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It could be said that Du Shaomu's physical body's current strength was comparable to a Heaven rank Treasured Weapon.

In addition to the Twin Deity Stage power and the Heaven Splitting Earth Sword Intent that he possessed, Du Shaomu's current strength was enough to make even a ninth level Martial Saint die from carelessness.

"Awoo!"

"Rumble!"

Abruptly, the demonic beast's roars shook the heaven and earth, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains.

The distant skies were filled with light.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Many hazy figures rushed out one after another.

One figure after another rose into the air like a rising sun, radiating boundless light. They were even more dazzling than the sun itself.

Figures like these appeared in the distance, causing the entire sky to tremble.

A vast wave of energy swept out, shaking the sky and the earth.

"This is …."

Such a commotion caused everyone in the land of Eternity to be stunned.

Sensing the boundless aura, countless people in the Eternal Land raised their heads, trembling in fear.

Within the mountains, countless violent demonic beast also sensed this aura. They hibernated and roared, trying their best to avoid danger, not daring to go out.

One figure after another began to fly through the air, their auras simply too terrifying.

Soon, a total of twelve hazy figures appeared in the sky.

This aura caused even the old man who was at the ninth level of the Martial Saint Realm, who had walked out of the Emperor's Domain, to be stunned.

The various powers in the arena were also stunned. The twelve Saint realm experts had all arrived in unison, their auras overbearing and murderous. Just what had happened?

"That's the Saint of the Mo Clan!"

"Twelve Saints of the Mo family, my God!"

"What is the Mo family up to?"

Soon after, someone exclaimed.

These twelve Saint Masters all came from the Mo family.

The 12 Saints emitted endless rays of light, as if a massive phantom formed in the void above them, looking down on all living beings!

The auras of the twelve Saint Rulers that descended were terrifying to the extreme!

"If you dare to provoke us, then it's the Mo Family. Come out!"

One of the twelve Saints, an old figure, spoke. His voice shook the world, as if the entire plains were filled with his voice.

"Awoo!"

"Rumble!"

Behind the void, over a hundred demonic beast mounts were flying through the air, pulling many war chariots along them.

On top of the war chariot, there were dazzling figures with intimidating auras. They were all elite experts of the Mo family.

The plains trembled, and the earth shook. This kind of lineup even caused all the great powers and the holy lands to be moved.

Soon, the great army of the Mo family arrived. It was fierce, murderous, and vast!

"Even Mo Wuyi is still alive!"

"I know, the rumors are true. Someone seriously injured Mo Wuju, killed the Saint of the Mo family, and provoked the Mo family!"

"The Twelve Holy Saints, the elites of the Mo family, over a thousand of them! Who was it that dared to provoke the Mo family?!"

There were many such voices, and even the Holy Masters of the various factions were shocked.

"Ji Mo Wu Yi had actually walked out personally!"

"Mo Wuyi is a terrifying Saint. A thousand years ago, he was already at the peak of the Ninth Layer!"

"From the looks of it, the Mo family is trying to set an example for us. They're planning to make an example of us!"

Many old people whispered.

The fact that so many members of the Mo family had come at this moment meant that the twelve Saint Rulers were deliberately making an example out of nothing in order to intimidate the world.

Even if it was the Mo family's greatest goal!

Other than the Bodhi Holy Tree, the Mo family also wanted to show their strength. They wanted to be born.

The world was boiling with excitement. The twelve Saints were terrifying!

There was also the case of Mo Wuyi, who was a terrifying existence that had reached the level of a Ninth Layer Saint Lord a thousand years ago.

Twelve Saints, a thousand elite soldiers.

There were many Martial Ancestor Stage, and even the worst among them was Martial King Stage.

This kind of lineup caused the plains to change their colors and shine with boundless light.

If such a lineup were to go to the outside world, it would be enough to stir up a storm and crack the earth and change the structure of the world!

Amongst the four great powers, there were ripples of an obscure aura.

Countless experts were watching.

Many forces had already received the news that the Mo family's Ji Wuque was heavily injured, that a Saint was killed, and that the opponent was just a young man.

To send out such a lineup for a single person, namely, the Mo family, it was both shocking and shocking!

"Not good, Mo Clan!"

Meng Jiao and Meng Meng were already shocked.

The lineup from the Mo family had far exceeded the imagination of the two sisters.

"Mr Mo, hurry up and leave."

Meng Jiao and Meng Meng's voice sounded in Du Shaomu's ears.

Even if there were too many powerful warriors from the Mo family, the sisters knew that Mr Mo was unfathomable, so they had no choice but to worry.1

Even the furious old man in the Emperor's land was stopped in his tracks by the Mo family's influence.

Du Shaomu raised his eyes slightly, it was the arrival of the Mo family's lineup.

"Boom!"

The twelve Saints floated in the air, surrounded by the twelve hazy silhouettes. Their dazzling radiance was so bright that even the sun had lost its radiance.

The energy of the world also began to fall into disorder, and an incomparably oppressive pressure began to descend!

"If you have the guts to provoke the Mo family, then stand forward!"

A hazy silhouette emerged, shrouding the figure within. Looking around, its eyes were like lightning, and its voice was shaking the mountains and rivers.

There were many people present who did not have enough cultivation s. At this moment, under the pressure of such an overwhelming might, their bodies trembled, and the blood in their bodies boiled, as if they were about to explode.

The Mo family had received news that the young man they were looking for had arrived.

"Even the Mo Clan isn't qualified for me to provoke them. I'm only giving them a casual lesson or two!"

Du Shaomu was high up in the air. His gaze swept across the Mo family lineup. His expression was light, but his voice had an unparalleled domineering aura.

"It's him?"

"Even if he killed a Saint of the Mo family and heavily injured the Mo family's Ji Wuque, was he still the same?"

Everyone was stunned. Not only did this person not put Di Di Di in his eyes, but the rumors also said that he was the one that provoked the Mo family.

It turned out that many people were discussing in shock during their free time. They wondered who dared to provoke the Mo family, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Especially when they just saw the Mo family's lineup, many people were trembling in fear.

At this moment, the people present were no longer surprised.

A man like that didn't even put the Emperor's land in his eyes. Prince Jinyang was killed just like that.

Even though he had been heavily injured, it was still an undamaged piece of paper. What did that have to do with anything?

Mo Wuque had the bearing of a dragon and tiger, and could be compared on par with the Holy Son of the Sacred Grounds.

However, compared to the prince's son, Jin Yang, Ji Mo Wuque was nothing.

In contrast, in front of Jin Yang, there was no light at all.

In the arena, Du Xiaogui still stood leisurely on Emperor Butterfly's shoulder, his mouth full of treasured medicine s, as if he did not care at all.

An enormous warship, known as Mo Wuju, emerged from within it.

It was obvious that Ji Mo Wuya was seriously injured. He stood on the bow of the ship with eyes like lightning. Only Du Shaomu said, "Brat, I said that we will meet again."

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