At this moment, Ancestor Mo's heavy brain suddenly had an idea. He remembered the black crystal ball.
Although he didn't know why he did the act of collecting soul essence at that time, he vaguely felt that the black breath was a tonic food. Although it was not as delicious as the smelly girl's blood, it could barely fill his stomach.
At this time, Patriarch Mo felt that his soul was being impacted and took out the crystal ball without thinking.
Ancestor Mo held the crystal ball in his broad, rough hands.
Suddenly, thin black lines quickly penetrated into Patriarch Mo's body along the palm of his hand.
At first it was just one or two, and later it was a hundred or two hundred, pouring into Patriarch Mo's body in a steady stream.
An expression of ecstasy suddenly appeared on Patriarch Mo's face.
Because he actually felt that every black thread contained a subtle soul breath.
Although the soul power contained in these black silk threads is subtle, it is huge, a million soul breaths!
After all these soul powers gathered into Old Ancestor Mo's body, Old Ancestor Mo's body seemed to have undergone some significant transformation.
"Ah!" Ancestor Mo roared wildly!
Suddenly, a simple and strong aura quickly emerged, and black energy spread around. The nine-story pagoda, which was as strong as a fortress, suddenly made a thunderous sound, and the tower body trembled non-stop.
This nine-story pagoda has long been in the hands of Nangong Liuyun, but even he can't restrain this huge power.
Nangong Liuyun's expression changed slightly.
His face was condensed, and huge spiritual energy was quickly injected into the nine-story pagoda, trying to suppress it forcefully!
With the continuous input of spiritual power, the huge and cold black air was restrained for a moment, but soon, the air swept out like a flood!
Nangong Liuyun's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he made a decisive decision and threw the nine-story pagoda into the distant sky.
Just as the nine-story pagoda was flying towards the distant sky, suddenly, the nine-story pagoda exploded.
Fiery red light shot straight into the sky.
Mushroom cloud-like black mist spread everywhere.
A huge and vast murderous aura suddenly enveloped the entire sky.
The nine-story pagoda exploded, and a green figure shot out from it instantly, flying towards Nangong Liuyun.
Ancestor Mo is not dead!
At this time, his whole body was like condensed frost, his face was covered with a layer of black aura, and black threads criss-crossed his face, making his whole person look ferocious and terrifying.
Nangong Liuyun was greatly surprised. He did not expect that the nine-story pagoda could not suppress the old madman. However, although he was surprised in his heart, Nangong Liuyun was calm and calm on the outside.
Before Ancestor Mo arrived, ice blades were already flying towards Nangong Liuyun.
These ice blades are as thin as silk threads, but when they fall from the sky, they are filled with strong murderous intent. Each one has the huge momentum to cut through mountains and rivers.
In fact, even Nangong Liuyun still felt the suffocating pressure from this huge force, as if all the muscles in his body were tense in an instant.
However, Nangong Liuyun stood in the void as gracefully as an immortal, with his dark hair flowing lightly, his clothes flowing, and an indifferent sneer on his face.
As the ice blade flew towards me, it was like a huge waterfall falling from the sky.
Horrifying depression, devastating suffocation.
The originally bright moonlight was now blocked by thick clouds, and everything was dark, as if the end of the world was coming.