Chapter 2384

Once it explodes, Mo Wen's thunder cauldron will be split up and no longer exist. At that time, all the previous efforts of Mo Wen will be in vain!

In the constant expansion of the old man's body in his sixties, a breath of terror suddenly filled the thunder cauldron. The sound of tearing came, and there were many cracks on the cauldron.

"Did I allow you to do that?" But in the face of the dying struggle of the old man in his sixties, Mo Wen gave a cold smile of disdain.

As soon as the voice fell, the whole void changed, black fog, thunder and lightning, red and bright.

Mo Wen's whole body was at the epicenter of the earthquake, and a thick, horrible breath of death immediately roared out of his head, turned into a turbulent wave, and waves poured into the cauldron furnace and disappeared.

At this moment, Mo Wen almost integrated all the energy in his body, and transformed it into a series of earthshaking breath, which was injected into the thunder cauldron furnace, and launched a crazy suppression against this old thing.

Just as the waves of death came, the old man in his sixties in the cauldron furnace suddenly changed his face. His eyes suddenly turned round, with a strong look of disbelief and horror.

He could clearly sense that the lifelessness of Mo Wen was coming like a giant. Compared with it, the lifelessness in his body was like a firefly that could not compete with the bright moon. One heaven and one earth were totally different.

"Damn, is this still the cultivation of the current cultivator? What's more, a young man in his twenties can be so good? How could he hide so much dead air? " The old man in his sixties howled. In his heart, he was extremely unwilling. His swollen body was quickly crushed into debris and turned into wisps of smoke.

Until he died, the old man in his sixties couldn't imagine what a devil he met today.

Obviously, he is a human cultivator, but the breath of death in his body is earth shaking, even he is beyond his reach!

In the roar of the explosion, strands of gray thin lines once again emerged from the collapse position of the old man in his sixties, turning into countless dead force.

In a flash of time, half an hour passed in the twinkling of an eye.

Boom! With the successful refining and integration of all the dead energy into the thunder cauldron furnace, a force of the dead energy against the sky suddenly dispersed.

The strength of this force enveloped the whole void in an instant.

"Ha ha, the old man's death has promoted my evil spirit to three levels!" Don't ask to lick the lips, the eyes show the surging essence awn!

Don't know, in this critical moment, the more powerful he is, the greater the chance of saving his life.

Because at present, he is in the black hole. He not only has to face many dangers here, but also has to be on guard against those demons.

As for the internal crisis of the black hole, Mo Wen is confident that it can be resolved. However, once he meets the three guys of the demon sect, he will be dwarfed. After all, they are all the old monsters.

Just don't ask about your current cultivation. If you meet them, I'm afraid they just need to put out a little finger, and then you'll lose your body and spirit.

That is not exaggeration, but the fact is so, just because the strength gap between them is too big to be easily made up.

In this way, Mo Wen's top priority is to improve his comprehensive strength as soon as possible, and try every means to enhance the power of the magic killing move. Even if he adds one point, he will have more chances to save his life. Only in this way can he have a certain chance to reach the heart and grab the way out of the black hole in the follow-up process.

Otherwise, everything is nonsense.

At the thought of this, Mo Wen immediately wakes up from the extreme ecstatic state, shakes his body, incarnates Changhong, and continues to roar forward, in front of the target.

Although it seems close at hand, it is far away.

It took Mo Wen about half an hour to get to the position Xu Zuyin said.

Eyes swept, Mo asked immediately gaping mouth, into a short Lengshen.

I saw that countless towering mountains formed a huge mountain range that spread far away and could not see the end at all. The mountains were undulating, and the higher they went, the higher the mountain peak.

The mountains are like a huge natural ravine, which divides the whole world into two parts. If you want to reach the other side successfully, you must leap over the mountains.

The length of this mountain range and the size of its constituent peaks, even the smallest one, are also incredibly huge, like a dragon, crisscross together, forming an infinite spectacular scene.

Don't ask standing in front of you, just like a little mole ant, it seems so small and insignificant.

At the entrance of the mountain range, there is a huge circular arch, which is made of unknown materials and spreads out the towering dark gray divine awn.

Don't ask if you are far away. Through the arch, you can see that there are countless majestic palaces all over the mountain behind the arch. The palaces are also dark gray, as if they were enveloped by the death. At the same time, there is a sense of infinite vicissitudes.

The whole mountain range is very quiet. Don't ask if you can't see a person. It's like a calm sea without any waves.

Here, there is no vitality, a dead silence, quiet almost gloomy, it can smell the needle!

