Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1786
In this blood phoenix, the battle was particularly fierce, with waves of blood rising into the sky, and corpses falling powerlessly and beautifully.

That is the epitome of a bloody battle between races!
Especially in the place where Black Moco and the ancient sages of the Mongolian God Race fought, the moves were fierce, the moves were bloody, and the moves rushed to the sky.

And after confronting each other thousands of times, both of them were bloodied, out of breath, and consumed a huge amount of world power.

But the eyes of the two were extremely blood red, and they still wanted to fight.

This is a life-and-death enmity between races. During such a long period of time, countless battles broke out between the three races and the ancient gods, and the number of dead souls was counted by billions.

Over time, this hatred can no longer be dispelled.

Including Hei Moke, some of his relatives and friends also died in the hands of the ancient gods, which is why he did not hesitate to fight.

At this moment, the ancient sage of the Mongolian God Clan looked at Hei Moke and said solemnly: "Your strength is very good, you can fight me head-on, but it is destined to be here. shaking."

These words were extremely confident, but they revealed a fact that among the ancient gods, the Mongolian God Clan was second only to the Emperor God Clan, the ruler, and they were a big clan with a very important status.

"Stop talking nonsense, whoever lives and who dies, only the subordinates can see the real trick!"

Hei Moke was expressionless, and coughed up a mouthful of black blood, as if he had suffered a lot of injuries.

"It doesn't matter if you don't shed tears when you see the coffin, I will let you die more willingly."

As if holding a powerful hole card, the ancient sage of the Mongolian God Clan sneered again and again, and slapped his head, a bloody light shot up from Tianling's cover, and his body exploded like a skin shed.

A burst of terror followed, and a huge black monster appeared in front of him, the veins on his body burst like bark.

To be precise, this black weirdo is the Mongolian God Clan Gu.

A piece of human skin appeared under his feet, and he himself was ten times bigger than before, and his strength had grown tremendously, reaching a suffocating level.

Just like a real giant beast of war, with a slight shock, countless small spaces shattered.

"That's the secret method of the Mengshen clan, so that the blood of the strongest gods is sealed in the body, and then transformed into a giant beast of the Mengshen, but it has to pay some huge price, and the strength and the strength of time depend on the quality of the blood of the Mengshen."

"The increase of ten times combat power can only last for a few ten minutes, but it is enough to kill these humble warriors of the three races!"

"That's right. Of course, the Mongolian God Clan will lose their combat power after the bloody battle of the ancient saints, but it's worth it. After returning, there will definitely be rich rewards."

Compared with the relaxed atmosphere of the Ancient God Clan, the atmosphere of the three clans is heavy. Having fought with them so many times, they are extremely familiar with the secret techniques of the Meng God Clan.

Every time there is a big battle, the Mongolian God Clan will turn into war behemoths, serving as the thickest shield, taking the lead in destroying the countless fortress restrictions arranged by the three clans.

"If you lose, then return."

Blood Demon Yang didn't have much confidence, and reminded Hei Moke that if an ancient sage fell, it would be very painful.

"He can't retreat, he will be stained with blood!"

The ancient sage of the Mongolian God Clan shouted loudly, although he could explode ten times his combat power every time, he didn't have much time, so he had to fight quickly. In an instant, his huge body was pushed horizontally, his palms were like ten black pillars , come rushing.

Hei Moke fought immediately, but under the ten times the combat power of the ancient sages of the Mongolian God Clan, he was defeated in an instant. His waist was swept with one hand, and he was almost broken in half.

"The flesh body was almost wiped out!" The strong men of the three races were shocked.

"It's useless, all your struggles are useless!"

There was no time for Hei Moko to react, the ancient sage of the Mongolian God Clan was so powerful at the moment that it was a bit scary, he shot forward like lightning, and a black corner broke suddenly.

Continue to sweep, and the two horns on Hei Moke's head are all broken.

"Black Moco back!"

Gorefiend Yang let out a deep snort.

He still underestimated the opponent a little bit. The ancient sage of the Mongolian God Race did not use the blood essence of ordinary Xeon Gods, otherwise it would only be a ten-fold increase in combat power, which would not be so terrifying, making Hei Moko completely powerless to resist.

"It's over!"

Accompanied by a flurry of monstrous aura, the body of the ancient sage of the Mongolian God Race actually shrank to normal size in an instant.

But all the power was concentrated in one palm, as if punished by the gods, as fast as thunder, a circle of light covered Hei Moke, making it impossible for him to escape from the blood phoenix.

Immediately afterwards, a big palm that covered the sky and the sun came pressing down, intending to smash the black moco into a pile of minced meat.

"Victory or defeat has been decided." Ancient Sage Di Yan smiled faintly.

"You deserve to die!"

At this moment, in the nick of time, Hei Moke smiled strangely and crazily. His body flew into the air and slammed into the ancient sage of the Mongolian God Race. When countless blood mist exploded from his body, he pointed at the pure black awn Suddenly clicked.

"what is this?"

Intuition told the ancient sage of the Mongolian God Race that this is the deepest hole card hidden by Hei Moko. If he is careless, he may fall on the spot.

But Hei Moke quickly uttered an obscure incantation, and a beam of primordial light soared into the sky, combined with the black awn of the finger, it actually imprisoned the space, and then smashed the head of the ancient sage of the Mongolian God Race.

A finger-wide blood hole appeared on the forehead, the holy soul was shattered, and the ancient sage of the Mongolian God Clan fell unbelievably.

"come back."

Blood Demon Yang made a move.

Although Hei Moke won this battle, it was also extremely tragic. His body had already exploded, leaving only a weak holy soul falling into the hands of Blood Demon Yang.

"It's so ruthless, you actually refined the world of boundary cores into a secret treasure. You cultivated it day and night and sacrificed it. After you gave it up, you were caught off guard and broke out with all your strength. Only then did you win the victory, but let alone break through to a stronger realm in the future. Even returning to normal is impossible."

Ancient Sage Di Yan looked gloomy.

"The old man is not dead, but he is dead, this price is nothing."

Hei Moke didn't have many lifespans, and he knew that he couldn't break through the changes, so he did such a crazy move, which was admirable.

"It's done very well. Your holy soul will be warmed in my most sacred vessel, and you will watch the next thing."

In the blood phoenix space, following the fall of the ancient sages of the Mongolian clan, the blood phoenix was covered with a thick layer of blood mist by the thick blood, and a small phoenix imprint flew to Hei Moke's holy soul. Inside.

Sure enough, only the fall of the ancient sage is the shortcut for the blood phoenix to recover quickly.

Lu Feng swept his gaze, and he found that after the fall of the great sages, they would also have a phoenix mark, but it was far from being comparable to that after the fall of the ancient sages.

Hei Moke's weak breath shook, "It's changed!"

Immediately, the mark of the Phoenix flew out, and a millstone stained with dry blood appeared in the nothingness. It seemed to have gone through countless epochs and witnessed countless long histories.

The millstone moved slightly, and after absorbing the mark of the phoenix, a small jade bottle filled with gentle light floated over.

"The luck of the old man is not bad. This jade bottle is actually called a jade bottle for nourishing the soul. It is half a step to the holy weapon. It seems that I can live for a while, and even condense a boundary core again, nourish it day and night, and kill it again in the future." You an Old One."

(End of this chapter)