The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 599 Cruel massacre!

Hearing Chu Mo's words, Gabriel completely collapsed.

His teeth were chattering, and he said with great difficulty, "You are a devil."

Those originally radiant eyes dimmed a lot at the moment, and they looked at Chu Mo in mid-air with fear, and his seemingly harmless hands...

The golden angel's blood was splashing, and Gabriel had long lost his original style. Chu Mo looked up to the sky, and his cold voice was as firm as a judgment from heaven and earth: "The time has come, you should go back to heaven ..."

Before Chu Mo finished speaking, Gabriel, Michael, and Randy Keel, the three seraphs with broken wings, moved backwards with their bloody bodies.

It seems that even the mighty angels are very afraid of death.

I saw Chu Moren in mid-air, but suddenly moved.

A right hand was slowly pushed out, and suddenly a huge vortex appeared in the palm. The world seemed to be absorbed by the vortex, shrinking infinitely, but Chu Mo's palm was expanding infinitely!
What kind of palm technique is this?
At this moment, not only the surrounding crowd and the seraphim in it were surprised, but even Nabanick and others above the Nine Heavens were also greatly surprised.

Because Chu Mo had never used this palm before.

In previous battles, Chu Mo mostly used Wudang Cotton Palms, or his self-created Yin-Yang Interlaced Palms. The boxing method is naturally one punch to control the world, sweeping thousands of armies and other ancient Chinese martial arts.

This sudden unknown palm, but what is it?

I saw Chu Mo walking slowly in mid-air step by step with that iconic evil smile on his face.

As if this is not air, but a staircase.

"This..." Everyone collapsed and said with their eyes wide open.

"Say hello to the God King for me, I will go to heaven to find him in person in a short time..." Evil smile, arrogant tone, and the palm that contained the world.

This is the last memory of the three seraphs...

People only saw Chu Mo waving his palm. Although it was only one palm, there was an illusion at this moment, making people think that this palm could contain the world and cover everything.

Anyone is insignificant in front of this palm.

He closed his palms, looked up at the sky, the breeze blew, his long black hair spread out, and he seemed to be muttering something.

And what about the three seraphs?
Limbs burst open, golden blood, pale brains, and pieces of meat, stumps shot out in all directions...

"This palm doesn't have a name yet, and it hasn't been completed yet..." Chu Mo stood in mid-air and seemed to be talking to himself.

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly swept across the crowd around him.

Anyone who was glanced at by him immediately felt that they were in the most violent ocean current. Their bodies would be hot for a while, icy cold for a while, paralyzed as if struck by lightning for a while, and whirled as if in a hurricane for a while. For a while, it was like being hit by steel, for a while, it was like being entangled in a rope, and for a while, it was as heavy as if the whole body was filled with lead water.

The unbearable feeling caused everyone present to let out a miserable scream almost at the same time, and their bodies flew out like catkins in the wind.

This scene is magnificent.

"Intent comes from the heart, that's the kingly way!" Chu Mo whispered with a little feeling.

That wretched guy, Barnick, appeared beside Chu Mo at some point, and asked with a thief smile, "Boss, how do we deal with these people?"

"Whatever you want to do with it!" Chu Mo waved his hand as if he didn't want to stay any longer, and then drifted away.

His body was light and fluttering, and he soared into the sky like a big roc spreading its wings, he was really unrestrained and unrestrained.

Nabanik looked at Chu Mo's leaving figure, then turned his head to look at the rest of the group.

Immediately, everyone had a feeling that the wolf was staring at the sheep.

"With so many people, they should be able to make a fortune!" Barnick was so happy that he wanted to dance.

From the Nine Layers of Heaven, an old man in white clothes was smiling and flying down like a naughty boy: "There are enough people to have fun!"

"I don't have much time for activities, I will save a few to play slowly..." Another old man, with a strong sense of style, can tell at a glance that he belongs to the kind of old magic stick.

"I haven't killed enough just now..." Hans grinned loudly, showing rows of white teeth, holding his blood-stained iron staff.

"I haven't practiced my swordsmanship yet." Kadi smiled gracefully while standing aside.

"There are many targets." Bean's words were more concise.

"Kill..." Nabalu summed up what everyone said before.

Then, one of the most tragic things in history happened.

In Chu Mo's Taiji Realm, there are three seraphim, plus King Huyong of the Gran Empire, Prince Gu**, the Pope of the Temple of Light, two high priests, two archbishops, and the Temple of Light... The army of the Orchid Empire, the armored warriors, etc., all died, and no one survived.

The most outrageous thing was that when these dead bodies were finally thrown out of the Taiji Realm by Chu Mo, they didn't even have a decent fig leaf.

According to the gossip, it was because all the corpses had been cleaned up by the skin picker Nabarick.

Now, not only is the black-haired devil's fierce reputation spread, but the skin-pulling thief's wretchedness and filth are also more vile than before.

On a remote unknown island.

The man in black was looking at the crystal ball in his hand.

In the crystal ball, there are piles of naked corpses in a suburb of the Gran Empire.

These dead bodies were all figures who shocked the Gods and Demons Continent.

It's a pity that after they died, they were already useless corpses.

"The situation on the mainland is really bad!" The man shook his head lightly and sighed after a long time.

"The latest news is that a large number of naked corpses have been discovered on the outskirts of Gran Empire's Vila City. These corpses are all from the Temple of Light and the Gran Empire army..." The news is quickly spreading throughout the Gods and Demons Continent.

Speculation about the black-haired devil's next target was circulating in the streets and alleys.

In the north of the Gods and Demons Continent, the battle between the orcs and the Iron Blood Kingdom has entered its final stage.

In the sky, at some point, heavy snow fell.

Ling Qi's bright red armor was so dazzling in this white world.

I saw her stepping down and riding a red BMW, her beautiful eyes were locked to the west, as if she was thinking about something.

"Commander, when will you attack the city?" A black-clothed communications soldier quietly appeared behind Ling Qi's horse, knelt down on one knee, and asked respectfully.

"As soon as the heavy snow stops, we can attack the city!" Ling Qi didn't even turn her head.

"Yes!" The communications soldier replied blankly.

As soon as the voice fell, the person had disappeared on the white snow.

The BMW snorted and spewed out a large amount of white mist.

Ling Qi reined in the reins, looked at the west with a little distracted eyes, and murmured: "Mo..."

(End of this chapter)