If he continues to stay in Qingshui Realm, he has no choice but to die. Even if he is unwilling to do so, he cannot save the people who are in the war here, but... if he loses his life, how can he save it?!
not to mention!
Among the Hundred Thousand Nan Mountains, there are still the peerless ancestors of the human race, and the existence of the Holy Lord realm is not without them!
perhaps…
He can keep these guys from the Six-Eyed Clan in the northwest forever. By then, the war will naturally subside soon.
"Psychic medium, you will open up a void passage in a moment! The methods of these guys from the six-eyed clan are terrifying. Even the power of the saint can be easily defeated. I can't hold on for long." To the psychic in the ink gourd world
The summons is over, Mo
Heng waved his hand, and out of the only six rays of sky power around him, three suddenly emerged, roaring to the ancestors of the Liumu clan. As for the remaining three rays of sky power, they were resisting the seemingly ancient forces coming from the endless void.
The coercion of the giant oppresses!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
When the power of the sky came in front of the ancestor of the Liumu clan, and felt this terrifying wave that was enough to annihilate a region, Yan Sheng, who was next to the ancestor of the Liumu clan, was startled.
Such overwhelming oppression...
He has lived in Guyao Continent for so long and has never felt it before, "No wonder this son can wipe out the barbarian creatures. Such power? Even if the top holy lords in the continent come, they will be annihilated, right?"
The whole person began to tremble non-stop in front of the power of the Saint Realm.
The ancestor of the Liumu Clan glanced at Yan Sheng, his eyes immediately full of disdain, and hummed: "What a useless thing. Are you afraid of such power?" As the Holy Lord, he does not care about saints at all.
The power of environment!
"Old... Ancestor, what kind of power is this? How can a being in the Po-Xu realm have such power?" Seeing that his ancestor had a calm face, Yan Sheng admired him in his heart and asked at the same time.
.
He really wanted to know what was the source of Mo Heng's display of power that was enough to make his soul numb and dare not even think of resistance?
"Hmph! Could it be that the realm of Poxu is the end of cultivation? You are such an ignorant guy, you are embarrassing me here!" He glared at Yan Sheng, the ancestor of the Liumu clan, and suddenly the closed hole above his head suddenly appeared.
A certain eye is opened in vain!
Wow——
Colorful streams of light, like neon, slowly burst out from it, cutting through the sky, carrying mighty aura fluctuations, and colliding with the power of the sky.
Boo!
Two terrifying powers exploded!
Immediately, the void continued to burst, and under the shining of the colorful stream of light, void gaps soon appeared one after another in the sky. However, those void gaps did not lead to other corners of the ancient world, but to eternity.
The dark abyss of loneliness.
Once you fall in!
If it weren't for the existence of the Saint Realm, other living beings would never be able to leave!
"Psychic medium, take action quickly!"
Seeing the colorful neon light in the sky, which was about to engulf him, Mo Heng was slightly stunned. Deep in his soul, it seemed that some kind of memory was about to be touched, and he had an indescribable feeling.
but.
Now was an important moment in the confrontation. He still had to resist the pressure from the void around him, which was like the endless power of ancient giants. He had no chance for the time being to think of that ancient memory and what it was. He just kept sending messages to the psychic.
Opportunities now…
It can be said that this is their only chance to escape.
There is now only one of the six heavenly powers left. If you still can't leave, then... you can only use the power of Purple Thunder and follow the previous method. But facing the existence of the Saint Realm, Mo Heng really doesn't want to expose the methods of Purple Thunder.
What's more, the ancestor of the Six-Eyed Clan will definitely be wary when the time comes, and will probably block the void directly. By then, he and the psychic will probably have nowhere to escape!
"knew!"
The psychic medium held his breath and nodded silently on the top of the mountain of the Monkey Wine Tribe. He tried hard to control himself and not recall the appearance of the ancestor of the Liumu clan. He was also afraid that something strange would happen and Mo Heng would be implicated.
Buzz——
The spiritual medium, shrouded in the bright moonlight, appeared in front of Mo Heng.
As soon as he came out, he noticed the colorful neon lights in the sky, and his expression immediately became horrified, "This is... the eye of the sky?" Before he finished speaking, Mo Heng urged him again.
"Okay!" The psychic also knew that opportunities must not be missed. He suddenly waved his hand and was about to open a void passage, but encountered some extreme force obstruction and hurriedly cried out: "Boy! There is power preventing us from leaving!"
"You continue to build the void channel!"
Mo Heng gritted his teeth and blasted the last force of the sky around him towards the spiritual medium.
Immediately!
His body was directly swept away by the power of an ancient giant. There was only a click sound, and all the bones in his body collapsed. In an instant, his body was twisted into a human shape, and the life foundation in his body was gradually lost.
"Boy Mo!"
