Villains: The Empress Master was poisoned, and the traitor was ecstatic

The grey-robed old man's face was solemn, and he controlled eight magic weapons to resist.

The eight magic weapons kept trembling, bursting out circles of ripples!

"boom!"

Chu Mo split a piece of jade pendant with his sword.

"Crack-!"

The jade pendant was chopped into two pieces by a sword.

The old man in gray robe was about to vomit blood in distress, and his face became more and more ugly.

This is his talisman.

Without the protection of the jade pendant, wouldn't he be more dangerous?

"Clang, clang, clang...!"

There was another violent impact sound, and ripples spread out in circles.

Chu Mo kept slashing with the long sword in his hand, forcing the remaining seven magic weapons to retreat steadily!

"combine!"

The gray-robed old man let out a low snort, and all the magic weapons shrank rapidly, turning into a round sphere.

Immediately afterwards, the gray-robed old man made a tactic with one hand, and a spirit seal landed on the round sphere, and instantly merged into it.

"Buzz...!"

In an instant, the light of the round sphere skyrocketed, and a vast power spread out!

In an instant, the seven magic weapons and the broken jade pendant merged into one, bursting out with dazzling brilliance!

"Eight Treasures Ruyi Lives and Kills!"

The old man in gray robe pondered.

Baoguang shines!

The eight magic weapons were combined into one, and a huge green pagoda emerged!

"Boom!"

The pagoda crashed down!

The terrifying wind blew Chu Mo's clothes and rattled!

"Boom boom boom boom...!"

The Eight Treasures wish to live and kill, the power is overwhelming, and it can kill everything!

Chu Mo's face was solemn, and the thick and chaotic energy poured into the long sword endlessly.

"Buzz buzz...!"

On the edge of the sword, the sword light is flourishing, and the extremely fierce sword power soars crazily!

"kill!"

Chu Mo shouted angrily!

"Shh!"

The long sword cut through the air, bringing out afterimages like snowflakes.

But soon, the afterimage was lit by fire!

"boom--!"

A dazzling golden glow burst out and collided fiercely with Babao Ruyi.

In an instant, the sound of explosions spread throughout the sky!

A force that destroys the world is raging in all directions!

The entire mountain range seemed to shake a bit, the ground was cracked inch by inch, the trees were instantly turned into powder, and the dust was blowing up.

"puff--!"

The gray-robed old man spat out mouthfuls of blood, his body trembled suddenly, and he staggered back a few meters before standing still.

Looking at Chu Mo again, he didn't move at all, but all the clothes on his body burst open!

The flames continued, and the aftermath of the explosion was still raging!

On the other hand, Chu Mo, with flying ink hair and bright eyes, looks like a banished fairy coming to the dust, floating out of the dust.

He slowly raised his head to look at the gray-robed old man in the distance, with an indifferent arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Suck it!"

Seeing this, the Primordial Sage Emperor couldn't help swallowing.

I'm hungry!

I'm so hungry!

Jiang Wange looked at Chu Mo's bronze-colored muscles, and a faint blush appeared on his pretty face.

She couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and a look of surprise flashed across her eyes.

The gray-robed old man was bleeding, and the man with shaggy hair was killed by Chu Mo's sword!

"unprecedented!"

"This sword directly cut off an era!"

The gray-robed old man looked at the fragments of magic weapons and the mess on the ground...

At this time, a morning sun that first appeared in the morning was reflected on the face of the old man.

He narrowed his cloudy eyes, finally shook his head and sighed silently.

"Boy, come here!"

The old man in gray robe waved to Chu Mo.

"Ok?"

Chu Mo raised his eyebrows, not afraid that the other party would play tricks, and walked over slowly.

"You may be wondering who the two of us are! The gray-robed old man's tone is deep.

Chu Mo didn't say a word, but listened quietly.

"My name is Mu Qiankun, the one just now is called Guiyanzi!"

"Have you heard of reincarnation?"

Mu Qiankun suddenly asked something that made Chu Mo puzzled.

Chu Mo didn't answer, but quietly glanced at Wang Defa who was pretending to be dead in the distance.

Mu Qiankun didn't wait for Chu Mo's answer, as if he had an infinite desire to confide in him: "The theory of reincarnation means that everything in the world has a cycle of cause and effect. Every kind of creature is born following a certain clue..."

But just as he spoke, Mu Qiankun seemed to sense something and stopped abruptly.

"Oh, that's all!"

Mu Qiankun was silent for a while, looked at Chu Mo with strange eyes, and finally sighed: "This is for you!"

Mu Qiankun took out a small copper whistle and handed it to Chu Mo. Chu Mo hesitated for a few seconds, and finally reached out to take it.

The red copper whistle is warm to the touch, and the surface is engraved with simple patterns, revealing the vicissitudes of time.

Chu Mo vaguely guessed something in his heart.

Mu Qiankun continued: "We have nothing to do with the Youshen Clan, nor with the Tian Clan!"

He let out a loud roar.

These words did not seem to be addressed to Chu Mo, but to an existence in the distance.

The voice echoed for a long time, and Mu Qiankun became weaker and weaker, and his whole person gradually became illusory.

Chu Mo sighed inwardly.

"Pity……"

Chu Mo shook his head.

"Holy Emperor, while it's hot!"

When everyone thought that Chu Mo was feeling sorry for Mu Qiankun, Chu Mo's eyes suddenly changed.

I saw him call out the Bell of Falling Soul, urging the true energy to make it magnify dramatically.

Chu Mo shook his arms!

"clang!"

The melodious sound of the bell spread all over the place.

Chu Mo sneered in his heart.

How could he feel pity for someone who had done something to him before? !

Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself!

What he said could be that Mu Qiankun's spirit dissipated too quickly...

Old monsters like them who have slept in the coffin for so long, and are so strong, are just the best nourishment for the Lost Soul Clock!

Is it possible to raise the Falling Soul Bell to another level!

The Primordial Sage Emperor was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly realized it.

As the bell rang through the sky, the evil spirit in the surrounding space frantically poured into the Lost Soul Bell.

The resentful souls in the bell suddenly wailed and screamed, and fled from the falling soul bell.

After the Falling Soul Clock absorbed the evil spirit, the dark lines on the clock wall suddenly became brighter.

There are more words written on the clock wall, and the densely packed writing is shimmering.

The color of the Falling Soul Bell also changed from light blue to red, full of evil aura.

The Falling Soul Bell was enlarged again, covering Mu Qiankun inside the bell.

"Woo-!"

The Falling Soul Bell let out a piercing whistling, the body of the bell trembled, and a layer of crimson ripples spread out from its body.

Where the ripples went, wisps of black smoke surged from all directions, and then followed the texture of the clock wall into the Lost Soul Clock, disappearing without a trace.

The clock wall texture of the Falling Soul Clock is more vivid, and the strength of the Immemorial Saint Emperor has also been improved.

Similarly, the Falling Soul Bell has also been upgraded to another rank!

Seeing this scene, Chu Mo was overjoyed and couldn't help but smile.

After finishing everything, Chu Mo walked towards Wang Defa who was still pretending to be dead step by step, and directly lifted him up with all his strength.

"Master, son... what are you doing?"

Wang Defa opened his eyes and stammered.

Chu Mo stared at him coldly, shook the copper whistle in his hand, and said coldly, "You really don't know this stuff?"