Grasping Evil

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"By my order of Yin Mo, the Nine Heavenly Towers, seal!"

Yin Mo was distracted in front of hundreds of monks, and a blood-red 'Feng' suddenly appeared in his deep-set left eye. Immediately, an unimaginable power of forbidden space, centered on Yin Mo, swept toward the entire ninth floor frantically.

Hundreds of galloping monks all had their eyebrows at this moment, and a blood-red 'seal' appeared strangely.

Even the old monsters like Ao Xuan and Liuhe felt a sense of shock and looked at Chao Yinmo in awe.

Who is this person! Turning the hand, it is possible to form such a terrifying force of forbidden air, this kind of method is unheard of!

"Is the current Zidou Xianxiu so weak that he can't even stand in the air in front of the distraction of this god?"

Yin Mo shook his head slightly, raised his dry palm, and grabbed it forward.

This grasping force seems to be able to hold the soul of heaven and earth in the palm of your hand, crushing it into pieces. In an instant, there were more than ten old monsters who gave up empty space and broken thoughts, and their bodies collapsed into blood mist. They were sucked by Yin Mo and swallowed them all. Even the primordial spirit and the demon soul could not escape.

After swallowing up some monks, Yin Mo's distracted breath was obviously a lot more tyrannical.

"The cultivator of the fantasy world, the taste of flesh and blood is really bad." Yin Mo said indifferently.

Qun Xiu felt a chill in his heart again. This person can easily kill more than ten Shekong and Shainian with the lift of his hand, which even the Immortal King cannot do so easily.

What is the origin of this person, could it be that he is an Immortal King!

Why did he appear, why did he kill, could it be... he also came for the ancient passage...

Ao Xuan secretly used the innate power of the Brahma Demon, and was the first to shatter the blood on his brows, breaking the power of forbidden air on his body.

In my heart, I was speculating about Yin Mo's intention, but suddenly I felt cold and cold. He raised his head, facing Shangyin Mo's icy scrutiny.

For some unknown reason, Ao Xuan was caught in Yin Mo's eyes. See a trace of hatred. He didn't know this person at all, why did he hate him...

the next moment. He saw Yin Mo raise his palm directly, and press a five-finger palm print in the air in his direction.

"The descendants of Zulong Zhuli, let this god see how much its descendants have!"

The mediocre withered palm fell in Ao Xuan's eyes, but it was like a five-fingered giant mountain, and there was a sense of invincibility.

Ao Xuan seemed to have seen a hallucination. It seems to see this palm... covering the sky, covering the road, breaking the mountains and seas, imprisoning the sun, moon and stars, turning the ancient and modern years upside down...

He seemed to see the souls of billions of powerful people buried under this withered palm, and there were too many people in it, countless times stronger than him!

impossible! Who is this person! Having killed so many strong men, he must have killed the Immortal Emperor and the Quasi-Saint... in his hands. Countless souls!

Ao Xuan's body trembled uncontrollably, and his heart was afraid before he fought!

no. Don't be afraid! I have an innate magic weapon in my hand, so I may not be able to match this person!

Ao Xuan shouted violently, and the demon body suddenly turned into the height of the sky. He waved the Brahma demon's mace, and threw a full blow against Yin Mo's palm print.

The power of this mace has the power to destroy the world!

He is convinced that even if he loses to Yin Mo, he will not be defeated in a single blow. However, the fact was far beyond his expectations.

The palm print swept away all the way, wherever it passed. The sky is strangely petrified.

After an instant, the palm print was pressed on the Brahma Demon Mace. For a moment. The Brahma demon spreads gray on the mace, and it turns out to be petrified. After petrification, it lost all power. With a bang, it shattered into countless rubble and fell from the sky.

The palm print continued to fall, and a palm was pressed against Ao Xuan Tianling, and Ao Xuan's body instantly became petrified.

Then the body began to shatter from the heavenly spirit, turning into countless boulders and collapsing.

Ao Xuan, a dignified Immortal Venerable Realm, has an innate magic weapon in his hand, and he can't stop the power of Yin Mo's distracting palm!

With only one blow, the treasure will be destroyed, and the people will die!

"It's dangerous! If the old man hadn't escaped from the ghost at the last moment, he would have died!"

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Ao Xuan's demon soul appeared in front of everyone's eyes, with a deeply frightened expression on his face.

