The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 458 Moon Breaker Demon Lord (12)

In the higher sky.

Hearing Mo Chengjun's question, the little monk seemed to have a very brief moment of confusion and loss: "Are you asking my name?

That's too much..."

His words were faint, and seemed to be stained with the weight of history, but this did not prevent him from attacking.

The white and slender five fingers stretched forward, and they disappeared into the air.

When it reappeared, it was already hundreds of feet in size, wrapped in tumbling air waves, it was about to crush the meritorious golden body into powder.

Mo Chengjun narrowed his eyes slightly, put his hands together in front of him, and stretched out his sword finger to lead in the air.

The natal sword pill immediately turned into a long rainbow, going against the trend, as if to cut off a piece of heaven and earth.

Since the sky and the earth are split open, the palms carried by the sky and the earth will naturally split open!

However, just as Jian Guang was about to touch the palm, the white palm seemed to falter for a moment.

The sword light passed by, and the space was split, but the palm passed through the sword light strangely, and it was already imminent, so I pinched it in the air.

This change was so sudden that Mo Chengjun couldn't believe it. At the very moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly, cleared his mouth, and pulled his hands outward.

I saw that the three feet of space in front of him stretched infinitely, and the distance that was just a few feet away turned into the distance of the world.

The white palm is getting closer and closer, and you can see the clear palm prints on it, but there is always an incalculable distance that continues to extend.

It's just that Mo Chengjun's complexion is not good-looking!
Because the strength on that white palm was still terrifying, he seemed to be able to hear the 'creaking' sound when the space was squeezed.

At this moment, the distant voice of the little monk came: "In the eyes of the false demons in this world, I am the Lord of the Desire Realm, the calamity of becoming a Buddha, Bo Xun, the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven;
In the Tianwaitian battlefield, I am the mortal enemy of the real dragon, the demon of the dragon slayer, and Mara the dragon devourer.

In the eyes of mortals, I am the demon shadow covering the sky, the destroyer of 16 worlds, the demon god who destroys the world, and the one who cannot be seen directly.

Of course, in fact, I don't like these names very much.

In the Desire Realm, oh, what you call the Real Demon Realm, I have my own place.

I am the ninth overlord of the Desire Realm, the lord of the Demon Heaven Palace, the Demon Lord of Broken Moon! "

Saying this, he seemed to think of something, pointed to the sky, and said: "I guess you don't know my name, but it doesn't matter, the reason why I named it 'Broken Moon' is because of my third life. , shattered the lunar star of your world."

He said with some regret: "Actually, at that time, I wanted to shatter this world, but it was a pity that it was destroyed by that damned ancestor dragon."

Saying so, he smiled again: "But it doesn't matter, I came here this time to fulfill the vision of the third world.

I've already decided on a name for the future, what do you think of 'Destroyer Demon Lord'? "

crunch!
boom!
Like the crisp sound of breaking glass, the ever-expanding space in the center of the white fingers was crushed, forming cracks like spider webs, and then shattered with a bang.

And Mo Chengjun's figure was broken into countless fragments in the shattering of space.

"To destroy this world, start from your heavenly court..."

The little monk was satisfied with his smile, but in the next second, the smile on his face froze.

Above the sky, there was a bright golden light, and Mo Chengjun walked out slowly, with a majestic momentum, his eyes were cold, and his tone was even colder.

"You talk so much nonsense!"

In the void, he clasped his hands together, digging out a huge space of hundreds of feet from the void.

In that space, the white palms kept a tight grip, but they were frozen like insects sealed in amber.

"To destroy this world, start from my Heavenly Court? This tone is so loud, you really don't know how many eyes Lord Ma has!"

Mo Chengjun put his hands together, and he rubbed the space of hundreds of feet into the size of soybeans.

After throwing it again, it was directly thrown into the mouth, and swallowed with a 'crunch'.

At the end, he even had time to wave his hand, the empty void twisted for a while, the surrounding space stretched, closing the void again.

At this moment, the little monk raised his right hand, where it was severed at the wrist, and the blood flowed out from the severed hand like a fountain, staining the cassock red.

But he took a long breath, and saw the blood flow back, and the muscles and bones sprouted. It was only a few breaths, and a new white severed hand grew back.

Looking up again, his eyes were already blood red, with endless madness brewing, and with a single roar, red light burst forth and shot out.

Mo Chengjun stretched out his hand to lead, it was no longer a simple defense, but the space he passed was twisted and twisted, trying to direct the attack elsewhere.

It's just that the red light was not affected by the space, and it fell on him after changing from reality to reality several times.

As a result, boundless remorse rose from the bottom of his heart, everything in front of him was covered in blood red, and only anger, destruction, annoyance and shame filled his mind.

