Ancient Divine Sovereign

"Wang Zifeng, now is not the time for us to duel. When the royal blood spirit comes, no one can escape." Li Mushen said.

"We can't escape." Wang Zifeng said disdainfully, "Just because you can't escape doesn't mean that I can't escape. I've said it before, your abilities, your precious bone and the rest are all mine!"

"Since that's the case, come then." Li Mushen was not afraid in the slightest.

Wang Zifeng used his sword, within the sword was the powerful Spirit Strength, he went forward and used the Psionic Skills to slash.

This move was extremely powerful, it was a kind of sword skill, with extremely strong might. Wang Zifeng stepped out with his left foot, waved the sword with his right hand, and the sword image flashed as it transformed into a fierce beast that pounced towards Li Mushen.

Li Mushen saw that Wang Zifeng had used a sword technique to kill him, and a smile formed on his lips.

In his previous life, his Sword Path was extraordinary, yet Wang Zifeng, a mere martial general, wanted to use his sword to kill him?

Although Li Mushen's Cultivation Level was not as strong as his, but it was countless times better.

Li Mushen took half a step back first. The Dragon slaying sword released a dragon's roar, its arm trembled, and its entire body released a cold glow.

As he stepped on the Carefree Unfettered Cloud Art, the Dragon slaying sword suddenly stabbed forward like a dragon emerging from the abyss.

With a clang, the two swords clashed, and actually broke apart Wang Zifeng's sword skill.

Wang Zifeng was shocked.

Li Mushen's expression was calm, and after breaking through Wang Zifeng's sword strike, the space between his arms suddenly erupted with Thousand Cauldron Strength, which directly slashed onto Wang Zifeng's Xuan Tier Long Sword.

Sparks flew in all directions, Wang Zifeng's palm was cut open, blood spurted out, he anxiously retreated, the Xuan Tier Long Sword in his hand had an additional wound.

"Your physical strength?" Wang Zifeng was shocked.

He knew that Li Mushen's swordsmanship was extraordinary, so he abandoned his sword and rushed towards Li Mushen.

After all, Wang Zifeng's Cultivation Level was far more powerful than Li Mushen's, especially when he learnt many of the Eastern Wasteland Immortal Academy's Psionic Skills.

This time, as Wang Zifeng pushed forward with his palms, each of his palms contained a powerful Spirit Strength. His left and right hands had different attributes, and accompanying them, his fleshly body's vital energy and blood rumbled as a wave of cold energy assaulted him.

"Li Mushen, try my Eastern Wasteland Immortal Academy's Psionic Skills's Cold Heat Palm!"

His left palm was raised and his right palm was swung out. After these two palms were thrown out, his entire body seemed to have stopped as Yue Heng stood there with a heavy momentum.

Li Mushen had no time to dodge. He hastily tapped on the sword twice, but the Dragon slaying sword was immediately sent flying by the first palm strike. The other palm landed heavily on its chest, and the entire person was sent flying.

Li Mushen stood up and picked up the Dragon slaying sword.

Even though his expression was calm, the truth was that his internal organs had long ago been injured by the searing Spirit Strength in this hot palm, and his breastbone had even been broken by several cuts.

"Are you alright?"

Wang Zifeng's expression turned serious. One must know that this Cold and Hot Palm could transform the Spirit Strength into two types of cold and hot attributes and be able to release power that was several times stronger than the Cultivation Level. In the Eastern Wasteland Immortal Academy's Psionic Skills Pavilion, this could already be considered a top tier Psionic Skills.

"This is your Eastern Wasteland Immortal Academy's Psionic Skills. It's only so-so."

Li Mushen laughed lightly as he suppressed the injuries on his body. He recalled the Dragon slaying sword back into the Storage ring and transferred two of his arms.

"How about you try out my ability?"

Wang Zifeng naturally felt that familiar destructive Divine Imprints's power, and took two steps back, focusing completely on it.

Just at this moment, a large group of Mohai People ran towards Li Mushen's direction. The ones leading the group were Mo Shuiyi and Young Master Mu Bai.

This group of people had expressions of extreme fear, even Mo Shuiyi and Young Master Mu Bai revealed worried and fearful expressions.

Very quickly, Mo Shuiyi saw Li Mushen and Wang Zifeng and his eyes lit up as he brought his men over.

"Can we escape from here?" Mo Shuiyi asked.

Li Mushen shook his head, he was hit by Wang Zifeng's palm and it felt like he was about to swallow down a mouthful of blood.

Seeing Li Mushen shaking his head, everyone, including Mo Shuiyi and the Young Master Mu Bai, revealed a look of disappointment.

"It's over, we can't escape anymore." Some Mohai People said in despair.

In a short period of time, tens of thousands of Mohai People s were massacred by the King of the Blood Spirit, their blood rushing to the clouds, and their entire world was dyed with blood. If not for Mo Shixiong leading the Mohai People to defend the royal blood spirit, then everyone would have already died.

"I really can't get out?" Young Master Mu Bai said.

"The Mo Hai Clan has already become a prison. Unless the blood spirit King unlocks the seal on heaven and earth, no one will be able to escape." Li Mushen said.

"Is there really no other way?"

Young Master Mu Bai could not believe it, he immediately rushed over, but was repelled by the force.

Wang Zifeng watched this scene coldly, and then suddenly charged towards Li Mushen again.

His speed was extremely fast, and he sent another palm strike towards Li Mushen.

The yellow sand filled the sky, transforming into a salon that smashed towards Wang Zifeng.

Wang Zifeng's face changed, he had no choice but to use his palm to split the place apart.

