Tiandao's little fool has fangs

Chapter 628
"It doesn't do me any good, it just makes the person I like get what they want."

"How do you know what she wants?"

Sora Matsuri smiled, but didn't explain...Since he thinks so, let's think so...

Mo Zhichu was furious, "You stole my face, stole my name, and meddled in the karma between me and Xiao Xu. Originally, you are the Dao of Heaven, and I am the Lord God. We don't interfere with the water of the river, but you want to seek death."

Kong Ji's fingers suddenly accelerated, and the sound of the piano was rapid and high-pitched.

Mo Zhichu condensed his spirit and transformed into ten clones...

Ten Mo Zhichus attacked Kong Ji at the same time.

Kong Ji's sound blade flew out... the power of ten main gods, he couldn't resist...

But so what... No matter how strong Mo Zhichu is, he can't change anything, everything he does is worth it.

He gave Si Rong a complete satisfaction.

I am the Dao of Heaven... How can the Dao of Heaven, who has lost the blessing of the laws of heaven and earth, be able to withstand the power of the Lord God...

The arm started to ache, and the fingertips were cut by the strings... The blood fell into Yuanqian...

The music became low and melodious.

All the disciples were so sad that they couldn't control themselves...

However, there was one person with a blank face all the time...it was Qingyang Mo who followed secretly.

He just wanted to ask Xia Kongji Shangshen if his tone dementia could be cured.

Yuanqian exudes red light, crying blood...

Kong Ji's hands were covered in blood and flesh, exposing bones... It hurts, it hurts...

He can't bear this world, he can't bear the story of his existence, he can't bear... Si Rong.

Mo Zhichu has more and more avatars, twenty to thirty...

Kong Ji was shocked, he was already so strong... the avatars are nothing more, each of the thirty avatars has the power of the main god...

Who can resist Mo Zhichu like this...

Kong Ji spat out a mouthful of blood, looked down at the sword stuck in his chest, and slowly stood up, hugging Yuanqian...

In an instant, the whole body was filled with red light... throwing Yuanqian out.

When Mo Zhichu resisted, Kong Ji had already appeared in front of him.

A group of Mo Zhichu immediately surrounded the empty sacrificial group...

Kong Ji closed his eyes, and his body was covered with swords... The red light all over his body suddenly lit up...

With a loud bang, Kong Ji disappeared, and Mo Zhichu was ejected...

Blood-colored drops of water floated in the air, they were fragments of the soul of Kong Ji...

Mo Zhichu staggered to a stop, clutching his heart... Heavenly Dao... exploded himself with the power of his soul... and broke his avatar.

Wujing, Xue Jiuchen, and Bei Xingyue fell at the same time.

Xue Jiuchen murmured: "We are late."

Mo Zhichu raised his sword and walked out step by step, surrounded by disciples of Kongsang.

The music sounded, and various sound blades flew towards him.

He raised his hand and dispelled all the attacks, "It's just ants..."

The disciples of Kongsang were knocked down by the blocked attack, sitting or lying down, all of them were frozen.

Xue Jiuchen looked at Mo Zhichu who had gone away, "He is seriously injured."

Wujing: "The way of heaven blew itself up, and the main god hurt the soul..."

He sat in the same place, with an extra string of Buddhist beads in his hand... He is not a monk but he can chant scriptures, and he doesn't know how to do it... Dad said that the beads have always been there.

Sanskrit sounds... echoed in Kongsang Mountain, it is crossing, it is salvation...

He didn't know if it was useful, the spirit of Kong Ji had dissipated in the world...

At this time, Yuanqian flew up, vibrated in mid-air, and the sound of the piano scattered, as if responding to the scriptures of Wujing...

A few red lights submerged into Yuanqian.

Wujing smiled, "It's vitality."

Bei Xingyue asked: "Can the God of Kong Ji come back?"

"It's just taking back the remnant soul, maybe it will form a soul after thousands of years...but he may not be empty sacrifice."

Bei Xingyue: "Maybe not? In other words, maybe it is? I think it must be."

"Ah."

　Si Rong: Why did you throw Yuanqian into the sky?
　　Kongji: Self-explosion will destroy Yuanqian.You gave it, I can't bear it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)