The big guy behind the curtain

Chapter 152 Ye Mo's Layout
Inside the giant wheel, the picture scroll fell from the top and hit the ground, and in the center of the picture scroll, between the eyebrows of the three giants, there was a little golden light shining.

Ye Mo stepped forward and looked at it carefully.

The texture of the picture scroll is very strange and lifelike, and it vividly reflects the despair of the three giants. Ye Mo didn't look at it too much, he looked directly at the place where the golden light was shining.

"This is."

He whispered, and stretched his hand forward.

What appeared in front of his eyes was a piece of golden bone, the whole body was cast like gold, shining brightly, the light emanating from its surface, breathtaking.

If you look carefully, the bone is shining with light, and the flames are beating, and the golden light is brilliant. This is a kind of golden flame.

Ye Mo was cautious in his heart, and walked towards a heat wave, and suddenly felt a clanging sound, and the killing was faintly rising to the sky.

He tapped it lightly, and the golden bones still emitted bursts of clanging sounds, unbroken like gold and iron.

This is definitely not a mortal bone. It is unbelievable that it can survive the erosion of long years and is still as tenacious as gold and iron.He must have been a powerful and terrifying existence during his lifetime.

Not far away, a battle gun with a flashing cold light flew towards it. It was dark and rusty, with cracks spreading all over the gun body, but it was sharp.

Ye Mo held the battle gun lightly, but his expression changed the next moment, and he felt a majestic power coming from the gun, surging out like a mountain torrent.

With a bang, the figure flew out, causing the place to tremble slightly.

Ye Mo's face was pale, his whole body trembled violently, his bones rattled, as if he had been cut by countless murderous auras.

The sound of killing and cutting comes out from the war gun, which is immortal after years of erosion.

"This is the murder weapon!!"

Ye Mo whispered.

Ever since he traveled to Shroud the Sky, he has always relied on his evolved battle gun and tyrannical body to fight.

Other monks started to refine their own utensils early, but he was the only one who didn't make a decision.

"Perhaps, I can refine this thing and use it as my weapon."

Ye Mo pondered.

The reason why he has such an idea is because the material of this war gun is too extraordinary. Although it looks quite old on the surface, it is still intact inside.

At the same time, he just shook Ye Mo's body just now, and the killing spirit directly worn Ye Mo's body away. It's hard to imagine how terrifying it would be to attack with it.

Ye Mo's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he felt lingering fear, feeling that it was too dangerous.

Just now, just a little bit, he was really shaken into a pulp by that majestic killing aura.

He had a serious face, and after he calmed down, he stepped forward without retreating.In my heart, I felt a surge of excitement instead, nothing wrong with excitement, excitement for that murderous spirit.

"The stronger the killing intent, the stronger the attack on others during the war."

He decided to dissolve the murderous aura inside.

Ye Mo's idea is quite crazy, because this thing can easily backfire on himself, if he can't control it well, his mind will be assimilated by the gun.

hum!
There was a buzzing sound, followed by a murderous aura, gushing out from the gun body, shaking all directions.Ye Mo held the gun body again. This time he was fully prepared, but he still felt that the murderous aura was too great to resist and bear.

With a puff, blood sprayed, and Ye Mo retreated six steps before stopping.His face was shocked, and he stared at the mottled battle gun in front of him. He didn't expect it to contain such a terrifying and murderous aura.

At that moment just now, the murderous aura that rushed into his body was raging, and he was almost injured.

Fortunately, Ye Mo mastered the Nirvana Sutra, and in just a moment, he recovered his body in sevens and eighties.

He calmed down, and gradually let out the murderous aura in his body. His blood was rumbling, and his murderous intent was boiling endlessly. With just one breath, it increased crazily!
The scarlet gas wrapped Ye Mo's whole body like a Shura!
"It's so terrifying, how many people did the previous owner of this war gun kill with it!"

It's too scary. Such a thing is ancient and unknown, and it contains terrifying power, which cannot be moved by ordinary people.Even at this moment, Ye Mo feels terrified and has the illusion of death, which is very terrifying.

"continue!"

Ye Mo's face was solemn, and he stepped forward to continue.He held the gun body again and again, bearing the impact of the vast and boundless killing air, his body almost collapsed again and again, but he recovered tenaciously and became stronger.

This is a tyrannical strengthening process, breaking and then standing.

1 minutes
2 minutes.
Countless killing intent poured into the sea of ​​consciousness, Ye Mo was almost wrapped up in the desire to kill, but fortunately, he survived, and his Dao heart became more and more stable.

At this moment, Ye Mo's killing intent boiled all over his body, rumbled and roared, overflowing his body, forming a bloody killing gas, circling endlessly.

In his body, the scarlet blood energy gradually merged into the blood vessels, and the blood rushed endlessly.

Gradually, every drop of his blood contained strong murderous intent. Ye Mo had no doubt that if he spewed out a drop of blood, it would be able to cut through low-level monks.

As time went by, the murderous aura on the gun became less and less, and with a buzzing sound, the hostility dissipated.

This is Ye Mo's approval.

Generally speaking, the more complicated and mysterious the utensil, and the more carefully tempered the divine pattern, the more the sacrificial utensil can exert various magical powers.

Therefore, the ancient great emperors generally cast 'towers', 'dings' and 'bells', and they all searched for some extremely precious materials that had never been polished by anyone for refining.

But Ye Mo did not take the usual path, he was determined to use the gun as a weapon.

hum!
The war gun kept shaking, and the mottled rust was slipping off, revealing traces of shocking sharpness.

In an instant, the battle gun flew up, pierced towards Ye Mo tremblingly, and pierced right between his eyebrows.

He didn't stop him, and was very calm, allowing the spear to pierce into the sea of ​​consciousness.

I saw it humming softly, shrinking continuously, and entering the sea of ​​consciousness between the eyebrows little by little, but there was no blood splashing, which was very strange.

Generally speaking, weapons are sacrificed in the sea of ​​bitterness, but this war spear does not take the usual path, drilling into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The moment the battle gun merged into Ye Mo's body.

The golden bones burst out with a holy light, as blazing as the sun.

A huge golden figure gradually condensed, this is a figure, the whole body is burning with terrifying golden flames, shining brightly, like an ancient god.

It appeared in front of Ye Mo.

"what is this?"

Ye Mo's heart trembled, staring at the rapidly forming huge figure in front of him, he felt a sense of oppression, and a strong crisis pervaded all directions, as if he was going to be wiped out in the next moment.

This power is too frightening, as if he has encountered a chaotic god and demon born from heaven and earth.

(The title name here does not match the actual content, because I re-edited it again. I don’t know why the previous chapter was suddenly blocked. It should be unblocked soon)

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