Chapter 1272

"What's going on?"

Situ Mo was ashamed. Half of his body recovered quickly, and the divine art was also repairing the original God.

However, he hasn't waited for him to react.

A golden bell fell ahead.

Endless runes in the void are displayed one after another. While the golden light suddenly appears, the endless power in heaven and earth begins to spread.

A terrible force of thunder and Taoism, with the sound of soul taking in the bell, interfered with situ Mo's mind.

At that moment, situ Mo's body disintegrated from the inside.

The yuan God broke up again.

"Damn it, how could this thunder robbery be so strong." Recalling the last breakthrough, it was a few months ago.

"It's only a few months. It's almost impossible to break from Zuxian to Yuanxian."

"Sure enough, I'm still in a hurry."

Situ Mo was sweating. Although the body of immortals was powerful, his flesh was lack of training, which would inevitably lead to the foundation being not stable enough.

That's why there was such a terrible thunder.

"But so what? God, you've taken me once. There can't be a second time."

Situ Mo gritted his teeth, his physical world unfolded, and three world tree seedlings took root in the void and settled the universe.

The three big worlds also emerged one after another, absorbing the power of thunder all over the sky.

However, at the moment when those precious weapons fell, the world tree seemed to be lit in an instant, with fire burning into the sky and extremely overbearing.

The same is true of situ Mo's three big worlds.

The world was hit by thunder and smashed. Situ Mo gulped blood and his breath was depressed.

It is useless for him to hide in the world. The Tai Chi nine immortals map on the nine days has moved.

It directly ran through one of the worlds, like exterminating the world, and turned situ Mo into fly ash.

In the space of the jade pendant, the girls saw that situ Mo was so miserable, and their hearts were mentioned to their throat.

"Brother situ, what's the matter?"

"How could such a terrible thunder rob him." Qin Yan was burning with anxiety.

Xiao Menghan bit his silver teeth, clenched his fists and stared at the figure.

"Xiao Mo, don't worry."

"Brother in law!" Murong Qiqi and Chen Momo were also very anxious.

A group of women are very worried.

They wanted to go out, but the thin Buddha set a ban and they couldn't go out.

"Thin monk, please let us out quickly. We want to share weal and woe with our brother-in-law."

Thin Buddha Gu Jing wubo said, "several female benefactors, even if I let you out, you can't save him."

"Jiuchongtian thunder world, also known as jiuchonglei sky robbery, in ancient times, how many people wanted to touch this field and go through this disaster, but they all failed."

"Not one of the hundreds of millions of people who can see the people who lead to this thunder world."

"This is a great opportunity."

"But this thing, opportunity and death exist at the same time."

"Even I can't interfere with such a thunder robbery, otherwise I will be involved."

"If you go, it will only distract him and make him die faster."

"Is there no other way?" Cherry Kawako asked.

"No, if you come, you will be at ease. You have to choose to believe him."

The thin Buddha spoke lightly, but he was really shocked when he saw the nine thunder robbing the sky in his heart.

"I'm afraid his future achievements will surpass his previous life." This is his conclusion.

Situ Mo was killed by countless thunder. His unstable ancestral immortal foundation was reborn in the broken thunder again and again.

It's like an iron rope gradually being made into a King Kong pillar.

His flesh began to become strong.

In his eyes, there is endless power of thunder, and there are thunder in every muscle around him. These thunder shuttle through the flesh like small thunder snakes.

Situ Mo roared up to the sky. A Thunder Dragon rushed out of his mouth and smashed the magic soldiers all over the sky.

"Is it done?"

"Did he survive the thunder?" A group of Yuan immortals below are happy. As long as situ Mo doesn't die, they will have hope to leave the Tianxu.

If situ Mo dies, it will be the biggest loss of this trip.

The women in the jade pendant space were also happy. Their eyes were red one by one, and tears seemed to flow down from the corners of their eyes in the next moment.

"His thunder robbery is not over!" At this time, the thin Buddha opened his mouth.

"What, it's not over yet?"

"Didn't he crush all those magic soldiers?"

The thin Buddha pointed to the thunder world above the void, "if the nine heavy thunder robbery has not disappeared, it means that the thunder robbery is not over."

In the sky, situ Mo's face was dignified.

On the third layer, the endless thunder fragments in the void gathered again and condensed into a huge sword sweeping the sky.

The whole body of the sword is golden, and endless holy light is revealed from it.

There are even nine real dragons circling on it. Each real dragon releases the true meaning comparable to the Immortal Emperor.

"Xuanyuan sword!"

"Xuanyuan sword appeared in the thunder robbery!"

Whether it was Yuanxian who competed for flat peach or Murong Qiqi.

There was infinite shock at this time.

Xuanyuan sword is a mythical existence in the fairy world. It fell into the hands of a great power in ancient times from the immortal Kunlun God. Later generations were obtained by the Taigu emperor to extract its true spirit and suppress ten extraterritorial extreme Taoist demons.

Its power is not strong.

The women were puzzled why Xuanyuan sword appeared in the disaster.

Situ Mo was quite different from them.

He saw something deeper.

At the moment of the way of heaven, there is nothing to hide.

It was completely composed of thunder. Behind the Xuanyuan sword, there were dozens of powerful figures.

From more than a dozen strong men with chaotic Qi and divine power in front, to the Kunlun God in the back, to the congenital emperor in ancient times, followed by the human emperor.

Situ Mo's scalp was numb, and a guess arose in his heart.

Are these all the former masters of Xuanyuan sword?

Even the Kunlun deity was ranked third.

Situ Mo swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

At this time, a crisis of life and death filled his heart. The Xuanyuan sword composed of thunder moved, along with dozens of strong men behind him.

The speed is extreme.

Situ Mo wanted to avoid this killing move.

However, it didn't work. He couldn't even move.

Are you dying?

Just dying?

The past scenes flashed in situ Mo's eyes. From his fall to the secular world, his practice met all the women, from the tianwu world to the fairy world, everything seemed to be yesterday.

These things twinkled in his knowledge of the sea. They were tiny light spots. He wanted to catch them, but he couldn't catch them.