The Blue Star Domain is named after the mutated blue star. The water-colored light fills the void, quiet and graceful. But at this time, this area, which has always been quiet and rarely visited, has become extremely lively due to the emergence of mysterious relics.

The nothingness shattered from time to time, tearing apart a huge crack. Through the cracks, one of the floating palaces could be vaguely seen, with a magnificent momentum, and countless spiritual lights lingered around the surroundings, rippling with a terrifying aura.

Several figures were surrounding the hall, and their every move burst out with strong cultivation, fighting against the strangulation of the ruins. Due to the violent twists and fluctuations of the space, the body stretched and shortened from time to time, which seemed quite strange.

But more monks chose to stay outside, staring at the ruins, and hot greed flashed from time to time in the depths of their eyes.

Suddenly, a figure was forcibly shaken from the crack in the space. Blood was gushing out of his mouth and nose, but his eyes were filled with ecstasy. It was just because he was holding a black bell in his hand, trembling "buzzing", emitting a terrifying aura.

"Advanced Artifact!"

In amazement, dozens of figures flew out from the crowd, and each of them emitted an extremely powerful aura. The strong man hidden in the crowd finally chose to take action after the treasure came out.

Boom-

Boom-

More than a dozen magical powers crossed the sky, swept the power of heaven and earth, and made a sound of great waves surging in the rivers and seas. The sound was extremely terrifying. The monk who brought out the treasures from the ruins turned ecstasy in his eyes, and his figure was instantly flooded by the light of the magical power, and directly turned into ashes, and his body and spirit were destroyed.

A moment later, a powerful god general finally overwhelmed his opponent and grabbed the black little clock into his hand. A blood mist spurted out from the pores all over his body at the same time, which instantly burned, wrapped around his figure, and turned into a blood rainbow and howled away.

The battle for treasures came to an end, but in a short period of time, three gods had already died on the spot, which was tragic.

A monk was shocked at the periphery of the ruins. Although he had seen many battles at the level of the gods, he was still so shocking. Most of their cultivation was in the divine realm. When they approached the ruins, they were looking for death, but they were unwilling to retreat like this, so they watched from afar, and secretly had a bit of luck in their hearts.

Among this crowd, two figures, one old and one young, stopped silently, and their breath was perfectly restrained and did not attract any attention. The young man was wearing a black robe, with a handsome and resolute face. At this moment, his brows were slightly frowning and suddenly said, "Let's go."

The old man lowered his eyebrows and thought that he was a slave. At this moment, he was a little disappointed when he heard this, but he did not dare to go against his wishes, so he hurriedly turned around and followed.

"Hmph! I thought it was something amazing, but I didn't expect that I was so timid that I didn't even dare to look at it. But it would be better if I left earlier, so I wouldn't accidentally get involved in the fight and ruin my life in vain." A sneer suddenly came from the side, and the monk with a slightly gloomy eyebrows were raised. At this moment, his eyebrows were slightly frivolous and he looked mocking.

The young man in black robe looked at him, but his face did not change at all. However, a pretty female cultivator next to him suddenly showed helplessness, smiled and apologized, and turned around and glared at the monk.

Her fiancé is always too sensitive. She looked at the master and servant a few more times before, but she felt that among the monks, they seemed to be too calm and had no other meaning.

The monk's face darkened and was about to continue speaking, but when the old man in the head looked at it, his aura suddenly became weaker and he lowered his head and dared not speak anymore.

The young man in black robe did not pause, flew away with the old servant behind him, and soon disappeared.

Looking at the background of the two, the old man in green robe showed a little suspicious face and whispered: "It is not as good as being in the sect when going out. Be careful in everything and don't cause unnecessary trouble... These two people may not be simple, but since they have left, I think there will be no more twists and turns."

The few juniors behind him respectfully said that they were, but the monk who spoke up had a little dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes while bowing his head. Such a timid and cowardly person did not need to be treated so cautiously. Uncle Master is too careful!

Mo Yu's expression was plain and did not take what had happened just now. Instead, Xingcai was resentful and gritted his teeth and said, "Master, why should you bear it? This junior boy said disrespectful. According to the old slave, he must have slapped him a few times, and the blood was flowing into his memory."

Yu Luo, the figure in front of him did not respond at all. Xingcai grinned, thinking about the treasures in the ruins, and finally continued to speak, "Master, are we really leaving like this? Although there are many monks here, there are no one who can be enemies with the master. As long as you take action, you will be able to obtain the treasures in the ruins, you will be able to capture them."

Mo Yu suddenly turned around, his eyes showing strong oppression, "I don't want to cause accidental trouble. If you want to seize the treasures of ruins, you can choose to take action on your own."

Xingcai immediately closed his mouth. He knew his cultivation level. If he had not suppressed Mo Yu, he would have to look for death with his face.

"Take out the treasure ship and let's leave here." Mo Yu glanced around, and for some reason, a little inexplicable dullness arose in his heart, and his expression became a little more gloomy.

Seeing this, Xingcai dared not say anything more. As for whether he was angry or scolding in his heart, only he knew it.

Swish-

The light of inspiration flashed, and the dark golden boat appeared. The two of them were stepping into it. But Mo Yu's mind trembled suddenly and he raised his head and looked forward.

A figure was coming from afar. He stepped on the Void, and every step he took could penetrate the endless space. The extremely terrifying aura spread out, causing Void to collapse inch by inch, forming a straight black channel around him, and his eyes fell, giving people a strong psychological impact!

