A hidden cave, Mo Yu let go of suppression, and a stream of white luck suddenly burst out like a river.

roar--

With a roar, the dragon of luck appeared, absorbing the power of luck, and its body swelled wildly.

In the blink of an eye, it reached twenty feet, and then continued to break through, reaching thirty feet... In the end, it stayed at thirty-seven feet.

After the huge increase in size, the dragon of luck became more solid, like a living creature, with its scales on its body appearing light black, and its dark gold horns on its head grew much larger, and it opened its teeth and claws in the air, making people feel impatient!

This comes from the luck of God Liu and a group of powerful saint demons. If he wants to be unfavorable to Mo Yu, he will be killed by him and seize his luck.

At the same time, in Mo Yu's soul space, the dark red vortex on the altar was spewing red light, which was extremely strange. However, there was a powerful bloodline power that was refined and refined and flowed out, forming a brilliant waterfall, injected into his body.

The bloodline grew in cheers, and you can clearly feel that terrifying power flows in every inch of flesh and blood, and is constantly increasing at an astonishing speed!

It is one step closer to obtaining the gift of heavenly way to break through the imperial rank!

After a long time, when everything returned to peace, Mo Yu opened his eyes completely and there was lightning in the void. The invisible powerful momentum spread from the body to the outside, containing infinite majesty.

"So strong! My current body is just a simple force, and it can seriously injure the Yintong." Mo Yu spoke in a low voice, his eyes showing joy, but he soon returned to peace.

"If you want to get the gift of the way of heaven, the easier it will be... In less than ten years, I must do my best to complete it. Only by breaking through the imperial level can you win the greatest opportunity in the assessment of the beast god."

Today, at the Beast God Wall, the powerful Holy Demon Clan killed the powerful people, but Mo Yu would never underestimate the monks in this world because of this.

The Holy Demon Realm, which has not experienced a great disaster and has completed unification, has its overall strength far above Xuanhuang. From this, it can also be inferred that the strong people in this world must be extremely powerful.

I’m afraid that the saint demons and the real strong people in the ear and nose worlds are still in retreat and practicing to welcome the upcoming assessment of the beast god.

At that time, there will inevitably be a big battle!

Mo Yu's face was solemn, but his eyes became brighter, without any fear.

If you can't even get through this bumpy situation, how can you talk about traversing the two realms and avenge the Xuanhuang clan in the future?

In the ancient land, he helped him continue to become stronger with the blood of the geniuses in both worlds.

It is also considered that he has recovered some interest for countless dead tribe members.

Taking a breath to calm down the thoughts in my heart, Mo Yu stood up long, took a step forward, and his figure roared away.

"The Jinman Tribe Trade Fair is approaching, but I have to hurry up. The Mirage Beast Map cannot be missed."

During a few flashes, Mo Yu's figure swept away and disappeared from the end of his sight.

...

The fog is filled with great fog, not ordinary white, but it emits a faint golden light, with the highest majesty.

A figure was cross-legged in the fog. His body was slender and his face was slightly blurred. Just a blurred figure naturally showed abundant pressure, as if the world was about to crawl at his feet.

Suddenly, the figure opened his eyes, calm and majestic, and said lightly: "What happened? It disturbed my practice."

He raised his hand and grabbed forward.

The golden mist surging, forming a vortex that wrapped his palms inside.

Soon, the man took back his palm, and a piece of white bone had already been added to the palm of his hand.

After a few breaths, the figure hummed low, and the golden mist in the sky surged violently, like a river returning to the sea, all of which merged into his body, revealing the figure of this person.

He looked like a twenty-seven or eight years old, wearing a black and gold robe, handsome and majestic, like a god coming.

"Slaughter the strong men of our tribe and weaken the fortunes of our tribe. No matter who you are, you must die."

With a low moan, the figure of this person moved, unable to see his movements at all, and disappeared.

...

"Interesting, the Holy Demon Realm suffered a great loss this time." The monk from the red robe gloated and looked smiling. He looked down and looked, "Are you sure that kid Jin Zun has come out of seclusion?"

Below, a strongest person in the Avici Emperor level spoke respectfully, "Yes, the news has been confirmed."

The monk with red robe smiled even brighter, "Give me your orders and try my best to investigate the news about Mo Yu. I suddenly became interested in him."

"Yes, sir!" The strongest man in the imperial rank turned around and retreated, but kept sneering in his heart.

If you dare to kill the strong man of our clan, the Lord of Blood Robe will take action personally, which will definitely make you regret coming to this world.

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Chapter completed!