He stared at Qin Mo, as if he were looking at a monster.
He knows the strength of Yang Yunkun best.
He has personally experienced how domineering Falling Star Palm is.
At the beginning, when he and Yang Yunkun were sparring, the opponent only used three-thirds of his Falling Star Palm and almost knocked him out of his wits.
And the current palm, not to mention it is very powerful, is at least eight points strong.
Qin Mo actually resisted without any injuries, which was incredible.
But in fact, it was not surprising that Qin Mo resisted this palm.
His five spiritual roots exploded together, and coupled with the power of Tianmen, they were naturally able to block this attack.
However, his heavenly gate is above the ninth heaven and cannot be seen by mortals.
Therefore, even if he summoned the Tianmen, others would mistakenly think that he had done nothing.
"It's rude to come back without reciprocating, it's time for you to try my methods!"
Qin Mo's eyes were dark.
The Black God Pearl circulated and erupted with powerful spiritual light.
Deep in his mind, the dark sword shadow shook violently, turning into wisps of divine patterns and overflowing.
boom……
Everyone's eyes were suddenly shrouded in darkness.
In the darkness, black towers stand.
These black towers are high or low, large or small, and they all exude a desolate and sinister atmosphere.
And inside each black tower, there is a sword intent suppressed.
These sword intentions are all kinds of strange, some are sacred, some are bloody, some are strong, some are feminine...
However, they have been suppressed in the Black Tower for tens of thousands of years, and they have accumulated a lot of resentment.
Like a prisoner in a deep prison, he is full of rage and kills people on sight.
These sword intentions were collected by the Black God throughout his life.
Every time the Black God kills a strong swordsman, he will suppress their sword intent.
Over time, this "Black God Sword Prison" was formed.
Once these black towers are opened, all kinds of sword intentions that have been harboring resentments for tens of thousands of years will rush out and destroy the world.
Black God relied on this move to defeat countless enemies more powerful than himself.
Now, Qin Mo has inherited the Black God Pearl and naturally controls the Black God Sword Prison.
"The three thousand black towers of the Black God Sword Prison. Although I can only open 1% of them now, it is enough to threaten this guy."
Qin Mo's heart was extremely calm.
Under his control, thirty black towers were opened, and thirty sword intentions were like tigers coming out of their cages, emitting an aura that frightened everyone.
"Kill me!"
With Qin Mo's thought, these thirty sword intentions rushed towards Yang Yunkun.
Yang Yunkun's face changed drastically, and he could only see the dark void in front of him, as if a series of ferocious evil spirits were rushing towards him, trying to tear him into pieces.
Being in the Black God Sword Prison itself will be a great mental shock.
Coupled with this overwhelming resentment, it is easy to fall into a state of panic.
At this moment, various sword intents rushed towards him, destroying the enemy's last psychological defense line.
Anyone with a weaker will would surrender on the spot.
However, Yang Yunkun was not in chaos.
As one of the four elders of the Beast Emperor Sect, he has also experienced many dangerous situations and risked his life countless times.
Facing this terrifying Black God Sword Prison, Yang Yunkun showed great determination.
He simply closed his eyes and used his mind power as a barrier to block out all external interference.
In this case, mental shock will not have much effect on him.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Yunkun activated his Nine Ultimate Hegemony Body with all his strength, raising his defense power to the extreme.
"I have practiced hard for two armors of the Nine Ultimate Hegemony Body and have reached the state of perfection. I don't believe you can hurt me."
Yang Yunkun roared like rolling thunder.
If you don't have such confidence, how can you fight against the Black God Sword Prison?
Boom...
In an instant, thirty sword intents swarmed up, like waves crashing on the shore, like a volcano erupting, and the resentment that had been accumulated for tens of thousands of years was vented on Yang Yunkun.
The gold on Yang Yunkun's body was blown away into thin air.
Sword marks were all over his body.
However, this guy does have a profound background. Even if the Jiu Jue Hegemony was broken, he only suffered some superficial injuries.
The top ten masters in the Eastern Region are by no means in vain.
"It's such a pity. It's just a short step away from severely injuring this guy."
Qin Mo was amazed at the strength of his opponent.
However, he was still extremely satisfied with his attempt at this move.
The sword prison he opened was only 1%.
If it could be opened by 10%, and three hundred sword intents could swarm it, how terrifying would that be?
"What happened?"
"What on earth was that just now? It was terrible!"
As the Black God Sword Prison dispersed, everyone present woke up as if from a dream.
Everyone was sweating coldly, and their hearts were greatly frightened.
Although the Black God Sword Prison targeted Yang Yunkun, bystanders were also drawn into it.
Even if you are a bystander and feel the boundless violence of the Black God Sword Prison, you will naturally be greatly shocked mentally.
"Senior Yang, you...are you injured?"
The white-bearded old man was simply stunned.
The golden clothes on Yang Yunkun's body have been stained a large area red.
Although those sword marks could not hurt his foundation, they were like a loud slap on his face.
As one of the four elders of the Beast Emperor Sect and one of the ten strongest men in the Eastern Region, it is really embarrassing to be forced into this position by a young man.
Yang Yunkun's face was as dark as water. Although he was angry, he also appreciated the young man in front of him a little more.
He is not a narrow-minded person, but the matter has come to this, and it must be ended no matter what.
Yang Yunkun glanced at the white-bearded old man and said in an indifferent tone: "At this point, no matter what the outcome is, I have exchanged your favor."
Obviously, Yang Yunkun also felt a little resentful.
When the white-bearded old man asked him to take action, he only said to suppress those landlords and help him rise to power.
But how can the strength of those posters compare to Qin Mo?
Of course, the other party didn't mean to lie to him. Who could have expected that this young man was so powerful?
Yang Yunkun is a mute who eats Coptis chinensis and cannot express his sufferings.
When things have developed to this point, he no longer owes the white-bearded old man anything, at least he has a clear conscience.
However, the battle must eventually end.
Yang Yunkun's eyes narrowed, and he stared at Qin Mo and said: "You are lucky enough to die under this move of mine, so your life in this world was not in vain."
Say it.
Yang Yunkun holds the Beast Taming Card, which is about to awaken his spiritual beast.
His strongest move is not the Falling Star Palm, but the fusion of the spirit beast's body and breaking the structure of his physical body.
However, once the fusion technique is used, it will consume a huge amount of his energy, blood and longevity.
This kind of fusion technique is a method that defies heaven and goes against the law of heaven, and the backlash it has suffered is not small.
Yang Yunkun would not use this trump card unless absolutely necessary.
"Senior Yang, this is the housework of my twelfth floor building. It would be too much for you to interfere repeatedly..."
The Black Nether King couldn't help but roar.
Because he knew that once Yang Yunkun used the fusion technique, Qin Mo would definitely die.