"I don't want to hurt you, I just want to cross the river, stop attacking quickly!"
As soon as she pointed at the shattering stream, Mo'er seemed to remember something, and her crisp voice revealed an order.
However, Xie Shaqianliu's weapon spirit remained unmoved, and mobilized the river of death to whirl quickly, forming a roaring black dragon, cutting open its bloody mouth, and biting towards Mo'er.
"snort!"
Mo'er snorted softly, and pointed again.
As soon as she pointed it out, Ye Chenfeng's powerful soul power clearly felt that the power from the ancient miracles was rushing in madly, gathering in the finger she pointed out.
In the blink of an eye, the thick and thin awns of the fingers swelled rapidly, shattering the space, and pointing at the black dragon formed from the shattered water of death, it fell into the turbulent river of death.
"So strong!"
Not only Ye Chenfeng was shocked by Mo'er's horror, but Shendao's humility also set off a huge wave.
He had a feeling that Mo'er's finger just now fused the power of ancient miracles, and its power might surpass that of the top-grade ancestral weapon, the Shenxu Sword.
"Boom!"
The attacks were continuously broken, completely enraged Xie Chaqianliu's weapon spirit, he mobilized the vast and boundless river of death to riot, turned into overlapping streams of light, like a galaxy flowing backwards, and attacked Ye Chenfeng and others, Want to smash them into pieces.
"break!"
Facing the attack of the streamer like the end of the world, Mo'er still showed no fear, she uttered a word softly from her rosy mouth, and punched the roaring streamer.
With a punch, the power of the ancient miracle was mobilized by her again, like a towering giant mountain, it ruthlessly hit the ten thousand zhang streamer.
"boom!"
The ten thousand zhang streamer collided with Mo'er's fist light, breaking like broken glass.
One punch broke the ten thousand zhang stream, and Mo'er blasted a mountain-like fist light forward indomitably, blasting into the turbulent river of death, directly blasting the river of death into a bottomless big hole, the terrifying aftermath knocked Xie Sha Qianliu's Artifact Spirit flew out.
"You, who are you? How could you mobilize the power of ancient miracles!" Qi Ling trembled.
However, Mo'er didn't answer his words, and continued to mobilize the power of the ancient miracles to attack the River of Death. The terrible attack created a vacuum in the River of Death, and continued to collapse.
"Don't, don't fight, I'll take you across the river!"
The fighting strength Mo'er showed was too terrifying, it deeply frightened Xie Shaqianliu's weapon spirit, and made him show fear, and had to beg for mercy.
"Okay, now you send us across the river, and I'll spare you!" Mo'er glanced at Ye Chenfeng, saw his acquiescent eyes, and ordered.
"Yes Yes!"
Xie Shaqianliu's Qi Ling thought of a terrible existence, and was really scared. He obediently controlled the water of death and turned it into a water boat, sending Ye Chenfeng and the others to the other shore.
Chapter 1825
"Mo'er, can you see if you can subdue it?"
Ye Chenfeng didn't expect Mo'er to be so tough, and wanted to use her power to subdue the evil spirit of Qianliu Artifact for his own use.
"Let me try!"
Mo'er nodded her head, stood on the other side of the river of death, and shouted at Xie Shaqianliu's weapon spirit, wanting it to follow her.
However, Xie Sha Qianliu's Qi Ling chose to remain silent, and let Mo'er yell whatever he said, so in desperation, Mo'er had no choice but to give up.
"Forget Mo'er, it's fine if it doesn't want to surrender!" Ye Chenfeng also knew the difficulty of subduing the top-grade ancestral artifact, and didn't force it: "By the way, Mo'er, do you know what secrets are hidden in this ancient miracle?"
"I can't remember!" Mo'er tried to recall, but found that her mind was in chaos and she couldn't recall anything.
"Forget it, Mo'er, go back to the Qiankun Realm to rest, if necessary, I will find you again!"
After finishing speaking, Ye Chenfeng teleported the mysterious Mo'er to the Qiankun Realm.
"Chenfeng, this little girl is too scary, she is definitely the spirit of the Void Artifact!"
The existence that can make the top-level ancestor artifact spirits submit obediently is definitely the virtual artifact artifact spirit.
"It seems that the biggest secret of this ancient miracle is the virtual artifact!" Ye Chenfeng nodded.
"That's right, but the Void Artifact is the top existence in this world. Even if I recover my peak strength, I can't subdue it, but you can try it if you have the Chaos God Tree!" Shen Daoxu nodded and said.
"Well, regardless of success or failure, you have to give it a try!"
Ye Chenfeng knows the horror of the virtual artifact, if he can subdue the virtual artifact, and then use the way of the imperial weapon to hit it, even the most terrifying ancestors at the peak will not be able to resist it.
"Let's go, let's move on!"
Shen Daoxu briefly suppressed the faintly recurring old injury, and then summoned a drop of divine blood, controlling the divine blood to guide them to continue flying to the depths of the ancient miracle.
"Well, the power of the formation!"
Flying and flying, Ye Chenfeng and the two felt the power of the formation in front of them, covering one area of the world.
"What a mysterious formation pattern, who the hell left this great formation here!"
Approaching the great formation that covers the world, Ye Chenfeng felt that the great formation was terrifying, surpassing the general ancestral formation, and had a little interest in the space of this great formation, wanting to see what kind of opportunities were suppressed inside.