Immortal Mortal

"Boom!" Mo Wuji's endless river is like a bang in the hardest mountain peaks. The mood of the river is instantly melted, and the endless smashing of the mans is broken, but the mountain has no damage at all.

The violent celestial power surged over, and Mo Wuji’s mouth was a blood arrow spurting out, and then he felt his veins begin to split, and the vitality seemed to meet a black whirlpool, to be taken away.

Just one move is not over yet, and a strong sense of weakness has flooded.

Mo Wuzhi secretly horrified, what is this guy doing? His strength was bombarded with a powerful long river, just like an egg smashed on a stone.

Hurry to retreat, if you do not retreat, the next moment he will be rolled up by this crazy scroll of fairy, life is not guaranteed. But the next moment, Mo Wuji knew that he thought more, even though the black skin man had not yet started to him, he could not withdraw.

The powerful field has caught him, he can only wait to die, the feeling of powerlessness makes Mo Wuji have a deep frustration.

He used to think that he had advanced to the king of the king, and even confronted the weaker Xianzun. After meeting the real strong, Mo Wuzhi understood that he was still weak and terrible.

"Boom!" It was another celestial explosion, and Mo Wuji was loose. He saw the condensed Zen stick tearing the black man's field.

"Thank you for the monk." Mo Wuji quickly took out the space of the other side, he is sure that this black-skinned guy is a great emperor, a very powerful Emperor.

"Mo Wuji quickly help, I can't beat this guy alone, this guy is out of which coffin, how is it so powerful?" Da Ning's Zen rod rolled up the hurricane-like fairy wave, almost a few miles away They are all controlled, and they are still saying that they can’t beat this black guy.

Mo Wuji where to speak with the big condensate monk, his whirlpool field directly superimposed on the field of the big condensed monk. Compared to other people's fields, the unscrupulous areas can be superimposed at will.

Sure enough, even though this dark and sultry man's field can tear the field space of the big condensed monk, his field is immediately suppressed after being superimposed on the unscrupulous field.

"Good brother, you are terrific in this field, wait for this nigga, you teach me." Da Ning monk madly swept the fairy and the other party into a ball, while still not forgetting to teach him the field.

Mo Wuji didn't have time to pay attention to the big monk. He knew that this **** was powerful. Although his strength is strong, it is not a little bit worse than the nigga.

He grabbed countless flags and kept arranging in the surrounding space. There is a kind of hunch in Mo Wuzhi's heart. You must kill this nigga, otherwise you will endless troubles. He is not enough to repair. The most powerful thing he is now is not cultivation, but Dan Dao and Dao. Dandao can't be reflected in the battle, and the road is complete.

"Who are you, a fairy king in the district, actually tearing down in my yin, no damage?" The voice of the black ghost infiltrated, although he was very poorly repaired, he still did not care about coagulation. Instead, he set his sights on Mo Wuji.

His two eyes are like two white lanterns, and the light that shines is infiltrating.

Mo Wuzhi sneered in his heart, although his cultivation is weak, but his body is six layers of flesh, the area will tear him apart, is he not too garbage?

At that moment, the man who had not been restored by Mo Wuji also slowed down. He only took a few breaths in the place, and joined the battle group. He also called, "Mo brother, you helped. I am once."

Mo Wuji has already formed a trap at this moment. He did not directly start the sleepy killing, but continued to sculpt the voids outside the trapped squad, and he continued to lay out a strangling array that most people could not find.

"Haha, the predecessor is polite. I was in the third floor of the broken world. If you didn't point me and protect me, maybe I have already fallen outside the gold house, or fell into the fog. Today is the meeting, the shot is Yes, I still don't know how the seniors call it." Mo Wuji laughed.

The man with a vague body is the statue that Mo Wuji saw when he entered the third floor of the broken world. At that time, Mo Wuji once again erected the statue and even found some limbs for the statue.

Later in the gold house, a voice reminded Mo Wuji, but also saved Mo Wuji. Mo Wuji suspected at the time that the statue he had pushed up saved him.

Today, he heard the familiar voice. When he saw that the body had not restored the man’s vague body, he knew that he had not made a mistake. The two men were indeed one.

