Martial Godly Emperor

He unleashed his ultimate move.    

This space instantly turned bright red. It was as if there was no so-called "Dao" in this world. In other words, all of the Dao had been drunk up by Meng Yu.    

"I... Why do I feel like the Heavenly Dao in my body has disappeared?"    

The five disciples of Mount Jing were somewhat flustered by those insects.    

They kept using their killing moves to kill those ghost insects, but at this time, they discovered that there was a blood red color flowing in the space around them. Immediately, they were unable to sense the Dao Fate on their bodies.    

After the Purple Dance Sword drank the 'Dao' in this space, its body turned dark red. Immediately after, Meng Yu's sword moved like the wind, and his Shadow Sword skill was used to attack the five young men.    

"You all should leave quickly!"    

Zhou Wanshan said with a pair of blood-red eyes.    

He and the other four couldn't save the five young men because they were being chased by those insects. They were as anxious as ants in a hot nest.    

Meng Yu slashed out ten thousand sword shadows. Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! The five people felt a chill down their throats almost at the same time.    

"I... I..."    

Blood spurted out from their mouths and fell to the ground in an instant. However, those bugs didn't let them go. Not long after that, these people turned into five bloody skeletons.    

The remaining four people, Zhou Wanshan, and the other one, were bitten to death by the bugs!    

The other three also suffered some minor injuries, but those bugs left the valley entrance and entered the rich environment of the Heavenly Dao, constantly dying.    

And at this time, the formation in the valley was finally eaten clean by those insects. The long-lost moonlight carried infinite Heavenly Dao and rich Yuan Qi as it sprinkled into the deep valley.    

Zhou Wanshan looked at this scene with a gratified expression. This was exchanged with most of their men who had died.    

"Haha, I still have some formations here. Let's see how many more you can break through."    

Meng Yu flew back very quickly. He set up another defensive formation at the entrance of the valley, blocking the moonlight that fell into the valley.    

"Kill him before he enters the formation."    

Zhou Wanshan said weakly.    

This brat's actions were like a rogue.    

The three of them flew over and unleashed a series of deadly attacks.    

Without any reinforcements, they had no choice but to do so.    

Meng Yu was at the mouth of the valley, his body covered in layers of Dao Tribulation and sin.    

He turned around and was about to enter the formation when he saw the three people flying over.    

However, there was no surprise in his eyes. Instead, there was a trace of slyness.    

When they were about to reach him, Meng Yu suddenly charged towards the three of them.    

What Zhou Wanshan didn't expect was that Meng Yu had also flown over. He also carried a lot of yellow lucky worms with him.    

Those scavenger worms didn't have any intelligence. When they found out that he had the Dao Tribulation and sins they liked, they naturally got close to him. Thus, these worms began to entangle with Zhou Wanshan and the other two.    

Meng Yu saw that the three of them were flustered in order to deal with those insects. He waved his most powerful sword.    

"Sword technique: Withering!"    

This was a sword attack based on the fact that it was below the Killing Stage.    

If the world was a flower.    

But now, this flower was rapidly withering in his sword.    

The entire world became dispirited.    

"What's going on?"    

Zhou Shanyue shouted in surprise.    

He felt like he was a soft flower, with his saber and the Heavenly Dao around him, rapidly withering away. He found that he had lost all his strength!    

When the sword pierced his heart, his life force was rapidly drained from his body as blood gushed out of his mouth.    

Those three people were all dead.    

The other two were also stabbed in the heart.    

Meng Yu looked at the ghost bugs that were rushing towards the three corpses and held his sword on the ground.    

This sword attack had exhausted almost all of the Yuan energy in his body!    

After taking a few deep breaths, Meng Yu slowly flew back into the formation and began to treat his injuries.    

The activation of this defensive formation had already cut off all connection between the bright moon in the sky and the deep valley.    

On the other side of the valley, there was endless darkness, but outside, there was moonlight everywhere, making this place look like a saint.    

Meng Yu sat there until dawn. He discovered that something was about to explode at the entrance of the valley.    

The bright moon shone on the earth. Suddenly, with a rumble, the sewage fog that enveloped the valley's entrance exploded, overturning the formation at the valley's entrance.    

Meng Yu and the formation were blown away by the gas mist.    

From the depths of the valley, there was a pillar of filthy light that contained a lot of filth that shot into the sky, covering the sky and covering the moon. Layers of dark clouds appeared in the sky, covering the bright moon. In the endless abyss of the deep valley, there were even countless mournful wails and howls that rang out. It was terrifying.    

The formation had exploded, and Meng Yu had been seriously injured!    

He spat out a mouthful of blood and swallowed the Pills. Then, he looked at the entrance of the valley. He muttered, "That Hall of Souls was supposed to be activated by the Heavenly Dao tonight, but because of my interference, I was unable to absorb the rich Heavenly Dao of the last full moon. What's going on with this explosion?"    

Not long later.    

He found a blood-red ray of light appearing in the valley, and countless phantoms flew out.    

"Jingshan Clan, even if my soul is destroyed, I will kill you all!"    

"I curse all of you who have the blood of Jingshan to die a graveless death!"    

Those phantoms screamed shrilly. Among them, some had half of their heads broken, some had white and fat maggots dropping out from their mouths, and some had blood flowing out from their chins...    

They shook their misty bodies. In the dark night, it made one's scalp tingle.    

Red light rose from below. It was a powerful talisman that suppressed the Cursed Lake. Now, this talisman collapsed because it could not absorb the rich Heavenly Dao and Yuan Qi for a long time.    

Countless souls quickly scattered and disappeared into this world, heading towards the Dao of Reincarnation.    

In a cave that was thousands of miles away, filled with countless moons.    

Jingshan Pan, who was sitting there in seclusion, suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.    

His body was also covered with countless sins and Dao Tribulations.    

Countless mournful curses rang in his ears.    

The faces of the phantoms clearly flashed through his mind.    

"What, what's going on?"    

He stood up in surprise.    

After sensing the source of these sins and tribulations, he finally understood what was going on.    

"Who destroyed the 'cursed Magic Array' that was set up by my Jing Family in the Thousand Face Lake?"    

He screamed hysterically, sending out a series of palm strikes that shattered many precious decorations in the cave.    

The reason why the Jingshan Family was able to rise was not only because they had been working hard for generations, but also because of a cursed Magic Array set up by ancestor Jing Shan.    

The principle of this Magic Array was very simple. It killed some disciples and fellow disciples who had a strong competition with Jingshan, and sent their souls into the Magic Array of hatred to suffer.    

When those souls produced endless resentment, the fortune that they had brought with them before would be transferred to the Jing Shan Family.    

Now, that Magic Array had been destroyed, and their Jing Shan was going to face a great disaster!