Mo Yu's face changed slightly, and he raised his hand suddenly, grabbed the pounced object, and no matter how hard it struggled, he could not break free.

After his eyes fell, he saw clearly that what he was holding was a small beast with a scale armor that was almost exactly the same as the rocks on the ground. It curled up only the size of a palm, but it was so ferocious that it was terrifying. It opened its mouth and occupied half of its body. At this moment, it was struggling violently, and its round little eyes were full of violence.

Even such an inconspicuous little thing, whose resistance power is comparable to the initial level of the War King. He was caught off guard. I am afraid that a seventh-level monk might be torn through his throat by it.

Mo Yu frowned, and with a slight force on his hand, the little beast's body burst directly with a "puff", but what made his eyes shrink slightly was that the blood it splashed out was actually a faint black, revealing a smell of decay and death.

Uncontrollably, Mo Yu's fear in his heart became even heavier. Perhaps, this landing broken continent was even more dangerous than he expected.

Shaking his head and suppressing his mind, Mo Yu's soul merged directly into the sword beads, and suddenly there were seven or eight sword summoning breaths coming from all over the Broken Continent!

Different practitioners who practice can get different summoning and inspiration when they enter the continent, and this is also the reason why they can get the opportunity that is consistent with their own practice.

Take Mo Yu as an example. In addition to the summoning of the sword's breath, there are also souls, bloodlines, demonic ways, and even extremely weak beast-controlling summons.

But at this moment, what he was most concerned about was naturally the summoning of the breath of the sword.

When entering the "Ancient Sword Sect", Mo Yu's most important thing is to find the incomplete part of "Soul Sword" and try to use this trick to completely erase the sword beads. The purple gold sword shadow Orleans's consciousness will be eliminated forever.

Swish!

The light of spirit flashed, and his figure soared into the sky and headed straight for the nearest sword summoning place in the sense of consciousness.

In a blink of an eye, there was no trace of the figure.

...

The endless mud appeared in the sight of the mud, and bubbles appeared from time to time, breaking, and then they were venting disgusting and decaying smell into the air.

A huge beast's skeleton was half buried in the mud. If you look closely, you will find that there are countless black insects of branches in the skeleton, slowly squirming, constantly making "cracking" sounds of biting, which is creepy.

Suddenly, a space in the mud fluctuated violently, and an arrogant figure appeared from it, which was Ximen Jueyi of the Sword Sect!

"Pa", "Pa", "Pa"... The sounds are the bones bursting. Attracted by the fresh and flesh breath, countless black insects that eroded the bones of wild beasts suddenly flapped their wings and flew up, covering the sky and rolling!

Ximen Jue raised his hand and slashed forward!

Buzz!

The terrifying aura of the destruction sword exploded wildly from his body. In the void, infinite tiny sword light suddenly appeared, roaring across, shattering countless black insects, tearing a crack open in the terrifying insect tide, turning into a sword light and flying out!

Sensing the aura of the Sword Summoning that appeared in his mind, his eyes surged out from deep. He carefully identified it, suddenly turned around and headed straight for somewhere.

"Mo Yu, Yu Mo, you two are waiting, soon, I will settle everything with you!"

...

In just a short moment, hundreds of teleportation auras burst out in the Broken Continent. Most of the monks from all sides who had the summoning token had been teleported in and began to be excited and flew towards the summoning place in the sense.

At the same time, in the twisted space around the continent, countless monks are struggling to the death, and every moment, people are dead!

A team of seven or eight people is joining forces to resist the tearing force from the twisted space and fly towards the broken continent with difficulty. Every monk's face was covered with solemnity.

Among these monks, there was a young man with a cold expression, a pale face, and a long cloth bag behind him. It should be a long sword in the shape of a few people. He had not taken action for some reason.

"Fellow Daoist Jin Ming, I asked this person to join the team for your sake, but he never took action. Could it be that he wanted our brothers to be cannon fodder and send him to the treasure secret realm safely?" The monk with a long face spoke in a gloomy voice, with so many bad things on his face.

The monk surnamed Jin smiled bitterly and hurriedly comforted him: "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Li, I have seen fellow Taoist Daoist Jiance take action with his own eyes. His strength is extremely terrible, but he seems to have limitations in his actions. I think he is waiting for the right opportunity. With him here, it is absolutely beneficial to you and me."

The monk surnamed Li's face cleared slightly, turned around and looked at it, then nodded without saying much.

Jian Ce's expression was plain, and he seemed to hear the sound in his ears without hearing any of it. His eyes penetrated the twisted space ahead and fell on the outline of the broken continent that faintly emerged, with determination in his eyes.

...

A cloud roared from a distance, with a very fast speed, but it emitted no breath. Its slightly dark color perfectly blended with the sky. If it weren't for the distance or the time to see it, it wouldn't be noticed.

Mo Yu sat cross-legged in the clouds, showing a look of satisfaction in his eyes. One hundred thousand flowing clouds were indeed extraordinary. The speed and the effect of hiding breath were excellent, and it also changed its own color. It was undoubtedly the best among treasures for transportation!

With the help of this treasure, I really have less trouble along the way.

In a blink of an eye, it was the third day after Mo Yu entered the Broken Continent, not far from where the first sword summoned.

