Vol 14 Chapter 1063: : Congratulations to Mo Zun [Kneel for subscription]

Sima led to a sudden silence. Compromise has always been his last attempt. Since it is useless, he will understand that today's event will never split.

He will do the same.

But even if he knew this, the hatred of his language had not diminished. The destruction of a part of his soul meant that he had been cut off from the road to promotion.

This is a vendetta!

Mo Yu's pupils suddenly contracted, and a dangerous smell burst out suddenly, and he was completely surrounded.

Oh no!

This man is dead end.

In the center of hell, a black flame rose from Sima's soul. It was a cold burning flame representing destruction.

The fire of the **** of funeral!

The spiritual realm exists, guided by the source of the gods, ignites the soul, and completely destroys the self in exchange for an instantaneous explosion of terrifying power. If you do this, the harm to yourself will be far greater than the destruction of your spirit, but Sima is willing to lead!

Even if it costs more money, I will not die with him.

He smiled coldly and pointed out that his consciousness soon fell into darkness.

The queen's face suddenly paled, her figure blocked Mo's body, but now there was a figure faster than her.

When the forbidden formation was swung, a swordsman figure appeared, his eyes were as bright as stars, and the sword in his hand was chopped down.

At the same time, the vast aura of swordsmanship completely burst out of his body, all turned into this sword.

It is impossible to describe the horror of this sword, or even to see its path. It is like a light that penetrates the darkness and brings it directly to Sima.

The death of a soul that burns ranks for God.

One is the most beautiful sword in life.

The absolute destructiveness of the two forces confronted each other, but weirdly made no sound, canceling each other out.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he could have let go of all this, but if he did, he would never forgive himself.

But the good news is that all his grudges have been resolved.

The savage holy man is doomed to perish!

The gaze that was so bright to the extreme, now quickly faded, and finally disappeared from God's last touch, without breathing. This sword is not only his entire practice, but also his soul and vitality. Because of this, we can resist the death of Sima Lingxiang.

A gust of wind blows, and Jianzheng becomes flying ash, completely scattered among the world.

Mo, his face was heavy, he thought, this could save his life, but he didn't expect that it would still be the result.

It is hard to imagine how terrifying a general of God would be, even at the end of his crossbow, he could fire such a terrifying weapon.

Inhaling gently, pressing down his heart for a few minutes to be heavy, his consciousness entered the soul space, and his heart was heavy.

There is no breath in the air, no breath in the air, no breath in the air, no breath in the air, no breath in the air, no breath in the air.

However, this connection that has become so fragile seems to be interrupted at any time.

"What's wrong?" the queen asked

"I need the power of the soul!"

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auzw.com "Very good!" Without more words, Wang's figure moved and disappeared.

After a while, there was a terrible howl, and she came back with a soul in her hand, which was a savage and sacred cliff. Those who are strong in the imaginary world, facing the true god's queen, have no resistance at all and are slaughtered at will.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" he cried, now terrified

Mo Yan was indifferent, "It broke down."

Qian Yu was referring to a little bit of power. With a muffled sound, the soul on the withered wood cliff shattered like a balloon and turned into countless soul fragments.

In the space of the soul, plunder the sky and bow your head to feel the breath of the soul, driven by instinct to tremble gently, eject a weak swallowing power, attract the fragments of the soul, and slowly enter the body's ink language, and finally be absorbed by it.

This process was very slow, but Mo Yu could clearly feel that the bond between him and the evil spirit, over-killing, gradually began to stabilize, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, although I entered deep sleep, I would eventually wake up.

The figures of Xun Zhao, Xun Liang, and Xiao Ao stopped in the distance, their faces were pale, and there were blood stains on the corners of their mouths. This was the spreading force injured by the falling dust in the confrontation between Black Spear and Sima Lingxiang.

Now my eyes are shaking.

The **** of terror has been killed.

This is a result they never imagined!

But soon, the shock turned into ecstasy!

Old Qin and Jin Yuan's generation of virtual gods all flew past, visually, it was that kind of deep fear.

After this battle, Mo Yu's position is superficially strong, and he deserves it!

After a long time, the bow that snatched and killed the sky absorbed all the power of the soul. His eyes slowly opened, dimly and weakly said: "Momou is lucky to be alive."

Mr. Qin paused for a moment, a hand, and a deep salute, "Thank you, Mr. Mo Yu, for saving my hundreds of millions of lives on the plane!"

The crowd followed, "Thank you, sir!"

The deep tone, the rolling sound wave swayed in the air, outflowing sincerity!

The queen ant walked to him quietly, withdrew all the lazy charms, her eyes filled with concern.

But deep in her heart, there is an uncontrollable pride.

In the realm of the heavens, who can do this, even if only Avatar can kill the gods? When her partner can afford to indulge genius and achieve future achievements, she will definitely be infinite!

The end of World War I gave one of the wrestlers Mo's prestige, resounding throughout the plane, and being respected by four groups of hundreds of millions of beings.

The title of Mo Zun spread like wildfire and was regarded as the face of the guardian.

In the practice room, Mo Yu sat cross-legged. After half a month of training, his strength loss has been fully recovered. Just a long hair, still showing a gray color, even if the fire refines the delicate green wood, it will take a long time to recover from that terrible life sacrifice. This is already a very anti-god method, and for the rest of the people, it is even more difficult to restore vitality!

Suddenly, his eyes slowly opened, and the light of God rushed into the emptiness before him, and it took a long time to slowly dissipate.

There was a moment of silence, and the smile at the corner of the mouth gradually appeared.

Although the battle with Situ Lingxiang was dangerous, he also obtained huge benefits, such as self-cultivation, life and death, and a great improvement in understanding and mastery of power, but he would also have a higher level.

He didn't stay long, he stood up, pulled his sleeves, closed the stone gate, and strode out.

Soon, Mo Yu walked out of the custom news, will be stuck on the wings, and soon came over.

Only half an hour later, Qin and Qin ancient times represented a line together with the golden dragon of the Yuan Dynasty.

"Congratulations, Mo Zun!"..

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