Rationality and calmness seemed to be overwhelmed by this extreme emotion, one hand was already raised, with divine light shining on it, and it was thrust towards his chest.

This is suicide!
The little monk's voice came again: "Others don't know the details of the Heavenly Court and are deceived by words, but can you deceive me?

What is it to rule the heavens and the world, suppress the ten directions and the universe, and deceive yourself and others.

Back then, the Dragon Ancestor dared to lead a group of monsters to resist and fight to the death endlessly, but Ke Er and the others would only cowardly flee, like a bereaved dog, ridiculous! "

Mo Chengjun's heart was filled with boundless emotions, but he summoned the 'Zhongtian Arctic Ziwei Emperor' to sit in the sea of ​​consciousness with the last sliver of clarity.

"The Thoughts on the View of Ziwei at the Zhongtian North Pole" was brought to the extreme by him. A phantom of a heaven-penetrating god-man exists in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his churning desires can no longer affect his reason.

But he used this boundless desire to arouse the power of supernatural power, and the boiling particles of inspiration were controlled and activated by him.

The inert dark energy silent in the clever particle was completely activated, and a thousand-foot sword light tore apart the space, piercing the sky and the earth.

As the sword light passed, there were countless small space cracks accompanying it, like a spider web, shattering everything along the way.

At this moment, Mo Chengjun's icy voice also sounded from the sky and the earth: "Don't boast that you are so powerful, if you really still have the power to hit the 'Broken Moon', why bother talking nonsense with me.

I guess, you must have paid a huge price for entering this world, right?
Now you, are you still that Moon Breaker Demon Lord? "

The monstrous sword energy swept past, the young monk's face suddenly turned dark, and his compassionate temperament was completely destroyed.

Looking at the sword energy that traversed the sky and the earth, he didn't dodge it, but rushed forward suddenly.

His body seemed illusory and illusory, like a bubble rising and falling, unexpectedly passing by with the sword energy.

Although when he reappeared, his body was covered with cuts all over his body, with fresh blood oozing out, and it was dark red.

But his pounce was still ferocious, like a tiger coming out of its cage, unexpectedly using martial arts.

"The lost dog has come back again, what kind of heaven is there?
I also guess, is it because there is no suitable place to move to in the land beyond the sky?Or, life is really hard to live on, and I have to come back to beg for work? "

The space between the two was stretched and extended again. The tiger's pounce seemed fierce, but the distance did not change much when he advanced and retreated.

But in the next second, there was a crisp sound of "jumping", and the little monk's head actually popped out. The neck stretched rapidly, like noodles, and the whole head swelled like a balloon.

The huge head seemed to cover the sky, and the white teeth were like sharp guillotines. The space distortion method was directly crushed, and then the mouth full of steel teeth bit Mo Chengjun just like that.

At this moment, Mo Chengjun directly used the method of "Lifting the Sky and Shaking the Earth", and he used his hands and feet to hold the upper and lower sharp teeth.

His reaction was fast enough, but the sharp teeth like a guillotine still penetrated into the soles of his arms and feet, golden blood overflowed from the wound, and the pain permeated his nerves.

What's even worse is that the little monk rubbed his teeth violently after feeling the resistance.

Under the sharp teeth, Mo Chengjun roared suddenly, and a pair of arms stretched out from behind him.

Compared with the splendor of the virtuous golden body, these arms are more human-like, with knotted muscles and distinct joints.

Seeing this pair of big hands suddenly grow bigger, the evil spirit of heaven and earth lingered in them, turned into black and blue, and slapped the gums desperately.

Boom boom boom!
After dozens of blows, the little monk finally let out a scream, covered his mouth and left.

"Let me guess again, guess, you are the so-called ninth overlord, that is to say, you have a good life in the real devil world, but why do you come here?

Don't talk about high morals, selfless dedication to the real devil world?

If this is the case, then you are not a demon.

So, you must have been forced to come here by other overlords, right?Isn't it hard to feel this involuntary fate? "

Mo Chengjun was covered with scars, but he was unwilling to let go. He pulled his big hand, the space folded, and suddenly he was in front of the little monk.

He opened his mouth and spat out, "Sanmai True Fire" seemed inconspicuous, but it scorched half of the little monk's body.

The little monk was furious, dragged his half-disabled body, and smashed one of his arms fiercely.

The arm was originally scorched black, but after being hit like that, it turned into pieces of flesh and blood, and the little monk blew on the flesh and blood with all his strength.

call……

A cold wind blew past, and Mo Chengjun's soul was shaken, and his flesh and blood withered.

