Looking down, this Three-life Ghost King face bead has not been completely condensed and formed, otherwise it would not be the size of a cat's eye, and it did not lead to the transformation of the other two ghost face beads.

Mo Yu felt a little regretful in his heart, but he quickly shook his head with a smile.

Even if it is just a semi-finished ghost king face bead, combined with the twin ghost face beads, the power will be unimaginable!

This gain is enough to make any monk jealous, how can he not be satisfied?

The power of this ghost face flower is stronger than he expected to condense the Three Life Ghost King face bead!

If you hadn't taken advantage of the situation and use the Xuanhuang Sword to severely damage it, it might not have been so easy.

Taking a breath and calming down his mind, Mo Yu injected a trace of divine thoughts, and the three ghost face beads suddenly had a little connection. When they encountered an enemy, they would definitely be a big killing weapon!

At this moment, Mo Yu's face changed slightly, and he suddenly looked up and looked around the valley.

A huge shadow suddenly appeared in sight, unable to see its figure clearly, only those red eyes released a fierce murderous intent!

The terrible aura swept through the void, causing stormy waves!

"roar!"

A roar sounded from mid-air, and a few red thunder flashed by, and the lightning illuminated the figure of this object.

It has a similar appearance to a monk, with a slender face and a large open mouth full of hideous fangs.

Behind them, the two flesh wings spread out, and the gust of wind aroused as they fanned.

But this is not the end.

The valley shook, the ground immediately shattered, and a strange rhizome plant emerged from the cracks and spread out quickly.

Mo Yu could feel it clearly that all the attention of these three fell on the three ghost-faced beads in his hand... They should be the enemies of the ghost-faced flower, and are now attracted by its death!

Without any hesitation, he stepped heavily under his feet and the ground burst, and Zhong Mo Yu's figure retreated out like lightning.

The ghost-faced flower that can give birth to the Three-Life Ghost King Face Bead is so terrifying that it is unimaginable. Those who can be enemies with it must be the same level.

Faced with three such terrifying existences, even if Mo Yu burst out with all his strength, the result would be unpredictable.

In this way, it is best to go naturally!

The strange creature in the shadow roared, and a cloud surged out, turning into gray chains, whistling through the void.

In the air, a strange creature with flesh-winged wings suddenly opened its mouth, and red thunder suddenly burst out, as thick as a water column.

The rhizomes that emerged from the cracked earth suddenly roared and fell into the monk's ears. There were countless sharp howls, and countless rhizomes danced wildly!

Mo Yu frowned, and the face beads of the Three Life Ghost King in his hand emitted black light at the same time, each with a green-faced and fanged ghost face emerging from it, and he roared silently.

The bodies of three strange and fierce creatures stumbled at the same time, and the attacks emitted by them resulted in a hint of stagnation.

Seizing this opportunity, Mo Yu's figure flashed one after another, bringing countless afterimages in the air, avoiding the attacks of the three parties, and retreating wildly outside the valley.

Soon, the angry roar of three strange creatures came from behind.

...

Half an hour later, Mo Yu stopped, gasped, and his face turned pale.

Fortunately, there is the Three Life Ghost King Face Bead, otherwise he would have no way to get rid of the pursuit behind him.

Thinking of the power of the three strange creatures, even with his will, he couldn't help but feel cold behind him.

"It's worthy of being the real hell!" Mo Yu sighed lowly, suppressed his thoughts, and his eyes swept and quickly fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the Xuanhuang Sword appeared and pierced into the ground with a flash.

With a loud "rumbling" sound, the Xuanhuang Sword flew back into his hand after more than ten breaths, and a round deep hole appeared on the ground.

Mo Yu jumped into it and covered the remaining huge rock with the hole. Unless he approached here, he would never be discovered in the hell where the divine mind was suppressed.

More than ten meters deep underground, it was carved into a circular space with a diameter of more than meter, which was not large but was enough for temporary use.

Mo Yu sat cross-legged, and made runes one after another with both hands, turning them into powerful restrictions, imprisoning all the auras here.

After careful sensing, he confirmed that there was nothing wrong, so he closed his eyes and began to practice.

This time, he fought with the Ghost Face Flower and was chased by three strange creatures. His power was greatly damaged and he suffered some injuries.

This state is extremely dangerous in hell. Therefore, Mo Yu is so cautious and finds a place to recuperate for himself.

...

A figure fell to the ground like a big rock, and with a loud "boom", it smashed a deep pit on the ground.

Countless cracks spread.

In a muffled groan, Jin Dao's face turned red, but he swallowed a mouthful of blood, allowing the injury to become heavier.

With backhand, a round stone appeared in the hand. There were two cracks on the surface of the object, exuding a strong breath of time.

Without any movement, the moment the round stone fell into his hand, the breath of Jindao completely disappeared from the world.

He closed his eyes and lay at the bottom of the deep pit, like a piece of dead wood, motionless.

Soon, a red figure roared in the sound of breaking through the air.

Swish-

Its figure stopped where the golden path fell, and its scarlet eyes slowly swept across the surroundings.

But no matter how it searches, the aura in its lockdown has completely dissipated.

With an angry roar, the red figure raised his hands, and a ball of red light condensed, then exploded into countless thin lines and shot towards the earth.

Puff...puff...puff...

Amid countless muffled sounds, countless small holes appeared on the ground, and they were not bottom-out.

The red figure's nose sniffed in the air, and soon let out a low growl, locking his eyes in one direction.

call out--

Its figure roared away.

After a few breaths, Jin Dao at the bottom of the pit could no longer suppress his physical injuries. Blood instantly poured out, soaking his robe.

He looked up and showed a pale face, but his eyes were calm. With a wave of his hand, a blood suddenly disappeared in his palm and was teleported to a distance by the power of the stone beads.

It is precisely because of this that he can lead this monster away.

Click—

Another crack was added to the stone bead.

Jin Dao took a deep breath, his body shook, and his blood-stained robe shattered directly, revealing seven terrifying blood holes on his body.

But at this moment, the blood and flesh were squirming, and the blood holes had stopped bleeding.

Taking out a new robe on the boat, Jin Dao jumped out of the deep pit, and identified the direction slightly, and his figure quickly left.

...

A young man surnamed Kong pointed his fingers into the void. Every finger fell, a golden word appeared. At the same time, a great scholar's figure was penetrated.

In a blink of an eye, he fell forty-nine fingers.

"Religious Face!"

In his sleeves, forty-nine golden words whizzed away, covering the figure of a middle-aged monk on the ground.

puff--

A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the young man surnamed Kong suddenly turned pale. Without any hesitation, he turned around and galloped away.

He was seriously injured, but his eyes became brighter.
Chapter completed!