"Mo brother, don't call my predecessor, my name is Gu Yongzhen. If you talk about the old words, you will say that this person has a different origin. Today he must kill him, otherwise he will endless troubles." Gu Yongzhen said while he was presenting. A pair of pens, crazy to the black man.

"How is this **** so powerful? Who is this guy? Didn't it kill any troubles?" The Da Ning monk ran wildly and asked Gu Yongzhen.

Gu Yongzhen replied in a hurry. "Yes, this person is really a nigger. He is called Yuan Zhen, the demon king of the Seven Temples."

"What, this **** is actually one of the seven kings of the Seven Temples?" After the Dajing monk heard this, the attack obviously rose again, and it was obviously desperate.

Mo Wuji does not know what the Seven Temples are. He just has a feeling that he must not let go of this Lantern. He felt the yin of Yuan Zhen, and the subconscious began to join the raid arc attack in his trap.

"Hey..." Yuan Zhen suddenly made a burst of screaming sounds, and the momentum suddenly rose. "I want to kill my demon king, don't dream..."

This guy is going to go, and the momentum of the Lantern Festival has climbed, and Mo Wuji feels it.

He did not hesitate to launch his own trapped squad, but at the same time speeded up the pattern of depicting the strangulation. A line of thunder was integrated into the strangle.

"Boom!" Yuan Zhen was just a collision, and he smashed the unscrupulous sleepy squad. The swords and swords of the sky were like tickles for Yuan Zhen.

But the last wave of thunder arcs made him come down. Although this thunder arc could not make the Lantern hit hard, it left a trace on his black skin.

Yuan Zhen rushed away, his field was broken under the tears of the three fields.

"Oh!" Almost at the same time as Yuanxiaodun stagnation, the Buddhist monk's Zen stick directly brought a gray blood stain at the waist of Yuanxiao.

Gu Yongzhen did not miss the opportunity. Two black pens directly entered the temple of Yuanxiao.

Yuan Li’s screaming, the iron rope in his hand went straight through the shoulders of the big condensed monk. The big condensate monk also had a tenacity, not only did not retreat, but the Zen rod in his hand was once again turned into a half-wheeled shovel arc of hundreds of feet. In the field of superposition of him and Mo Wuji, the shovel arc directly locked the space where Yuanxiao fled.

A voice of Buddha came from the shovel arc, even if it was not aimed at Mo Wuzhi ~ www.readwn.com ~ Mo Wuji still felt a handle heavy hammer in the depths of his heart. He was shocked in his heart, this monk is really amazing.

Obviously, at this moment, Da Ning and the monk showed the killer. After knowing the origin of Yuan Zhen, he gave birth to the murder of Yuan Zhen.

The Lancang of Yuanxiao suddenly exploded, and the small chain that turned into a circle and a circle locked the shovel arc of hundreds of feet long, and the Buddha number was instantly lowered. Yuan Zhen’s body exploded, and a weak shadow rushed out again.

If you don't know that the sleepy killings of Mo Wuji are so powerful, he is not necessarily eager to go. Even if he wants to go, it is slow. Now he feels the horror of being unscrupulous and murderous. Once he is trapped by the thunder arc again, he will be buried here under the joint of the Da Ning monk and Gu Yongzhen.

"Hey!" A thunder net blasted, and there was a figure in the thunder net that gave up a layer of flesh.

The second twist of the unscrupulous squadron was just arranged, and it locked the body of Yuan Zhen. Mo Wuzhi also secretly horrified, and he went to the body to keep his own gods, and he saw more. And Yuan Zhen, like this, gave up the first layer of flesh, and actually there is a second layer of the body of the guy, he is the first time to see.

Today, if you are not with the Da Ning monk, you will meet the powerful master of Yuanxiao. He has no second way except to escape.

The big condensed monk and Gu Yongzhen did not delay for a while, and the same madness rushed over. At the same time, the Zen rod and the pen shadow screamed, and Yuan screamed, "You dare to kill me..."

"Boom!" No matter how dare to kill, the attack of the big condensed monk and Gu Yongzhen has come over, and the second body of Yuan Zhen has been blasted again.

The Buddhist stick of the Da Ning monk also tore the chain lock of the Lantern Festival, and a light golden flame spurted out, and the Lantern Festival had no more life.

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