A little ponder, Mo Wen immediately body shake, straight to the round arch gallop away.

But at the moment when his body just moved, it was a sudden change.

There was a loud bang. The whole circular arch exploded and split into dark gray gravel.

This sudden scene immediately made Mo Wen's face change. He didn't hesitate to stop rushing forward and stood in the same place for a long time.

Because, under his gaze, following the circular arch, all the towering ancient buildings on the mountain collapse and turn into ruins, leaving only countless ruins.

At the moment of the collapse of the building, countless white bones appeared in front of Mo Wen's eyes. There were countless corpses. Even after years of vicissitudes, they still spread the spirit of death. In addition, there was a strong evil spirit that lasted for a long time.

All this, let Mo Wen take a deep breath, heart suddenly shake.

But this is not the end, almost all the buildings collapsed, the moment the corpses appeared, an infinite strange scene appeared again.

I saw wisps of dark gray dead air, soaring up to 90000 Li, crazy twisting and changing in the high altitude. Almost in the blink of an eye, they turned into a monstrous figure.

These figures are not only practitioners, but also people in the demon world, as well as demons and old monsters of the demon clan, all kinds of soul bodies in different shapes. In addition, there are countless demons.

When these figures appear, the whole sky and the whole mountain range are all reflected by colorful lights.

Here is a gathering place of mutated dead souls.

The large number and the wide coverage are unparalleled.

Although the strength of most of these dead souls is not high, there are some super strong ones among them, and even several of them have more accomplishments than the 60 year old man Mo Wen met before.

In particular, the old man standing at the highest level of the sky, who looks like a human being, a demon and a non demon, is even more earth shaking. Like an emperor, all the figures are surrounded by him like the moon and stars, crawling slightly in the air, saluting him respectfully.

At this time, the old man slightly opened his eyes and looked down at Mo Wen.

In the eye contact with the old man, don't ask whether the pupils of his eyes can't help contracting violently. At this moment, he suddenly has an almost real illusion in his heart. It seems that the nothingness in front of him is distorted at this moment, as if the time has turned back a long time ago.

In front of him, is a huge battlefield, countless practitioners, with a monster, there are a demon cultivation strong, launched a fierce fight.

As like as two peas in the golden robe, Moyo, who is about sixty years old, is the most prominent figure in this battle field. The man's appearance is different from that of the old man who looks before him.

This old man is a human body, and the old man's appearance seen before is a human head and demon body.

When the old man raised his hands and feet, countless magical powers filled the air, just like mountains and rivers falling apart. Every type of magical power sent out, there would be a monster died, and one by one the magicians howled and fell.

Although the number of practitioners is far less than that of demons and demons, this old man can block thousands of troops alone. He is like a sharp drill, with the potential of destroying the withered and decaying, rushing forward on the battlefield crazily.

Where they pass, there are millions of corpses, and almost none of the low-level monsters and demon cultivation is the enemy of their combination. If they touch them, they will die. If they touch them, they will die.

Soon, the whole battlefield became a real Shura hell, with rivers of blood and mountains of corpses. A strong smell of blood suddenly filled the void.

Even if Mo Wen is through the reversal of time, he can still feel the strong smell of blood clearly.

The war has been going on.

I don't know how long after, the fierce fighting finally slowly stopped.

Although the old man's accomplishments are extraordinary, and he can be a hundred with one, after all, his two fists are hard to fight with four hands, and the heroes can't stop many people.

In the end, the practitioners still fall into an obvious disadvantage.

It seems that there is only one old man left among all the practitioners, who is also struggling with blood.

He was surrounded by countless ferocious monsters, as well as one by one demonic power of magic repair, all red eyed, all kinds of supernatural powers, crazy to greet the old man.

"Even if I die, I'll pull you bastards to make a cushion!" At this time, the old man suddenly looked up, opened his mouth and gave out an earth shaking roar. His voice was like thunder, sweeping all over the country.

The sonority of the sound and the sharpness of the sound burst immediately made thousands of monsters and the powerful men of demon cultivation collapse one after another and die mercilessly. The whole void seemed to be in a riot of blood, making the blood sea thicker and the corpse mountain higher below.

"Ha ha, fight, I just absorb the dead breath, and one by one close those soul bodies... This is a fierce soul body that cultivates the ten thousand spirit sword! With a little practice, the power of the ten thousand spirit sword can be doubled! " When the old man was fighting, he was naturally very happy, because the destruction of each soul seemed to be fighting for him. This is called sitting on the mountain to watch the tiger fight and reaping the benefits of the fisherman.

This kind of feeling is really cool.