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Chapter 723 Soul Broken

Mo Yu frowned, "Muda" was expected to take action, but the sudden burst of the God of Hanxiang was beyond his expectations. He turned his head and looked at it, revealing some confusion.

The God King Hanxiang sneered, "I just took action and saw that he was unhappy, but I didn't mean to please you!"

"Shishuai Xiang, if you hadn't been trying to let go of water, with your understanding of my king's strength, how could I last until the Lord arrives? Since you are willing to help me, why should you deny it intentionally!" Meng Zhuo hurriedly spoke and bowed deeply, "Sir, please don't pursue it again because the Lord Hanxiang did not do anything wrong."

Mo Yu glanced at the cold-faced God King Hanxiang, and said lightly: "Since you have pleaded for mercy, you will not blame everything in the past." Yu Luo stopped talking about it, and looked at Huangji Yuce coldly, "You are defeated."

Huang Ji Yuce's face turned pale and his eyes were full of resentment, "Mo Yu, I admit that I underestimated you, but it is not so easy to kill me!"

A ball of black with a light purple flame suddenly surged out of his body, wrapping up Huang Ji Yuce's figure, turning into a stream of light and whistling. Its speed was faster than lightning, and in just one breath, it turned into a black dot in the distance.

Mo Yu frowned and then stretched out, his eyes calm and without any turbulence. "I will chase this person, and I will leave it to you here." His figure moved and galloped towards the direction of Huangji Yuce's escape.

When Mo Yu disappeared, "Muda" suddenly smiled strangely and said, "Divine King Meng Zhuo, although I know you must be very curious, now, you and I should complete the explanation of His Royal Highness the Demon Lord first."

Meng Zhuo looked at him deeply and nodded slightly, "Okay. Xiangshuai, you can take action for me and cooperate with fellow Taoist Muda."

The God King Hanxiang frowned and finally took a step forward.

Raymond roared, and the violent aura erupted in his body. His whole body suddenly surged. In a blink of an eye, he had become a giant over 100 meters tall, roaring like thunder!

The next moment, the three kings had already fought into a ball, and violent power fluctuated across the entire space.

...

In the void, Mo Yu walked forward, and the figure of Huang Ji Yuce in his sight had disappeared, but there was no anxiety on his face. He was injured by the soul by "Muda". He could no longer perfectly cover up his breath. With the induction between the original origin of the Ten Thousand Demons, no matter where he escaped, he could not get rid of his pursuit.

Moreover, the further he escaped, the more severe the injuries he was in his body. At that time, he would be less able to resist when facing Mo Yu... Perhaps Huang Ji Yuce was unwilling to admit it, but from the beginning of his injury, the result of this fateful battle was already destined.

But at this moment, Mo Yu's figure suddenly paused, looked forward, and showed solemnity on his face.

In this direction, another original aura appeared, belonging to the beginning of the Demons, and Huangji Yuce was constantly approaching there.

His eyes flashed, and Mo Yu suddenly snorted coldly, and his cultivation level in his body finally stopped retaining and exploded in an instant.

His figure suddenly stopped in place. After a few breaths, he fainted little by little. It was a phantom left when he moved forward with all his strength!

...

Huang Ji Yuce's face was pale and almost transparent, his eyes were dim, and "Muda"'s soul attack was extremely fierce, which made the injuries he suffered more serious than he seemed on the surface. Although he activated the secret technique to burn his cultivation, he had a speed far exceeding the same level in a short period of time, he could not get rid of the pursuit from the rear.

"Damn Muda, as long as I survive today's great disaster, I will definitely take action in the future to crush you to ashes!" He will end up in such a miserable state and be at an absolute disadvantage in the battle of fate. It is all thanks to this alien god king, so he naturally hates him to the core!

Suddenly, Huang Ji Yuce turned his head and looked at it, feeling the sudden speeding aura, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Did you sense it? But it's too late. As long as I can take the lead in devouring this ball of origin, you will still die today!"

A black crystal flashed slightly in his hand, and a strong and extremely rich magical aura burst out from it. This thing was obtained by Huangji Yuce when he harvested the original source of the Ten Thousand Demons. A trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, but he did not hesitate to use force in his hand and crushed it into pieces.

The broken black crystal turned into countless powders and was sucked into the flames around him. The raging magic fire instantly surged, and it turned into a faint purple color.

Huangji Yuce's already amazing speed increased sharply to a terrifying level at this moment and rushed forward wildly.

Half an hour later, when the lilac magic fire outside his body was about to go out, a peak quietly suspended in the air suddenly appeared in his sight.

Yes, it is not discovered little by little from far to near, but at a certain moment, there is no sign of self-image.

Such a strange performance did not make Huang Ji Yu Ce hesitate. He looked at the black mountain and his eyes gradually became hot!

Because the original breath in the sense came from the mountain.

With a stepping under his feet, Huangji Yuce's figure moved forward quickly and flew towards the black mountain.

...

Mo Yu frowned, and the figure of Qi Xing stopped suddenly, looking forward with a serious look, and a faint feeling of anxiety surged in his heart.

The black mountain peak has no support and stands quietly in nothingness. It has a rugged surface, and a stone staircase can be seen vaguely, winding and straight to the top of the peak.

