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

In the blink of an eye, the Ten Thousand Ghosts Locking Soul Formation disintegrated.

"what!?"

Shengjun Qisha's pupils shrank sharply, and his face changed suddenly.

This formation was acquired by him with great effort and improved.

Logically speaking, even a monk at the peak of the King Conferred Realm would have difficulty resisting the attack of the formation.

However, at this moment, Chu Mo broke his formation by himself!

Simply incredible!

"How is that possible!?" Shengjun Qisha's eyes widened in shock.

"Hehe... Do you want to continue?" Chu Mo sneered.

Although he failed to fully understand "Comprehensive Explanation of Tianshi Field" and "Complete Explanation of Terrain Field".

But the study of formations has already far surpassed that of ordinary formation masters.

Coupled with the magical effect of the upper and lower soul clock, it is not difficult to break the formation!

Chu Mo stepped forward with one step, his figure was as swift as the wind, and rushed towards the Holy Monarch Seven Kills.

Chu Mo's figure was like lightning, leaving a blurry afterimage on the spot, and the sword light was sharp as he swung his arms.

shhhhh--

The blade whizzed and slashed towards Qisha, the Holy King.

Shengjun Qisha's eyes were extremely cold, and he opened his arms to meet Chu Mo.

clang clang-

When the two collided, sparks flew, and gold and iron intersected.

Both are good at melee combat.

One is good at the physical body, the other is good at spells, they are both vicious people!

puff-

Shengjun Qisha suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Chu Mo's chest, wanting to take his heart!

Chu Mo reacted very quickly, dodged sideways, and at the same time slashed horizontally with his sword.

Clang!

A burst of sparks shot out, Shengjun Qisha stepped back three steps, and shook his numb right arm.

If he hadn't withdrawn in time just now, his arm would have been cut off by now!

"This guy is obviously only at the sixth level of the Marquis Realm...why is he so powerful?"

Chu Mo is too weird!

Shengjun Qisha couldn't figure out his routine at all, and was even a little restrained.

"All the ghosts in the body, listen to my orders, the seven kills will transform the evil spirits, and the Dharma light will be wiped out!"

"Hundred ghosts, open!"

Shengjun Qisha let out a loud roar and used his secret technique.

Suddenly, an eerie aura erupted, causing the surrounding temperature to drop a lot.

The ghost crying mask on his face changed again, and turned into a pale woman's face!

Her face was haggard and distorted, her eyes were blood red, and she stared at Chu Mo.

"On the top of the road, kill, kill, kill!"

"I was not born to follow the sky. The gate of heaven is wide open and I can't enter. Instead, I come here as an evil ghost in purgatory!"

"Tianjiao is as powerful as a dog, and his sword is full of wood!"

"Now this monument is erected on behalf of the heavens, and those who defy the heavens will die if they kneel and die!"

Shengjun Qisha roared like a bell.

His body trembled violently, the veins on his forehead swelled, his face turned red, like a devil.

"Hundred ghosts gather!"

Rumble!

With a low shout, an ancient stone tablet emerged from the back of Shengjun Qisha.

The stele is about half a meter high, with uneven surfaces and mottled potholes.

The top of the stele is carved with ancient inscriptions, hiding infinite mysteries.

The stele slowly sank, bringing endless coercion.

It seemed to have a self-awareness, and under the control of Shengjun Qisha, it slammed straight at Chu Mo.

"hiss!"

"This is the real Seven Kills!"

Luo Daqian, who was evenly matched with Min Qingchen, gasped.

Seven kills of the holy king, known as the strongest killer of the demons!

He once broke into the imperial city of the Xiwu Empire alone and slaughtered millions of lives!

That battle was extremely bloody, with bones everywhere.

Seven kills and seven kills, killing the world, no one is not afraid!

"You should worry about yourself first!"

Min Qingchen glanced at Chu Mo, and saw that he was calm and unaffected.

With her deep understanding of this traitor, she naturally knew that he must have a way to block this blow!

