The Three Worlds

"This, this is impossible. You are only at the Supreme level. How can your Immortal Yang Avenue shatter my Demonic Moon Avenue?"

Mo Zheng's face was extremely ugly and he asked.

"Tsk tsk...Senior brother, if you don't work hard and practice well, it's just that your skills are not as good as others. But you still refuse to admit defeat and dare to question others. You really embarrass our sect!"

When a sarcasm came out, Guixiang's figure flashed and appeared in front of Mo Zheng.

"Shut up!"

Mo Zheng glared at Guixiang fiercely, murderous intent raging in his eyes.

"You bastard, you dare to plot against me? You are seeking death!"

boom!

He punched out, and a series of shocking magic patterns suddenly appeared in the world, covering the whole world.

"collapse!"

A ruthless look appeared on Mo Zheng's face, and when a cold shout came out, countless demon patterns collapsed in the sky and earth, turning into a mighty immortal torrent.

In an instant, Guixiang's figure was torn into pieces.

"Hmph... Guizi, you still want to fight me, but you're still far away..."

When Mo Zheng saw Guixiang's figure being torn apart, a contemptuous smile appeared on his lips, but soon, the smile on his face solidified.

At this moment, a black laurel tree suddenly appeared in the collapsing void.

boom!

When this black laurel tree fell, it suppressed everything and directly swallowed up the immortal torrent that shook the sky and the earth.

"Um?"

Mo Zhan's eyes narrowed. Just when he reacted, a strong life and death crisis suddenly appeared in his heart. Without hesitation, he immediately retreated.

But at this moment, magic lines appeared on the black osmanthus tree, marking the void, directly blocking all his escape routes.

"How can this be?"

Mo Zheng exclaimed and found that his speed dropped crazily at this moment.

A terrifying ghost king's will suddenly burst out from the void all around, crushing towards him crazily.

Wind blows!

Ghost roar!

A terrifying aura containing the world of heavenly ghosts exploded, like a mountain torrent and a tsunami, crushing towards the demonic struggle.

"No, this is the will of the world, and you have actually been recognized by the will of the Great World of Heaven and Ghost!"

Mo Zheng's face was horrified and frightened.

Before, he had doubted Guixiang's identity, but now, after seeing the imprint of the will of the Heavenly Ghost World revealed on him, he no longer had any doubts.

This is the imprint of a family’s original world!

Only the peerless geniuses of their own clan can be recognized by their original world and obtain the brand of will.

"Huh……"

The old man Heitu was fighting fiercely with Lord Hanlong while observing the changes in the situation below.

When he saw Guixiang showing the imprint of the will of the Heavenly Ghost World, his eyes lit up and he had already made a decision in his heart.

"Since this little brat can obtain the brand inheritance of the Great World of Heavenly Ghosts, then it is impossible for him to be a counterfeit from another clan. It will be much easier to handle from now on."

The old man Heitu showed a hint of joy in his heart.

What he was afraid of was that Guixiang was not a Celestial Ghost at all, but an old guy from the three tribes of immortals, gods, and humans in disguise. If he really wanted to bring Guixiang back to the demon world, that would be the real way to lure the wolf into the house.

But now, after seeing the mark of will on Gui Xiang's body, he has determined that the other party's identity is undoubtedly that of the Celestial Ghost Clan.

Because it is impossible for the emperors of the three tribes of immortals, gods, and humans to get the will of the great world of heaven and ghosts.

These great worlds will only protect their own people, and will only leave the imprint of their will on their descendants.

Almost at the moment when the old man Heitu was secretly rejoicing, the original will of the great world of heaven and ghosts in Guixiang exploded, like a cold sickle, harvesting towards the soul of Demon Zhan.

"Senior brother, you are too weak. You don't even have the will of the demon world. How do you think you are my opponent?"

When a cold voice came out, the death scythe at the end of the sky suddenly fell, about to split the demon in half.

"Gui Xiang, don't be so arrogant. The imprint of the will of the world of heaven and ghosts cannot be your trump card to show off your power in front of me!"

Demon Zheng gritted his teeth, and with a wave of his hand, several supreme avenues spread out and turned into mountains of demons. When they flew out, they smashed hard at the death scythe.

But at this time, the will of the Great World of Heaven and Ghost on the Death Scythe was extremely powerful. When it fell, it directly cut through the Mountain of Demonic Evil.

"No……"

Mozhuan was shocked, his eyes were full of fear, and he gritted his teeth and spat out a green raindrop. When it exploded, it turned into an endless rain of green silk mist.

boom!

After these green threads flew out, they quickly entangled the death sickle.

And his figure took the opportunity to flicker and quickly retreated.

Buzz!

The moment Mo Zheng exited, a figure fell down and appeared directly at his original place almost at the same time as him.

"It runs pretty fast!"

A playful smile appeared on Guixiang's mouth. As he waved his hand, the black laurel tree suddenly flew out and turned into a fatal blow, hitting the demon in the direction of his escape.

"damn it……"

Mo Zheng was horrified as he looked at the ghost tree that was blasting away at high speed above his head.

He gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Guixiang, I am your senior brother, are you really going to do such a sinful thing as killing fellow sect members?"

boom!

The black osmanthus tree smashed down without any pause, suppressing Mo Zheng to the ground.

"Senior brother, if you had said this earlier, we wouldn't have had to do anything to make others laugh."

Guixiong's figure flashed and appeared in front of the osmanthus tree. He looked at the figure suppressing him below with a smile on his face.

"You... you let me out!"

Mo Zheng was full of anger and kept struggling, but his strength became insignificant in front of this ghost tree.

"It's not impossible to let you out, but you have to promise me one thing!"

Guixiong showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

As he spoke, he also observed the surroundings with the corner of his eyes.

Fortunately, the black-haired old man did not show any dissatisfaction, and still fought with Hanlong Shenzun and Tianhuo Xianzun.

Guixiong knew clearly in his heart that he had fought with Mo Zheng for so long, and the black-haired old man could not have not seen it.

But now the other party still chose to remain silent, just wanting to punish Mo Zheng through his own hand.

Of course, the black-haired old man may have another deeper meaning.

That is to test his strength through Mo Zheng's hand. Unfortunately, Mo Zheng was too disappointing and didn't even use 30% of his strength.

"What's the matter?"

Mo Zheng felt like he was suppressed under the Five Finger Mountain like Sun Wukong at the moment. It was so uncomfortable.

He thought that if Gui Xiang's request was not too excessive, he would immediately agree to it and get himself out of trouble first.

When he found an opportunity, he would kill this ghost kid.

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