Liu Zhengyang raised his eyebrows.

He never imagined that he was so tough just now that King Mo, who would rather die than obey, would just let it go!

This will inevitably give him a sense of anticlimactic.

To be honest, Liu Zhengyang was a little disappointed in his heart. After all, he really wanted to try this kind of collision between Dao and sources, what kind of state would it be!

In the past, he used the Daoyuan mark to fuse, and then he could directly defeat the opponent with the power of Daoyuan.

But never tried the feeling of Daoyin collision.

Huang Butiao and Mo Wang just don't know Liu Zhengyang's thoughts, otherwise they will try to tell him that his thoughts are really dangerous!

After all, the Daoyuan mark is no joke!

In the Mowang Palace, those who survived couldn't believe their ears!

The desert king who was like a **** actually conceded defeat?

how can that be!

Thinking of these people, they walked out with a dull expression.

King Mo frowned and glanced at it. He wanted to make a move, but after thinking about it, he shook his head: "The northwest will be your place from now on! Although King Mo is not a hero, I know the rules!"

After speaking, the King Mo turned around and was about to leave.

What's going on here? The face is gone!

Liu Zhengyang suddenly said, "Wait!"

King Mo is going crazy. He is also a short-tempered person, and he has already surrendered. Could it be that he, Liu Zhengyang, still refuses to forgive him?

He turned around with a fierce face: "Liu Zhengyang, don't deceive people too much!"

Liu Zhengyang ignored him, and then waved his sleeves, and the whole space was isolated from exploration, and unless the Daoyuan realm powerhouses, they could not eavesdrop on their conversations.

King Mo's body trembled subconsciously, but then he stagnated and did not resist Liu Zhengyang's actions.

"Dark Soul!"

Liu Zhengyang just spit out these two words indifferently, but the bodies of Mo Wang and Huang Butiao were suddenly shocked.

"What did you say?"

"The dark soul has appeared!"

Liu Zhengyang repeated it again, and this sentence also made King Mo's pupils suddenly shrink, his eyes looking at Liu Zhengyang became a little complicated, and Huang Butiao's body began to tremble.

"Dark Soul really appeared?"

"Since you have seen the power of the black soul, then I don't have much to say!"

Liu Zhengyang waved his hand, and a picture appeared in the air.

That's the scene where he saves the ancient blood king.

The unique tentacles of the black souls are their best identification, and the eyes of Mo Wang suddenly shrank when they saw this scene.

The same is true for yellow cloth strips.

"So you want these veins to deal with the black soul?"

The yellow cloth strip suddenly woke up, looked at Liu Zhengyang in surprise and asked.

"right!"

Liu Zhengyang nodded: "I already have a preliminary way to deal with the black soul, but the shortage of materials is a big problem, otherwise I wouldn't rush to the northwest at this time!"

"Haha! What joke are you talking about!"

King Mo laughed loudly, and after he restrained his smile, he stared at Liu Zhengyang: "Do you know what you are talking about? Well? Black soul! That is black soul! No one can stop it. The dark soul!"

Liu Zhengyang's expression was still so indifferent, and then he glanced at him: "What? Are you afraid?"

"Afraid? Who is not afraid!"

King Mo took a deep breath: "When you experience that deep despair, you will understand how terrifying the black soul is!"