Chapter 72: Getting Purple Qi and Sword Dao (2)

The five quasi-saints who fell into the power of chaos in time and space felt the terrifying power at this time, begging for mercy to Mo Li. But looking at Mo Li's expression, it was unlikely.

Mo Li ignored their prayers. If you want to erase yourself, you must have a quasi-saint who was erased by yourself. If your strength was not half a step into the Hunyuan Realm of the Hunyuan Space Law, then you will be the one who fell at this time.

The strong prey on the weak, the law of the strong!

In the prehistoric world, strength is the most important thing. If you are weak, you will only be slaughtered.

Mo Li is not a compassionate person. If others have the will to kill you, he will naturally not let them go.

Therefore, in the face of their prayers, Mo Li ignored them at all.

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The ancestor of the Styx was extremely shocked and looked at Mo Li with a serious expression.

At this moment, he found that he had underestimated Mo Li. He could severely damage any of them with one sword, but he could not kill one in one sword.

"I'm afraid I have to be the peak of the quasi-saint with such strength!" The ancestor of the Styx looked solemn and said in his heart.

I kept thinking about whether to continue scrambling or leave.

After pondering for a while, the ancestor of the Styx still felt that he had no chance of winning. Even if he used all means, he could only save his life. It was not very possible to seize the Hongmeng purple aura in Mo Li's hands.

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At this moment, Mo Li's eyes flowed and he fell to the ancestor of the Styx looking at him with a serious face.

"Friends of Taoism, I will not compete with fellow Taoists, say goodbye!"

After a moment, the ancestor of the Styx said in a deep voice in a serious expression, breaking the silence between the two.

With his vision, he naturally recognized the power of law contained in the magical powers used in Mo Li's hand, which are the two most mysterious powers of the power of time and space.

With his strength at this time, he is not Mo Li's opponent, so he naturally won't fight hard.

After thinking about everything in his mind, he had already developed the intention to retreat and did not continue to fight with Mo Li.

"Since fellow Taoist is here, it is not easy to leave like this..." Mo Li smiled indifferently. How could the things that had already been decided in his heart make the Ancestor Styx leave so easily?

If he was let go, then he would not get what he had planned soon.

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After hearing Mo Li's words, the old ancestor of the Styx suddenly changed his expression. But after a few breaths, his feet moved, and the Yuantu sword in his hand was slashing towards Mo Li.

It is better to start first, and Styx is well aware of the principles here.

As soon as a sword comes out, the sword light suddenly rises, and the wind and clouds change color!

The terrifying sword energy spread everywhere, and even the void was cut and broken, and the turbulent flow was stormed.

A cold light flashed in Mo Li's eyes, and the sword of law in his hand raised lightly, drawing a arc in the void.

The sword energy crisscrossed, the sword light suddenly rose, and the light cold enveloped the void for hundreds of miles. The power of this sword was above the ancestor of the Styx.

"when!"

The ancestor of the Styx retreated, stepped on deep footprints in the void, and then looked at the Yuantu sword in his hand in shock.

As his companion spiritual treasure, this sword has been kept for countless years, and finally made it stronger. However, at this time, he only took Mo Li's sword, and the aura was exactly the same as before Yunyang.

The ancestor of the Styx was almost vomiting blood in his heart, and his hard work over the past countless years had become a painting cake.

At this time, he didn't dare to take out the Abi Sword to resist. Yuan Tu was like this. If he did this again, he would cry without even crying. His feet moved and headed towards the sea of ​​blood.

Before leaving, Mo Li appeared in front of him and fell to him with a sword.

"boom!"

The Ancestor of the Styx retreated again, and the aura of Yuantu sword in his hand weakened a little again. He shouted at Mo Li, "I don't compete with fellow Taoists, why should I force each other like this?"

Mo Li turned a blind eye to his ears, and his feet moved, and the sword of law fell down again, the light in his hand flowed, and the power of time and space condensed.

The terrifying power of time and space is shrouded in, forming a special time and space between a hundred miles.

