The sword light suddenly arrived, and King Ping was still waiting for Mo Yu to think about it. Unexpectedly, Mo Yu didn't think about it at all, and caught him off guard for a moment.

But he had already planned for the situation at this moment that he would not be a prisoner. Since he could not survive, it would be better to take the entire Suiming City to bury it.

As his thoughts moved, his connection with the long river of history increased instantly. A terrifying pressure was transmitted along the connection, and the smoke of the huge black dragon-shaped smoke in the sky gradually condensed.

The black light columns spread throughout Suiming City bent in the sky and woven into a huge black light net. This huge light net was leaping, and the terrifying heartbeat sounded when Ping Wang merged with the law just now.

The emperor, who was arranged for the Guards to destroy the light column bases, changed his expression and looked up at the huge light net in the sky and the black dragon smoke under the light net.

In order to kill Molière, the entire human race paid a huge price and found a way to seal Molière's laws to prevent him from returning with the help of the ceremony.

If Exler had not completed the ceremony urgently shortly after Molière's death, he entered the myth, the Human Emperor would have flattened the Dragon Clan and incorporated the entire Dragon Clan into the territory of the Human Clan.

The two tribes conquered the latter, and the human race maintained their advantage. Unexpectedly, an accident occurred during the decisive battle. The human race was eroded and entangled by the toxin law of Exler. The human race lost its backbone and ability to fight against the myth, and had to shrink its sphere of influence. However, the dragon race was also seriously injured and lost the ability to attack the human race in a short period of time.

Therefore, during the years when the Human Emperor was in a coma, the two tribes have maintained subtle peace.

However, once Molière returns, the strength of the dragon clan will be greatly improved and the human clan will fall into an absolute disadvantage.

Although he had just woken up not long ago, the Human Emperor had quickly figured out the current situation.

If he was standing in Mo Yu's position, he would definitely let King Ping go. Even if King Ping left, he would only become a third-party force between the human race and the dragon race, and there was a possibility of winning and exploiting it. However, once King Ping was forced to a dead end here and Molière returned from history, the balance of the two tribes would quickly tilt towards the dragon race.

"Your Majesty, the evacuation order has been issued."

General Yang, who was controlling the communicator, whispered to the Human Emperor.

"Um."

The Human Emperor responded and looked up at the battlefield in the sky again. He had no idea about Mo Yu, but now that things have come to this, he can only believe in Mo Yu and his daughter's vision.

Mo Yu didn't know that all kinds of thoughts flashed through the human emperor below. When Ping Wang completed the last part of the ceremony, the silver sword light had cut through Ping Wang's hard and twisted body. The dazzling light quickly destroyed his body. Mo Yu also followed the sword light to Ping Wang's body.

The endless twisted rules were parsed out in Mo Yu's vision. He paused for a short time for two breaths, then shattered the silver sword in his hand. If it were a pure jade disc, it was the "Dao disc". His jade disc quickly passed through the void where King Ping originally floated.

This was just an ordinary stroke in the field of view of ordinary people, but from the perspective of the underlying information of the mythological person, the seemingly ordinary jade disc cut apart the rules of entanglement with the soul of Pingwang, and it was difficult to part with it, separating the soul of Pingwang.

And while this separation occurred, the illusory soul of King Ping emerged from the void.

Mo Yu just weaved countless solidified spaces not to humiliate Ping Wang, but to induce Ping Wang to use the rules, so that he can analyze the rules more conveniently.

Until now, he had a deeper understanding of this kind of rules that bind and entangle, and could even briefly master such rules, so he could use the power of the Taoist disc to separate the soul of the King Ping, who was inseparable from the rules.

At the moment when the soul of Pingwang emerged, Mo Yu did not hesitate and immediately built a magic circle made by life in the air, reshaping a body for Pingwang, and casually stabbed Pingwang's soul and threw it down below.

The reason why Mo Yu saved King Ping was very simple, he was useful.

Then Mo Yu raised his head and looked at the black dragon made of black smoke in the air.

The violent dragon roar resounded throughout the sky, and the energy of mythical existence returning from history was not generated out of thin air.

The ritual of becoming a god only requires conceptual fit, and it is enough to fully master the laws, but the ritual of returning also requires reconstructing the body. It needs a powerful carrier and the minimum active energy that can support the return.

For example, Mo Yu's cheap uncle Xia Yan directly trained his original body and strength of the Jade Emperor into the sealed Haotian Mirror, so every time he summoned the Jade Emperor, he could skip the energy payment. This was the backup plan he prepared for himself after playing against the mortal coalition forces.

But it is obvious that Molière, who died of a life of desperation, did not prepare a backup plan for himself. Although the power in Pingwang's body had just been pulled away by him to build a new carrier, forming the smoke black dragon, this power was only enough to build a carrier for him to return, and was not enough to support his life.

Therefore, he must absorb enough vitality, and everyone in Suiming City is the best source of vitality at this moment. To meet his energy needs, most of the people in Suiming City need to be sacrificed.

In fact, the countless black light columns are sacrifice arrays related to rituals.

These light columns surged, and countless small animals moving between cities instantly turned into dry corpses, and when they were blown by the wind, they instantly turned into dust.

And slightly larger lives, including mortals, clearly feel that their bodies are rapidly becoming weak.

It was as tired as a couple fighting for a night.

And this weakness is only temporary. As the speed of the light column surging gradually increases, some ordinary people without extraordinary power will be quickly absorbed.

Countless mechas belonging to the Guards were walking through the streets, trying to destroy these dark light columns, but there were too many of these light columns, and their strength was nothing but drops in the bucket.

The girl in her arms clearly sensed all this. She stretched out her little hand and gently pulled the clothes on the boy's chest.

"That, can you save them?"

"Well, so what price are you willing to pay?"

Mo Yu hugged the princess in his arms tightly, jumped gently, and flew towards the huge black dragon smoke in the sky.

“I…I…I can…”

The girl lowered her head and her voice was soft.

But before she could finish her words, a huge dragon roared out of the black dragon smoke in the sky. The terrifying waves directly interrupted the girl's words. The endless wind rose along the wave and hit Mo Yu, trying to hinder Mo Yu's progress.

Molière also clearly felt the threat brought by Mo Yu and was working hard to save himself.

"Close your eyes."

Mo Yu smiled and put away his thoughts of teasing the princess. He hugged the princess tightly, and a card with purple glowing shattered in his hands.

[Four Swords of Zhu Xian]!

At the moment the card was broken, four giant swords broke through the air and directly blocked the black dragon phantom in the sky into the sword formation.
Chapter completed!