Palace of Heavenly Kings

Chapter 617
"Everyone, get ready, gather all your strength, and block this blow for Chen Mo!" Ji Wuya shouted.

Just when several people were about to die, Chen Mo's voice sounded faintly: "Don't worry, they can't kill me."

Chen Mo pinched the lotus flower and fingered, with an inscrutable smile on the corner of his mouth, like a Buddha, smiling at the vicissitudes of life.

A golden light radiated from Chen Mo's body and turned into a vajra phantom eight feet high, firmly protecting Chen Mo in the middle.

Chen Mo obviously didn't speak, but there was a majestic and domineering voice echoing in the sky, as if it sounded directly in everyone's minds.

"Do not move the body of the Ming king, do not move the body of the Ming king..."

Arthur's sword in the stone, the scarab of the red-robed archbishop, Pude's full blow, and the disappearing Armandi.

The attack of any one of these four people is no less than a full-strength attack by a master who has seen the peak of the gods, and the combined attacks of the four are comparable to a full-strength attack by a real warrior of the gods!
Chen Mo didn't dare to be careless, and defended himself with the body of Fudo Mingwang in "The Great Ming King Doesn't Move Like a Mountain Mantra".

Lei Zhan looked at the vajra phantom emitting golden light on Chen Mo's body, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"This is a spell, Chen Mo turned out to be a master of spells!" Ji Wuya said in surprise.

Arthur's sword in the stone, the first to attack.

The huge stone sword was surrounded by black air, and phantoms of wronged souls appeared faintly around it, and the space trembled as it passed by.

The huge sword in the stone slashed at Chen Mo's Fudo Ming Wangfa, making a dull sound like beating a drum. No matter how hard Arthur tried, he couldn't break Chen Mo's defense.

However, Chen Mo's Dharma Body of Fudo Ming became a little darker, obviously also received a lot of impact.

The attack of the red-robed archbishop arrived second. The scarab was full of light and became the size of a person. The milky white holy light seemed to be able to purify everything, and it flew towards Chen Mo quickly.

Wherever the scarab passed, everything was washed away, even the heaven and earth energy in the space was squeezed out by the powerful holy power emanating from the scarab.

Finally, the scarab bumped into Chen Mo's Fudo Ming Wang Fa.

Chen Mo's Dharma Body of Fudo Ming King darkened for a second, and it seemed to shrink a circle, but it was still firm.

The third attack arrived, and Pu De turned into a giant bear, which was a head taller than Chen Mo's Fudo Ming King Dharmakaya.Pu De came to Chen Mo's side, directly raised his fist like a hill, and savagely smashed it down on Chen Mo.

Boom!
A sound similar to the ringing of an ancient temple bell resounded through the sky and earth, and everyone who was shocked was staring at gold stars, feeling that their souls were almost leaving their bodies.

Pu De let out a muffled snort, and was thrown backwards by the shock, while Chen Mo's Fudo Ming King Dharmakaya was still firm, but it was a little smaller.

Finally, a fog appeared behind Chen Mo, and Amandy's figure appeared like a ghost, holding a gleaming spear in his hand.

Coppola looked at Amandy in the air, and exclaimed in surprise: "Ah, the Spear of Glass!"

At the same time, Ji Wuya's complexion changed drastically. Looking at the spear in Amandy's hand, he exclaimed, "The spear of death!"

Lei Zhan asked in confusion: "What is the Spear of Death?"

Ji Wuya explained: "The Spear of Death, also known as the Spear of Ako's Glass, is an artifact in the hands of the god of death in the Western mythology era of the last century. According to legend, no one has ever escaped from any target locked by the Spear of A'ko's Glass." drop!"

"It's so powerful, can it break through Chen Mo's technique?" Zhang Zhen asked nervously.

Ji Wuya shook his head: "I don't know, the legendary Spear of Death is invincible, almost nothing can defend against it!"

Zhang Zhen suddenly took a step forward, and Ji Wuya hurriedly shouted: "What are you doing? It's not your turn to go!"

Zhang Zhen looked at Ji Wuya with a serious face, grinned and said: "Leader, before I came in, I had a bet with Chen Mo to compare my performance in the battlefields of various countries. I lost, and I lost completely. But I Not reconciled, let me go, at least let me leave the last dignity!"

Ji Wuya looked at Zhang Zhen, with a trace of pain in his eyes, turned his head away, and nodded heavily.

Zhang Zhen laughed loudly, "Thank you, team leader!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Zhen took big strides and walked in front of them. His figure was a bit tragic, like a warrior who was about to die generously.

In the air, the Spear of Death in Armandi's hand had absorbed enough power and threw it at Chen Mo.

It's now!

Zhang Zhen laughed loudly, with a heroic laugh, and rushed to the front of Death Spear.

Zhang Zhen looked at Chen Mo and grinned.

Chen Mo looked at him, although he didn't speak, but Chen Mo understood what he wanted to express.

He was saying: "Chen Mo, I didn't lose to you!"

Ji Wuya turned his head away, unable to bear to look.

"Ah!" Lei Zhan sighed, stood up and saluted.

Chen Mo's face was calm, neither sad nor happy, a golden light flew out from the halogen gate, intercepting Zhang Zhen, blocking the spear of death.

boom!
Obviously it was just the collision of two weapons, but there was a loud noise.

Death Spear was shocked and flew out, and Amandy was also shocked to vomit blood and fly back.

And Chen Mo still looked indifferent, Zhan Tianjian hovered above his head, as if nothing happened.

"Blocked? What is that? Flying sword?" Lei Zhan opened his mouth halfway, but couldn't close it for a long time.

Ji Wuya looked at Chen Mo with deep shock in his eyes. He seemed to understand why the superior would personally recommend Chen Mo.

After a while, Zhang Zhen seemed to wake up like a dream. Looking at Chen Mo who was standing quietly in the same place, he knew that he had lost, and his body was bruised.

However, Zhang Zhen felt that his loss was worth it. He lost, but Kunlun won.

"Hahaha, Chen Mo, I lost, and I am convinced that I lost!" Zhang Zhen laughed loudly, and there was a sense of complacency and relief in his laughter.

Chen Mo looked at him, the corners of his mouth slightly curved. From the moment Zhang Zhen decided to block the spear of death for him, he was already worthy of Chen Mo's attention.

Chen Mo stood in mid-air like a god like a demon, watching the people of the Four Kingdoms coldly.

"Do you still want to try?" Chen Mo's voice was cold, as if it came from nine days away.

Arthur, Pudd, Amandy, the red-robed archbishop, and Copra all looked at Chen Mo solemnly.

There was a look of panic in their eyes.

"One person resists the siege of the strongest of the Four Kingdoms, what level of strength does this person reach?"

Coppola suddenly looked at the red-robed archbishop, with a questioning look in his eyes: "This kind of strength? Could it be...he has..."

The red-robed archbishop nodded solemnly: "He has already reached that level!"

Arthur looked at Chen Mo and muttered to himself, "The Realm of God!"

In the realm of Kunlun martial arts world, it is called the realm of gods, and in the eyes of Western transcendents, that is the true god!

Chen Mo is not a real god at the moment, but he is better than a real god!

Chen Mo's eyes scanned the crowd again, and finally, his eyes fixed on Copra, and he said coldly: "I know that there is still a powerful force hidden in you, now, do you want to show it?"

The faces of Amandy and others suddenly became extremely ugly, and Pude simply yelled: "Gopra, you are such a bastard!"

(End of this chapter)