"Soul Refining Tool!" The Death Monarch's voice was solemn. I don't know if it was an illusion. In this sentence, there seemed to be a sense of fear. But before Mo Yu could observe, he had returned to his calmness and said lightly: "You can get this treasure, although only part of the original power, it is also a great fortune. If I could integrate into the Soul Refining Tool at the beginning, and fight in the past...hehe." Before the words were finished, the cold murderous intent had penetrated into the bone marrow.

Mo Yu's eyes were also shocked, but he quickly restrained himself and bowed, "I didn't expect that it would be such a treasure. As the master said, it seemed that he had some understanding of the soul refining weapon, but I wonder if he could..." Before he finished speaking, a powerful force suddenly surged out of the void, pushing his figure hundreds of miles away!

Swish!

A stream of black smoke escaped from his body and turned into an illusory figure, exuding a strong aura of vicissitudes of time! This figure is the soul of the Death Monarch!

The next moment.

boom!

The sky shattered, and a sword shadow that was dozens of miles high descended onto the sea. Without hesitation, the "buzzing" trembled, and the terrifying sword light suddenly burst out, filling the eyes in front of you, covering the sky and overwhelming! The entire space was completely collapsed at this moment! All tangible or invisible existences were destroyed under the sword light!

This is a pure sword of killing. Once it is unsheathed, everything will be exterminated!

The Death Monarch's soul dew was solemn. He reached out and pointed it forward. In the void, there was a stream of extremely cold and cold, with a rotten smell, quickly gathered and integrated into this finger.

This is the power of death!

The two met each other, so strangely that there was no sound. The infinite sword light quickly dissipated like it was corroded, and most of it was destroyed in a blink of an eye. But the scene in front of me made the Death Monarch frown even more and more.

really.

Buzz!

The sword sounded again, and more sword lights burst out, filling the entire space again.

"Mo Yu, those who want to kill you will not hesitate to lose their own sword element. The sword of killing outside the communication plane is limited, and I may not be able to protect you completely! I will block three more swords. If the projection of this sword of killing does not dissipate, I will only burst out with all the soul power. If the soul of the splitting dissipates, you only need to remember the agreement between you and me! If you cannot escape this disaster today, everything will be written off!"

He shouted hoarsely, although he was solemn, he did not have much fear. Facing the infinite sword light, the Death Monarch pointed his finger again.

Mo Yu's face was gloomy, feeling the destructive power that filled the space. In his heart, murderous intent grew wildly like wild weeds!

Lord of the Sword of Reaper!

He is the only one who can do this and communicate with the sword of killing outside the plane. Today, if I die, I will stop, otherwise, I will definitely take your life in the future!

But now the situation is not the time to think too much. Mo Yu calmed down his mind, and the light of his hand flashed slightly, and the black spear had already appeared in his hand, with his eyes showing determination. Even if the Death Monarch's soul could not resist this sword, he would not wait for death!

If you want him to live, then come on!

...

The Lord of the Sword of Reaper sat cross-legged, and a sword shadow appeared at the center of his eyebrows, emitting a huge killing, as if he had killed hundreds of millions of creatures! In the space around his body, infinite sword shadows appeared, roaring and flying, and the sword sounded endlessly. It was clearly heard within a radius of thousands of miles.

Within this range, there were many sword cultivators who were shaking their swords at this moment, as if they were about to fly away from their hands. They couldn't help but their minds were shaken. Although they tried their best to suppress them, their eyes still showed endless awe in the direction of this place.

"Mo Yu, this sword master is willing to waste sword energy and waste a hundred years of cultivation. Summoning the projection of the sword of killing is coming. How can you not die?" He spoke slowly, and the sword master of the sword of Jue was expressionless, but his body exudes murderous intent, but he is getting stronger and stronger!

No one knew that he could enter immortality and reach today's realm in the sword path. It was all because of chance in the early years that he had established some connection with the Killing Sword outside this plane. Only by this is the insight can he become stronger and stronger! But the stronger he is, the more he can feel the horror of this sword. The Lord of the Sword Lord had thought of using the power of the Great Freedom Taibai Sword Sect's sword tomb to summon this sword to break through the plane and descend.

If he could master it, his strength would definitely become one of the most peak existences in the world! He could even suppress the other twelve sword masters in one fell swoop, step into the temple, and become the lord of the Taibai Sword Sect! But after careful preparation, the Lord of the Sword Rujue had to give up this idea dejectedly.

Because if this sword is really summoned, I am afraid that he will be the first to be killed by his sword intent. If you want to subdue it, it is impossible! Perhaps, only the vague divine realm can subdue this sword!

But it is precisely because of the power of this sword that Lord Rujue Sword has such confidence. Even if it is just a projection summoned, its power is enough to seriously injure or even kill the monks in the Immortal Realm.

Don’t say this, you will die!

...

boom!

A sword is shocking!

boom!

Two swords tsunami!

boom!

The Three Swords all things withered!