When the psychic saw this, he looked horrified.
He knew that Mo Heng's cultivation was only at the enlightenment level. The reason why he was so powerful was because he relied on the mystery of the golden tortoise shell to display power that could reach the saint level.
But don't forget.
The golden tortoise shell is, after all, a foreign object.
Now Mo Heng is using his body to resist the fluctuations that are more terrifying than the power of the saint. He is afraid that if he doesn't take a breath, he will be completely buried here!
The medium listened to the moans behind him.
He can't control that much anymore. Now Mo Heng has finally given him a chance. If he doesn't cherish it, his previous efforts will be in vain. "Boy Mo, don't worry. If you die, I will
I will definitely avenge you!"
The moment when the void channel condenses.
The spiritual medium thought silently in his heart, he only has the strength of the semi-saint realm, of course there is no way to deal with the ancestor of the Liumu clan, but there is someone behind him!
Don’t forget, the ancestor of the Monkey Wine Clan is also the Holy Lord in the rumors! If you think about it, you will definitely not refuse the request of the spiritual medium! Even if you can’t kill the strong men of the Liumu Clan by then, you will definitely
Here to trouble him!
"Walk!"
With a wave of his hand, the psychic led the unrecognizable Mo Heng into the center of the void passage, and immediately sighed with relief.
He looked at Mo Heng and said in a low voice, "Boy Mo, I owe you this time!"
Wow——
As soon as the voice fell, the two people had already left through the void passage.
destination…
Naturally, it is the northwest place of Shiwannan Mountain. The psychic has already been here once before, so this time, it is quite familiar!
…
In the realm of Qingshui.
The ancestor of the Liumu Clan snorted coldly when he saw Mo Heng and others escaping, with disdain in his deep eyes, "Ants are ants, and they can run pretty fast!"
Finished.
He waved his hand again, and a smile appeared on his lips, "However, if you ants don't come to interfere with my plan, I, my lord, are in large numbers, so I might as well spare your lives!"
The ancestor of the Liumu Clan did not pursue Mo Heng. He had no such plan in the first place. The reason why he appeared here and attacked Mo Heng and others was because he was afraid that these ants would disturb his eternal plan in Qingshui Realm.
!
The divine soul envelopes the ancient continent.
Soon the ancestor of the Liumu Clan discovered that Mo Heng and the spiritual medium had fled to the northwest of Shiwannan Mountain. Of course, he knew that place was the sleeping place of the saints of the human race, although
I was also a little shocked in my heart, why would Mo Heng know where it was, but I was relieved to think that even the juniors in the Enlightenment realm could even get the spiritual mediums and ancient talismans!
The ancient world!
It is full of so many possibilities!
"Old... Ancestor, did you kill that boy from the human race?" At this time, Yan Sheng suddenly asked happily. Now his tone was even more respectful.
After all, in Yan Sheng's eyes...
The power of the sky that Mo Heng had displayed before was already extremely terrifying. At least when he faced the power of the sky, he would only end up being killed instantly!
but!
Unexpectedly, such an incredible talent would be beaten beyond recognition by the ancestor of their six-eyed clan. All the bones in his body were shattered, and he was not far from death! Of course, he was also curious in his heart.
none
What kind of power is the colorful neon light in the end, but Yan Sheng is very sensible and does not ask more. He knows... that power must be the strong man of the six-eyed clan. With the help of his eyes, he is far away from his ancestors.
The realm is still far away.
From what the ancestor said before!
Yan Sheng benefited a lot.
He understands that the realm of Poxu is not the end of cultivation. There is some mysterious realm above Poxu, and their ancestors were in that realm!
"That kid is not dead yet... I think he just ate some kind of divine item from the world to heal injuries." The ancestor of the Liumu Clan shook his head.
In fact, no matter whether Mo Heng is alive or dead... there is no threat to him. If he can defeat Mo Heng and the psychic here today, then he can do the same tomorrow, or for a long time to come!
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Northwest land.
The psychic looked at Mo Heng, who was covered in blood at his feet, with cold eyes. Although they had found many precious heaven and earth artifacts in the ancient ruins, there was not a single one that could be used to treat injuries.
A dull time.
Suddenly, the medium's expression became a little surprised. He looked at Mo Heng strangely and almost exclaimed, "Boy Mo, are you okay?" He discovered that the foundation of life that had collapsed in Mo Heng's body was constantly healing.
The bones shattered by the ancestor of the Liumu clan are also slowly recovering, and the healing speed is very fast. In just half a breath, most of the injuries in the body have been recovered.
Simply incredible!
"You almost died, and you still say I'm okay?"
Mo Heng glared at the psychic in annoyance, and couldn't help but smile on his face.
At this moment, he really felt like he was surviving a disaster! Even this feeling was much clearer than when he escaped from the burial ground of all saints!