Chapter 1060 Illusion Breakthrough

"Shura!"

Seeing that Mo Hu and Mo Bao were both in Shura form, the two of them cried out in surprise.

"You know Shura!"

This time, it was Mo Hu and Mo Bao who were surprised. The young master said that Shura is not a creature of this world, and these two people actually recognized them as Shura.

"It seems that they already know about Shura from Wenquan."

Mo Hu secretly thought in his heart, it is impossible for them to betray Mu Feng, but who knows what methods they used to pry Zhou Wenquan's secrets.

"Just the two of you, want to intercept us?"

Ming Bin said in a cold voice.

"It seems that you don't understand Shura yet"

Mo Hu sneered and said with a step forward, the roaring roar of blood energy swept out, the energy aura has reached the level of Tianpo, but the true power contained in it is still in the entry stage.

"Taking you down, we just happened to ask for credit from the Holy Cult together!"

Ming Ying sneered, and the terrifying light energy swept out of his body, and at the same time, behind him, a huge white sword emerged, containing the terrifying true light power and sword intent.

"kill!"

Ming Yun swung the huge battle sword Tianpo behind him, Yuan power poured in, and a white sword light more than ten feet long tore through the night, and slashed towards Mo Hu.

Mo Hu roared, two drops of blood essence burned in his body, his skill was rising, and the blood energy was condensed to form an equally huge blood-colored sword glow, which struck the opponent's sword.

Boom...!

The white energy and the blood energy collided, and the two terrifying elemental forces bombarded and impacted in the void. The sword energy swept across a thousand meters, and the buildings below were destroyed.

On the other side, Mo Bao and Ming Yan also fought.

Fighting forces at the level of Tianpo realm are fighting here, while Kong Yan and others, five Shuras, and a group of subordinates are fighting out of the siege of the Ming family.

The five Shuras were all nine-layer cultivation bases in the spiritual sea realm, and their combat power was far higher than that of ordinary nine-layer powerhouses. They led their troops and tore apart the Ming family's encirclement.

"Brother Mo San, I'm sorry, I dragged everyone down"

Zhou Wenquan on Morang's back said guiltily.

"Stop talking nonsense, don't forget, we are a family, how could we abandon you, we will fight for a big world with the young master in the future"

Mo Lang said, with a sword strike, a bloody sword light slashed and killed a strong Yuanzong from the Ming family.

Zhou Wenquan was moved when he heard the words, and didn't say anything more, yes, they are family members of the same clan! Didn't he sacrifice his life to save Kong Yan and the others?

"Quickly break out of the siege and withdraw from the Ming family"

Mo Lang yelled, and then burned two drops of blood essence in his body, and his skills soared in an instant, as did Kong Yan and others. The five Shuras burned part of their blood essence and turned them into blood energy, and their strength increased a lot. These elders of the Ming family, Can't stop it at all.

On the other side, the two Mo Hu brothers were still intercepting Mingying and Mingyan. A battle broke out between the two sides in mid-air. The buildings of the Ming family below were all destroyed, and the clansmen retreated.

The more Ming Ying fought, the more frightened he became. He actually discovered that the opponent's bloody energy was extremely repulsive and aggressive towards the light energy. The two energy were like natural nemesis.

Moreover, although this person's skill has reached the realm of Tianpo, but the power of true intention has not reached the level of condensing Tianpo. Without Tianpo, he can still fight evenly at the second level of Tianpo. He somewhat understands the horror of this family.

"Bright Ten Swords"

Ming Yun roared, the soul of the sky melted into one, and all the power of true intention poured into Yuanli. He swung the sword in his hand, and ten white sword lights tore and smashed out, smashing towards Mo Hu madly.

Mo Hu kept slashing and blocking with his saber, every sword light made him retreat endlessly, this move was very powerful, ten sword lights fell violently, one of them struck Mo Hu's body, tearing the blood scales, splitting Make a bloody mouth.

Mo Hu screamed in pain and retreated violently, vibrating his wings, and looked at the other party with fear, after all, he hadn't broken through the realm of Tianpo, and his strength was still a little weaker.

"Dare to save people, today is your day of death"

Ming Yun raised his sword and flew towards Mo Hu and said coldly.

"Second brother, withdraw!"

But at this time, Mo Hu sneered, flapped his wings, and turned into a stream of blood and escaped into the night sky.

"Where to escape!"

Ming Yun roared, raised his sword and chased after him.

And Mo Bao also gave up the fight and withdrew directly. Just now they had received the sound transmission talisman from Mo Sanlang, and they broke through the encirclement successfully.

Ming Ying and the two were chasing and killing each other, but Shura, who had a natural flying advantage, was faster than Ming and Ying, gradually fled away, and the two gave up chasing and killing, and returned to the Ming family.

"Patriarch, Great Elder, it's not good, the prisoner has been rescued, and the prison robber is too strong, we, we can't stop it"

At this time, an elder Ming family came to report.

"What! Let that kid be rescued!"

The faces of the two changed drastically, and they turned gloomy and livid in an instant. They were still counting on Zhou Wenquan to seek some benefits from the holy religion, but unexpectedly, the cooked duck flew away.

After Kong Yan and others rescued Zhou Wenquan, they withdrew directly from Muzhou City. I am afraid that the Ming family will try their best to hunt them down.

As for Mu Feng, he naturally didn't know what happened to the Eight Great Shuras under his command in the Zhou Wu Dynasty.

In the Great Shang Dynasty, Tianying Mountain, among the misty peaks.

In the formation covered by a white phantom mist, Mu Feng was sitting cross-legged in the formation, his face sometimes sad, sometimes happy, sometimes showing pain, his true meaning of illusion was trying his best to break through this illusion, Refining the true meaning of illusion.

And in the sky above the illusion formation, there is a huge jade bottle-shaped celestial soul, which is continuously releasing the true meaning of illusion and origin power into the formation. This is Yi Lao's celestial soul, the illusory soul.

In the illusion, Mu Feng was sitting in the middle of a mountain of knives, and the aura of knives kept tearing at him, tearing flesh from his body.

This kind of pain was no different from reality, and his true meaning of illusion could not offset this kind of mental pain at all. Mu Feng's complexion was distorted by the pain, and he screamed incessantly.

If Elder Yi wanted to kill him, he could use this illusion to directly obliterate Mu Feng's soul consciousness, making him truly die in the illusion.

"If you want to quickly improve your true meaning of illusion, you have to endure pain that ordinary people can't bear, boy, this road is not as easy as you think."

Yi Lao sat leisurely outside the magic circle, drinking Lei Jiang Niang.

Having said that, Mu Feng's perseverance really shocked him. He persisted in the illusion for more than half a month, but he still hasn't passed out. The perseverance of the soul is terrifying.

Suddenly, in the magic circle, Mu Feng's voice gradually quieted down, and Old Yi frowned slightly, "Is this kid finally going to lose his hold?"

"Well, no!"

He stood up suddenly, and probed Mu Feng in the formation with his spiritual sense, only to see that Mu Feng was sitting safely in the formation, and the illusory true meaning exuding was much stronger than before.

"This kid, he broke through to master so quickly!"

Mr. Yi was shocked, after being tempered by him for more than ten days, Mu Feng's illusionary true meaning has been cultivated to the level of Dacheng, and he saw through his illusion.

"Good seedling..."

Surprise light flashed in Yi Lao's eyes, and he couldn't help but move the idea of ​​accepting his own disciples.