Liu Zhengyang raised his brows.

He never expected that he was extremely tough just now, and there is a certain way that King Mo, who would rather die than follow him, will just be soft!

This will inevitably give him an anticlimactic feeling.

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

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

But he never tried the feeling of Dao-yin collision.

Huang Butiao and Mowang didn’t know Liu Zhengyang’s thoughts, otherwise they would try to tell him that his thoughts were really dangerous!

After all, the Mark of Daoyuan is not a joke!

In the palace of King Mo, those who survived couldn't believe their ears!

That King Mo who was like a **** gave up?

How can this be!

Thinking of this, those people walked out sluggishly.

King Mo frowned and took a look. He originally wanted to shoot, but after thinking about it, he shook his head: "The Northwest is your place from now on! Although King Mo is not a hero, I also know the rules!"

After speaking, King Mo turned around and left.

How can this place stay? The face is gone!

Liu Zhengyang suddenly said, "Wait!"

King Mo is going crazy, he is also a grumpy person, he has already subdued himself, is he still reluctant to give up Liu Zhengyang?

Now he turned his head back fiercely: "Liu Zhengyang, don't deceive people too much!"

Liu Zhengyang ignored him, and then waved his sleeves, and the entire space was isolated from exploration. Unless the powerhouse of Daoyuan realm, he could not eavesdrop on their conversation.

King Mo's body shook subconsciously, but then he still stagnated, and did not make any resistance to Liu Zhengyang's actions.

"Black Soul!"

Liu Zhengyang only spit out these two words indifferently, but the bodies of King Mo and Huang Botiao suddenly shook.

"What did you say?"

"Black Soul has appeared!"

Liu Zhengyang repeated it, and this sentence also caused King Mo's pupils to shrink suddenly, the eyes looking at Liu Zhengyang became a little complicated, and the yellow striped 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 scene appeared in the air.

That was the scene where he rescued the ancient blood king.

The unique tentacles of the Black Soul are their best identification, and King Mo's pupils suddenly shrank when they saw this scene.

The same is true for yellow cloth strips.

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

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

"right!"

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

"Haha! What are you talking about!"

King Mo laughed loudly. After he stopped his smile, his eyes fixed on Liu Zhengyang: "Do you know what you are talking about? Hmm? Black soul! That's a black soul! No one can stop it. Black soul!"

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

"Afraid? Who can not be afraid!"

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