Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Chapter 33 The Power of Death
The poison of Ye Huangcao made the true energy in Mo Dao Juechen's body unable to continue.

The fire poison caused by the sky thunder and fire also penetrated into the internal organs, the blood flowed like a injection, and the energy was gradually emptied.

Although he had the power of death, he was seriously injured.

After more than a dozen moves, Mo Dao Juechen was at a disadvantage. He forced out the last drop of true energy in his dantian, determined to die with Dao Wuji.

"Whirling Sky Breaks Knife Without Trace!"

Dao Wuji didn't dare to underestimate the blow of his life, and also issued the ultimate big move: "Huangji Divine Violence!"

The same ultimate move, the same limit, the dragon in the sword, each other does not give in.

The two sword qi, like a whirlwind, destroy mountains and big valleys.

Two sword lights, like the shining sun shining on the world, beheading immortals and gods.

The top of Xuming Mountain was flattened suddenly, sand and rocks were flying, and the sound shook thousands of miles.

Mo Dao Juechen was hit hard again, and finally fell to the ground, blood staining the top of the mountain. He gritted his teeth to support the Desolate Sword, but he couldn't stand up anyway.

"Fourth brother, dedicate your body to me, and you will be with me."

Dao Wuji approached Mo Dao Juechen, squatted down, greedy light appeared in his eyes, then opened his mouth wide and bit down.

"Blazing Chilin, stop!"

At this moment, the drunk Huanglong jumped forward and landed in front of Mo Dao Juechen.

"Disappointing."

Dao Wuji knew the strength of the drunk Huanglong, so he had to stand up and prepare for his life.

Unexpectedly, the drunken Huanglong just educated him bitterly: "Blazing Chilin, he is Zimang Xinghen, our brother, how can Yutian Five Dragons kill each other?"

"Why are you here?"

"Luo Hou reminded me that you are the blazing red lin, and Tianwu has been watching your movements these days."

It's Luo Hou again!

"Now that you know my identity, Tianzun Huangyin, what do you think?"

"I want to take you brothers back to the upper heavens. Misery is not our hometown."

"dream."

It was impossible to swallow Mo Dao Juechen, Dao Wuji dodged and left.

Drunken Huanglong looked at his back and shouted: "Brother, big brother is waiting for you."

Mo Dao Juechen, who fell on the ground, exhausted his last strength and pulled the corner of Huanglong's robe, "Yu... Yu Bufan, take me to see Yu Bufan."

"Where is Yu Bufan?"

Drunken Huanglong wanted to ask clearly, but found that Mo Dao Juechen had lost his breath.

"Purple Mans Star Marks! Purple Mans Star Marks!"

Drunken Huanglong panicked, he remembered that Luo Hou and Yu Bufan had appeared at the same time, he hurriedly picked up Mo Dao Jue Chen and flew to Tiandu.

In Tiandu, Luohou handed Lone Star to Shaohao.

After what happened in the past few days, no one neglected Shaohao's studies anymore, wishing that he would practice all the time and become invincible in one breath.

"This is the weapon given to Sirius by the god of death. It has the power of the god of death. Try to drive it."

"Yes, foster father."

Lone Star looks like a scythe with a long handle, the blade is curved and sharp, and it is full of silver light, which is alluring.

Shaohao took Lone Star and was almost overwhelmed.

It was just too big, too long, and too heavy.

Shaohao firmly grasped Lone Star, looked up at the huge saber, it was this saber that broke the barrier of Tiandu.

Suddenly, the knife seemed to sense the wave in Shaohao's heart, and it trembled on its own, a force from ancient times gushed out, rushing in from Shaohao's tiger's mouth.

"Uh!"

Shaohao's face showed pain, and black air flowed all over his body.

Huang Quan was shocked, and wanted to take away Lone Star, but was stopped by Luo Hou: "This is the power of death."

"How can the power of death come from?"

"Look first."

The power of the god of death contained in the lonely star poured into Shaohao's body by itself, and he was calm for a long time.

Shaohao opened his eyes, clasped the Lone Star tightly with both hands, and shouted: "Death weeps!"

In an instant, the lone star suddenly lit up, the saber energy burst out, and flew hundreds of feet in anger, exploding a huge crystal mushroom cloud in the middle of the West Sea.

This power is comparable to torpedoes.

Everyone was stunned, did they learn the sword technique?
Luo Hou praised: "As expected of my son."

But after finishing speaking, I felt inexplicably guilty. This power, this knife, seemed to come from the god of death...don't care.

"Father, I understand."

"Good boy."

Luo Hou took Lone Star and took a closer look, the power of death in this scythe really disappeared, it was already an ordinary weapon.

"Son, you can absorb the power left by the god of death."

Shaohao was full of anticipation: "Will I become very powerful in this way?"

"of course."

"Can you beat the maple pomelo master?"

"He is not worthy to be your opponent."

"What about the day one?"

"You still need to work hard."

"I see."

Shaohao's ability to absorb the power of the god of death really surprised Luo Hou, and also surprised him. The god of death left a lot of property in a difficult situation.

At this moment, someone from outside Tiandu asked to see him.

"Drinking the cold wind alone with a broken body, there is a drunk Huanglong today."

It's rare that Hahalong didn't add a string of hahaha after his poem number today.

"come in."

Soon, drunk Huanglong came in with Modao Juechen in his arms.

"Luo Hou, is Yu Bufan here?"

Seeing the bloody Mo Dao Juechen, before Luo Hou could reply, Yu Bufan had already rushed out: "Juechen, Juechen!"

"How could this be?"

"Oh, I miscalculated, Dao Wuji is indeed a blazing red lin, the details are so and so..."

Luo Hou secretly sighed in his heart, no wonder the drunk Huanglong didn't hahaha today.

He changed the script so that Yu Bufan escaped, but Mo Dao Juechen died tragically instead.

"Send Mo Dao to the genius doctor Tianbugu, maybe it will help."

Drunken Huanglong shook his head: "The fourth brother is concerned about Yu Bufan's safety, since Yu Bufan is fine, I will take the fourth brother away."

"Wait a minute."

Luo Sui recalled the power of the god of death in Mo Dao Juechen's body, it was because of the power of the god of death that Mo Dao Juechen could not awaken, and his skill was greatly reduced.

Later, because of this reason, Hahalong ruined himself in the Demon World Buddha.

It's better to let Shaohao take away the power of the god of death, hello, hello, hello everyone.

"Shaohao, try the power of death in Mo Dao."

Puzzled by the drunken Huanglong, Shaohao came over, took Mo Dao Juechen's big hand with his small hand, and silently circulated his divine essence.

Sure enough, the black air of death escaped from Mo Dao Juechen's body, and quickly gathered in Shaohao's hand.

Like a brook flowing to the sea.

The sea is inclusive of all rivers.

After a while, the stream ran out and there was no more energy left.

"This is?"

"It's all right, you take him to treatment."

Although Drunk Huanglong was puzzled, he couldn't delay any longer, picked up Mo Dao and Juechen and flew away.

Yu Bufan burst into tears, and kept saying: "Jiechen, you said you would come to me, you must come to me..."

Everyone couldn't bear it.

Luo Hou boarded the Twin Towers and remained silent for a long time.

Huang Quan followed up and asked, "How do you know that Mo Dao Juechen has the power of Death God?"

"Back then, when Mo Dao Juechen was born with deficiencies and his life was dying, his uncle traded with the god of death and obtained the power of the god of death."

"I really didn't expect that a person who killed you, a person who wanted to kill you, you would treat them like this."

"You are also the one who killed me."

"you!"

Luo Hou chatted to death.

(End of this chapter)