Few immortal emperors are strong enough to smash the innate magic weapon. The strength of the innate magic weapon is world-famous, but it was shattered by Yin Mo.

This person is too strong, like that Zhao Jian, he is definitely not something he can defeat!

Damn it! The ancient passage is clearly close at hand, why would there be such a malevolent star, running here to kill ten directions!

"That's right. With a mere immortal cultivation base, you can actually save your life from the hands of this god. You are qualified to temporarily save your life and become a sacrifice to this god."

Yin Mo's left eye shot a gray light, which hit the center of Ao Xuan's brow. But after hearing Ao Xuan's scream, he disappeared, and he didn't know where he was taken by Yin Mo.

"You...you are the ninth generation of barbarian gods!" Several barbarian ancestors of the Fan family finally recognized Yin Mo, and their expressions couldn't help but change.

Didn't the intelligence say that the nine-generation barbarian gods were suppressed at the top of the Tianque and couldn't get out of trouble? Why did he run out, and he still started killing here!

"You guys are also the ancestors of the Fan family. In that case, stay."

Without giving a few barbarian ancestors a chance to speak, Yin Mo directly used the power of Xingshan to capture the three barbarian ancestors out of thin air. With the power of Xingshan, the three barbarian ancestors could not resist at all.

It took only a few breaths before and after, and there was only one person left in the Immortal Venerable-level powerhouse. The remaining people, the monks of the two demon clans, there were many people, and there were still eighty or ninety people.

Yin Mo had no intention of wasting time. With a flick of his body, he flew directly into the crowd and started killing.

Most of the monks were directly killed by him, swallowing up their flesh and blood. There are also some, Yin Mo did not kill them for the time being, but took them away, which seemed to be useful.

The more flesh and blood he devoured, the stronger Yin Mo's distracting aura would be, and the more invincible the feeling of Liu He would be.

At this moment, Liuhe and the rest of the monks are not in the mood to compete for the ancient passage, so let's save their lives first.

"Get out of here quickly!"

Liuhe Immortal Venerable spit out a mouthful of blood, forcibly broke the blood on his eyebrows, rolled up his sleeves, and fled to the eighth floor with a large number of human cultivators.

The monks of the demon race were not so lucky. They no longer had the protection of Immortal Venerable, and they became the first targets of Yin Mo to kill.

"The descendants of Zulong Zhuli...the descendants of the fierce demon Chicang...the descendants of the great demon Xuantu..."

The more he killed the demon cultivator here, the more coldness in Yin Mo's eyes. When he betrayed Zidou Xianyu, he was hunted down by countless Zidou Xianxiu, and among them were many ancient monsters.

Many of the demon clan who entered the Nine Heavens Tower this time were descendants of those great demons. All should be killed!

Soon, except for a few demon cultivators who were captured alive and kept as sacrifices. Most of them were eaten directly by him.

At this time, Liuhe Immortal Venerable has brought the rest of the human race. After escaping into the eighth floor, Yin Mo's eyes narrowed and his body flickered. He disappeared directly from the ninth floor and appeared on the eighth floor, blocking Liuhe and the others.

"Hmph, today's Zidou Xianxiu doesn't even have the courage to fight to the death! I take my eyes as a mountain..."

Yin Mo's right eye shot a gray light. In the air, the vision of the phantom of the nine mountains is formed, all of which are gray stone mountains.

"Killing is the sea..."

Beneath the Nine Mountains, there is another sea of ​​eight-layered killing, bloody and bloody, which is the result of Yin Mo's life-long killing.

"The soul is the tree..."

In the center of the sea of ​​slaughter, a thousand-zhang stone vine tree suddenly grew. On the stone tree, there was a gray eyeball, just like the left eye of Yinmo. Among the eyeballs, twelve crescents spin strangely. Infinite magic power spreads out.

All ethnic cultivators, including Liuhe, lost their minds at this moment, showing a dazed look. A pair of illusions.

"Take the illusion as a prison palace!"

Throughout the eighth floor, the space was constantly broken, and countless stone trees and rattans grew directly from the cracks in the void, binding a human cultivator to death.

There seemed to be poisonous thorns on the cane, and once a monk was bound, it immediately caused the person to fall into a real coma.

Many rattans wriggled strangely, swallowing up the flesh and blood of many monks, leaving only empty human skins...

