A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 509: All Dreams Die!one will succeed ten thousand bones
In the void, smoke is fragrant.

At this time, Su Mo, Zhao Xiu, Taoyao, and the people of life and death have completely sealed off the world of Mengdu City.

They didn't set up any formations, but the coercion that completely crushed everything was enough to trap monk Mengdu in the city, and it was impossible to escape.

The time for a stick of incense is very fast.

Su Mo's words just now and the collapse of a corner of the city have already shaken the confidence of some monks in Mengdu.

The situation in Mengducheng is different from Wangducheng.

Its danger came extremely suddenly, not as early as Wangdu.Therefore, it can be said that monks in Mengdu had no preparations at all.

All of a sudden, they hardly had the will to persevere, and they thought more about how to save their lives.What's more, there are indeed many foreign monks in Dream Capital City.

Of course they don't want to wade into this muddy water.

Therefore, as soon as Su Mo's words fell, dozens of brilliance rose up.

"Baiyuemen cultivator Zhao Lan!"

"Shuiyun Pavilion monk Meng Yuci!"

"Ouyang Jian, a monk from Yunyan Kingdom!
"..."

Those monks reported the name of the sect one by one, and took out tokens, tokens, etc. indicating their identities.Among them, the highest level is the middle stage of Shenjie, and the lowest level is also the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

The calls for registration continued, and hundreds of people jumped into the sky in a short while.

Su Mo did not stop them, and after sending someone to verify, they all let them go.The monks in Mengducheng looked at that scene with more complicated expressions.

Even, many monks are secretly envious, but unfortunately they don't have certificates.

Hundreds of foreign monks dispersed in an instant.Under the coercion of Su Mo and others, they were not even in the mood to watch the excitement.

Right and wrong place, should not stay for a long time.

Su Mo looked at everything coldly.

There is still an inch left on the stick of incense.He could feel that there were already monks in the city of Dream Capital ready to move.The faces of the elders at Wangdu City were ashen.

They will never surrender!

There are also dead men in Mengdu.

However, they can sense the emotions around them.Many monks in Mengdu City are swaying in their hearts.Fight, or surrender?This feeling is extremely deadly.

There is still half an inch left of the stick of incense in the void, and it is about to burn out.

Between heaven and earth, there seems to be no sound.

However, there is endless pressure outside the entire dream city.

"Elder Su, I surrender!"

The first monk in the early stage of soul transformation in Mengdu City suddenly shouted loudly.It was a relatively young monk.Just now, he was standing beside the collapsed corner of the city wall.

The coercion of the man in purple almost pushed him directly to the bottom of the city.

At this moment, he still had lingering fears.

That was a force that Mengdu City could never resist.He believed that all the monks who attacked Wangdu in Mengdu were wiped out.That one purple-clothed monk was enough to kill them, nothing else was needed.

That is absolute realm suppression!
Life and death, he wants to choose life.After all, he is still young.

"puff--"

However, the word "surrender" just uttered by the soul-transforming cultivator.The flying sword of the elder in the later period of Mengdu City's Divine Tribulation had already pierced through his eyebrows.

boom--

The head of the young Soul Transformation cultivator exploded violently.The corpse fell down, and then instantly turned into a blood mist.The monks on both sides of him couldn't help but look slightly sideways.

The word "Jiang" in their mouths was swallowed back.

"Mengdu cultivators, those who dare to surrender, kill!" the red-robed elder Shenjie shouted coldly.

Kill one to set an example!

For a moment, the city of Mengdu was filled with awe.

He can't let the dream fall without a fight!Mengdu City is one of the three capitals of Chaos God Southern Territory.Under the cooperation of Guidu and Mengdu, Wangdu City has lasted for more than three months.

Today, if the Dream City descends, what face do those Dream City cultivators have to walk in the Chaos God Continent?
I would rather die than surrender!
The elder in the late stage of the Divine Tribulation, his cheeks were tense.He would rather kill them with his own hands.

call--

In the void, the last bit of soot dissipated.

Su Mo looked at the elder Shenjie in Wangdu City, and smiled faintly: "Fellow Daoist Shenjie, you have pushed your people to death! Kill!"