When I first met, this person was still far away, but in a flash, he was already close to him.

"snort!"

A cold snorted, and it exploded above everyone's heads like rolling thunder.

"I want the ruins here, you all get out!"

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves, which immediately made nothingness, causing a shocking "rumbling" sound!

A powerful person in the God King realm, even if he just hits casually, his power is earth-shaking!

At a corner of the entire edge of the ruins, countless monks fell into the range of this attack, and their faces were shocked. They were slapped away like flies in panic. The mouth and nose were sobbing and blood fell to the ground, but they did not dare to have any resentment. Instead, they had to bow to thank the God for not killing, and then left in a hurry.

Mo Yu and Xingcai were also within this attack range. His eyes flashed with a sharp look, but it quickly calmed down without making any resistance. He was directly shaken out like a monk around him, and his face turned pale.

Xingcai's cultivation was even worse, and his mouth was bleeding one after another, and his eyes were filled with fear.

Mo Yu grabbed him, turned around and ran away, his heart extremely heavy.

This is the real God-Lord Realm powerhouse, and his strength is terrifying!

The unrefined chaotic energy in his body has been exhausted, and it is impossible for him to burst out the terrifying Huangquan finger of the Haoyang Sect. The only thing he could resist was the trump card of Death Night.

But this technique is far beyond the level he can reach. Once used, he will kill the enemy and will also fall into a dead Jedi.

In other words, unless he wants to die with the enemy, he will have to endure and avoid the powerful person in the Divine King realm.

"Gongyang Luzhuang, as a powerful man in the God King realm, is too terrible to take action against these young people." A voice suddenly came from behind, accompanied by that same terrible aura.

It turned out to be... another powerful man from the Divine King Realm has arrived!

The cold light flashed in Mo Yu's eyes, and he silently recited the name several times in his heart. The spiritual light outside his body increased greatly, and the speed became faster and faster. But even so, he still did not leave here before the danger came.

Without any warning, the two powerful gods took action at the same time, and the entire space suddenly turned into a sea of ​​anger. The violent power fluctuations directly tear the low-level monks who were closer to pieces.

Howling, horror, despair, endless sounds.

Mo Yu gritted his teeth and his introverted cultivation finally broke out at this moment, like a big fish struggling. After tearing apart the impact waves from behind, he finally escaped with Xingcai.

puff--

A mouthful of blood was sprayed out, and the injuries he had already suffered suddenly became even worse. But his figure did not stop at all. The inspiration burst out again, and it galloped away like a burning meteor.

It was not until the terrifying power fluctuation behind him that Mo Yu stopped, and another mouthful of blood was spewing out of his mouth, his eyes became more dim. His eyes swept away a broken continental fragment not far away, a desolate and desolate scene. He raised his legs and wanted to fly here.

After falling down, Mo Yu waved his sleeves and several sword lights sank directly into the rocks in front of him, shattering the cut stones into powder, forming a simple stone cave.

Walking into it, he threw Xingcai, who was unconscious, aside. He sat cross-legged and began to suppress the injuries in his body.

Half an hour later, after his injury stabilized, Mo Yu took out four or five healing pills from the storage ring, opened his mouth and swallowed it to continue healing.

Time passed in silence, Xingcai woke up with a faint cry, his eyes still a little confused, but soon he jumped up like a burning butt. He touched the storage ring in his hand and couldn't help feeling relieved. Fortunately, the wealth he had accumulated over the years is still there. If it is lost, it is really better to die.

"I'll bastard your whole family has a look! Two little things in the God King realm dare to hurt me! When Mr. Xingcai recovers his cultivation, he will definitely crush you to death with his fingers!" He cursed for a while, and his heart was slightly depressed, and Xingcai felt that his breathing was much smoother.

At this moment, Mo Yu's eyes suddenly opened, he looked at him coldly, and shouted: "Shut up!"

Xingcai suddenly shivered, and then he realized that the evil star was healing his wounds. Thinking of his previous performance, he couldn't help but feel scared and sweating. He hurriedly lowered his head. After a while, when he looked up, Mo Yu had entered the state of cultivation again. He felt relieved and then became furious! You Mo Yu, you dare to be so rude to Mr. Xingcai. Just wait. When Mr. Xingcai recovers his cultivation level, see how to torture you!

Just as he was thinking, Xingcai's eyes fell on his pale face, and he couldn't help but be stunned. Then he realized that if it weren't for the evil star in front of him, he would have been dead just now. His face was a bit unwilling to be clear and unwilling to think, "Hmph, for your contribution to saving me, Mr. Xingcai will not care about you in this matter, but we still have to calculate the previous accounts one by one!"

Mo Yu naturally didn't know what he was thinking at this moment... Of course, if he could know, Xingcai would not dare to have such thoughts even if he had been beaten to death.

As the power of the elixir spread and his own repair, his injuries began to recover. His originally pale face gradually became a little more bloody, and his breathing became much smoother and longer. And it could be felt vaguely that Mo Yu's cultivation was a little stronger than before.

Everything is developing in a good direction. If nothing unexpected happens, when Mo Yu's injury stabilizes, the two will continue to climb back to the plane.

But things always make waves suddenly when they are dull.

Mo Yu's face turned red without warning, like a red soldering iron burned in charcoal fire, and his body emitted extremely terrifying high temperature. His black robe almost instantly turned into nothingness.
Chapter completed!