Signed in at home for three years, I went out and tore the gods with my hands

Soon Mo Yun understood.

The Nine Lives Civet...is also a monster.

On the other side, Liu Jinbiao was stunned when he saw this scene.

This kitten...is it so fierce?

hiss!

Liu Jinbiao gasped, feeling terrified.

Fortunately, there is no impulse!

If he really sneaked up on this young man, he would be eaten by this strange cat!

Chapter 227 What is Mr. Cat doing?

After a while, the Nine-Life Civet finished absorbing the glowing particles, and its strength has been greatly increased. Although it failed to break through the realm, its strength has also improved a lot.

Mo Yun reckoned that if he hunted two more black dragons like this, the Nine Lives Civet would be able to break through his cultivation.

It's a pity that there is only such a black dragon in this sea area.

"Meow!" After absorbing the mysterious power, the Nine Lives Civet let out a cry, and the hundred-foot-high body quickly shrunk, then returned to its original size, flew back to Mo Yun's shoulder, stretched out its paws and wiped its face, After a lazy meow, he continued to sleep.

Watching this scene, Liu Jinbiao trembled.

Looking at the harmless kitten, it is extremely ferocious in battle, and the ground will shake with a random paw, as if it can overturn the sky for you.

Empress Liu Jinbiao was terrified, thankfully he didn't sneak attack Mo Yun, otherwise he wouldn't even know how he died.

"Let's go, go in and take a look." Mo Yun pointed to the light gate floating above the stone platform, and greeted Liu Jinbiao.

Liu Jinbiao didn't dare to think again, so he hurriedly ran over in response.

"You advanced." Mo Yun said.

"Okay!" Liu Jinbiao stepped into the light gate without any hesitation.

Mo Yun observed for a while, and after finding nothing unusual, he followed in.

There was a blur in front of his eyes, and when his sight was restored again, Mo Yun was already in a dark space.

Yes, the dark space is like the picture in a black and white movie, without any color.

This is an endless space, and even if Mo Yun released his mental power with all his strength, he still couldn't explore its boundary.

However, such a space is indeed incomparably dead at the moment, with no vegetation, no animals, not even microorganisms.

"This..." Liu Jinbiao was dumbfounded. They didn't expect that the so-called treasure space would look like this.

This is not a treasure space at all, but a completely dead gray space!

Mo Yunyou frowned.

This is a folded space.

It is different from Beishan.

This folding space has been exhausted.

Mo Yun's spirit radiated out, and nothing of value happened.

Well, come here for nothing.

Time is ruthless.

Even the space is exhausted.

As far as Mo Yun knew, when one's cultivation reached the Quasi-Holy Realm, one would be able to perceive the power of space, create folding spaces, and endow them with life.

Such a folding space generally will not disappear with the passage of time.

Only when Heaven thinks that the existence of this space will pose a threat, will it intervene in the operation of this space and let it slowly die out.

Obviously, the space in front of him is like this.

Perhaps it used to be prosperous and bright, and it was a real treasure, containing countless opportunities and endless resources.

But at the moment, it is undoubtedly dead.

Of course, it is said that the powerful in the imperial realm can fully grasp the power of space and even the power of time to create a small world.

The so-called small world is a world independent of the heavens and myriad domains, a world that is not affected by the Dao, even the Dao has nothing to do with the small world.

It is a pity that countless epochs have passed, and there has never been a strong emperor.

Thinking of this, Mo Yun shook his head.

A cultivator under the imperial realm.

Even if you are magnificent and unparalleled in combat power, you will eventually be unable to escape the fate of becoming the nourishment of the Dao.

In the end, Mo Yun shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He glanced at Liu Jinbiao, who was already sluggish, and said, "Let's go, this place has dried up, and there will be no treasures or opportunities."

At this moment, Liu Jinbiao's mind was buzzing, with an expression of disbelief. He never thought that the space recorded by the ancestors would actually dry up.

The background of their family's dominance of the heavens and myriad domains is gone...

Seeing that Liu Jinbiao didn't understand, Mo Yun didn't say any more, turned around and wanted to leave first.

"Come out when he thinks it through, and don't force him if he doesn't want to come out."

However, just as Mo Yun turned around, he was taken aback for a moment. He found that the eyes of the Nine Lives Civet on his shoulders were wide open, and his small face was full of horror.

Then, it called out in joy, and jumped off Mo Yun's shoulder with a swish.

A scoff sounded.

The golden flame blazed up.

The body of the Nine-Life Civet skyrocketed, approaching more than 50 meters before stopping.

Then, it stretches its limbs.

Then, it sat cross-legged on its hind limbs, turned its forelimbs and turned its palms to face the sky, with a solemn expression on its face.

"What is Master Mao doing?" Liu Jinbiao came back to his senses and looked at the Nine Lives Civet in a daze.