Yun Xiao raised his head, looked at the crazily surging black mist, and felt the sluggish circulation of pulse energy in his body, and instantly understood what the method was.
When he was fighting in Lingyuan, Yun Xiao had seen the mist domain in Mojiang, but compared with the power of Mo Gao's domain at the moment, it was a bit insignificant.
How can the realm of a first-grade God-Emperor compare with the realm of a fifth-grade God-Emperor?
At least Yun Xiao believed that if he were still at the level of a third-grade God Emperor, today would probably be more miserable than anything else.
But Yun Xiao, who has already broken through to the fourth-grade God Emperor, has also broken through to the middle stage of the fourth-grade God Emperor during this period of time. When he looks at the realm of the fifth-grade God Emperor, he is no longer so afraid.
Even Yun Xiao didn't activate the power of his ancestral veins immediately. He was just a middle-level foreign spirit of the fifth-grade God Emperor, and he was not yet qualified to activate the power of his ancestral veins.
If Yun Xiao was talking to the fourth-grade God Emperor when he was a third-grade God Emperor, he would have to activate the power of his ancestral lineage. After all, that was the watershed gap in the realm of the God-Emperor.
But now, he has crossed the chasm, his body and pulse have undergone a transformation, and even the power of his soul has been greatly improved.
He believes that with his own cultivation, he can fight.
"But... before that, let's deal with that guy who's getting in the way first!"
Yun Xiao rolled his eyes and sensed that Mo Zheng, who was very close over there, was also shrouded in the black mist field. His heart suddenly moved and he locked his target on Mo Zheng.
"Yun Xiao, in my realm of darkness, stop thinking about those unrealistic things!"
In the black mist, a deep voice came out, it was the domain master Mo Gao.
And the so-called Ming Ming Realm is the real name of this mist realm, and it makes people's hair stand on end when it sounds like it.
In his own field, Mo Gao is naturally very sensitive. He immediately guessed what Yun Xiao was going to do, so he said coldly, isn't this human boy thinking too simple?
Since Mo Gao dares to bring Mo Zheng into the black mist realm, he must have extreme confidence. This can not only protect Mo Zheng, but also maximize Mo Zheng's combat effectiveness.
Although it is rumored that this human boy Xingchen also has a sword domain, Mo Gao is undoubtedly more confident in his own Qi Ming domain. After all, he is a powerful person in the fifth rank of God Emperor.
It's just that when Mo Gao shouted these words, he didn't say goodbye. In his realm of darkness, an invisible force had quietly struck out.
Then, a black light took shape instantly, turning into thousands of sword shadows in the blink of an eye.
"this……"
The first person to discover these sword shadows was actually not Mo Gao, the master of the Qi Ming Domain, but Mo Zheng, who was also in the domain.
When the sharp energy attacked his body, he found that he was in another realm.
Within the black mist, there is a small group of black light flying continuously. If someone gets closer and takes a closer look, they will find that it is actually a small black light wooden sword.
This is Yun Xiao's special use of Wanjian Domain.
The large or small areas may not be infinitely enlarged, but after being condensed, they can be able to trap a person, or a powerful alien spirit, within it.
At this moment, there was a realm within the realm, and Mo Zheng, who was wrapped in the realm of ten thousand swords, couldn't help but change his expression.
Especially after Mo Qi was killed with one move just now, he didn't dare to fight alone with that human young man.
"Mo Gao, help me!"
Sensing the threat emanating from the thousands of sword shadows, Mo Zheng no longer cared about his status as a high-ranking fourth-grade divine emperor in the Ten Thousand Demons Forest, and suddenly shouted for help, causing all the supernatural beings outside to look at him.
Looking at each other.
It was obviously the human boy named Xingchen who fell into the black mist domain of Lord Mo Gao. How come in the blink of an eye, it was Mo Zheng from the Ten Thousand Demonic Forest who asked for help?
"Isn't it possible that even Lord Mo Gao can't deal with that kid?"
When one of the second-grade God Emperors asked this question with a horrified expression, all the foreign spirits fell silent.
No spiritual cultivator wants to see a human being showing off his power on the territory of the spiritual race.
It's like a strange spirit that has gone to human territory to show its power, but no one can control it.
Is it true that to deal with a fourth-grade God-Emperor human being, it is really necessary for those powerful spiritual tribes who are high-grade God-Emperor to take action?
At this moment, many foreign spirits were a little silent. You must know that this is the spirit world. The dignity of the spirit clan seems to have been pressed to the ground and rubbed hard by the human named Xingchen.
"Stars, it's useless. You can't succeed in the realm of darkness!"
Just when all the souls were disappointed, a voice of confidence came out from the black mist again, which cheered them up, secretly saying that Lord Mo Gao of Ten Thousand Demonic Forest would not let them down.
"Haha, really?"
Another voice came out, causing the onlookers to feel a great ups and downs among the spirit tribe. Unfortunately, their sensing power was not strong and they could not clearly see what was going on in the black mist realm. Everything could only be guessed.
