Turning around, Mo Zhiyao walked through the passage and entered a large hall.
The scene he saw moved Mo Zhiyao, who was used to seeing blood.
Thousands of monks, as well as a large number of various monsters, mixed with each other, fighting each other crazily.
But there was no corpse of a monster or monk on the ground.
Moreover, the two parties fighting were not distinguished by monsters and monks.
Many human monks, in cooperation with the monsters around them, went crazy to kill another group of human monks.
The targets of the attack were not only monks, but also other monsters.
People kill people, animals kill people, people kill animals, animals kill animals.
The whole scene is so chaotic that it is impossible to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.
Anyone who is close to you will be killed.
The strong smell of blood hit his face, making Mo Zhiyao's face look ugly.
After observing for a moment, Mo Zhiyao saw the clues.
Most of the monks and monsters fighting each other had their eyes turned into a strange green color.
It can be guessed that originally the monsters in these ancient tombs were fighting with the monks who broke into them, but due to the poison of the ghost Gu, this situation changed.
As long as people or monsters are poisoned by this kind of poison, they will treat people and monsters who are not poisoned as aliens and attack them.
This kind of poison is exactly like the plague.
As long as you are killed by poisoned monks and monsters, you will be infected and become one of them.
Today, there are only a very small number of monks who have not been poisoned.
In this case, I am afraid that they will not be able to hold on for long.
Looking around, Mo Zhiyao did not see the figure of Grandma Ghost Gu among the group of people and monsters, so they must have left here.
Raising his gaze, in the deepest part of the hall, a huge transparent water curtain hung in the void, like a water mirror, reflecting the bloody scene below.
"It seems that the water curtain should be the exit from here."
Mo Zhiyao's eyes flashed with sparkle, but at the same time he was a little confused as to why the monks who were fighting in the scene didn't leave through the water curtain.
"You're going to die if you fight hard.
I'd rather fight than die in the hands of these inhumane guys."
While Mo Zhiyao was wondering, a burly middle-aged monk in the field roared angrily.
He suddenly jumped up, like a shooting star, and rushed towards the water curtain suspended in mid-air with fierce force.
"Grandma Ghost Gu, I am an eighteenth generation ancestor.
If I survive, I will never be done with you in this life."
The middle-aged monk roared angrily, and his body hit the water curtain.
There was a muffled sound of "bang", and circles of ripples flashed above the water curtain.
A violent wave of spiritual energy vibrated in the void, and the middle-aged monk not only failed to enter the water curtain, but was instead trapped by this The spiritual power rebounded hard.
Not only that, but the middle-aged monk who was in mid-air and had not yet landed, exploded with a loud bang, turning into blood mist and broken flesh that filled the sky, and his soul suffered the same fate.
"What?"
Mo Zhiyao's pupils shrank slightly.
The aura emitted by this middle-aged monk, but his cultivation in the middle stage of Guishen could not break through this thin layer of water curtain, and he ended up with such a miserable end.
"No wonder these monks rushed out and didn't dare to pass through this water curtain."
"Huh, I've already said it.
I'm not strong enough and I still have delusions.
I deserve this end."
Xiao Qiong's disdainful voice rang in Mo Zhiyao's heart.
There was no trace of pity, but a sense of schadenfreude.
Mo Zhiyao frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.
Although what Xiaoqiong said was ruthless, it was the truth.
He did not measure his own strength and only wanted to reach the sky in one step.
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In this bloody world of cultivation, how could such good things happen.
However, the original owner of the ancient tomb of reincarnation did not do things too well.
If he could not pass through the water curtain, he could still break through the siege of the monsters, return along the original path, and leave here.
It's just that the ghost-possessed grandma has caused this inhumane scene today.
"Howl!"
A beast-like howl sounded.
A monk who had been poisoned saw Mo Zhiyao behind him, and he rushed over howling like a pervert seeing a naked girl.
"Scoff" Mo Zhiyao's eyes showed a grim look, and as he raised his hand, a thunderball blasted out, blowing the monk who had become a living dead into pieces all over the sky.
The violent explosion attracted the attention of the poisoned monsters and monks around.
Suddenly, everyone who was close to Mo Zhiyao turned around and rushed towards Mo Zhiyao.
Having become living dead, or living dead beasts, they don't know what fear is at all, and even their instincts have disappeared.
They only know how to kill all life forms that are not of their own kind and turn them into existences like them.
Mo Zhiyao was completely dismissive of these monks and monsters, without any sympathy.
In other words, only killing them would be the greatest kindness to them.
"Step" Mo Zhiyao lightly stomped the ground with the sole of his foot, and the violent power of lightning spread along the surface.
Twisted electric snakes and thunder arcs containing powerful spiritual power spread out in a fan shape.
All the monks and monsters affected would not escape being shattered to pieces.
