Swish-

The purple gold sword shadow slashes down!

"ah!"

A scream came from his mouth, the goatee's old man looked horrified, and fear emerged in his eyes. Before the sword could be cut off, he felt like he was about to destroy!

"Stop! Block! Block! Block for me!"

He looked crazy and threw out talismans with both hands one after another. After leaving his hands, he automatically burned them, turning into layers of protective forces, covering them.

Each of these talismans is extremely precious. It has been accumulated bit by bit over the years, but now it is spilled out with no chance.

As long as you can save your life, the rest is not important.

Because when you die, everything becomes empty!

The next moment, the sword shadow fell.

puff--

puff--

puff--

With the muffled sounds, layers of guardian power of talismans broke one after another, and the sword shadow slashed without any pause.

These talismans alone cannot stop it!

The goatee's face was bloodless and his eyes showed an extremely painful look, but at the critical moment of life and death, he did not dare to hesitate.

Buzz —

A layer of blood robes suddenly appeared outside his body, and countless runes written in blood were separated from their own way, whistling and circling in nothingness.

The purple gold sword shadow slashed down on it!

Bang—

The runes of the robe trembled violently, collapsed and shattered one by one, and were completely destroyed in a few breaths. But it eventually consumed the last destructive aura of destruction that wiped out everything, greatly reducing its power.

A bitter howl, the goatee stumbled back, and the blood dyed his robe red.

Mo Yu couldn't help but frown slightly, but his figure did not pause at all. He stepped heavily under his feet and his figure roared out.

"etc!"

The goatee spoke in a hurry, and his five fingers were already holding his neck. With just a little force, he could easily crush it. Once the body was destroyed, only his soul was left, and he was still at the slaughter of others.

As for some of the methods of burning souls, he didn't know how to do it, but he didn't dare or wanted to use it. If he ignited his soul, it would really disappear, and even the opportunity for reincarnation would be lost.

He swallowed with difficulty and said tremblingly: "The villain has no eyes and offends the majesty of fellow Taoists! If the fellow Taoists can spare me, the villain is willing to surrender and be driven for the rest of his life!"

Mo Yu's brows stretched out, his fingers loosened a little, "Take it serious?"

The goatee was happy and said hurriedly, "The little man is so brave that he will never dare to deceive fellow Taoists. I will let go of my mind and let my fellow Taoists set a ban mark and never resist!"

As he spoke, he indeed dissipated all his resistance and bowed his head slightly respectfully, but a little strange color flashed through his eyes.

"Okay." Mo Yu seemed to be unaware of anything, suddenly raised his hand and pointed it into a middle of his eyebrows. A black light emerged and turned into a rune, twisting like a living thing, and then disappeared into the flesh and blood.

After completing this, he let go of his hand and took a step back.

The awe on the goatee's face suddenly became weird, and the corners of his mouth were raised and smug, "Hahaha! Boy, no matter how strong your cultivation is, you can't escape my plan! You dare to use the prohibition mark on me, you really don't know how to live or die!"

He raised his hand and pointed forward suddenly, "Mirror flowers, water and moon, Yin and Yang are reversed!"

A rune suddenly appeared between Mo Yu's eyebrows. Its appearance was exactly what he left behind on the old goatee's eyebrows before.

But at this moment, he suddenly snorted coldly in his mouth.

The runes on the eyebrows trembled violently, and seemed to be hit by some kind of imminent force, and collapsed and dissipated directly.

The goatee's eyes suddenly widened, like a dying frog, but soon his body shivered, knelt down with a "thump" sound, and started to wail.

In his soul, a ball of cold and cold power suddenly burst out, sharp and domineering, as if he had pulled his consciousness bit by bit, but it did not harm the soul itself at all.

It is precisely because of this that the goatee is really afraid, because if Mo Yu is willing, he can torture him like this until he "has a good time" and then kill him easily.

It’s not that he was too careless, but that he never expected that the monk who looked like he was not old in front of him had such a way to make things develop to such a level.

"Ah! Master, please spare me, I was wrong!"

"I will never dare to do it again, please give me a chance!"

"Master, please spare me!"

The goatee-bearded old man rolled and begged for mercy. The pain of this consciousness being crushed little by little was penetrated deeply into his soul like a red soldering iron, making him really want to die.

But at this moment, he has lost the right to decide life and death.

Mo Yu looked at him wailing in pain without any expression. There was no fluctuation in his eyes.

It took him half an hour to snort coldly, stop punishing, and slowly said, "Do you still dare?"

He was instantly freed from the Avici Hell, causing the goatee's mind to appear in a moment. Mo Yu's voice easily spread into the deepest part of his soul, leaving a deep trace there that cannot be erased.

At the same time, all his consciousness awakened, his body trembled suddenly, and a strong sense of fear appeared in his weak eyes, "No... I will never dare again..."

"Don't pretend, the punishment just now will only make you suffer the pain of tearing your consciousness, and will not really hurt you. But remember, you only have this chance, and there will be next time. I promise that your soul will dissipate in ten times of pain."

With a "swish", the goatee-bearded old man burst into cold sweat all over his body, and fell down along the corner of his already wet robe. However, this man did not dare to wipe it at all, and knelt down and said, "Slave makes money, please see the master."

"Get up."

"yes."

He got up respectfully, carefully retreated behind him, looked at Mo Yu's back, and showed a complicated look in his mouth.

This evil star is clever and has a cold heart as hard as ice. In addition, he is meticulous, so it is probably extremely difficult to get rid of his clutches in the future.

But he would never admit defeat. Once he had the chance, he would run away immediately!

Humph!

So what about the soul ban? When he breaks through to the realm of the God King, he will naturally have the means to untie it!

Hum? How do I know that I can break through the God King realm soon and break free from control?

The old man with a strange name frowned. Fortunately, he had already adapted to his foresight and soon stopped thinking about it. He just gritted his teeth in his heart, "Wait, boy! When I become the god, I will definitely make you live and die!"

Mo Yu's expression was calm, and there was a robbery and killing sky bow, or it was called the gods who were once in the sequence of eternal life to guard the soul space at dusk. The old thing behind him tried to play tricks with him, so he naturally wanted to suffer.

As for whether Xingcai really surrendered, he didn't care at all. As long as he had enough powerful means, he would not be afraid that he would be able to make a big splash.

His eyes were coldly swept around, and Mo Yu did not pause at all, and shouted in a low voice: "Go!"

Swish-

A flash of inspiration, his figure roared out.
Chapter completed!