"Humph!"

Min Qingchen sneered, the methods became more intense, and the offensive became more fierce!

Luo Daqian also felt doubled the pressure and suffered unbearably.

Feeling the crisis, Chu Mo frowned slightly: "This broken stone... has some power!"

"In that case, let's try it!"

Chu Mo raised his hand a little.

boom!

The Lost Soul Clock oscillated, spouting faint blue ripples.

Swah——

Where the ripples pass, the air seems to stagnate.

An illusory figure appeared in the Falling Soul Bell, covered in frost, ethereal like a dream.

"Hmph! You want me to work, but you won't give me..."

The Primordial Holy Emperor inside let out a cold snort, but did not refuse.

The strength of the Primordial Holy Emperor, who had just absorbed the indestructible soul, increased greatly.

The strength at the peak moment can also be released for a moment.

I saw that her facial features were delicate and handsome, and her brows were full of traces of vicissitudes of life, like a wise elder who had gone through the world.

But there is only one pair of eyes, shining with the immensity of staring at the vastness of the world.

She stood there, and the whole world seemed to become quiet and peaceful!

"A mere stone, dare to act presumptuously in front of me?"

The corners of the Primordial Sage Emperor's mouth raised, with contempt in his eyes.

She stretched out her index finger and swiped in the air.

Brush Lala -

Immediately, endless faint blue ripples spread, enveloping the Holy Monarch Seven Kills.

Immediately afterwards, Shengjun Qisha was horrified to find that the true energy in his body was out of control and was suppressed by this terrifying ripple.

"Damn!"

"This is……"

Shengjun Qisha was taken aback.

But before he could resist, the ripples spread all over his body.

"not good!"

Shengjun Qisha's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly activated his true energy defense!

Crack, click——

However, his true essence was shattered inch by inch under the influence of the falling soul bell!

Bang!

Shengjun Qisha screamed, was swept away by the ripples, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood!

boom!

Shengjun Qisha fell to the ground, in a panic!

"Suck points as compensation!"

The Primordial Holy Emperor chuckled, flicked his fingers, and a wisp of faint blue ripples flew out.

Directly devour the stele together with the evil spirit that leaked out.

In an instant, the stele dimmed and lost its spirit.

"what……"

Shengjun Qisha yelled in pain.

His true energy was completely exhausted!

buzzing-

The black stone tablet was suspended in front of him, making a buzzing sound, apparently seriously damaged.

"Bastard!" Shengjun Qisha roared.

It's a pity that no matter how much he struggles, he still can't escape Ripple's imprisonment.

His dantian, meridians and even his spiritual consciousness were all imprisoned!

"Damn it!" Shengjun Qisha gritted his teeth.

Chu Mo came indifferently: "You lost."

"Don't think about it!"

"My holy monarch has been invincible for thousands of years, and has never been defeated! How could I be defeated by a bastard like you today?"

Shengjun Qisha roared angrily.

But Chu Mo was unmoved and sneered.

The long sword in his hand was shining brightly.

scoff!

He pierced Shengjun Qisha's throat with a single sword!

"Um...you..."

Shengjun Qisha's eyes widened, and his pupils gradually became dilated.

He was not reconciled.

"This mask should be able to change a person's breath!"

Chu Mo looked at the ghost crying mask on Shengjun Qisha's face, and thought for a while.

He reached out to touch the mask, and a green light overflowed from under the mask.

"Ok?"

Chu Mo was taken aback.

He could actually perceive the scene under the mask through the mask!

That is an extremely beautiful and magnificent picture scroll!

Mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars are all vividly presented in front of your eyes.

In the picture scroll, there is a towering and majestic palace, exuding monstrous power!

"What a strong evil spirit!"

Chu Mo's expression changed slightly, and he drew out his long sword abruptly.

Thin lines of blood appeared on Shengjun Qisha's neck, and immediately collapsed, blood mist filled the sky.