As soon as he kicked off the ground, Mo Zhiyao's figure flew up and rushed straight towards the water curtain in mid-air behind him.
Mo Zhiyao had no time to tangle with these living dead, and his top priority was to get deep into the ancient tomb as quickly as possible.
"Whoa!"
Dozens of figures jumped up with loud howls, like maggots attached to their bones.
The monks and monsters who had been poisoned were biting Mo Zhiyao tightly. .
"Hmph" Mo Zhiyao snorted coldly, stretched out his arms, and the pure power of thunder and lightning gathered on his arms, forming a purple sword light that was several feet long.
The figure turned, and the fierce purple sword light rotated in a circle.
The monks and monsters who followed were brutally cut into pieces.
At the same time, black smoke rose from their bodies, and they were all violently shocked by electricity.
It turned into coke, and then fell downwards.
"It's Cheng Mo", someone shouted first, and immediately, Mo Zhiyao became the last straw for these monks who were struggling to survive.
"Master Cheng Mo, save us" "Master Cheng Mo, help us" The story of Mo Zhiyao's killing of Beast Hall Lei Ao and his son has already spread in the City of Chaos.
Everyone in the City of Chaos knows the name Cheng Mo.
In despair, these monks knew that there was little hope, but they still shouted out in order to survive.
Glancing down, Mo Zhiyao's eyes remained as indifferent as before, but he still casually threw two powerful purple thunder balls, which landed at the place where the poisoned monks and monsters were most concentrated.
Whether they can escape depends on those people's luck and ability.
With a muffled "bang" sound, Mo Zhiyao's figure hit the water curtain hard.
An indescribable force came, preventing Mo Zhiyao from entering.
A powerful force bounced back from the water curtain, layer upon layer, with continuous momentum.
As it poured into the body, there were signs of explosion.
"Humph" Mo Zhiyao's eyes sharpened, and he circulated the power of the demonic spirit in his body, suppressing the force and dissolving it.
"A monk in the late stage of Guishen is simply unable to resist this force."
Mo Zhiyao narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately judged the limitations of his cultivation level if he wanted to pass through this layer of water curtain.
"This water curtain has eliminated a lot of people."
There was an inexplicable arc at the corner of Mo Zhiyao's mouth, and at the same time he increased his strength, resisting the rebound force, and rushed towards the inside of the water curtain.
Above the water curtain, a faint light suddenly appeared, and then the light flickered violently.
As Mo Zhiyao rushed forward, the water curtain was like a piece of cloth being pulled, deep inside. sunk in.
Circles of ripples started from the point where Mo Zhiyao came into contact with the water curtain, and quickly spread to all directions.
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The entire water curtain suddenly shook violently.
A crack appeared silently in the middle of the water curtain.
Mo Zhiyao followed the crack and ducked into it.
Afterwards, the cracks on the water curtain quickly recovered as before.
"Sure enough, this water curtain cannot stop Master Cheng Mo at all."
A monk below said with shock in his eyes.
"Every fool knows that this water curtain can't stop Master Cheng Mo.
Now hurry up and rush out from here.
Otherwise, you can just sigh here by yourself."
Next to him, a monk covered in blood said angrily.
Only then did the monk react and quickly stepped up his offensive.
At this moment, most of the monks and monsters who were poisoned by the poison had been killed by the two thunder balls thrown by Mo Zhiyao just now, although there were not many left. , but if you don’t try your best, I’m afraid you still won’t be able to escape.
"Grandma Ghost Gu, I will never be done with you in this life."
While cursing, the surviving monks rushed out one by one, gritting their teeth.
After passing through the water curtain, a blue world appeared in Mo Zhiyao's eyes.
At the same time, a huge pressure as thick as a mountain suddenly acted on his body, causing Mo Zhiyao's expression to change suddenly.
On the body surface, a layer of faint golden luster circulates endlessly like water waves, and the devil's golden body is activated to offset the huge pressure coming from all around.
Looking around, Mo Zhiyao found that he was currently in a vast ocean.
"The Yuan Gathering Water Spirit Formation" a voice full of astonishment sounded in Mo Zhiyao's heart, and there was a trace of excitement that could not be concealed in Xiaoqiong's voice.
"The Yuan Gathering Water Spirit Formation" Mo Zhiyao frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice.
"You know what formation that is?"
"This formation was created by the old master after imitating my abilities and after several studies.
Apart from the old master, I can't think of anyone else who can arrange this formation."
Xiaoqiong's voice was filled with emotion.
There was a slight tremor, presumably because he was feeling extremely excited.
"Imitate your ability."
Hearing this, Mo Zhiyao frowned a little tighter.
Xiaoqiong's ability is in this field.
Unless it is in the Hedao realm, it will be more or less suppressed.
"Then can you counteract the power of this Yuan Gathering Water Spirit Formation?"
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