Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 1061
Mo Tianlin stood in the void. Although he had no head, his huge body was still like a true spirit, exuding a palpitating aura, as if he was the ruler of this world.

The billowing magic power rippling under the starry sky, even Mo Chen and the others couldn't help feeling a little afraid. Obviously, the strength of this demon sky has surpassed the peak of the rules of this world.

"Sikong Xiuyun, aren't you able to refine the power of the demon sky? I'll leave this demon to you to deal with." Ji Luo Wang suddenly looked in the direction of the inscription pattern palace.

The corners of Sikong Xiuyun's mouth twitched. He didn't expect the Demon Heaven that was born to be so powerful. You must know that they have been trying to control each other for decades. If they release it this time, they should have enough confidence to refine the opponent's power. , but people are not as good as heaven, this demon sky is so powerful!
Some people are sad while others are happy, and the only two strongmen left in the Demon Race are very excited.

"Master Motian, welcome the return of Lord Motian!"

Xinyang Zhengqiu's face was a bit complicated, but it soon turned into excitement, and he also bowed to Mo Tian in salute.

After a while of berserk, Mo Tian also gradually calmed down. His body turned to this side. Although he had no head, everyone had the illusion that Mo Tian was looking at them.

"Moxin?" Headless Motian suddenly spit out two words, with a hint of surprise in his tone.

The two strong demons were overjoyed at first, at least Motian knew them, and then said coldly, "Master Moxin, Lord Moxin was killed by King Jiluo, you must avenge Lord Moxin. "

"Ji Luo King!?" Mo Tian's mood fluctuated a little, and the rolling magic power surged, as if he was scanning the crowd present.

"It's him!" The two demons pointed to King Jiluo and the others.

"Damn it!" Jiluo King cursed secretly, then stood up, looked up at the incomparably tall Motian, and said disdainfully: "Motian's second child, do you still remember me?"

"Damn Ji Luo King, you're not dead yet!" Mo Tian seemed a little annoyed. It doesn't sound good.

"Aren't you dead yet? How can I die first?" King Jiluo smiled lightly.

"Your strength is very low. At this moment, you are probably no longer the opponent of this seat." Mo Tian observed the state of Ji Luo Wang and others, and his tone became cold. Cold killing intent.

"Even so, I'm afraid it will be difficult to kill this seat." Ji Luo Wang has no fear, but he knows that there are no rules of the divine way in this world, even if Mo Tian still has some power above the divine way, he still insists It won't be long.

Mo Tian snorted coldly, pointed his huge body at Sikong Xiuyun and the others, and said coldly: "I remember you, you have been trying to plot my strength for decades, you should die. But if it wasn't like this, I wouldn't Will get out of trouble so quickly, where are the five spirit beasts, hand them over, but you will not die."

Sikong Xiuyun smiled miserably, his breath seemed to be a little sluggish, and his whole body seemed to wither away.

Decades of plotting, but unexpectedly being tricked by the other party, the shattering of dreams is always very cruel.

"It seems that you don't want to cherish this last chance. If this is the case, as long as I kill you all, I will naturally get the five spirit beasts." Mo Tian said coldly, and his momentum began to rise. Under condensation.

"Moxin is dead, let him exert his last remaining heat."

Mo Tian didn't act quickly, the billowing demon energy flowed out from his broken chest pain, and rolled directly towards Mo Xin's half body. Everyone was shocked to find that Mo Xin's body began to evaporate, turning into black magic energy and blending into the body. Mo Tian's body.

The two strong demons opened their mouths, as if they wanted to say something, but they didn't speak, maybe they didn't dare to speak, and even if they did, what could they say? Can they make Mo Tian stop?

The answer was obviously impossible, so they didn't say anything.

Soon, Mo Xin's body turned into endless magic energy and slowly disappeared, leaving only a head.

The head rose up, like a meteorite, and flew towards Motian's incomparably tall body. When it came to the headless sky, it suddenly became bigger, and then fell gently.

hum!
Mo Xin's head fell directly on Mo Tian's neck, and it became Mo Tian's head.

Mo Tian twisted his head and moved slightly, "Although it's a bit awkward, it's better than having no head."

hiss!
Seeing this scene, everyone gasped secretly, Mo Tian actually temporarily used Mo Xin's head, and the dead head can still be used?
Although it is not Motian's head, the powerful coercion does not feel stagnant at all, instead it roars like a torrent, not only giving people a strong sense of coercion, but also a feeling of flowing water.

"Boom!"

The magic palm flapped, the starry sky trembled, nothing could stop Mo Tian's palm print, the magic palm seemed to be invincible, nothing could stop it, crushing down with a destructive momentum.

The huge extraterrestrial starry sky began to tremble, as if it could not bear the power of the demon sky, and wanted to fall from the starry sky.

"Let's do it together, or everyone will be finished!"

With a calm voice, King Jiluo flew up first, and Peng Bai's divine fire spread across the sky, swept the entire sky, and blasted towards the demon palm.

"Boom!"

When a violent collision came, the divine fire was directly broken by the demon's palm like a tide, and the powerful coercion roared down, causing Ji Luo Wang's expression to change drastically, and he quickly dodged in the air.

shhhhh!

Naturally, Huang Xiaoyan and Shui Yanlan soared into the sky at the first time, hovering around Motian's tall demon body, the desperate wind and the power of thunder constantly bombarded Motian.

"Help Lord Motian give me a helping hand!"

