Li Mo's expression was indifferent. There seemed to be counter currents of yin and yang in his palms, running around each other. The terrifying spiritual energy instantly penetrated into Wang Lingce's body, seeming to kill the source of the disaster.

"Li Mo, do you still want to save him?"

"You probably don't know that the method I practice is unimaginable. I have a dream that lasts for thousands of years and has transformed all living beings. Even he himself didn't know that he had a dream."

A cold voice came from Wang Lingce's body.

"He is an extremely important chess piece to me. You can't separate us."

There was a hint of madness and provocation in that cold voice.

"Kill...kill...me..."

At this moment, painful affection appeared on Wang Lingce's face, and his voice became extremely weak, as if there was another person hidden in this body.

Li Mo frowned slightly when he saw this.

"I...I'm useless..." The weak voice sounded again.

"Shut up."

The angry roar once again took back control of the body.

"You deserve to die!"

At this moment, Li Mo's cold eyes were filled with deep anger and murderous intent. The thunder in his palm shook, and like a catastrophe, it instantly destroyed Wang Lingce's Dantian.

"Ahhhh..."

The next moment, a painful wail came from Wang Lingce's body, wrapped in deep anger and unwillingness.

"Li Mo...you are so cruel, just wait for me."

The horrifying thoughts lingered faintly, gradually dispersing into the void.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Lingce fell weakly in front of Li Mo, and his eyes regained a trace of clarity.

"Brother Wang..."

Li Mo stepped forward to help him. Since Wang Xuancheng, Wang Lingce had taken great care of him, like a brother or an elder.

Although he was put into a dream, most of the time it was still his own will. The most terrifying thing about this kind of mysterious skill is that he can't distinguish between reality and dreams.

"I seem to have had a dream..."

Wang Lingce looked at Li Mo, but his face was extremely relaxed. The moment he woke up, his energy and spirit were completely gone, and even his cultivation had disappeared.

The horror of the seventeenth prince has revealed the tip of the iceberg. When the host wakes up, his reality becomes a fantasy. Losing everything is the ultimate fate.

"Brother Wang..."

"It's so good to wake up!"

Wang Lingce slowly closed his eyes and gently lowered his raised hand.

Originally, he had a bright and brilliant future. Among the fellow disciples who entered the Xuantian Pavilion at the same time, only Shao Baxing, who was watching the cell, seemed to be able to compare with him. However, if he has a bright future, Wang Lingce must be the number one in the same period.

.

It's a pity that he hasn't completely trampled Shao Baxing under his feet, and he hasn't had a high-profile official career yet to become the leader of the Hongmen...

His journey stopped here.

Rumble…

The mountain wind howled, and Wang Lingce's body gradually weathered, eventually falling into dust and disappearing.

Li Mo looked gloomy and stood up slowly. At this moment, he didn't feel much sadness in his heart, but there was a strong murderous intention filling his heart, which was difficult to vent.

"Today...everyone will die!"

The cold words echoed in the quiet natural valley.

Rumble…

The next moment, Li Mo took a step forward and appeared on top of Wang Dongyue's broken body.

"Li...Li Mo...what are you going to do?"

"A loser like you still wants to live!?"

Li Mo's eyes were stern as he took a step forward and activated the [Hunyuan True Demonic Skill]. The overbearing power even directly blocked Wang Dongyue's retreat from the void.

His body instantly turned into a puddle of flesh, and he no longer had any breath.

Buzz…

At this moment, the valley where Li Mo was located began to sway, like a picture. The mountains, rocks, grass, trees, birds and flowing clouds were all still, as if they were outlined one by one.

"Li Mo... how about I give this beautiful picture of mountains and rivers with trapped animals to you?"

Wei Jingzhe's shrill voice came wildly, but he remained silent, finally seizing this golden opportunity.

His way of the void is extraordinary. The void floats, mountains and rivers enter the painting, stitch by thread, shuttles through the boundless yin and yang. It is as powerful as Li Mo, who has turned into a scene in this tapestry, floating in the air, and is about to fall into Wei Jingzhe's hands.

It became his most perfect work.

Bang……

At this moment, Li Mo took a step forward and actually walked out of the brocade. Cloud clothes were floating around him, and the gray brilliance crushed the brocade into pieces, and the void was repeated.

The terrifying pressure is like the true king coming to the world and crushing Wei Jingzhe.

"You...you..."

"Idiot, I'm standing in a position where I have the ultimate heavenly power. How can your laws be rampant!?"

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Immediately afterwards, two sharp sword lights burst out from his eyes, as bright as the sun condensed, and as mysterious as the reversal of yin and yang, directly piercing through Wei Jingzhe's body.

"Ah... Li Mo, if you dare to kill me, then..."

Wei Jingzhe screamed in pain, two holes were opened in his body, and the terrifying sword intent clung to the wounds, like the real fire of the sun, burning his body crazily.

The former leader of Yulongtai Camp was no longer as calm and calm as before, and his trembling voice could not conceal his fear.

Pfft...

At this moment, a black edge fell from the sky, directly tearing apart Wei Jingzhe's remaining body, instantly turning this powerful man who transcended spiritual energy into ashes.

Cutting edges run rampant, there is death but no life.

"I...my mother...is crazy...he is crazy...he dares to kill even the royal guards..."

"Rebellion...rebellion..."

In the distance, Xu Qifeng, Gao Jianghe, and Feng Jianyu were all stunned. Their heads seemed to explode, roaring continuously, and it was difficult to think.

Even though they were the chief guards of Yulongtai, they had never seen such a scene before. The young master of the Wang family, the master of the Dauchi camp... all died in the hands of Li Mo.

"You still dare to scream?"

Li Mo raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were already red with murder. At this moment, he had no room to think about the consequences. With the thought of murder, the world turned upside down.

Buzz…

The blade cut easily, drawing a strange arc in the sky, and the vast night seemed to be split apart.

Xu Qifeng and the others still kept turning around and running away, but their bodies were gradually dying away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I'm dead!"

There seemed to be a voice roaring in Xu Qifeng's heart, and this seemed to be his last thought in the world. He watched helplessly as he turned into dust, gradually dissipated in the mountain wind, and stayed in this land forever.

on fertile soil.

Everything was silent, except for ruins everywhere and scarlet blood flowing freely.

"He got into trouble...a big disaster!"
Chapter completed!