"I may be forced, but you are not? The so-called Heavenly Court Immortal God, who else has shown up besides you until now?
You are just a pawn crossing the river! "

Mo Chengjun really wanted to say that he wasn't, but he couldn't open his mouth, and he directly blasted half of the merit gold behind him, before he escaped from the range of magical powers.

But he was not forgiving at all: "You are in a hurry, you are in a hurry, it seems that my guess is right.

It turns out that you are so swearing, you are just afraid! "

He was not to be outdone, and with a sudden urge of mana, the natal flying sword turned into two, and then turned into four.

The four flying swords spun around in the air, each performing their own sword art and supernatural powers.

This first sword turned into countless sword shadows, seemingly endless, sealing the sky and the earth.

The second sword, performing Tianhen's slash, tears the space.

The third sword, divides the night into light, and the world can open a line.

The fourth sword, there is a cycle of four seasons, no trace of time, time is like water.

Four swords, each with a great supernatural power in the way of swordsmanship, and the four styles of swordsmanship together, this is the acme of Mo Chengjun's self-created swordsmanship.

As soon as the four swords were released, the little monk had no way to hide, no way to avoid, his body was constantly switching between reality and reality, just like light and shadow interlacing, and it went through countless times in a blink of an eye.

But it was still cut badly, especially in the chest, where a huge hole was pierced, leaving only half of the heart beating tenaciously.

This time, the little monk vomited blood and coughed non-stop. The blood turned into blood beads in mid-air, and then turned into blood lines, shooting out.

Mo Chengjun couldn't dodge, or he hid, but those bloodlines had the effect of automatic tracking, and suddenly broke through the nine space barriers erected in front of him, and pierced his chest into a hole.

Even his hidden real body was pierced through his arms and thighs, and the long-lost pain tormented his nerves.

The little monk laughed loudly: "You should be afraid too! Once the inner demon comes out, the army of Butian Sect outside the sky is just like paper. Without the legion, it will only be a matter of time before this world falls.

Guess how long it will take for those of my kind to come to this world in a fair and honest manner?
You can guess again, how long can you be alive and kicking? "

Mo Chengjun was finally angry, he drew from mid-air, and Lei Zu Wenzhong's long-prepared power of thunder disaster was intercepted by him, and struck on the young monk.

His good skin, which he didn't have before, has been completely scorched black.

"No matter how long you can jump, I will kill you first!"

"Come on, let's see who kills who first?"

The pitch-black little monk spit out a bloody bead, and then the bead exploded, and three thousand demons gushed out from it, wrapped Mo Chengjun tightly, and ate his flesh and blood.

At this moment, Mo Chengjun's scalp stood on end, without saying a word, he made a move from the sky, and the peach garden showed a phantom in the sky, and the fairy plant of the peach almost unreasonably sprinkled fairy light.

His martial arts ability is actually nothing to talk about, but you have to admit that he has enough descendants, and it cannot be described as abundant in terms of mana reserves.

He used immortal light to evolve the realm of immortals, just to make the inner demons in it stagnant and unable to move.

Mo Chengjun even directly summoned the "Seven Nine Thunder Tribulations" and struck him. Relying on the power of the thunder calamity, he destroyed these inner demons.

But he himself was also underwhelmed by Lei, but with a sigh of relief, he used a magical power of "Speaking out the law" to let the devil's energy back, and the little monk was almost swallowed by his own desire.

The little monk threw out the half-remnant cassock again, which turned into layers of veils and enveloped the world, so that Mo Chengjun's manipulation of the heaven and earth's ingenuity was almost suppressed to the point of nothing.

Then he spit out a mouthful of magic flame, which almost burned the golden body of merit.

Mo Chengjun also used the method of "Fingering the Earth into Steel", which solidified the spiritual particles around the little monk and arranged them in the tightest state, making his "method of virtual reality" lose its effect.

Another punch came out, smashing him into the sky.

But in the next second, he appeared again, holding a bloody long sword, and gave Mo Chengjun a chill...

You have to admit that this battle is different from the one with Zhulong Longjun. Although that kind of battle has been experienced twice, both sides are actually very restrained.

It didn't say it clearly, but no one really made a deadly move, and they didn't use their own trump cards, but it seemed a little bit of a stop.

This was due to various reasons, but no matter what, Mo Chengjun and Nazhulonglongjun did not really fight to the death.

But this time is different!
This time, both sides wished to kill each other on the spot, not only all kinds of magical powers, but also "verbal attacks" were used to the extreme, just to find a flaw and kill the other party with one blow, without leaving any trace future trouble.

This time, it was also an extremely difficult battle for Mo Chengjun. He couldn't remember how many times he had been injured, and he couldn't remember how many injuries he had left for the opponent.

　There is another update, it will be released in the middle of the night, and everyone will watch it when you wake up tomorrow morning...

　　
　
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