Su Mo frowned suddenly.

Boom—click—

This time, neither Su Mo nor Zhao Xiu made a move.Because, two god-burial puppets are enough to crush everything.

The living and the dead did not turn into two statues, but the yin and yang chaos banner in his hand had been sacrificed.Although the ancient banner is a fake, it is enough to attack the undead-level defensive circle.

The people of life and death waved their banners down, breaking through a corner of the formation with just one blow.But this time, the people of life and death did not give the monks of Mengdu a chance to repair the formation.

Hoooooooooohoooooh

When the yin and yang chaotic flag trembled, there was endless gray air.

At the same time, his power to bury the god spread out again.

Boom—boom—rumble—

The big formation that monks in Mengdu originally wanted to rely on, held it for a while.However, in front of the living and the dead, the large formation was completely vulnerable, and it collapsed in an instant.

The yin and yang chaotic streamers fluttered up and down, completely unstoppable.

"Clack cluck! cluck—"

Taoyao's weird laughter resounded, to the ears of monks in Mengdu, it was the devil's laughter of hell.

Tao Yao flicked her long sleeves.

The purple red flame instantly filled the sky.It was an indiscriminate attack, and all the monks at the head of Mengdu City were engulfed in flames in an instant.

They all sacrificed their magic weapons, but their magic weapons were useless under the flames of peach blossoms.

All magic weapons are fuel.

cluck cluck!cluck!

Tao Yao's laughter made people feel numb and uneasy.

The only remaining elder in the late stage of the Divine Tribulation in Mengdu City wanted to fight to the death to boost morale.However, Taoyao didn't give him a chance to die.

In fact, in front of Tao Yao and the life-and-death puppet, the cultivator of Shenjie did not have the so-called qualifications to fight to the death.

With a flick of the purple robe, Taoyao's dead branch arm has been stretched out.

All obstructions are invalid.

laugh--

Taoyao's dead branch directly pierced the immortal heart of the cultivator.The gap in realm cannot be bridged.At the last moment, the elder Shen Jie was still staring at him.

Maybe he just wanted to see whether it was a man or a demon under the purple clothes, why did the other party stick out a dead arm?
However, he couldn't see it.

Pooh-hoo-

The corpse of Elder Mengdu Shenjie instantly burst into flames.

On the other side, the four elders of Mengdu have all died under the yin and yang banner of life and death.This is more bloody and cruel than the scene where Guidu and Mengdu broke into the Forgotten City formation.

The two purple-clothed puppets can kill everything without using all their strength.

And the monks who came with Su Mo did not need to do anything at all.

They just stand in the void, squinting at everything.

They are the witnesses of all this!
The demise of Mengdu heralds the full rise of Wangdu.

"drop!"

"We surrender!"

In Wangdu City, a small number of Mengdu monks shouted loudly.Because they don't have any resistance at all.

In the sea of ​​fire, they are struggling!
Su Mo stood in the void with his hands behind his back, looking down at everything, like a god.

However, his face didn't have much expression.Except for Zhao Xiu, the monks in Wangdu seemed to be seeing Su Mo like this for the first time.

Hearing those shouts, Su Mo's expression didn't change at all.

Because, the monks who don't dream, kill them directly.

That is another kind of cruelty!
Su Mo turned around slightly, and headed in the direction of the ghost city.

"I gave my dream a chance! It's too late." Su Mo's voice was devoid of any emotion, "According to my original words, except for mortals, no matter male or female, as long as they go to Qi refining, no one will be left!"

"Taoyao, King Mu, after destroying this city, come here immediately! Kong Fangzi, you take your disciples and stay in Mengdu for the time being. Everyone else, follow me to the ghost capital!"

"Yes!"

In the void, everyone shouted in response.Kong Fangzi stayed behind with a dozen disciples.The others, follow Su Mo.

Su Mo walked slowly in the front.

Their next target, of course, is Ghost City.

At that moment, Su Mo thought of the painting in Mu Jinghong's cave——Xiao Luo's feet were full of bones.

Once successful, ten thousand bones will wither.

All this is just the beginning!
(End of this chapter)