Chapter 844

I don't know how many times I've seen Mo Wen's thrilling scene. In this array, Mo Wen belongs to the weak. The only thing he relies on is Niancheng's power, as well as his own seven points power, soul ring, poison prisoner's altar and snake scale dagger. After separation, these things can't threaten the spirits. However, if these things are gathered together, it's extraordinary.

As for Mo Wen's current cultivation, he still doesn't know how to combine and use these supernatural weapons, and the fusion of Niancheng's power and qimang's power. Once Mo Wen knows how to use these power and magic weapons, thousands of spirits are vulnerable to Mo Wen.

Of course, these magic weapons are insignificant in front of the ghost pagoda. Although the power of the ghost pagoda can't be said to kill the gods when meeting the gods, it can't resist the power of the ghost pagoda when meeting the mortal people and objects.

It also requires Mo Wen to integrate and apply these powers and magic weapons to a certain extent. Whether he can become the God of the underworld depends on Mo Wen's nature.

As Zhong Weizi said, if the practitioners have a trace of evil thoughts, they can cause the destruction of life in the world. No one knows whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Countless colorful lights quickly merged into one, instantly turned into a particularly thick colorful light, mixed with the potential of creating heaven and earth, and suddenly cut away towards the spirit in front.

The sound of "Bang Bang..." was heard all the time. The screams of the spirits, under the invincible killing moves, were completely vulnerable and broke down one after another.

"Click!" That force split the void into a long, huge gap in front of the spirit group, and immediately split into two parts.

"Crackling!" Innumerable spirit bodies, accompanied by bursts of blood, are scattered on the ground.

More than three hundred spirit gods, under Mo Wen's unique move, almost no one survived. Only a few dying spirit gods, even if they survived by chance, had no fighting power. No one expected that Mo Wen was so young. Under the move just now, he had such power.

The power of one move is to break the sky and shatter the earth. Don't ask. With practical actions, you have verified a truth. In the face of absolute strength, no matter how many people there are, it is futile.

"Ah?" The rest of the spirits below turned pale and could not help shaking violently. Some of them were even more frightened. Not everyone could bear the bloody and powerful killing scene.

"Run away!" Soon after, some of the spirits who were awakened from the shock were so scared that they ran away and did not dare to watch the battle any more, let alone work together to deal with Mo Wen. They did not want to be the followers of death.

There are also some people who do not want to escape, but have already been frightened by Mo Wen's terrorist means, so that their legs soften and they have no strength to escape.

For the rest of the spirits, don't even look them in the eye. They move. They are already in the bloody rain. They rush to the center of the dead spirits and close their eyes. They absorb and fuse these forces quickly. Once he hesitates, maybe he won't be so leisurely, If hundreds of spirits join hands to launch a merciless attack on him, at this moment, he will be like a lamb, unable to resist. The blow just now consumed more than half of Mo Wen's physical strength. When encountering a group siege, Mo Wen will have to wait to die.

Before they react, don't feel that you have to seize the opportunity to replenish your strength and strength and buy time.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the old man's body shook violently, his face turned pale, and he almost fell from the air.

He couldn't help opening his mouth and spouting out several mouthfuls of blood. Originally, he stood by to observe Mo Wen. He was shocked and speechless. When he saw that hundreds of spirits were not his opponents, he was attacked by blood.

Looking at the young man in front of him, he closed his eyes tightly and combined the power of hundreds of spirits. In his eyes, a strong sense of despair flashed quickly. He knew that if he didn't continue to do so, he would die today.

"No one of you should run. This is the array space. No one can escape. If you want to survive, come and meet the enemy quickly!" As soon as his eyes swept away the escaping spirit group, the old man could not help roaring.

"You think I'm stupid. Didn't you see what happened just now? This boy is a madman, he is a devil, so many brothers' Xing's life can't be saved. If we continue to fight against him, isn't it a suicide? "

"Yes, this boy's cultivation has reached the point that our spirits can't resist. Under such strength, how long are you sure to resist? Or do you have a way to kill it? Hum... If you have this ability, why do you want me to die? Why don't you just go yourself? "

"You cowards, don't blame me for not reminding you. If this guy integrates more than half of our spiritual power, he will have no chance to deal with him. He has consumed more than half of the blow just now. Now is our best chance to attack!"

At the end of these words, the old man's heart was full of doubts. According to reason, these spirits were all highly skilled in martial arts. How can we not understand such a simple thing? They can't have no idea, but why are they still running away like this? Do they want to help Mo to successfully refine thousands of spirits in the array space?

