Is The Big Villain Crazy, Really Made The Empress Into A Puppet?

The moment the black streamer descended, Mo Beihe was stunned!

The refreshing mood suddenly vanished, and was replaced by a deep fear.

He found himself unable to move.

The body is imprisoned by some mysterious power, and the soul is like being sealed by a shackle, and there is no resistance at all.

This naturally comes from the power of Nangong Junchen's magic ring, a ring that suppresses the avenue, which is vividly reflected!

what's the problem?

Who is this boy?

He looked at Nangong Junchen coming from the depths of the holy lotus pond, and countless thoughts passed through his mind. After all, he couldn't remember when he had provoked such an existence? Could it be that this person is the master behind Sun Hai?

At the moment when this thought passed by, Nangong Junchen had come to Mo Beihe.

The space above the palm moved slightly, and a quaint talisman appeared, and then he raised his palm.

In Mo Beihe's extremely stunned and horrified eyes, Nangong Junchen's palm fell on Mo Beihe's eyebrows.

This talisman is the imprint of the return to the ruins, with the power to subdue the realm of the Great Dao, and to envelop the incomparably heavy coercion of the divine soul.

As soon as this talisman came out, it took the lead in attacking the consciousness of the soul.

Boom!

In an instant, Mo Beihe's mind exploded like thunder, and thousands of divine lights shone down, penetrating into the depths of his consciousness.

Click!

Deep in the source of consciousness, the instinctual defense directly collapsed and shattered.

In turn, thousands of fragments turned into nothingness in the streamer.

After that, all of Mo Beihe's consciousness seemed to fall into the depths of the endless ruins, sinking into a loss and unable to extricate himself after all.

Mo Beihe's eyes were disillusioned, and his face couldn't help but become sluggish, becoming unconscious, no different from a puppet.

At this time, the time for ten breaths has come.

Mo Beihe's figure trembled slightly unconsciously, as if he had encountered an endless nightmare, and the fear on his face became more and more intense.

He didn't notice it, until a golden light penetrated the ruins and reorganized his broken consciousness, and there was light in his eyes again.

"Mo Beihe, I will be your master from now on!"

Nangong Junchen's words, like a decree, fell into Mo Beihe's mind.

At this time, Mo Beihe had completely changed his mind, and his soul consciousness was completely controlled by Nangong Junchen, and he became a servant of Nangong Junchen.

"As ordered, Master!" Mo Beihe said respectfully.

"You go outside to protect the law first."

"Yes." Mo Beihe bowed and left.

Nangong Junchen was naturally very satisfied. Even he was a little surprised by the power that erupted from the combination of the Ring of Suppression of Demons and the Seal of Return to the Ruins.

In just ten breaths, Mo Beihe, who was in the realm of the small avenue, was directly manipulated into a slave. There was not much aura fluctuation before and after, which was simply too gentle, but also too powerful.

You must know that Mo Beihe is a long-established Daoist realm, and his strength is higher than that of Sun Hai. When he controlled Sun Hai, he planned in every possible way, but now he has no power to control Mo Beihe.

This is enough to show the power of the Ring of Suppression of Demons and the Seal of Return to the Ruins of Reincarnation.

Nangong Junchen calmed down a little, and once again urged the Ancestral Talisman of Samsara to swallow the power of the Holy Lotus Pond into his body.

He was an old monk who was in meditation, entrenched in the center of the holy lotus pond, receiving the baptism of power, and also ushered in his own breakthrough!

Fifth Grade Immortal Realm!

It has only been a few days since the last breakthrough, and he broke through again. If such a speed is spread, it will be appalling.

Nangong Junchen is just like a regular meal, using the state of mind wash to calm down the state.

At this time, the holy lotus pond fell into a short-term depletion, and it took a while to recover its powerful strength.

"This time, I directly swallowed all the accumulation of ten years in the holy lotus pond, and the effect is not bad."

"Ordinary chances are difficult to have such an effect. It seems that there will be a dozen commanders and the idea of ​​the blood sea array."