Xinyang Zhengqiu let out a deep drink, and rushed into the battlefield with two demons.

Huang Xiaoyan's black eyebrows flickered, and she directly met the three of Xinyang Zhengqiu.

"Palace Master, what should we do?" Di Shizhuo looked at Sikong Xiuyun and asked without moving a few people in Mingwen Palace.

Sikong Xiuyun's expression was extremely gloomy, he looked at the battlefield secretly, then his eyes fell on Mo Chen, and he said softly: "Wait and see!"

At this moment, Mo Chen didn't move, he stood quietly on the spot, his expression was a little dull, as if he had been frightened and stunned, his face showed no emotion, standing on the spot like a sculpture, like a statue.

"Shenhuo entanglement!"

The Jiluo King stood on Motian's shoulder and whirled around, and the divine fire continued to wrap around Motian's tall body, but the powerful flames could hardly hurt Motian!

"boom!"

The huge demon palm was like a giant hand in the sky, swept over under the starry sky, slammed on the countless divine fires, scattered them directly, and grabbed the King of Jiluo.

The Jiluo King flickered quickly, trying to dodge, but the magic palm was as fast as lightning. After a burst of pursuit, it slapped the Jiluo King like a giant mountain, making it impossible to avoid it.

Jiluo King broke out to resist with all his strength, but he was slapped down with a palm, and crashed heavily into a small cave mountain.

The mountain peak continued to crumble, and the figure of the Jiluo King soared into the sky from the crumbling mountain peak, with a faint blood stain on the corner of his mouth.

"Even the King Jiluo was injured, how can we fight?" The faces of the people in the Inscription Pattern Palace who were not moving in the distance were all ugly. They knew the strength of the King Jiluo, but even the King Jiluo was shocked and bled. , It can be seen that Motian is powerful.

"Thunder Purgatory!"

Shui Yanlan's weak body was constantly whirling around Mo Tian, ​​and she made a tactic with both hands at the same time, triggering the Thunder of Nine Heavens, the terrifying power of thunder and lightning continuously bloomed under the starry sky, blasting towards Mo Tian like countless iron chains, that would shake that huge body Like life and death.

"Boom!"

The terrifying power of thunder and lightning continuously bombarded Motian. Looking from afar, the countless thunderbolts wrapped around Motian's body, as if they had really imprisoned him, and even his speed was hindered.

"Shenhuo Heart Crystal Self-Explosion Technique!"

The Jiluo King took the opportunity to fly out again, and the fierce divine fire accompanied by countless thunder and lightning rays instantly swam around Motian and was completely detonated by him.

"Boom!"

There were countless terrifying loud noises again, and Mo Tian's huge body actually retreated super fast. Every step back seemed like the sky was collapsing, shaking the outer starry sky violently.

A large amount of demonic energy was dissipating, accompanied by the falling of countless flesh and blood. The pieces of flesh and blood fell on the ground like stars collapsing, and blood rain poured down, blasting out a large number of deep pits.

"It's now, let's fight together!"

Sikong Xiuyun's eyes lit up instantly, and the deep light fell down like a star, and instantly swept towards Motian. The light was the power of the immortal lock, wrapping Motian's huge body layer by layer.

"Go!"

Di Shizhuo and the others didn't hesitate at all, and rushed over after them, one after another powerful attacks bombarded Motian overwhelmingly.

"Roar!"

Motian was restrained by the power of thunder and lightning, and swept by the power of the self-detonation of the divine fire. At this moment, he was trapped by the immortal lock, and endless attacks bombarded him, causing him to keep retreating.

There were a lot of explosions from his body, the devilish energy was surging, and the flesh and blood fell crazily, obviously the damage was not small.

King Jiluo's divine fire self-explosion technique is his strongest technique, a peak strike, coupled with Motian being restrained, under the strong attack and weak defense, even if Motian still retains some divine power, it is difficult to parry.

"Roar!"

Mo Tian roared again and again, he stomped his foot suddenly, stabilized his tall body, and stared down gloomyly.

"Bang bang bang!"

The next moment, his arms trembled, violently breaking away from the shackles of lightning and immortal locks, and the demonic energy surged, covering the divine fire of Ji Luo Wang. Then, he swung his right hand suddenly, sweeping down, as if to crush everyone .

"Shhhhhh!"

Ji Luo Wang, Shui Yanlan, Sikong Xiuyun and others all changed their colors and retreated crazily.

They dodged, but Zeng Jie and the others were not so lucky. They, who were weaker, had no time to dodge and were directly thrown away by a palm.

Several figures were submerged directly under the mountain cave, and then quickly rushed out, but of the four figures that fell, only three of them flew up again. Obviously, Zeng Jie had already died here.

He is only at the seventh level of Emperor Zun, and even facing the peak of martial arts, he has no power to fight back, let alone accompanied by the power of the divine way.

The first Shi Zhuo and others who were lucky enough to survive also vomited blood. The power of the divine way is by no means unmatched by the peak of the martial arts. With one move, they were seriously injured and lost their fighting power.

"Boom!"

And the moment they rushed out of the Broken Mountain, Motian's giant palm struck again, accompanied by a surge of demonic aura soaring to the sky, billowing demon power, imprisoning them for life.

Di Shizhuo and the others turned pale immediately, their pupils were full of horror, they wanted to escape, but they were unable to escape, they could only watch the giant palm strike.

(End of this chapter)