"Why did you help him?" Wang Zifeng coldly said to Mo Shuiyi.

"The royal blood spirit is currently massacring everyone in the Mo Hai Clan. If we do not escape quickly, no one will be able to survive."

"That's you, not me." Wang Zifeng said in disdain, "You think that I won't be able to escape after sealing the Mo Hai Clan?"

Wang Zifeng's words attracted the attention of everyone present.

Young Master Mu Bai asked anxiously: "Brother Wang, what method do you have to escape?"

Wang Zifeng did not speak, he looked at Mo Shuiyi coldly, "After I kill Li Mushen, I will bring you all out from here."

Hearing Wang Zifeng's words, Mo Shuiyi's heart moved. He then glanced at Li Mushen, and turned his body.

"Dragon King Mo, does he really have the ability to leave here?"

At this time, Li Mushen used his consciousness to ask the Dragon King Mo.

Dragon King Mo sneered, "If you could leave this place so easily, I would have brought you away a long time ago. Do you really need me to let you out of this place to inscribe a Transfer Pattern?"

After hearing the Dragon King Mo's words, Li Mushen relaxed and said to Wang Zifeng in a bland voice, "Since you're able to leave this place, why didn't you leave earlier?"

"If I didn't want to kill you, do you think I would still be here?"

Wang Zifeng said in a cold voice. No one stopped him, and this time he wanted to kill Li Mushen in this place.

Li Mushen looked around, and sure enough, when they heard that Wang Zifeng could help them escape, they all looked at him coldly, hoping that Wang Zifeng could kill him quickly.

"Do you really believe that Wang Zifeng can bring you all away from this place?"

Wang Zifeng laughed coldly, as a golden compass appeared in his hand. "Li Mushen, do you think that I'm lying? This compass is called the broken disk and is used to break this kind of seal. "

Li Mushen raised his eyelids, "This world is sealed by the blood spirit King, you can try and see if you can break it. If you can't, then I have a method to break it."

After all, he still wanted Li Mushen to be his corpse slave. Hearing Li Mushen's words, it seemed that he had a way to leave too, and if the broken disk was unable to break the seal, then Li Mushen's method could be carried out.

Wang Zifeng frowned, seeing that Mo Shuiyi also had the same intention, he said: "Li Mushen, do you think that just saying these words will save your life? See how I can break the seal of this place. "

As he finished speaking, he activated the broken disk in his hands. Under the control of Wang Zifeng's Spirit Strength, the broken disk released a burst of power that could break the seal. The seal on this land seemed to be about to be undone, allowing Mo Shuiyi to see a glimmer of hope.

But just at this moment, in this world, a wave of blood Qi rushed over, the entire broken disk was washed over by the blood Qi and shattered into pieces on the ground.

"This …" Wang Zifeng's pupils suddenly shrank, he couldn't believe it!

When Li Mushen saw this scene, his pupils constricted.

As expected, this puzzle also could not break the seal laid down by the blood spirit King.

"I really can't."

Everyone's eyes were filled with disappointment as they looked at Li Mushen with their last glimmer of hope.

If Li Mushen's method was insufficient, then no one could really leave this place. They could only wait for the arrival of the royal blood spirit and kill them all.

"Do you believe me now?" Li Mushen said indifferently.

Wang Zifeng's face darkened, he originally thought that relying on broken disk would allow him to leave, but he never expected that he would be directly smashed by the Blood Qi, and at that moment, even if Young Master Mu Bai and Mo Shuiyi did not stop him, he did not dare to kill Li Mushen.

"What method do you have to escape this place?" Mo Shuiyi said.

Li Mushen's expression was cold and detached. He looked at Mo Shuiyi and did not reply.

At this moment, Mo Shuiyi still thought that she was a princess of the Mo Hai Clan, especially after hearing that Wang Zifeng had the ability to make them leave this place, she no longer stopped them, and was as arrogant as before.

Mo Shuiyi frowned, feeling dissatisfied.

Young Master Mu Bai said: "Li Mushen, if you have a way to leave this place, quickly say it.

After he finished speaking, Young Master Mu Bai's expression suddenly changed, his green face instantly becoming deathly white. "royal blood spirit is here."

At that moment, the Mo Hai Clan was filled with corpses. The blood rain had stopped and the sky was filled with a bloody Qi.

Hundreds of thousands of Mohai People s had already been massacred, but their fresh blood had strangely been devoured by the earth.

Holy Son of the Blood Spirit carried the dying Mo Shixiong and came to the front of Li Mushen's group.

The King of the Blood Spirit stood behind the Holy Son of the Blood Spirit, and every one of them carried a bloodthirsty aura and a murderous aura that shot into the sky. Their bodies were covered with fresh blood, and they coldly looked at the remaining portion of the people in the Mo Hai Clan.

"Father."

When Mo Shuiyi saw that Mo Shixiong had been captured, her arrogant heart trembled.

Mo Shixiong also saw Mo Shuiyi and the group. He painfully closed his eyes.

"Let him go!"

Mo Shuiyi used the Mo Hai Clan's precious technique, Yellow Sand Dragons.

Dozens of long dragons made of yellow sand swooped down towards the Holy Son of the Blood Spirit, carrying rolling yellow dust with great power.

The Holy Son of the Blood Spirit did not care at all. His body was extremely strong, and with just a wave of his hand, dozens of salons were scattered without any effort.

So powerful!

No wonder he was able to break Mo Shuiyi's precious technique with a wave of her hand.

Mo Shuiyi's expression became serious, but she was not satisfied.

"Not bad."

Holy Son of the Blood Spirit looked at Mo Shuiyi and nodded.