Nangong Junchen looked at Mobei River naturally.

Mo Beihe has been the commander of the God-hunting Army for decades, and he must have some good collections.

Simply, devour them together.

Nangong Junchen made up his mind and immediately left the holy lotus pond, let Mobeihe lead the way, and went directly to the territory controlled by Mobeihe - the ancient city of Beihe.

Beihe Ancient City, Dragon Soul Mountain in the Central Region.

In an ancient tomb, a pool of boiling dragon blood caught Nangong Junchen's eyes.

Over the Dragon Blood Pond, the space is distorted, as if it cannot bear the pressure of dragon blood.

In the boiling aura, there are countless sounds of dragon whistling, dragon shadows intertwined, and golden beads appear and disappear from time to time, exuding majestic power.

"Master, this ancient tomb is rumored to be the ancestral land of the ancient dragon clan. After the ancient dragon clan was destroyed, the bodies were refined one after another, and the dragon blood gathered, and this dragon blood pool was created."

"Those golden beads are the dragon pills that have been transformed. A dragon pill can help the jurisdiction to break through directly, and it contains incomparably powerful power."

Mo Beihe respectfully introduced.

From Mo Beihe's memory, Nangong Junchen already knew that this dragon's blood pool is indeed very precious, and it is a consumable item, and the more you use it, the less you use it.

This is different from the holy lotus pond that Sun Hai has mastered, and therefore, Mo Beihe has always coveted Sun Hai's holy lotus pond.

Mo Beihe naturally cherishes the Dragon Blood Pond very much. He doesn't need it if he can, and sometimes even uses precious treasures to supplement the power of the Dragon Blood Pond.

Now it's all reduced to the power of Nangong Junchen's promotion.

Nangong Junchen walked into the dragon blood pool with a smile, as if he was in a sea of ​​fire, he then urged the power of reincarnation and began to devour the power of dragon blood frantically.

...

Somewhere over the wasteland.

boom!

With a dull impact, a sturdy figure flew out.

Following that, a huge palm suddenly fell and grabbed towards the sturdy figure.

"puff!"

With a horizontal strike, the sturdy figure slammed into a mountain and rolled down softly.

Swipe!

Following that, the black-clothed men and horses scattered around quickly closed, grabbed the figure directly, and pierced through the void.

Similar scenes happened all over the Heavenly Desolate God Realm, and without exception, those who were besieged by men and horses in black would inevitably end up being captured.

These men and horses in black are the God-hunting Army.

And the object of siege is naturally the Continent God Child.

"God Hunting Army is crazy, and it is so unscrupulous that it is clearly trying to exterminate the gods of the mainland!"

"In just one week, no less than twenty gods have been arrested. If this continues, I am afraid that within half a month, all gods will fall into the palm of the hunting army."

"It feels like a mountain of rain is coming!"

The God Hunting Army's arrest of the Continent God Son this time was blatant, and naturally attracted a lot of onlookers.

But the God Hunting Army turned a blind eye to the aborigines who were watching, and it could be seen that they only saw the Continental God Son in their eyes.

The actions of the God Hunting Army have long been seen by the Burial God.

In the base of the burial, Baguio received a message from his subordinates, and there were a few traces of surprise in his eyes.

"Has it finally started? But why is it so abnormal this time? It seems that I can't wait!"

"In the past, the God-hunting Army was secretly arresting them, so why is there no cover up this time?"

Baguio was puzzled, and some memories of the past appeared in her mind involuntarily. Ten years ago, she was also captured by the God Hunting Army. When she was about to be refined, she urged the power of the Sun Moon Immortal Body and escaped.

She already knew about the refining of the Son of God, but it was just a trivial matter for her now.

She is more curious about what is in the bloody sea formation?

For so many years, the origins of countless gods that have been refined have been thrown into the sea of ​​​​blood formation. Where did they go in the end? Or is there a conspiracy behind this?

She felt in the dark that this time, the abnormal movement of the God Hunting Army was probably brewing a shocking move.