In the mist, hands of mist suddenly appeared out of thin air and grabbed Yun Xiao. It seemed that Mo Gao was determined to capture the thief first and capture the king first. As long as he controlled the stars, Mo Zheng's crisis would naturally be lifted.
The reason why the Mingming Realm is called this is that as long as the mist can penetrate the opponent's pulse defense, it can completely corrode his skin and even his pulse.
It can be regarded as a special kind of poison, and it can also be said as a kind of tyrannical energy. In short, no flesh and blood body can resist the erosion of the realm of darkness.
Moreover, Mo Gao also used some methods at this moment. The power of those mist hands is much more powerful than ordinary mist erosion, and it will definitely prevent the opponent from freeing up his hands to attack Mo Zheng.
But what Mo Gao didn't know was that the dragon-controlling sword shadows at this moment were actually not under Yun Xiao's control at all, but were done independently by the Sword Spirit Xiaojian.
His idea of capturing the thief and the king undoubtedly failed unintentionally.
At this moment, Yun Xiao really couldn't spare any time to deal with Mo Gao. After warning Xiao Jian, he concentrated on dealing with those mist hands.
As if being invaded by thousands of hands of mist, Yun Xiao did not neglect it. After all, this was the domain of a fifth-grade divine emperor. One careless move could really capsize the ship.
"Come on fire!"
Yun Xiao shouted softly, and then his right arm was covered with a layer of colorful flames. Then he stretched out his arm and collided with the fastest hand of mist.
laugh!
In just one breath, the hand of mist was burned away.
Using fire to defeat water, even the atomized water containing highly toxic mist, is quite easy for the Chaos Fusion Sub-Fire.
Click, click, click...
At the same time, an extremely cold air shot out from Yun Xiao's left arm, causing one of the mist hands to be instantly frozen into an ice hand, and fell apart with a crash.
After a moment, Yun Xiao seemed to have tens of millions of arms growing on his body, which was dazzling to see, and the power of these arms also made Mo Gao's face look a little ugly.
Because whether it is the colorful flame arm or the cold breath arm, it has an immeasurable effect on the erosion of the mist.
Any hand of mist that dared to come within a few feet of Yun Xiao's body would be burned by flames or frozen into ice.
In this way, Mo Gao's idea of taking care of Yun Xiao in a short time will undoubtedly come to nothing.
He could only rely on the Qi Ming Domain to suppress Yun Xiao's strength. At least fighting in this domain, he could exert 120% of his combat effectiveness.
"In that case, let's fight quickly!"
Seeing that those hands of mist couldn't deal with the stars, Mo Gao instantly decided to take action himself.
As a fifth-grade God Emperor, he never thought that he would not be able to deal with a fourth-grade God Emperor in his own domain.
"Are you going to get serious?"
Sensing the sense of crisis that flashed through the black mist, Yun Xiao's heart became solemn. This was also the first time he had fought against a powerful supernatural being from the fifth-grade God Emperor since he broke through to the fourth-grade God Emperor.
Moreover, this fifth-grade God Emperor is not an ordinary cultivator from outside, but a strong man who comes from a place like Ten Thousand Demon Forest.
It would be quite difficult for Yun Xiao to win the battle without activating the power of his ancestral veins.
"Xingchen, accept your fate, you can't escape!"
Another deep shout came from Mo Gao's mouth, and then the mist surged behind Yun Xiao, as if all the mist had turned into a figure of Mo Gao, angrily attacking the opponent's back.
Yun Xiao's soul power was so sensitive that he managed to escape the fatal blow at the last moment. But when he turned around, where was Mo Gao's figure?
At this moment, it seems as if the mist in all areas can be transformed into Mo Gao's body. You don't know which one is the virtual body and which one is Mo Gao's true body.
If you think that the virtual body does not dodge, then wouldn't it be extremely dangerous if the mist body suddenly turns into Mo Gao's true form?
At this moment, Yun Xiao undoubtedly felt the entanglement between the enemies trapped in the Ten Thousand Swords Realm and facing Yulong's shadow and Yulong's body.
For every attack, he had to work hard to deal with it. Even if his physical body was hit by a powerful blow from a fifth-grade God Emperor, he would probably be unable to survive it.
"Xiaojian, hurry up and deal with that guy!"
After Yun Xiao managed to deal with a few blows, he felt a little tired and shouted in his heart. He knew that Xiaojian's not yet fully formed intelligence should be able to receive his urging.
Buzz!
Sure enough, after Yun Xiao shouted in his heart, the Yulong Sword that had been fighting steadily suddenly erupted with a buzzing sound, causing Demo Zheng's expression to change drastically, and he felt a fatal crisis.
Whoosh!
When a certain sword shadow came out of thin air, and Mo Zheng was about to dodge, he suddenly found that his movements had slowed down, or in other words, the speed of the sword had become faster.
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