He used his magical power and summoned the Purple Gold Taoist Sword and the Six-Eyed God-Sealing Monument back with the Great Summoning Technique.

The two magic weapons returned to Luo Mo's hands. The Zijin Taoist Sword had been broken and seriously damaged. There were also cracks on the Six-Eyed Gods Monument. It was forcibly broken when the formation was formed. The power spread to the main body and was shattered.

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Fortunately, the essence of the two magic weapons has not been lost, and can be restored after re-warming and refining.

When the white-haired sword god saw the old god appear, he felt at ease. This was the sense of security that a Nine Heavens Quasi-Emperor could bring.

He also felt a little sorry for his weapon, because the god of the weapon kept wailing after being punched. A special force invaded the inside of the weapon, destroying many Dao patterns. The destructive power could not be dissipated for a long time, and cracks were everywhere.

"It seems that I can't suppress you today." Luo Mo said with some regret.

"Do you think you can survive?" The white-haired sword god was almost killed by a powerful sage like Luo Mo. He was so angry that only blood could wash away it.

Luo Mo didn't take his harsh words seriously and just said: "See you next time, I will suppress you with one move and I won't give anyone another chance to save you."

When the white-haired sword god heard this, his blood surged and his eyes turned red. He was about to have a seizure but was stopped by the old god.

The old god stared at Luo Mo with deep eyes. Being stared at by a quasi-emperor of the ninth heaven was enough to make people hairy, but Luo Mo was fearless and confident.

He put the Purple Gold Taoist Sword and the Six-Eyed Divine Conferment Monument into his body, and said to the white-haired sword god: "See you later."

"Isn't it too cheap to leave like this?"

The old god spoke, and although his tone was calm, it was like the calm before the storm, with a heart-stopping aura.

Killing intent!

Luo Mo, who has practiced mass killing techniques, is very sensitive to murderous intent.

"What, do you think you can keep me?"

With Kunlun protecting his body, what can this old god do to him in a short while?

The old god took a deep look at Luo Mo, then turned his attention to the formation spirit, and said: "Our god's organization is the descendant of the ancient heaven, and the emperor inherits the orthodoxy, why would you help outsiders?"

The old god set his target on Kunlun, because Kunlun is a fairy land. Emperor Zun personally attacked it back then, and also worked with Emperor Yuan to set up two imperial formations, and the great formation gods were born.

Although he is the quasi-emperor of the Nine Heavens, he can't do anything to the other party unless he attains enlightenment.

"It's better to come back, and my god organization will worship you."

The old god persuaded, with a hint of fire in his eyes.

This is Kunlun!

With two complete imperial formations, led by him, the quasi-emperor of the ninth heaven, even the supreme being in the restricted area can face it head-on!

Who doesn't want that?

The formation spirit looked at the severed palm that fell on the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountain and said disdainfully: "Who do you think you are?"

Do you really think that I am a great god with no brain for physics?

You, an old man, whose strength is average among the people he has seen, and who is not the most powerful among your peers, how can you compare with a monster like Luo Mo, a great sage and quasi-emperor?

The formation spirit has a wish, that is, to visit the fairyland, and who can help him fulfill this wish?

There is no doubt that this old man is not good, he believes in Luo Mo more.

Throughout the ages, there has been no more powerful evil genius than him. If he can't do it, then no one can do it.

The old god didn't expect that the formation spirit would despise him so much. After all, he is also a descendant of the heaven. Everyone is in the same group. How can you, an formation spirit, help outsiders?

"It seems that we have to use some means."

The old god took out a horn and exuded an aura that had the same origin as the Kunlun Formation.

"Depend on."

Luo Mo felt that something was wrong. This horn might affect the Kunlun formation, so he immediately used the Great Summoning Technique, using the fetal blood of the innate holy body as a guide.

Beidou, Zishan, the bells are ringing.

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Countless saints in the star field felt something at this moment and looked towards the sky.

This was especially true in the Eternal Star Territory, where the feeling was most obvious. Terrifying fluctuations full of destructive aura came from the depths of the universe, as if there were giant beasts in the starry sky tearing up the sea of ​​stars.
Chapter completed!