For a long time, a long time... The entire eighth floor was dead silent. Whether it is the person who escaped to the eighth floor, or the monk who will be able to climb to the ninth floor in the future. They are all tied to the stone tree and turned into the nourishment of the stone tree.

"Today's Zidou Xianxiu. Really weak... Killing these people is too boring."

Yin Mo's left eye flashed gray light, the thousand-zhang stone tree disappeared, and countless empty human skins fell from the sky.

Of course, those monks who were not killed by Shishu, such as Liuhe and others, were captured by Yin Mo and kept for other purposes.

Yin Mo felt it, and the monks in the entire Nine Heavens Tower should have been dealt with.

The next thing is not something that Zidou Xianxiu outside the wild can watch!

After getting out of trouble, go outside and kill all these Immortal Emperors of the Illusory Dream Realm. Those people should bring him some sense of revenge!

snort!

Yin Mo turned around and returned to the ninth floor. When he was about to leave, he suddenly turned his head, his eyes seemed to penetrate countless interfaces, and he suddenly snorted.

With this humming, the painted skin projection of the monster outside, with a direct bang, shattered the skin all over the ground.

And Mengxuanzisu's monument collapsed at this moment, and it was destroyed in one fell swoop!

That cold humming sound, even crossed the power of the interface of the ancient wilderness, and directly spread to the ears of every immortal emperor, exploding like a thunderbolt.

That voice carried the slaughter of Yin Mo's life, and some immortal emperors with poor cultivation were shocked by the voice, and the sea of ​​consciousness was suddenly injured.

Even the quasi-sage-level figures like the Tongtian Ancient Emperor and the True Dragon Patriarch were shocked by Yin Mo's humming.

"Who is this person! In the Four Heavens and Nine Realms (the land of demon spirits), this person is almost invincible. How could such a strong person appear in the Nine Heavenly Towers!" color.

There have been more and more changes in the Nine Heavens Towers. Unexpectedly, at the last moment, such a malevolent star was unexpectedly killed.

With the power of one person, he destroyed the monks of the two races who were fighting for the passage; with a sound of dividing the world, he directly injured hundreds of Immortal Emperor powerhouses.

This person... is here to compete for the ancient passage...

Trouble, with this person in... the ancient passage is not easy to grab...

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Yin Mo's body flickered, and he returned to the top stone forest on the ninth floor. The seventh ancestor was still standing in the stone forest, but he did not escape.

It's not that he doesn't want to run, but that his body has been completely petrified under the light of the gray moon here, standing like a stone statue, unable to move.

Yin Mo waved his hand, and in the empty stone forest, there were other stone statues.

Among them, there are the stone statues of Ao Xuan, the stone statues of Liuhe, the stone statues of the first, second and fourth ancestors of the Fan family, and a dozen other stone statues.

Their expressions were somewhat terrified, and within their stone statues, there was still a little life breath that had not dissipated.

"There are still twelve hours before the calamity of Ying Que... right eye, I look forward to this time. I can reunite with you!"

Yin Mo's distraction walked towards his stone statue step by step, making the distraction reintegrate into the stone statue.

Time passed little by little, three hours later. The gray moon in the ninth floor suddenly changed.

The gray moon was originally a full moon. As time passed, a scene of Tengu eating the moon appeared.

Six hours later, the gray moon only had half a crescent moon left.

Nine hours later, the gray moon only had a halo-like outline.

Twelve hours later, the gray moon completely disappeared, and without the moonlight, the entire ninth floor was dark.

Only in the center of the stone forest is the stone gate that has been standing forever. Gradually there was a strange light.

That stone gate is the ancient passage that the two immortal emperors have painstakingly plotted, connecting the fantasy world and the three real worlds.

The light on the stone gate became more and more intense, and gradually, lines of ancient characters appeared on it.

Can't see clearly, few second-step cultivators can read those words clearly.

The brighter the light of the words, the weaker the aura of the yin ink stone statue, like his cultivation. Everything he has dedicated to Shimen has become a source of power that illuminates Shimen's words.

A surplus...a deficit...the weakest moment. It's finally here.

"The time has come... This moment is the weakest moment of this god, right eye, this god knows that you are here, come out!"

The Yin Mo Stone Statue suddenly made an ancient roar, and for some reason, that roar could actually trigger the Law of Undying, forming a magical power, sweeping across it. Immediately, a hunting gust was aroused between the heavens and the earth.

