Peerless Sword God

The divine weapon Demon Sin, which turned into purple, split out nine Emperor Heavenly God-killing Sword Qi, and once again the nine swords merged into one, slashing in the air, turning Mojia's whole body purple.

Mojia withdrew the golden divine spear and turned it into a stream of god-eating energy. He turned around and fled to the left, avoiding Lin Chen's sword.

Mr. Mo quickly shot out the silver-white divine spear to intercept, but was still avoided by Mo Jia, and laughter came from his mouth: "You can't kill me with your strength, so why not go back and wait for me to come and take your lives again."

Under the gray-red void, his dark figure was twisted and blurred, making it impossible to capture, but the golden spear in his hand shone brightly and looked sacred.

Lin Chen and Mr. Mo didn't say a word, and quickly pursued, intertwining a large amount of sword light and god-eating energy, leaving a mighty divine rainbow in the void.

Mo Jia turned a blind eye with a smile on his face, obviously not worried at all about being caught up by Lin Chen and the other two.

But he suddenly discovered that the further he moved forward, the more the void ahead became redder, brighter and more permeable, with a terrifying aura of murder raging everywhere.

From time to time, there were shouts of killing, which were sonorous and powerful, murderous and unsettling.

Mo Jia opened and closed his eyes and looked ahead. He suddenly saw blood shadows that were about ten feet tall, all facing forward, standing still like statues, exuding an aura that was half a step ahead of the Holy Spirit.

His slender eyebrows slightly wrinkled, Mojia's eyes flashed, and he murmured: "This is a half-step holy god-level killing spirit. It does not exist elsewhere. It seems that I have arrived at the center of the core area."

Looking at the statue-like killing spirit, Mojia relaxed his eyebrows and chuckled: "We might as well divert the trouble to the east and kill people with a borrowed knife."

then,

He slowed down, raised his fingers, and made a series of dark swallowing fingerprints, hitting the killing spirits one by one.

But when they heard a sharp hiss, they saw that the killing spirits were hit one by one. They were just shaken, but they were not hurt, but they woke up one after another.

Boom!

Waves of power comparable to that of the Holy God swept across all directions, causing the blood-red void to explode. The killing spirits of different shapes suddenly turned around and looked over,

But Mo Jia had disappeared and hid, causing all the killing spirits to look at Lin Chen and Mr. Mo.

"Mo Jia is hiding." Mr. Mo said in a deep voice.

"Can you find him? I used my mental power, but I couldn't find him." Lin Chen said.

"He uses the invisibility method unique to the God-Eating Clan. Even if your spiritual power is comparable to that of the Holy God, it will be difficult to find him, but you can't hide it from me."

As Mojia spoke, he looked at the killing spirits that were rushing over and said in a solemn tone: "He deliberately hid it because he wanted to use these killing spirits to deal with us."

"Old Mo, there are not many killing spirits who are half-step to the realm of the Holy God. Why are there so many here?"

Lin Chen glanced around and found as many as seven killing spirits, and said: "These killing spirits are more powerful than the half-step holy gods like Master Ling Chen, and have powerful killing power."

Mr. Mo's deep eyes flashed, and he said expressionlessly: "The traitor Mo Jia wants to borrow a knife to kill someone, so I will force him out first."

The five fingers of his right hand moved slightly, and the silver-white divine spear in his palm flew high into the sky, like a silver dragon wandering around the sea, and shouted in a cold voice: "You traitor, get out of here."

Before the shouting ended, he saw the place where the divine spear was placed.

Wherever it passed, a mysterious silver pattern appeared, and then turned black, filled with a god-eating aura.

The next moment, patterns were seen flying out, crushing the void on the northwest side. Only an explosion was heard, and Mojia, who had just disappeared, appeared.

A cold light flashed in Mo Jia's eyes, and he said with a smile: "I have forgotten, my father has understood the method of tracking the God-Eating God. How can I hide it, and how can I hide it from you, my father?"

While he was speaking, the seven killing spirits that originally pounced on Lin Chen and the two men paused, and the next three began to kill him.

"Son, you understand your father, but why don't your father understand you?"

Mr. Mo raised his hand and waved, and the divine spear above drew a silver arc of light and stabbed towards Mo Jia.

Seeing this, Lin Chen glanced at the four killing spirits that were coming to attack him. He decisively detoured from the left side to avoid them and slashed at Mojia with his sword.

Seeing this, Mojia didn't even fight back. He chose to escape again and avoided the three killing spirits that killed him.

Lin Chen and Mr. Mo's attacks failed and they continued to pursue, but the eight killing spirits followed behind them, and there were bursts of killing sounds.

Lin Chen and the two ignored him and chased Mo Jia all the way, only to find that the murderous aura permeating the world gradually became extremely strong, surging like blood.

Mr. Mo suddenly stopped and said urgently: "Lin Chen, stop quickly."

"What's wrong?"

Lin Chen asked while using his mental power to lock Mojia in front, only to find that his mental power seemed to be suppressed.

Mr. Mo didn't look at Mo Jia. He looked around with a solemn expression and said, "The situation is not good. This is the Killing Sea."

"Killing the Underworld?"

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, looking at the flow around him

With a murderous intent on his mind, he suddenly remembered that the Nine Lives Sword Ancestor once said that there were several dangers on the road to becoming a saint, the most dangerous of which was the killing of Minghai.

If the Killing Storm can obliterate the Nine Divine Ancestors and severely injure the Half-Step Holy God, then the Killing Sea of ​​Hell can destroy the Half-Step Holy Divine Path.

According to the Nine Ming Sword Ancestors, so far, more than ten half-step saints have died in the Killing Sea, and there are countless Nine Path Divine Ancestors. In short, only a few have come out alive.

Lin Chen felt heavy-hearted and said, "We were careless. We only paid attention to Mo Jia and did not pay attention to the changes in the surrounding environment."

"No, the Slaughter Sea is the same as the Slaughter Storm. It is always moving, but the range of movement is limited to the core area." Mo Lao said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Lin Chen said calmly, "It doesn't matter. Since someone can get out alive, it means that this Slaughter Sea is not a real dead place."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Chen suddenly remembered something: "By the way, where are those killing spirits?"

Just now, there was a killing sound behind him, but I don't know when it stopped.

Lin Chen looked back and saw that the back was empty, and the eight killing spirits were gone.

Logically speaking, this is a good thing. Even if Lin Chen and Mo Lao joined forces, it would take some effort to kill the eight killing spirits in the half-step holy realm.

Now that they have disappeared, it saves a trouble, but Lin Chen realized the horror of the Slaughter Sea.

"No need to look, the Slaughter Sea can isolate all the killing spirits."

Mo Lao still looked ahead and said: "In addition, this sea can suppress mental power and make it ineffective. You should have discovered it."

"Yes." Lin Chen nodded,

and found that the mental power was suppressed even more severely.

So, he quickly looked forward, but did not see Mo Jia's figure. He frowned and said: "He found a good opportunity and could not use mental power. It is not easy for us to find him."

Mo Lao did not care and said calmly: "For the time being, he can't escape. Now he is trapped in this Slaughter Sea with us. If we spend some time, we can find him out. The trouble is how to get out."