society and the Lost Clan have an old guy in your Lost Clan who wants to communicate with me, but I don't bother to talk to him." As he said this, Mr. Mo raised his hand.
, there is a card in the palm: "How does the power of opportunism compare with our original space?"
After saying that, he looked at Lu Yin: "Lu Jiazi, is Lu Buzheng still alive?"
Lu Yin's body surface began to dry up. He used the "Things Will Reverse". It seemed that this old monster might not kill him. In this case, as long as it did not exceed the limit of "Things Will Reverse" and could withstand the killing power, nothing would happen to him.
"yes."
"What cultivation level?"
"Half-ancestor."
Mr. Mo raised his eyebrows and stared at Lu Yin with a strange look in his eyes: "Half-ancestor? Are you kidding me?"
Lu Yin said: "When Third Uncle and the others disappeared, did Senior know?"
Mr. Mo said: "Of course I know that a group of people have disappeared, not just him, but several Taoists have also disappeared."
"Third Uncle and the others were frozen in ice until they were unsealed decades ago. Their cultivation is no different from that of the Tianshang Sect. If you want to see them, senior, I can take you there."
After hearing this, Mr. Mo laughed: "Interesting, this is interesting, haha, of course I want to see him, I must see him. Are you saying this because you want to survive?"
Lu Yin admitted simply: "Of course I want to live. Senior Shan Pu next to me, please don't make things difficult for me."
Mr. Mo didn't care: "It's just a mouse. There is another mouse dying. I want to see where he can escape."
Far away, a pair of scarlet vertical eyes looked in the direction of the dark realm. Darkness was falling in all directions, making it impossible for him to escape. He was the man in the Thousand Faces Game mentioned by Shan Pu, the strong man in the ancestral realm placed by the Eternal Race in the dark time and space.
.
The Lost Clan knew about Mr. Mo's existence, and the Eternal Clan also knew about it.
Seeing that he couldn't escape, the man in Qianmian Game simply headed towards the dark area, and saw Mr. Mo, Lu Yin and Shan Pu.
Mo Lao looked at him playfully: "Aren't you going to run away?"
The person in the Thousand Faces Game is a corpse king with an ordinary face and a pale look. He stares at Old Mo with his crimson vertical eyes: "You say I'm a mouse? You, too."
Old Mo narrowed his eyes.
"I know your details very well. When you betrayed Wu Tian and managed to survive, you hid here just to find what Wu Tian left behind."
Mr. Mo glared: "Presumptuous."
The darkness turned into the sky and fell, suppressing the Thousand-faced Player. The Thousand-faced Player smiled ferociously: "The Immortal God asked me to say hello to you and give you a chance to join our Eternal Clan. Your past is unique among humans.
Someone will forgive me."
Lu Yin moved his finger, what was left by Wu Tian? Did Mr. Mo betray Wu Tian?
Mr. Mo snorted coldly: "I will neither return to the original space nor take refuge in monsters like you." Although he has been sleeping for many years, he still understands the outside world. He knows about the Six Directions Society, the Lost Clan, and the Seven Gods.
The man in the Thousand Faces Game roared and laughed: "You have been hiding here for so many years and said that we are monsters. Look what kind of monsters you have cultivated yourself. Those monsters don't even have eyes."
"I can't tolerate your nonsense like a rat." Mo Laoyi pointed out that the darkness penetrated the heart of the person in Qianmeng Game. His control over the darkness was too powerful, and every attack was enough to kill an ordinary ancestral realm instantly.
The man in the Qianmian game glanced at Lu Yin and Shan Pu. They were trapped in darkness and could not help him at all. He had to hold this man back and wait for the arrival of the adult.
The darkness cannot be broken through. This is a power of a similar level to that of that adult, so the only way is to attack the main body directly.
Another dark force penetrated the man in the Thousand Faces Game. He was not afraid of pain at all. He was the Corpse King after all.
Pain, fear, despair, etc., all negative emotions of human beings do not exist here, but he can bring these emotions to humans.
Scarlet eyes stared at Mr. Mo: "The person in the game."
As the words fell, invisible power spread, passing through the darkness, and the darkness was like two pieces of time and space, crossing each other without any collision.
Mr. Mo frowned: "Invisible power? Is this your ancestral world?"
"Being able to turn your talent into the ancestral world means you have a high status among the Eternals."
The man in the Thousand Faces Game did not answer, and the invisible force kept getting closer, and finally turned into a huge, invisible form, and rushed towards Mr. Mo.
Darkness gathered in front of Mr. Mo, but he could not stop this power.
Although this power is far from reaching the darkness controlled by Mr. Mo in terms of level, the form of power is different. No matter how strong the power of darkness is, it is still untouchable.
