"die!"

In the vastness, with a cold snorkeling sound, in Yu Zhou Yu's eyes, green flames roared towards the place where he and Su Feixuan were, and Yu Yaohuo's hands.

This fire is extremely fast.

After leaving the fire three feet outside, it rolled up the vastness and set off a green sea of ​​fire.

Looking at this scene, Zhou Yu's eyes moved away from Su Feixuan, who was vomiting blood and was depressed by the mirror of nothingness.

"Five elements...Sword Qi Lotus!"

He endured the drowsiness that came from his soul, and his hands turned into swords and pointed at them forward.

Clam, Clam, Clam...

A series of sharp sword energy burst out from his fingers and flew towards the whistling sea of ​​green fire.

When I was silently reciting the three words "Sword Qi Lotus" in my heart, there was a more surging sword light, like a blooming colorful lotus that exploded. As soon as it appeared, the endless stream of sword energy would lie within a hundred feet.

Screaming...

But the moment this sword energy came into contact with the green fire, under the scorching intention of the green sea of ​​fire, it began to collapse continuously.

"combine!"

Zhou Yu's pupils shrank, and when he pulled the sword technique in his hand, the sword energy that rushed out suddenly closed, like a petal closed. As the control range continued to shrink, the defense power was increasing rapidly.

"You are just two ordinary human races who can actually take away the nine-yuan power from you. As the saint of the demon world in this generation, you really disappoint me."

Looking at Zhou Yu and Su Feixuan who were reluctantly supporting him in the green sea of ​​fire, the fire gaze looked at the saint of the demon world on the altar along the nine-yuan power that flowed backwards.

"You are not shaking fire, who are you?"

The Holy Son of the Demon Realm ignored the power of the nine-yuan flowing back, glanced at Zhou Yu, who was gradually submerged by the green sea of ​​fire, and looked up at the yaohuo who was in the air.

"Yaohuo's cultivation is not as strong as you, and his flame should be Han Frost."

"Before asking me these words, should I tell me your name... junior." Yaohuo looked down at the demon world's holy son with solemn eyes, and Yu Guang looked at the seven soul lamps lit on the altar, and said meaningfully.

"Demon World, Mo Shang!"

"Good name... Although you disappointed me a little, you have successfully triggered the remnant thoughts of the Nine Yuan Tian Silkworm and condensed the body of the Tian Silkworm; as a reward, I allow you to see the complete Seven-Life Soul-Sculpting Technique."

Looking at the eyes of the demon world's saint son, Qian Ruoxingchen, Shahuo slowly raised his right hand.

As he waved his palm, five soul lamps of different colors appeared behind him. These soul lamps surrounded him and formed a strange round of soul light.

"I, centipede!"

As the words sounded, the soul light behind him suddenly burst out with a hazy halo, illuminating the shadow of the sky silkworm on the altar.

Under this light, Mo Shang's eyes showed a look of astonishment.

He looked up and saw that the eyes of the phantom of the sky silkworm slowly opened at this moment.

"A thought of flowers blooming for a hundred kalpas, and seven lives return to the original soul-burning lamp; nine generations, nine turns, nine Yuan changes, and eight petals, and one Yuan will be born!" As the fire, who claimed to be a hundred feet, was produced a set of magic tricks in the chanting.

Mo Shang was shocked to find that on the altar where he was sitting, the seven soul lamps burst out with strong light at this moment.

Swallowing...

This light roared from the soul lamp like chains, and rushed straight into the shadow of the sky silkworm above its head.

Bang, bang, bang......

The soul lamp chains seemed to have taken root, firmly binding the shadow of the Jiuyuan Tian Silkworm.

"Chaos do not distinguish between true illusion, and when false, they are used as false, they shape the real body... gather!"

As this sound fell, the phantom of the Jiuyuan Tian Silkworm roared silently in the vastness of Yu Yaohuo.

In the roar, the nine-yuan power that broke through the air sank frantically penetrated into the mouth of the Tiancan.

At the same moment, countless vast auras rolled in the place where the Jiuyuan Tian Silkworm was.

Among both, the Nine Yuan Tian Silkworm, which was originally just a phantom, began to become solid and move from nothingness to reality.

It is reuniting the body.

Mo Shang looked up at this scene, and as he realized in his heart, a feeling of vague palpitations began to arise leisurely.

But at this moment, he couldn't stop it.

Because with the full use of the seven-life soul-shaping technique, he had lost control of the altar under him and the shadow of the sky silkworm.

In fact, the moment the phantom of the sky silkworm condensed, he found that he could no longer escape from the altar.

Therefore, during the previous battle with Zhou Yu, he deliberately provoked with words.

"Fortunately, they successfully loosened the nine-yuan power... Although I don't know what you want to do, I can vaguely guess the purpose of this Seven-Life Soul-Sculpture Art."

With this in one thought, Mo Shang began to use the incomplete Seven-Life Soul-Sculpting Art and Fire to compete for control of the Nine Yuan Tian Silkworm.

But under the place where he was sitting, a trace of fluctuation began to spread and merge into the altar.

Because this wave is obscure, and as the true body of the Jiuyuan Tian Silkworm continues to condense, the outside world's centipedes are completely aware of this.

But when he was helping the Jiuyuan Tian Silkworm successfully condense his complete body and thus completely control it, the fluctuations under Mo Shang's body had stopped.

......

"break!"

With a roar, in the green sea of ​​fire, with a roar, a sword energy roared out of it. In just a few breaths, Zhou Yu took Su Feixuan and escaped from the sea of ​​fire.

The moment he left the sea of ​​fire, his pupils suddenly shrank.

In the void ahead, a giant sky silkworm suddenly appeared in front of him.

Unlike the previous phantom, the Jiuyuan Tian Silkworm at this moment emits a jade-like light all over its body, and there are seven pairs of wings as thin as cicadas behind it.

His eyes had closed, but there was an unshakable aura sweeping out in all directions.

"Oh, I can actually escape from the sea of ​​fire. No wonder I can snatch the nine yuan power from this waste." Looking at Zhou Yu who was separated from the sea of ​​fire, Baihuo glanced in surprise.

"Okay, I have planned for a thousand years and I have to need one or two audiences to witness my capture of the power of the nine-yuan silkworm."

"Seven souls gather to worship the vast land, and one life is touched by the centipede!"

As this sentence fell, Zhou Yu saw the shaking wind claiming to be a hundred-legged one, and his finger pointed at Mo Shang, the saint of the demon world located at the heart of the Tiancan Silkworm.

There is the Nine Yuan Tian Silkworm that has condensed its true body at this moment, and the only place is the phantom.

Bang!

But with the help of the centipede, a hazy light roared out.

Zhou Yu saw that the Holy Son of the Demon Realm, who thought he was very scheming and had a very good plan, exploded and burst out with blood mist at the moment when the misty soul light fell.

In this blood mist, the only place where the Nine Yuan Tian Silkworm was the phantom, and it began to condense into a solid body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"roar!"
Chapter completed!