Chapter 4845： do not blame me

"Humph."

Huanggu Supreme snorted coldly, and even though his figure stepped forward, booming, the terrifying Abyssal Demon aura rose into the sky from his body, blocking the Breaking Army.

However, before he could make a move, Qin Mo instantly stopped him.

"let me do it."

Qin Mo's eyes were cold, his body was proud, and he was not afraid of the attack of the breaking army.

"Devil?" Huanggu Zhizun was taken aback when he saw this, and then smiled: "Never mind."

The demon had just broken through and naturally wanted to fight, and he also wanted to know the true strength of Qin Mo after refining the Demon Soul Source Device and devouring so many dark ancestors.

He stepped aside, but his attention was always focused on Pojun, ready to take action at any time.

Seeing Qin Mo coldly snorted and boomed, a magnificent picture of Yin and Yang suddenly appeared in his body.

The yin and yang diagram rotates and contains an astonishing aura, as if smelting the rules of the cosmos avenue in it.

The two colors of yin and yang represented the origin of darkness and the origin of Yuanmo. The two origins merged together, and the supreme coercion burst out in an instant.

Boom boom boom!

The boundless aura bloomed, and Qin Chen could feel that Qin Mo had never reached the Supreme, and he was still a step away from the Supreme, but the aura that burst out shocked the Throne and other late-stage Supremes.

Under the gaze of everyone, Qin Mo, wearing a yin and yang picture, soared into the sky and bumped into the attack of Pojun.

"court death."

The corner of Po Jun's mouth sketched a sneer, a trace of hostility flashed in the depths of his eyes, and his right hand blasted out suddenly, the speed ten times faster in an instant.

Boom!

The void between the two directly exploded and shattered, and the powerful original aura filled the place, and the void burst into endless dust.

The direct power of the two of them was instantly shattered, confronted and blasted, Qin Mo's figure retreated violently.

In terms of strength, he is still a lot worse than Pojun.

After all, the levels are too different.

"Hahaha, as expected, I have never reached the supreme realm, kid, die for this seat." A punch was hit, and the army broke through and pursued it. As soon as his fist made contact with Qin Mo's yin and yang diagram, he immediately sensed Qin Mo's true realm. The cultivation base was naturally unwilling to give up. After blasting the defense in front of Mo Qin with a punch, he roared, instantly

He hit countless punches.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The power of the broken army fist swept directly, bombarding Qin Mo's Yin-Yang map like lightning. The power of each punch was terrifying, and the violent fist power was enough to turn stars into ashes directly.

哐!

Qin Mo's whole body was continuously blasted backwards. In the end, his body was completely covered by the boundless aura of darkness. Amidst a thunderous roar, he was blasted out in an instant, directly smashing the layers of void.

His figure stopped and boomed, and the emptiness behind him couldn't bear this force and was directly annihilated.

"Devil? Are you okay?"

The ancient supreme figure shook, and instantly came to Qin Mo's side, frowning and asking.

Qin Mo shook his head.

On his body, layers of strength were restrained, and the whole person was unscathed.

"How can it be?"

Po Jun's eyes widened.

Each of his punches was amazingly powerful and contained the terrifying blood of the Dark King. Not to mention Qin Mo, a man who had never broken through even the Supreme, even the supreme at the mid-term peak level would be seriously injured and annihilated.

But Qin Mo?

His whole body was surrounded by dazzling dark runes, these runes quickly introverted, making his body crystal clear as jade, abruptly withstanding all the attacks of Pojun.

It is the breath of the Demon Soul Source Device.

The Demon Soul Source Artifact is the ultimate treasure of the Yuan Mo Clan, a truly heaven-defying treasure, and its defensive power is extremely terrifying.

"Break the army, and catch it with your hands." Huanggu Supreme said coldly.

"Want me to catch it?"

A sharp look flashed in Pojun's eyes, "Do you think it's possible?"

As the words fell, Po Jun suddenly turned around, banged, and directly grabbed the throne facing the Supreme Eclipse with a palm.

Now the situation has become extremely unfavorable for him.

"Master Breaking Army?"

The Throne was furious. At the moment when the Army broke his hands on him, with a bang, bursts of light appeared all over his body, and these bursts of light rose up, instantly opening a dark space channel.

The space channel was deep, leading straight to the endless void, and at the end of the channel, there seemed to be a billowing dark aura surging.

It's the dark continent.

At this moment, the throne directly opened the transmission channel to the dark continent, and wanted to leave this universe and return to the dark continent like Sikong Zhen and the others.

He didn't want to continue fighting.

"Transportation channel? Throne, are you going to betray this seat?" Po Jun said coldly.

"Master Breaking Army, don't blame me."

Throne gritted his teeth, his eyes panic. He really couldn't help it. When Pojun tried to deal with the Dark Thunder Ancestor and the others, the Throne knew that in the eyes of Pojun, he would definitely not be much better than Dark Thunder Ancestor and the others. Once in danger, , I will definitely become a broken army

The goal.

So he was already prepared, and immediately opened the teleportation formation at the moment when he was about to break the army.

He would rather return to the dark continent than die here.

He could see that everything they did had always been in the layout of the Demon Race. The old thing of the ancestor of the deep demon was too cunning. Here, they simply couldn't play with each other.

Hum!

A powerful array of light instantly enveloped him, making the throne's figure gradually blurred.

On the side, Huanggu Zhizun and others did not stop them.

For them, the dead throne is nothing but a remnant soul, and what really matters is breaking the army.

As long as the broken army is left, it is victory.

Seeing that the throne is about to disappear.

"Throne, you disappointed me so much, do you really think you can go?"

Po Jun sneered, and suddenly countless dark chains appeared in his hands.

"This seat has known for a long time, don't have two hearts, obediently become the nourishment of this seat."

Boom, countless dark chains burst out, piercing the void in an instant, entangled in an instant, quickly enveloping the almost transparent throne.

The original figure has already escaped into the void, entering the throne that is about to disappear from the transmission channel, and the figure is instantly solidified.

"Do not!"

There was a look of horror in the throne's eyes.

boom!

His whole body burned in an instant, and the source of darkness flowed into his body instantly along the dark chains in the sky.

The aura on Pojun's body rose rapidly. Moreover, the black chains all over the sky are like a series of angry dragons, directly piercing the bottom of the dark forbidden land, bombing, the entire dark ancestral land, countless blood tombs exploded at the same time, and the countless dark people who have been buried for hundreds of millions of years under this dark ancestor The strong

The origin, burning at the same time, all entered Pojun's body.

"Boom!" The aura on Pojun's body increased crazily.