The ancestor of the Styx was shocked. He had just fought with Mo Li for a few moves, and before he knew it, he had fallen into the same time and space as those quasi-saints.

Time is vertical, space is horizontal, and between vertical and horizontal, time and space are reversed!

"If a fellow Taoist is forced to force me, I will lose both sides..." The ancestor of the Styx shouted, carefully dealing with the power of time and space in his hands. If it were not for the protection of the twelve-grade fire red lotus, his situation at this time would not be much better than those quasi-saints.

"I want something like a fellow Taoist. If a fellow Taoist makes a friend, I will let the fellow Taoist leave..." Mo Li smiled indifferently and said to the ancestor of the Styx.

Upon hearing this, the expression on the face of the Ancestor Styx changed.

Of course, what Mo Li wanted was not simple, but in his hand, besides a few spiritual treasures, there was something Mo Li could like. If he wanted his spiritual treasure, he would not want it.

After pondering for a while, the ancestor of the Styx asked, "I don't know what my friend wants?"

Mo Li looked at him and said word by word, "I want the sword of the killing in the hands of fellow Taoists!"

Upon hearing this, the expression of the ancestor of the Styx changed drastically.

The killing sword art is the sword art he masters, so why would Mo Li know? This sword art is extremely important to him and cannot be given to others at will. But if he does not give it to him, it will be difficult for him to leave here.

"Fellow Taoist still has time to think about it!" Mo Li smiled slightly, moved his feet and left the place.

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"What a terrifying power of time, I feel that my cultivation has fallen to the realm of Daluo..." A quasi-saint said with a wry smile.

"I also dropped the quasi-saint..."

"I don't have much magic power to resist..."

However, for a moment, under the power of time chaos, the cultivation of several quasi-saints kept regressing, and they had basically fallen into the quasi-saint realm or were severely damaged in the turbulent space.

"call out!"

As soon as the space moved, Mo Li appeared in vain.

"Fellow Taoist please let us go, I am willing to do anything..."

"Yes, fellow Taoist, we have no intention of offending you, please give us your best..."

"Sir, please forgive our recklessness..."

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"If you want to erase me, you must be prepared to be erased by me..." Mo Li said lightly.

Upon hearing this, their hearts sank. What Mo Li said was the truth.

Mo Li didn't talk nonsense with them at this time. He was sweeping between his figures, and the sword of the law was lit up everywhere, and the terrifying sword energy intertwined. In just a few breaths, he solved several quasi-saints.

After putting away the chaos of time and space, Mo Li moved his feet and headed towards the purple air of Hongmeng.

At this time, the purple air of Hongmeng moved slightly, and wanted to escape, but was carried by the void, making the trajectory difficult to find.

"Time and space pause!"

When the magical power was used, the time and space within a radius of thousands of miles suddenly stopped.

Mo Li's hand was in a scroll, and endless power of time and space swept away, immediately sweeping away the purple air of Hongmeng and retracting into the chaotic world.

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"Fellow Daoist, I've thought about it!"

Mo Li entered the time and space, and watched the arrival of the Ancestor of the Styx faintly.

The ancestor of the Styx knew what Mo Li did. After sighing slightly, he said, "The way of killing swords is my great way, and it is of great significance to me. But since fellow Taoists need it, I will give it to fellow Taoists..."

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, a golden light flew towards Mo Li.

Seeing this, Mo Li grabbed his big hand, his spiritual sense penetrated it, nodded slightly, and then put away the golden light.

With a wave of his hand, he removed the power of time and space, revealing the figures of the two.

The ancestor of the Styx glanced at the five quasi-saints who had fallen and the disappeared Hongmeng purple aura. He looked at Mo Li with a complicated expression. After a few breaths, he said, "Goodbye!"

After saying that, he drove the long rainbow and headed towards the sea of ​​blood.

Mo Li looked at his departure back deeply, and his body moved and disappeared from the spot.

In the mountains, it became silent again.

In the mountains where there are few creatures, perhaps no gods, demons and creatures know what happened here just now. Perhaps, only the six quasi-holy bodies tell the terrifying things that happened here just now.

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Chapter completed!