The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 437 Black God
Mo Huasong looked at the old ninja contemptuously: "Old man, your luck is really bad. If you had ascended to immortality earlier, you wouldn't have met me, and you wouldn't have been beaten to death by me."

"Hahaha, I really laughed so hard, Mo Batian said he punched our old leader to death." Those ninjas laughed haha.

Their old leader is very powerful. It is said that he has lived for hundreds of years and has never made a move.

As soon as he appeared, those enemies would be frightened and run faster than rabbits.

Now that Mo Batian dared to speak wild words, they really laughed to death.

Mo Huasong didn't speak, and flew forward. At the same time, his fists were already clenched.

"I'd like to see what you, a centuries-old man, can do." Mo Huasong smiled contemptuously.

It's just the first floor of the foundation building stage, he really laughed to death.

He can even deal with the masters of the golden core stage, is he still afraid of this old ninja who has just recovered his strength and foundation stage?

"boom."

The fist shadow blasted towards the old ninja, and the powerful fist blade rushed to the old ninja's side.

"Not good." Seeing Mo Huasong's move, the old ninja was so frightened that he rushed to block it.

But how could he resist Mo Huasong's attack, he just broke at the first touch, and the old ninja was sent flying.

"Ah." The old ninja flew tens of meters, knocked down several buildings behind him, and then stabilized himself.

"Old leader, how are you?" Those ninjas flew back in fear.

The old leader is world-class in martial arts, how could something happen?

Mo Huasong would not let these ninjas go, and continued to smile: "Come on, let me see if you have the ability to dare to say such big things?"

After finishing speaking, Mo Huasong punched again, and the powerful shadow of the fist blasted towards the ninjas.

"We fought Mo Batian." Those ninjas shouted angrily.

I saw them flying into the air at once, and the ninja swords and ninja needles in their hands shot towards the front violently.

If it was other masters, they would have been killed by their joint attack early on.

But it was a pity that they met Mo Huasong. When those ninja needles shot at Mo Huasong's side, they fell down one after another, and Mo Huasong drew his sword at the same time.

A white light flashed, and the ninjas in front screamed and fell to the ground.

Xiao Baijian was too fast, so fast that they couldn't see what was going on, so they were killed.

When the old ninja crawled out from the ruins behind and saw so many men killed by Mo Huasong, he shouted angrily: "Mo Batian, what strength are you?"

Mo Huasong said with a smile: "It doesn't matter what strength I am, what matters is that in my eyes, your foundation building is useless, it's all rubbish."

"Could it be that you can leapfrog against our foundation builder?" The old ninja's eyes showed fear.

"Of course, old man, if you can come up with some good things, I can spare you." Mo Huasong laughed.

The old ninja shook his head and said: "Impossible, you are a Chinese and our enemy, even if I am smashed to pieces, I will not let you go."

"Are you still capable of dealing with me? Didn't you scare me just now?" Mo Huasong asked with interest.

"Hmph, Mo Batian, you underestimate our Black Shrine too much. Do you know why I'm here all the time?" The old ninja took out a tattoo talisman from his bosom while talking.

Mo Huasong looked at Wenfu with a sneer on his face: "You want to use the power of Wenfu?"

"Of course not." The old ninja spat blood on the rune.

After the rune encountered blood, it glowed red immediately after the old ninja chanted a spell secretly.

"Black God, please give me strength." The old ninja shouted.

After the runes were burned by the red light, a phantom appeared immediately.

Then the entire Black Shrine moved a few times, and a lot of spiritual energy rushed towards the old ninja.

All the trees in the Black Shrine were withered, as if they had been emptied.

Even the ground became extremely dry. At this time, the old ninja was like a powerful water pump, sucking out all the aura that could be pumped nearby.

And the strength of the old ninja also soared desperately, building the foundation on the second floor, the third floor... the sixth floor.

"Hahaha, Mo Batian, I am now on the sixth floor of the Foundation Establishment Stage, can you still beat me?" The old ninja laughed triumphantly.

Although he absorbed all the data and resources of the Black Shrine, he was very excited to be able to advance to such a high strength all at once.

The Black Shrine is going to be a little bit more miserable, and it will definitely be prosperous again in a hundred or more decades.

Besides, the current strength is so high, after going to that world, let's find a way to compensate them.

It feels good to have strength, the old ninja feels like he can blow the world apart with one punch.

"Irritable." Mo Huasong shot contemptuously and punched the old ninja.

The old ninja also punched, which was dozens of dragon power, which gave him a lot of confidence.

But when his fist collided with Mo Huasong's five hundred dragon power fist, he immediately became dumb.

"Ah." The old ninja flew upside down, his fist had been crushed, and he saw dense bones.

At this time, the old ninja was seriously injured, and there was no way to fight Mo Huasong again.

"Hei God, come here and accept this hateful alien, he destroyed our Black Shrine." The old ninja shouted angrily.

"Your mother, old man, are you ashamed? You sucked away the aura of the Black Shrine." At some point, Feilong appeared behind Mo Huasong again.

Mo Huasong asked strangely, "Feilong, didn't you run away? Why are you back?"

Just now Mo Huasong saw Feilong being beaten out of the formation by those ninjas, and he didn't know whether it was Feilong's luck or something was going on.

Fat Dragon rubbed his head and said, "Hehehe, after that old man absorbed the aura and resources of the Black Shrine, the formation was also abolished, and I can go in and out directly."

He Feilong is not a fool, those ninjas were all killed by Mo Huasong, and the old ninja was beaten to the point where he couldn't take care of himself, if he still didn't come here to reap the benefits, then wouldn't he come to Hei Country for nothing?
"Whoever it is? If you dare to mess with our Black Shrine, I will destroy you." In the air, a black shadow appeared, it was a man who was a bit ugly, and he was very dark.

When Mo Huasong saw the black figure, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and exclaimed in surprise, "Hei Zi, is it you?"

"What? Hateful foreigner, how dare you call me by my nickname?" That black shadow was Hei Shen, the protector of the Black Shrine.

The name Hei Zai is only called by others in their world.And in this world, who would call him the Black God disrespectfully?

The black god was angry, and he wanted to tear Mo Huasong's body into thousands of pieces.

"It seems that your black evil skill has not been corrected. Every time you get angry, the brows are not dark enough." Mo Huasong laughed.

This black god was Mo Huasong's former junior follower in the Blue Meteor Department. He was very belligerent and could be regarded as a general of the Blue Meteor Department.

At this time, the Black God has not yet gone to the Blue Meteor System, and is still a cultivator in the cultivation world, and now has the strength of the ninth level of foundation building.

(End of this chapter)