When he heard the dialogue between the spirits, he was shocked and quickly looked at the three female ghosts who were worried about him. He cried out anxiously: "Cher, Xinxin and Alice, do your best to protect my heart! Quick... Heart armor... "

"Yes, master!" The three ghosts looked dignified. Hearing the words, they nodded without hesitation. The three white lights went into Mo Wen's body in the blink of an eye, and immediately formed a hard armor like a steel drill in front of him.

"It's impossible. He can't become a heart protector..."

"My God, this guy has really become a heart guard armor. His cultivation must not be as humble as we estimated. There must be a magic weapon in him that can kill us!"

"Don't listen to the old man's nonsense. Run for your life. If this boy keeps on pestering, we'll be worried about Xing's life!"

"Break... Melt..." a roar from heaven and earth quickly reverberated between heaven and earth. With the formation of the heart armor, Mo Wen recklessly integrated the power of hundreds of spirits. Around his body, more and more light gathered, from white to red, and then from red to purple. The whole array space was as bright as day under the power of the light, The glare hurt my eyes.

"Boom!" A loud noise, suddenly overcast clouds, deep in the void, a huge lightning appeared strangely.

The thunder and lightning, like a force controlled by Mo Wen, split the void of the array and shook the array space several times in an instant.

For a moment, over the whole array space, there were flashes of thunder, bursts of thunder tearing the void, and a torrential thunder burst out from the sky, mercilessly falling down.

"Click!" Under this boundless power, the defensive array above the array was once again smashed into a long crack. Countless thick thunder and lightning with thick thumbs rushed in from the crack, and all of them fell to the spirit in front.

At this time, Mo Wen took this opportunity to raise his arms crazily and cut off towards the front.

Combined with the power of thunder and lightning, they slashed dozens of spirits up and down, left and right.

Seeing this, the disheveled old man was scared to death. He moved quickly and fled to the rear. Now, he just wanted to hold on as much as possible, or they would have nowhere to escape.

However, although the old man avoided Mo Wen's killing move, he could not escape the overwhelming lightning.

"Crackle!" Under the control of Mo Wen's idea Cao, several strong thunderbolts arrived at the old man's forehead like a tarsal maggot, and three of them fell on his head.

"Creak, creak!" In the flash of lightning, the old man's original hair was instantly baked into coke, emitting thick white smoke, and his head also left three huge black scars, which were shocking.

"Ah Just now, the old man was hurt even more. He let out a scream. In a violent shake, he couldn't keep his body steady and fell to the ground suddenly.

"Go to hell!" At this time, Mo Wen had already waved his arms and sent out a number of killing moves. He turned into a dragon of countless powers and went straight to the old guy, instantly blocking all directions around him.

"Click!" Although the seriously injured old man raised his right arm and made a few crazy punches, he was unable to reverse his disadvantage in the end. Mo Wen's power directly cut him on the heart and his heart broke and died in an instant.

If this guy doesn't die, Mo Wen is bound to receive damage from this guy and can't integrate the power of spirit and God. Therefore, Mo Wen is full of anger at the old guy and kills him mercilessly under the attack of power.

"Bang!" Under the special influence of his power, the old man's whole body suddenly exploded and turned into a bloodbath.

The super strong man in the realm of spirit and God, under Mo Wen's hands, fell into the dark.

I'm afraid no one can believe such a thing if it's spread. It's all true.

Thousands of spirits are not the opponent of a young man in his twenties.

"Old man..." seeing this, an old man with white hair couldn't help but utter a heartrending cry. Then he looked up and ran to Mo Wen. He cried out, "old man, are you going like this? These years in this array, you and I accompany, if you leave, what's the meaning of my stay? Let me avenge you... Ah... Kill... Smelly boy, pay for the old man's life... "

The words of the old man with white hair contained a strong sense of anger. He didn't want to ask why he was so cold-blooded and merciless. For his own sake, he killed hundreds of spirits and was so cruel.

He hated the spirits in front of him even more. He didn't ask about the killers, but these spirits didn't give a helping hand at all. They just sat by and didn't help. This white haired old man was full of anger in his heart. However, in response to him, there was a roar from the void.

With the sound of this amazing roar, the whole array space, almost in the blink of an eye, has gathered countless thick clouds, blocking the sky and the sun, the whole array, instantly shrouded in the dark.

"Click!" At this moment, the thick dark cloud suddenly split from the middle, and a huge lightning suddenly appeared in the public's sight. The lightning, vaguely recognizable, fell towards the man.

This scene, more than several times more spectacular than the previous lightning, is not a level at all.

"It's over, he... He's dead..."

"This guy is so terrible. It's a way to destroy thousands of spirits. Does he want to rush to the realm of spirits?"

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