The sword light filled the void, and wherever it passed, it seemed as if two spaces were being torn apart.
In an instant, the great net of laws was chopped to pieces, collapsed and dissipated.
"Whoosh!"
After the blow, Mo Wangchen slammed the soles of his feet on the ground and flew back quickly, trying to leave here.
"Boom!" However, almost at the same time as he started, a golden hand in the void above his head tore the void into pieces.
The big hand covered the sky and the sun, with an unparalleled and astonishing aura, and the pressure spread all over, as if it could crush the void, and smacked Mo Wangchen down fiercely.
"roll!"
Mo Wangchen shouted angrily, and the Reputation Dao Armor once again glowed with the supreme holy light. A huge golden cauldron flew out in an instant and collided with the big hand.
"Boom!"
An earth-shattering collision broke out, and a rolling heat wave swept across, making people change their color.
The entire world darkened at this moment. Mo Wangchen did not stop and quickly retreated.
He knew very well that Ziyue's cultivation had reached an unimaginable level and was beyond his ability to resist.
"Why bother struggling? There will be no harm in you if you go to the Yanwu League."
Purple Moon's whole body was filled with celestial light, like a goddess coming from the nine heavens. As she spoke, she stepped out. With every step she took, her body disappeared like a ghost. When she reappeared, she was already far away.
Mo Wangchen ignored the other party's words, and endless holy light glowed on his body, constantly pushing back the incoming attacks.
"The Divine King's body has become a saint, and all kinds of magic cannot touch it. It is indeed the best physique of our human race in ancient times. Yan Dinu's cultivation is far above Mo Wangchen, but her attack is impossible to defeat Mo Wangchen.
.”
People exclaimed, no matter how powerful Zi Yue's attack was, but at this moment, Mo Wangchen, who possessed the God King Dao Armor, had a God King body that was much more terrifying. He seemed to have endless holy power, and the holy light around him was constantly glowing, and he was able to block those approaching attacks.
destroy.
"How can the Divine King's body withstand Yan Ziyue's attack? There is a godhead in this child's body. If it were not for the divine power of heaven and earth, he would have been subdued long ago." A Holy Lord said with great power.
"If this continues, it seems difficult for Yan Ziyue to keep Mo Wangchen." Someone said.
At this moment, facing Ziyue's attack, Mo Wangchen had no choice but to resist with all his strength. The godhead in his body was trembling. It was the first time for him to consume his divine power like this.
At this moment, his face turned pale.
Fortunately, he retreated while fighting. At this moment, he had arrived at the gate of Xuandi Palace. The void restriction that Ziyue had arranged in advance only just reached this area. As long as he left Xuandi Palace, don't forget Chen
Then you can use the true secret of Lin and leave quickly.
"Ziyue, I hope you can wake up soon. My father's last wish is for us to go back to the Ji family, not the Ji family where Yan Ruyi lives."
Above the palace gate, Mo Wangchen looked back and glanced at Ziyue, who was still pursuing him. He sighed, left these words, and left.
"Stay!"
Suddenly, above the endless void, a majestic and loud voice came, accompanied by a tyrannical and suffocating momentum.
I saw an old woman with a dragon-head law in her hand slowly emerging into the void.
"Po Meng, the messenger next to Our Lady of Smoke!"
Many powerful Holy Lords exclaimed, stood up from where they were, and recognized the identity of the old woman.
"The Holy Emperor's Left Envoy?"
Mo Wangchen's heart skipped a beat. He had never expected that such a master could be hidden in the secret.
In this Meng Po's body, he felt an unprecedented terrifying aura. This was not just a powerful person in the Celestial Realm, but one who had reached the Great Perfection and was the supreme demigod under the Holy Emperor in this world!
"I also invite the emperor's son to follow the old woman back to the Martial League to meet the Holy Mother." Mrs. Meng held the dragon's head in her hand, and she stood there, like an ordinary old man in the world.
But anyone can feel the terrifying momentum contained in the opponent's body, which seems to be invincible. If the Holy Emperor doesn't come out, who can compete with him?
"Emperor's son?"
Mo Wangchen sneered, "Don't be sentimental, I am definitely not the emperor's son of your Yanwu Alliance!"
"In the past and present, the Holy Emperor has been dominated by powerful men. Those who can be the emperor's sons have talents that are hard to find in ancient times. What's more, you have the blood of the Holy Mother in your body, how can you refuse?" Po Meng frowned.
As she spoke, she shook her head, "It doesn't matter, the Holy Mother has a destiny. In order to bring the emperor's son back, the old woman has no choice but to offend her. Let me go."
As soon as the words fell, a suffocating aura erupted from Po Meng's body, like a hundred thousand mountains. With endless pressure, it fiercely suppressed Mo Wangchen, trying to suppress Mo Wangchen.
He was imprisoned in place.
"roll!"
Mo Wangchen shouted angrily and his face turned a lot paler. However, no matter how hard he struggled, it was impossible to break free under this pressure.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, there seemed to be a terrifying invisible power rising quietly. In an instant, the pressure that enveloped Mo Wangchen collapsed.
"Um?"
High in the sky, Po Meng frowned and turned her gaze to somewhere below.
"Why is this fellow Taoist meddling in the affairs of our Yanwu Alliance?" she asked, looking at the middle-aged man who walked out of the crowd. It was this man just now, and she came to help Mo Wangchen.
Moreover, Po Meng felt a strong aura from the other party. Obviously, the middle-aged man who walked out was by no means ordinary, but just like herself, he was one of the demigods in the world!
"Little friend Mo is kind to our Fang family. He saved Fang's life..."
The middle-aged man was none other than Fang Yuan, and now, he had to stand up.
"senior."
Mo Wangchen was still panting heavily at this moment, watching the step fall, and in the blink of an eye, Fang Yuan appeared in front of him.
"Although the Fang family cannot compete with the Martial Alliance, now that you are in trouble, how can Fang just sit idly by and ignore it?"
Fang Yuan smiled, looked away from Mo Wangchen, then turned around and looked at Po Meng high in the sky.
"It turns out to be fellow Taoist Fang Yuan from the Guwu Fang family. Although I don't know what the relationship is between you and him, this is a matter for our Yanwu Alliance. Even if fellow Taoist Fang Yuan is not for himself, he should think about the Fang family and step in.
, it’s not a good thing for you.”
Po Meng narrowed her eyes. She had heard of Fang Yuan's name. He was also a demigod. If they really fought, she was not sure that she would be able to suppress him.
"Today, in front of Fang Mou, we must not let anything happen to him. Otherwise, how can I, Fang Yuan, have any face left in the world." Fang Yuan shook his head and never gave in. He would try his best not to forget Chen.
"Senior, now that you have inherited the position of Holy Master of the Fang family, every move you make will bring disaster to the Fang family..."
Mo Wangchen said, although he had the grace to save Fang Yuan's life, how could he feel at ease if Fang Yuan took action because of himself and brought disaster to the Fang family?