Shocked by the roar, the space here is like a thread. Turned into countless chaotic threads, separated from each other.

A groan came out. With monstrous hatred, the eyeball monster fell out of the crack in the space and glared at the black ink stone statue.

"You still have the face to use the magical power of the undead brother! It's shameless!"

"Right eye, I can't believe that after so many years, you still don't understand. It's not that I betrayed the Zidou Immortal Realm, but the immortal betrayal of the dust world. We are cultivators of the dust world and belong to the barbarians. I will return to the barbarians and succeed the barbarian gods. , is the most suitable thing. However, he is willing to degenerate, serving as the master of Immortal Emperor Zidou, working for the cultivator Nichen, and hindering the great cause of my cultivator in the dust world to unify the real world. It is the shame of the dust world that he does not die. !" Yin Mo Shi said.

"Hmph, the battle of words is meaningless. Today, I will kill you!"

The eyeball monster retreated slightly, the gray light flashed in his eyes, and millions of silver lights appeared on the entire ninth floor, intertwined with each other, forming an extremely complicated array.

The array is surrounded from all sides, and the Yin ink stone statue is surrounded by the entire stone forest in the center. There is an altar in each of the four directions, and on the altar, there is a congenital magic weapon.

"Yin Mo! In order to kill you, I have exhausted countless years and used four innate magic weapons to refine a killing formation. Today, you must die! Qinglong Zhendong!"

On the eastern altar, one side of the Qinglong Baoyin turned into a giant dragon and rose into the sky.

"Qinglongyin... I haven't seen you in these years, but your refining level has improved a lot, but unfortunately, your cultivation is still too weak." Yin Mo said indifferently.

"West of White Tiger Town!"

"Suzaku Town South!"

"North of Xuanwu Town!"

On the altars of the west, south, and north, there are also three-way treasure seals, which turned into different beasts and rose into the sky.

The four beasts are in each town, and the whole world seems to be imprisoned.

"The formation is good, and the Sifang Innate Treasure Seal is also good. This formation can cut off the connection between me and heaven and earth, making me always at the weakest moment and unable to recover. But unfortunately, it is not enough to kill me by these means. You have In the formation of confinement, this god has 100,000 guardians, and your mere seven robbery cultivation base may rival 100,000 Immortal Venerables!"

You can't do it!

As soon as Yin Mo's voice fell, ancient coffins appeared one after another in the sky. One by one, ancient corpses comparable to the ancient immortals climbed out of them and formed an array over the stone forest.

"My Zidou Xianxiu... I was born against the calamity... I have no regrets..."

"Life and death are all... Zi Douxian!"

Seeing the 100,000 ancient corpses, the eyes of the eyeball monster immediately turned blood red.

The ancient corpses here, without exception, had fought for the Zidou Immortal Territory before their death.

However, because of Yin Mo's betrayal, these people did not die on the battlefield of protecting the world, but at the hands of Yin Mo.

If you cultivate savagery, if you know the mantra of mountains and seas, you will be able to hear the grief and anger of these dead cultivators from between the mountains and the sea.

Kill Yin Mo! Kill Yin Mo! Kill Yin Mo! The soul sounds of one hundred thousand Zidou Xianxiu were so consistent!

Yin Mo not only killed his companions, but also refined the corpses of his companions into puppets, using the Undying Emperor's puppet technique.

Today, he will have to pay the price for his actions!

"Stinky boy, do it!"

As soon as the eyeball monster's voice fell, the harsh sword sound had spread all over the world.

A ghost-faced silver-haired figure suddenly broke through the void and walked out from the other end of the void.

At the moment when this person appeared, all the 100,000 ancient corpses of the Immortal Venerable level began to tremble, and it was from this person that they felt a fatal crisis.

Not Ning Fan, but who else!

Yin Mo, who has always been arrogant, has a solemn expression for the first time.

"Sure enough, is he your support... I can't confirm whether this son has the power of punishment, ten generations of barbarian gods, could it be him..."

He was not afraid of the Seven Patriarchs of the Fan family, the right eye, or the hundred great emperors of the two clans, but Ning Fan felt a sense of crisis for the first time.

The moment Ning Fan swung his sword, the sense of crisis reached its peak in an instant.

The immortality between heaven and earth is even more disturbed by Ning Fan alone, as if encountering a natural enemy!

"This son... is actually a descendant of chaos!" (To be continued)

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