Only a dozen breaths, the three swords of the Shocking Heaven came one after another. The range was spreading to the center, with this place as the center, and it had spread to three thousand miles away. The space was shattered and the waves were surging, which was completely a scene of burial. Even with Mo Yu's mind, facing this scene, he could not help but change his color... If there was no soul of the Death Monarch, even if he had made a breakthrough with the cultivation level of Wushan Divine Spring, he would have to be killed under these three swords, and his body and spirit would be destroyed!

The Lord of the Sword of the Reaper was really willing to kill him at all costs.

Mo Yu's heart, murderous intent for this person surged again. He looked up at the soul shadow of the Death Monarch, and his brows were furrowed unconsciously. Now, the three swords have passed, the projection of the sword of killing has not dissipated, and its soul power is extremely damaged. Now it seems, it is like a gust of wind, which can blow it away.

Perhaps today, there is a lot of luck.

At this moment, the voice of the Death Monarch suddenly sounded in his ear, "Don't say, remember what I said."

call!

A black fire suddenly burned outside his soul. His figure faded away quickly, but his breath rose wildly at this moment. "My partner who has been sleeping for many years, I, Thracron Dodo, need your help."

The voice is magnificent, like the low moan of a god, echoing endlessly in the destruction of the sky and the sea.

Soon, a low roar seemed to have crossed the endless space, passing on. In the eyes, in the darkness of the broken space, a vortex appeared quickly, hundreds of miles in size, with a strong aura of death that almost turned into a substantial aura, carrying an unimaginable terrifying aura, bursting wildly from this vortex.

A black dragon bone claw poked out from the depths of the vortex and pressed the projection of the sword of killing to another place.

Just one claw is dozens of miles in size. I wonder how terrifying the body of a ferocious beast hidden behind the vortex is going to reach!

boom!

The earth-shaking loud noise seemed to be creating the world. The whole world fell into silence at this moment! Under the immortal soul, Mo Yuke saw the plane rules in the sea area here, and it collapsed quickly in this collision.

This is the fragmentation of the rules!

Within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, the tsunami is surging, and the sound can be heard clearly! The breath of killing and death has caused countless creatures to crawl on the ground, and from the depths of their souls, they have unspeakable fear and awe!

puff!

The black fire was extinguished, the soul of the Death Monarch disappeared, the vortex in the dark void was shrinking rapidly, and a roar of unwillingness came from it, and the black dragon claw protruded quickly retracted.

The collision with the Slaying Sword caused cracks to appear on its surface, but at each crack, there were runes of small and small ants, which quickly flowed, causing it to recover. If it was really fighting, the black dragon bone claw might not be able to destroy the projection of the Slaying Sword. But now, it has no time.

The projection of the Sword of Killing was much more illusory, but it never dissipated. It seemed to be angered by the Summoning of the Death Lord. With a violent tremor, its shape was even weaker, but a large sword light burst out. Although it was still terrible, it was much weaker than the previous overwhelming momentum. Obviously, the collision of the black dragon bone claws also caused it to be severely damaged. But even so, its sword light was still terrifying!

Mo Yu sensed clearly that the sword now had only the power of this attack at most, and then it could survive! He whispered, took a step forward, and the rolling blood immediately gushed out from every inch of blood and flesh of his limbs and bones, and merged into the black spear along the palm of his palm! Blood patterns suddenly appeared on the body of the spear, which looked like a human vein! The gun-holding figure suddenly burst out with dazzling blood, spreading in an instant, covering his whole body, and the spear in his hand was even more sucking and spitting out a huge amount of blood!

A sacred tool!

Now, Mo Yu broke through the War Emperor, and with all his strength, he was able to truly stimulate its terrifying power!

Raising his arms, the black spear turned into a bolt of lightning and stabbed down with a bang!

Its momentum is sharp, its momentum is domineering, sharp, and cannot be resisted!

boom!

Countless sword lights collapsed and swept through, like broken blades, easily tearing apart the black robe, forming perforated wounds on its flesh and blood! The cheeks, neck, chest, limbs... In just a moment, Mo Yu's body had countless fatal injuries! Not to mention that the body was just comparable to the Great Lord, even a real Great Lord monk, who suffered such serious injuries, would have only one way to die!

The reason why Mo Yu had not fallen yet was that the Qingmu Fire burst out in his body and forcibly saved his body!

for a long time!

The sword light dissipated, revealing Mo Yu's figure, and the rolling blood had completely soaked his black robe. He barely controlled the last bit of consciousness and put away the black spear. He fell to the sky and fell to the raging sea.

In the broken darkness and nothingness, the projection of the Sword of Killing emitted a sword sound that was unwilling to be a sword, but its power loss was at its limit. If it continued to take action, it would be powerless to return to its original body!

At this moment, it trembled slightly and was about to break through the air and leave.

But at this moment, an accident suddenly arose! Mo Yu's consciousness fell into a coma, but his left hand raised itself at this moment, projecting the sword of killing, and snatching it. A powerful devouring force immediately enveloped it!

Buzz!

Buzz!

The projection of the sword of killing suddenly struggled violently, feeling the instinctive greed and devouring desire in Mo Yu's left hand. In its extremely limited intelligence, a tremor in instinctive arose in its instinctive arises.
Chapter completed!