On the surface, there is nothing wrong with it, but after experiencing the overlapping space, Mo Yu naturally would not think that this place would be so simple.

I'm afraid this is another unknown and dangerous place.

But soon, he shook his head slightly, took a breath, and suppressed all his thoughts.

The original aura that came out of the sensing was in the mountains, and Huangji Yuce was also here, so Mo Yu had no choice. Even though he knew it was dangerous, he could only step into it.

He raised his twelve-point caution, and his body moved and whistled forward.

Although he could clearly see the black mountain peak, the distance between the two was still far beyond imagination. With Mo Yu's current cultivation level and working hard, only a very small part of it flew past in a full moment.

After calculating silently in his mind, he quickly concluded that "less than one tenth of the distance."

If it is normal, since you can see the black mountain, it will not be so far away. There is only one explanation. The space around the black mountain has been distorted. Looking at the distance that is not far away, it is actually extremely far away.

But if it is just like this, it seems that it will only take more time for the monks to enter, and it will not have much effect.

It’s really just for this reason that those who built this place did not hesitate to use their methods to distort this vast space?

As he was about to think about this, Mo Yu's body suddenly stopped and raised his head to look at the surrounding nothingness. An invisible soul-pressing force came without warning, covering his figure.

Although this power is not weak, it is nothing to him, but he did not make a mistake because of this.

After thinking for a while, Mo Yu took a step back, and the soul-pressing power that surged from the void from all directions dissipated. It was obvious that the difference between the next step was an invisible boundary.

"For the oppression of the soul?" He whispered, his face gradually calmed down. Perhaps in terms of his own cultivation, his soul power was not strong, but at the beginning of the Ten Thousand Demons, Orleans had two major clones to share the burden, and also had the Killing Heavenly Bow, the soul refining weapon suppressed the soul space. Compared to enduring the oppression of the soul, even the God King level was definitely far from comparable to him.

Mo Yu took a solid step under his feet, stepped into the range of the soul's oppressive power, without any pause, and walked forward with great strides.

Every step you fall can span a distance of nearly a hundred meters in an instant.

Feeling a little bit of slowly growing soul oppression, Mo Yu's last trace of uneasiness dissipated, and his eyes showed strong confidence, "Huangji Yu Ce, you can't escape."

He kept approaching the black mountain as fast as possible, and time passed quietly. When Mo Yu flew over a fifth of the distance, the void soul oppression had reached a level that could only be endured by the king-level monks.

The soul refining weapon manifests itself in the soul space. One black and one white, two huge, Mo Yan slowly rotates, dispersing most of the invading soul oppression force, but leaves a limit that just reached the end of the unity of Mo Yu and the two clones, and acts on the three souls.

In this dangerous environment, he was actually using this strange soul oppression force to temper his soul!

In this state, even if it is only a very short time, it can be clearly sensed that one's own soul is becoming solidified little by little.

This feeling of the continuous strength of the soul made Mo Yu feel a little joyful, but his whole mind was still calm, observing everything around him carefully, without any subtle changes.

Because it is dangerous, it may come at any time!

boom--

Without any signs, the soul pressure transmitted from the void around him suddenly surged. He caught off guard, even with the protection of the soul refining weapon, Mo Yu still groaned and felt a little pale on his face. After a few breaths of rapidity, his face returned to a little bloody color, and his dark eyes were calm, and he whispered: "Just this blow can cause the souls of ordinary kings to be injured. It is indeed a good method... It seems that I still underestimated this place."

"But after experiencing this blow, Huangji Yuce, where else can you go?"

His feet moved, and his figure moved forward again, but the speed had slowed down a lot before it was compared.

The increasingly powerful soul oppression is like an invisible millstone crushing on the soul, making the whole mind extremely depressed.

When this oppressive force gradually reached the limit of the king's rank, a figure moving forward with difficulty finally appeared in Mo Yu's sight.

Huang Ji Yuce turned around suddenly, his pale face full of shock and anger, "Impossible! You can only have the power of the king's rank with the help of the king's weapon. How can the soul strength be compared with this king? This is impossible!"

His body trembled violently and his eyes were filled with despair.

After all the calculations, Huangji Yuce never expected that Mo Yu could have such a powerful soul resistance, and this decided everything!

Seeing the black robe figure behind him approaching calmly, fear arose in his heart uncontrollably, and roars like trapped beasts came out of his mouth, and his feet moved step by step.

But the oppression of the soul, which had reached the limit of support, made him extremely difficult every step forward, and he was sweating all over, and he wet his robe.

"Ah! I am unwilling to give up! I have also obtained the original origin of the Ten Thousand Demons and have great luck. Why did I end up like this!"

"I will not die, I will not die!"

He roared and blew blood. In his chaotic consciousness, he had never noticed the slight sound coming from his soul.

"Crack" "Crack"... It's like cracks quietly growing inside a delicate glass cup.

Mo Yu sighed softly in his heart, and his pace slowed down slightly. It seems that he didn't need to take action at all, and Huangji Yu Ce would end his life.

Seeing him struggling wildly with despair and unwillingness, Mo Yu frowned, but there was not much sympathy or unbearable, because this was a life-and-death battle.

If he hadn't seized the initiative and used the Demon King Raedelsa to secure the victory in one fell swoop, he might have been the one who had reached this point.
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