The scarlet swamp water surged as if it were boiling.

This area is turbulent and chaotic, filled with an aura of destruction.

Before Mo Yu and Pan Wuqing arrived, they heard a scream that sounded frightened and angry from a distance.

That was the cry of Pine Stone.

But he can no longer be seen.

Only the quagmire that surged like waves of blood seemed to prove that the body of the Taoist ancestor from Sanqing Temple had sunk into it!

The screams soon stopped.

Mo Yu and Pan Wuqing both had chills running down their spines.

They arrived a step too late and saw Song Shi's figure falling into the mire from a distance, but it was too late to save him.

Undoubtedly, Song Shi's legal body has been destroyed by the corrosive atmosphere filled in the mire!

In the distance, Su Yi held the bare hilt of the sword, wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and said with a smile, "You are late."

The skin on his body was cracked and blood was flowing, staining his robes. His face was as pale as paper, and he was extremely injured and looked miserable.

Especially when he smiled, it looked particularly scary in the eyes of Mo Yu and Pan Wuqing.

"But you are also doomed!"

Mo Yu took a step forward, his big sleeves fluttered, and he raised countless golden secrets of the great road, heading towards Su Yi to kill him.

This is the unparalleled magical power of Confucianism. Every secret text is filled with strange rules and secret power, and its power is terrifying.

Su Yi did not resist, and his figure fell into the mire below like water flowing down the ground, was submerged in an instant, and disappeared.

Mo Yu’s attack also failed!

"Did he commit suicide?"

Pan Wuqing was shocked and couldn't believe it.

"Is it possible?"

Mo Yu's face was gloomy, "As expected, when we came here before, this guy hid deep in the mire and avoided our perception."

"You mean, the corrosive power in this mire can't hurt him?"

Pan Wuqing was surprised.

As soon as he said this, Su Yi's voice sounded throughout the world

"If you two are patient, you might as well wait in this frost swamp. After I recover from my injuries, I will send you two a ride."

Mo Yu and Pan Wuqing looked gloomy.

They finally understood why Su Yi chose Frost Swamp as the battlefield.

Here, he also has the advantage of being able to hide deep in the swamp without being affected!

But they can't.

Just take a look at the fate of Sanqing Guansongshi.

Once swallowed by the swamp, there is no room for struggle.

From this moment on, Su Yi's voice never sounded again, and he had obviously left the area far away.

"It only took a moment from the time we parted with Songshi to the time we arrived. But

Song Shi was in trouble, Su Yi...how did he do it?"

Pan Wuqing couldn't help but send a message to ask.

Song Shi's experience made her feel sad.

A Dao Ancestor's legal body was destroyed by a Dao Zhen Realm sword cultivator. Who dares to believe it?

"Before, there were bells ringing and sword chants echoing. It must have been an extremely fierce fight."

Mo Yu pondered, "And I dare to conclude that Su Yi's own fighting power alone would never be able to drive the loose rocks into the mire. He must have used some extremely terrifying foreign object, perhaps similar to the dilapidated mysterious

It’s related to Dao Zhong!”

Pan Wuqing nodded.

She thinks so too.

Mo Yu took a long breath, "This time, since Su Yi dared to invite Taihao Xuanzhen to fight, he must have already known that Taihao Xuanzhen was in charge of a secret treasure of chaos such as the Fortune Ruler. This already meant that the trump card in Su Yi's hand was

He is not afraid of the threat of the Rule of Creation!"

Pan Wuqing's pretty face was ugly, "This reincarnation of the great master of Sword Emperor City... is really difficult to deal with!"

She is the Taoist Ancestor, with all the majesty and majesty. She is the existence that stands at the top of the Dao in the origin of the River of Life.

But at this time, there was a trace of unconcealable frustration in her voice!

Obviously, the destruction of Songshi's body was a heavy blow to her, and she felt a strong threat.

"His ability to win has to do with not only the trump card he holds, but also the advantageous location."

Mo Yu analyzed, "In terms of true strength, it should be impossible for him to be Song Shi's opponent."

Pan Wuqing sighed, "There is no need to analyze it like this anymore. None of this is important. I only know that in the original world, if we are not careful, Taoist ancestors like us will also fall under Su Yi's hands."

Mo Yu fell silent immediately.

He couldn't deny this at all.

On Zhengming Mountain, the body of the Taoist Painting Pot was destroyed.

Taihao Yunjue was defeated miserably.

Now, in this frosty swamp, Daozu Songshi's legal body has also been destroyed.

Everything is enough to prove that Su Yi's danger is enough to seriously threaten them, the Taoist ancestors!

"Let's go, get out of here first."

After a while, Mo Yu made a decision, "Tell Taihao Xuanzhen the news and let's see how he decides."

Pan Wuqing was startled, and just as he was about to say something, he saw that Mo Yu had turned around and walked away.

At this moment, Pan Wuqing suddenly realized that because Song Shi's legal body was destroyed, Mo Yu had been completely shocked by Su Yi's methods!

This Taoist ancestor of the Confucian academy may be afraid, or he may be thinking that he is unable to win.

Su Yi chose to evacuate.

However, Mo Yu was obviously unwilling to give in, so he chose to tell Taihao Xuanzhen the news in order to kill someone with a borrowed knife!

In this regard, Pan Wuqing had nothing to say.

However, for the first time, she felt a trace of worry in her heart.

Su Yi in the Daozhen Realm is already so powerful. When his strength becomes stronger step by step in the future, who can suppress him in the Origin of Fate River?

The five great scourge gods?

The ancestor giant on the other side of destiny?

Maybe.

But you will definitely pay a heavy price for this!

The most important thing is that there is Sword Emperor City behind Su Yi. He is not only the reincarnation of the great master of Sword Emperor City, but also a life official who is extremely fearful to all the five divine clans of scourges!

Pan Wuqing couldn't even imagine how terrifying it would be if Su Yi one day became the ancestor!

"I just hope that this day will never come!"

Pan Wuqing murmured in his heart.

The great master of Sword Emperor City back then had suppressed the other side for eternity, making it impossible for anyone to hold their head high.

As long as Su Yi lives in the future, is it possible that his achievements will be weaker than those of the Great Master of Sword Emperor City?

Gradually, the figures of Pan Wuqing and Mo Yu disappeared into the distance.

"He just left like that. How could Dao Ancestor be afraid of a Dao Ancestor Realm sword cultivator like me?"

With an uproar, Su Yi's figure walked out of the swamp.

He couldn't help but feel a little regretful as he watched Mo Yu and Pan Wuqing leave the defense line.

What a great sword-sharpening stone, just gone.

Immediately, Su Yi coughed violently, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his lips.

This is not a pretense.

But in the previous battle with Song Shi, he fought too hard and was seriously injured.

In those three snaps of his fingers, the power he used one after another was no different from desperate efforts.

Even so, he almost failed to drive the loose stone into the mire.
To be continued...