Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 2400 Two Time World War II
The changes in the battle situation in this ten-thousandth instant are all under Xie Tian's control.

It is also because of this that the demon and everyone who was shot and shot by the string were shocked.

Mo Xiao naturally did not expect that Xie Tian, ​​who was far inferior to him, would not only successfully defuse his ultimate move without the slightest carelessness, but also create an escape opportunity for his companions incidentally.

Everyone in Kyushu never expected that this battle of killing demons would not be a battle of killing demons since it broke out, but a battle of fleeing.

But the next moment...

Mo Xiao felt at ease.

Because he doesn't care about those ants at all, what he cares about is Xie Tian.

As long as Xie Tian doesn't leave, as long as Xie Tian dies, it will be perfect.

So although he slightly lost to Xie Tian in terms of the deep meaning of the first move, it didn't change anything at all.

And everyone in Kyushu also understood.

There is only one reason why Xie Tian acted in this way—the Kyushu Invincible Slaying the Quartet really had no possibility of defeating the demons they were facing.

At the moment of understanding, I don't know if it is because the distance between the people is too far away, making the Kyushu Invincible Killing Square Formation useless, or if the people have lost their morale and the army has disappeared.

They couldn't resist the power of vitality brought to them by the full-scale explosion of Xie Tian's wisdom in a ten-thousandth moment.

They can only turn back.

He turned his head to look at Xie Tian's bloody back because he forcibly stayed where he was.

However, when their hearts have not come out of the daze caused by the great change, and they have all kinds of heart-piercing emotions...

Then they heard the devil's laughter.

And amidst the laughter, he saw the scene where Yuxue Xietian was slapped with an invisible slap by the devil casually raising his hand.

"They can't bear to part with you, so I will send you to reunite."

Although Mo Xiao was still flying upside down like an arrow, it didn't affect his super long-distance waving power at all.

And the invisible slap did not contain any hint of humiliation at all.

Every slap in the face is the greatest harm to Xie Tian Sango.

Every time Xie Tian was blown away, the third thing was that I was eliminated at an unprecedented speed.

This is almost equivalent to the power of being transformed. Although it can't compare with the collapse caused by the backlash of the two ways of Buddha and demon that Xie Tian endured, it is also slightly similar.

This power is completely irresistible to Xie Tian, ​​and it is also something Xie Tian has never experienced in the dozens of other demons.

But exerting this kind of power seems to be a lot of consumption for Mo Xiao.

Therefore, the distance between 36 slaps is a little long.

And the number of 36 shocked Mo Xiao again.

"He can bear 36 marks..."

Not to mention other things, just being able to withstand this force 36 times...

"None of the human beings under Daozu can do it."

Mo Xiao, who came to this conclusion, slapped No.30 seven invisible slaps expressionlessly, and at the same time, his flying figure stopped.

"You are just a human immortal..."

Muttering half a word, he took a step forward.

"Moto is still amazing..."

When he uttered the second half of the sentence, with a solemn expression, he had already arrived in front of Xie Tian who had been fanned seven times by No.30...

make a fist.

Raise your hand.

lift arm.

Keep your shoulders back.

Bang!
Xie Tian, ​​turned into fragments and scattered.

While scattered, Mo Xiao gently closed the magic eyes.

"For Moto's interest in you, let's go..."

murmuring...

close your eyes...

The solemnity when punching...

It seemed to be his condolences to Xie Tian.

This kind of mourning is not only Mo Xiao's subtle respect for Xie Tian, ​​but also because he is giving himself time to feel...

Feeling Xie Tian's death, will it make him feel horrified again?

Just when his mourning and feeling go hand in hand...

Everyone in Kyushu only felt that their spirits were also scattered in all directions because of the scene where Xie Tian was shattered into pieces.

They didn't even realize that the arrow-like escape power that Xie Tian had won for them with great difficulty had disappeared, and they had also stopped...

They just stared blankly at a piece of flesh and blood that belonged to Xie Tian, ​​flying like a shooting star from a very far away...

At this moment, their minds went blank.

Right at this moment...

Snapped……

This fragment belonging to Xie Tian fell on the killing ground in the army formation.

Then, it became evil.

Then, Mo Xiao suddenly opened it, mixed with thick and unbelievable magic eyes.

Then, due to the backlash of the two ways of Buddha and demons, the collapse of the three self was completed again—Xie Tian, ​​who recovered, opened his mouth coldly like before the war.

"45 breaths, 98 seconds in one shot."

Compared with before, the words "one stick of incense" are missing.

Hearing these words, the unbelievable look in Mo Xiao Mo's eyes soared, and he seemed to be shocked by it.

"A stick of incense..."

At this moment, he finally understood...

A stick of incense happened to be the time when the battle broke out, and Zhi Xietian recovered the three selves due to the backlash of the Buddha and the demon.

The moment he understood, his incomparably powerful colorful heart missed a beat.

But the majestic force that missed a beat, turned into an even more violent killing in the next instant.

Because of this kind of killing, the black background accumulated by Sha Qiong due to the long-term exposure to the sun was suddenly replaced by scarlet.

"Next, it's 45 interest."

Ignoring the cultivators, some of whom were in the sky and some of them were on the ground, who were scattered and out of formation, Mo Xiao, who appeared above Xie Tian's head, looked down at Mo Yu.

"45 breaths, can you kill me?"

After the words fell, Mo Xiao turned his palm over and pressed towards Xietian.

"No."

While Xie Tian spoke quietly, he looked up at the demon.

If it is said that Mo Xiao flipped his palms and pressed down, it would be another day...

That Xie Tian looked up at the devil and it was like changing the ground...

God, turned into a devil's palm.

The ground became an army formation.

One seems to be very loose and three-dimensional due to the fact that everyone is too far away from each other and not on the same plane.

It is not important to Mo Xiao to form a formation again.

But being in the reappearing army formation made Mo Xiao's demon body go numb like an electric shock.

At the moment of numbness, a time-space pagoda of the Buddha, which looked even more unbelievable due to the change of the army formation, stood upright, and the demon entered.

At the same time, the seriously injured people in Kyushu also turned into an evil army again.

The change in the battle situation at this moment also brought earth-shaking changes to both the enemy and the enemy.

Mo Xiao didn't expect that he was still in the palm of Xie Tian since the battle.

And the people in Kyushu also burst out with unprecedented fighting spirit because of Xie Tian's rebirth and the reorganization of the army formation.

"He's not dead!"

"Army formation again!"

"The devil has come in!"

"Xie Tian has been making arrangements!"

"Kill kill kill!"

……

The changes seem to be more than just the enemy and us...

"I go!"

Sitting on the golden Yuanyang Throne and watching the battle, Little Overlord spit out some dull words just before the outbreak of the second battle.

As soon as the word "Qu" was uttered, the second battle between the Kyushu cultivators and the magic captain began in the shock like a world falling apart caused by Mo Xiao's single palm pressing down.

At the moment of opening, a piece of vicissitudes of stone called Tyrant Stele, which was formed by the combination of Xie Tian and the 77 supreme combat powers from Kyushu, was facing the devil's palm on the back of a bully that looked like a dragon and a turtle.

(End of this chapter)