But at this moment, a wave came from afar. His brow suddenly frowned slightly, turned his head to look, and his eyes flashed.

There are countless treasures buried in the Broken Continent. When they arrive, they will be unearthed one after another. Those who are destined to be able to collect them. Some people even have obtained terrifying ancient holy weapons here, and their strength has skyrocketed with the help of treasures!

If the response is correct, this fluctuation should be a treasure that is born!

Although the direction is slightly deviated, it is not much different from the summoning of the sword aura in Mo Yu's sense. Therefore, after a little hesitation, the direction of the hundred thousand flowing clouds suddenly turned and headed straight to the source of the aura.

Mo Yu couldn't help but feel a little expectation in his heart when he encountered the first treasure unearthed from the broken continent.

On a low hill, the earth was shaking, and a long pink tulle treasure kept twisting like a living creature, rising from the ground.

On its surface, there is a layer of imprisonment power, but as time goes by, the imprisonment power is becoming weaker and weaker. When this power completely dissipates, it is when the treasure is unearthed and snatched.

Around the hills, three monks stood in the void, who looked handsome but had a feminine aura, with a faint smile on the corner of their mouths, and their eyes were even more gentle and passionate, sweeping by their side from time to time.

On the left is a monk with no expression on his face, observing his side at all times, his eyes full of fear.

The last one was a female cultivator wearing a plain long skirt, delicate hair bun, and a cold temperament. Her beautiful eyes were plain, and her eyes fell on the unearthed treasure, which looked a little worried. This treasure was the first to discover, but while waiting for the unearth, she attracted these two monks one after another.

Although she had not fought, she felt intuitively that the two had absolutely no weak cultivation. When the three sides fought, she had no treasure in her heart.

But now that things have come to this point, I can only act according to the opportunity.

Soon after.

Buzz!

The confinement power covering the pink yarn suddenly completely dissipated.

That's now!

Three monks set off almost at the same time and rushed towards this treasure.

But at this moment, the cold female cultivator's expression suddenly changed. The expressionless monk wanted her to punch her without warning. Without any preparation, she brushed her sleeves and made a light of inspiration, but she still groaned and her figure retreated quickly.

The young man had a feminine breath with a smile on his lips. He pointed out and directly penetrated a bright red gas into her body.

A hint of flushing suddenly climbed up the pretty face of the cold female cultivator. The woman cried in a low voice, "The Great Happy Sect of the Jiletian!"

The two of them secretly joined forces, and she had been plotted against her again, so she naturally did not dare to stay any longer and turned around and was about to escape.

"Where to go!"

"Stay here!"

The feminine young man and the expressionless monk shouted softly, and at the same time tried to stop him.

The cold female cultivator gritted her teeth to resist, but her face showed panic. The bright red gas that had already been suppressed had completely exploded at this moment. Her pretty face suddenly turned red, her body was soft, and her cultivation was gradually stagnant, and she couldn't even escape.

Thinking of the consequences of falling into the hands of the monk Huanxi Sect, the woman suddenly felt despair in her heart.

The feminine young man licked the corner of his mouth, "The female cultivator in the Jiuqing Realm is the most rewarding thing. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't be able to do it. Brother Zhang, the old rules, this female cultivator belongs to me, you go and collect the treasure."

It seems that this is not the first time these two have cooperated.

The monk surnamed Zhang nodded, but at this moment, the two of them suddenly changed their expressions and they turned around and looked at them.

Mo Yu waved his sleeves, and he immediately took away the hundred thousand liuyun. His eyes swept over and his brows couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Yu Mo!"

The feminine young man, the monk named Zhang shouted in a low voice, revealing endless fear. The former's eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice: "I discovered the treasure here first. Yumo, can you snatch it?"

Mo Yu looked at it, "Get out!"

The two of them were stunned and their faces turned red. Obviously, they didn't expect that he would be so arrogant. But thinking about what he saw in the Black Demon City, the two gritted their teeth, looked at each other, and turned around and flew away!

Mo Yu did not chase and took a step forward and took the unearthed treasure into his hand. Information about the treasure appeared directly in his mind. This is also the unique feature of the unearthed treasures on the Broken Continent.

Nine Heavens Colorful Yarn (Pink), a special defensive treasure for female cultivators, and a low-grade holy weapon.

Mo Yu was slightly stunned. Although he knew that most of the treasures unearthed from the Broken Continent were extremely precious, it was so simple that he harvested a holy weapon. Although it was only the lowest level, it was unimaginable in the outside world!

No wonder countless monks on the mainland risked more than half of their deaths and wanted to break in. Once they gain something, their strength would immediately increase!

People die for money and birds die for food, and even monks are no exception!

Fortunately, the repulsive power of the continent itself is broken and no immortal realm ancestors are allowed to enter. Otherwise, this place would have long been a place where immortal monsters from all sides wantonly plunder treasures, and there is no chance for them to enter and collect treasures.

Pressing his thoughts, Mo Yu put away the Nine Heavens Colorful Sand (Powder), glanced at the Nine Qing Realm female cultivator, summoned out 100,000 stream-clouds to leave directly, and disappeared from the end of his sight in a blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!