Chapter 931

Boom!

The speed of the ink way was so fast that it was like a black lightning. In an instant, it rushed to the top of the mountain. In its hand, a dark light and waves appeared, and a long gun shrouded in God's awn appeared, which seemed to shake the earth and smash down at Mo beixuan.

"Die, little aborigine!"

Mo Dao drank coldly, his black hole like eyes were filled with murderous gas, and the whole person burst into a bright divine awn. The looming mystery appeared like the twinkling stars, which wrapped around his body.

"Foreign god son, really good!"

Feeling the overwhelming terror force above, Mo beixuan's face showed a fanatical sense of war. With a loud smile, he directly raised his knife to block it. The exaggerated blood colored long knife in his hand suddenly burst into a dazzling blood light, and the fierce and terrible knife rose into the sky, as if it could cut through the world. Its power was very terrible.

Qiang!

Between the lightning and flint, there was a sound of gold and iron shaking the soul in the void, like two stars colliding together, and as if two immortal soldiers were attacking each other, stirring up mighty, fierce and violent power afterwaves, shaking the world together, and the surrounding void was more like paper paste. The scene was extremely frightening.

Boom!

With the spread of the afterwave of this force, the mountain Jue peak where Mo beixuan stood collapsed in an instant, the rocks rolled down and the dust was flying. He stood proudly in the void, and a bright divine light broke out in his anger. His body was like a small sun burning, and the mighty force rose and exploded, making the bloody giant knife in his hand dazzling like a blood moon, Shake back the black spear in the ink path directly.

"Taoist soldiers made of void black gold? No, they should be regarded as carefree treasures."

With a hard shock, Mo beixuan retreated the ink path, but his Qi and blood surged from his body. He couldn't help but show a dignified color on his face, and his war intention was more fanatical.

The son of God is worthy of being the son of God. Rao has survived since ancient times. As a descendant of the holy King's lineage, Mobei xuandu dare not underestimate it.

"Hum, it's a little heavy to block my blow, but that's all!"

In the void, Mo Dao opened his mouth with a cold voice, and his body rushed out again. There was a terrible power storm rising in his body, which was more terrible than before.

"Come on!"

Mo beixuan's face became more and more fanatical, the soles of his feet stepped heavily on the void, and the black cloth bound his eyes fluttered behind his neck. In this way, he met the ink road without any retreat.

Boom!

Qiang Qiang!

Wheezing!

Bang bang!

……

For a moment, the void was completely boiling, and the gorgeous and bright magic skills erupted. The endless power of the void, the vertical and horizontal sword Gang, the hard shaking of physique and the competition of body methods made the field seem like countless thunders, and the scene was extremely frightening.

Mo beixuan was really not weak. At the moment, his whole body was shining like a small sun. The exaggerated giant knife in his hand was like a blood moon. The fierce and terrible knife gas burst out, which once pushed the ink path down.

"How can a mere aborigine compete with the son of God and die for me!"

Mo Dao laughed wildly, just like the mysterious and terrible runes appeared in the eyes of the black hole, which made the surrounding nothingness emerge dense void cracks, and the fierce and terrible force of space erupted, making Mo beixuan's body instantly injured. All roads seemed to flow out of the gap cut by the divine sword.

"The power of emptiness, is this the gift of your emptiness magic bat family?"

Mo beixuan licked his lips. His face looked more dignified, but he was not afraid. Instead, his war intention became more and more fanatical. In the roar of anger, the divine rings broke out and spread from his body, like a divine rainbow around his body, shaking the void around him, like frozen.

This scene is very strange. With the flashing of the runes at the bottom of Mo Dao's eyes, the nothingness of the heaven and earth continuously tears out cracks like cloth and silk, and bursts of fierce and terrible nothingness force erupt. Moreover, there is no sign of the nothingness tear, which is impossible to prevent. Even the physique of the carefree environment may not be able to carry it.

Mastering the power of nothingness is the gift of the nothingness magic bat family. At the beginning, Ye Hao suffered a lot of losses in Mo yuan's hands. If he had a spring and autumn pupil, he would be unable to deal with such killing moves at all.

In particular, the strength and realm of Mo Dao are much better than Mo yuan. It uses the talent and magic power of the family. The power is not comparable to Mo yuan at all. Ye Hao was worried at the bottom of his heart, but who ever wanted to emerge with the mysterious and bright god ring in Mo beixuan's body, and the surrounding empty space fluctuated like water waves, and the extremely unstable space was solidified in an instant, No matter how the runes on the fundus of the ink road flicker and burst, they can't tear and punch a little void crack in the hundred Zhang void air.

"The absolute realm of the holy kingship?!"

Staring at the mysterious rings around Mo beixuan, Ye Hao's eyes suddenly tightened, and a thick shock and shock appeared on his face.

The ancient Saint wangzong once produced saints and was one of the immortal orthodoxy standing on the top of the world at that time, but he finally failed to carry the mysterious upheaval sweeping the ancient times and completely annihilated in the years.

Of course, although the holy King sect was destroyed, its reputation has spread to this day. In particular, the absolute field of the supreme secret art of the sect is as powerful as thunder, shaking nine days and ten places. I don't know how many strong people in the world want to get this art, but with the destruction of the holy King sect, all the inheritance of the sect has been cut off, and naturally this supreme secret art is also included.

Ye Hao had only heard about the absolute realm, but he didn't know much about it. He only knew that if the supreme secret skill of the holy King sect was cultivated to the top, his mind could cover thousands of miles. As long as there was not too much difference in the realm, all creatures in this range could not escape the fate of being suppressed.

The so-called absolute comes from this.

Ye Hao didn't expect that the absolute realm of shengwangzong could reappear in the world after millions of years from ancient times. It's just that Mo beixuan's divine ring shrouded in a hundred feet around. Obviously, he hasn't completed the supreme secret of shengwangzong.

Of course, although it has not achieved great success, it can fully deal with the natural power of Mo Dao with the terror power in the absolute field.

"Hum, there's no magic power. It won't take much to kill you!"

Looking at the divine ring around Mo beixuan, Mo Daomu was shocked. Immediately, the killing machine on his face was more intense. In the outbreak of mighty coercion, he rushed directly into the absolute field. The black long gun in his hand exploded into a fierce air machine and suddenly stabbed at Mo beixuan.

"If you're not strong enough, I won't bother to come to you!"

Mo beixuan laughed wildly and rushed out again. The exaggerated giant knife in his hand was like a blood moon, breaking out a sharp knife gang that made his scalp numb.

Boom!

Qiang!