Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2323
"Haha, the fresh body is really great." Above the sky, the new leader Snow Eagle took a deep breath, and at the same time casually threw away his withered body like garbage.

At the same time, a more powerful breath spread out than before.

Sensing this powerful coercion, all members of the Snow Eagle League bowed their heads and shouted: "Congratulations to the lord for being reborn."

The shouts were loud and powerful.

As for Hawkeye, who was killed by his grandfather just now, he was instantly forgotten.

This world is like this, winners and losers, it seems that even flesh and blood family relationship seems much weaker in front of this.

Mo Xian's face was full of weirdness, Hawkeye's strength was good, and he was still preparing for a big battle, but before it started, Hawkeye had already fallen.

Although the person in front of him was still Hawkeye, he had actually become the leader of Snow Eagle.

And after having a new physical body, he is obviously much stronger.

Obviously, all these years, he has been cultivating Hawkeye as his own cauldron, so he is outstanding in all aspects, allowing him to possess great power in an instant after taking the house.

Moreover, Ding Xiang's method of seizing the house is very mysterious, it seems that the strengths of the two have merged a little, resulting in the strength of the Snow Eagle leader even higher than before, and has already reached the category of the Seven Star Martial Ancestor.

This was a huge threat to Mo Xian.

"Young man, it was you who gave me a chance to be reborn. As a thank you, I decided to let you go. You guys go." The young Snow Eagle League leader said flatly, although it almost destroyed half of the Snow Eagle League, but This is nothing to him who has been reborn.

As long as he is willing, he can immediately create a force stronger than the Snow Eagle League.

His purpose was to trap Mo Xian in this formation.

The rest has nothing to do with him.

Now he is in a good mood and doesn't want to see blood anymore. Perhaps it is a good choice to hurry up and create a son.

After all, it doesn't feel good to be cursed by his own grandson before he dies, and he urgently needs to do something to prove that he won't die.

"Although I don't want to interrupt your excitement about being reborn, I'm afraid we won't just leave." Mo Xian shrugged and said, "Or, you can let us in and open the eyes of the formation, and we will Leave, you continue to enjoy your new life."

"Oh?" The leader Xue Ying let out a light snort, and said with a smile: "It seems that you rejected my proposal, that's fine, then I will settle the score between us with you."

While speaking, he glanced at the ruined and messy Snow Eagle League, and his heart twitched.

No matter what, it was his painstaking effort, but just today, a young man made it like this.

"Do the math." Mo Xian nodded seriously.

"Hmph!" Snow Eagle's leader snorted coldly, and the powerful coercion suddenly spread, causing the whole world to become darker in an instant.

Faint gray-white Yuanli floated in the air, it was a smell of death.

Everything that comes into contact with this gray-white energy will die in a very short period of time, even if it is a stone.

"The dry Zen dies!"

Amidst the stern shouts, the leader of the Snow Eagle waved his sleeve robe, and a gray-white death light roared out, passing through a distance of [-] meters in an instant, and appearing in front of Mo Xian.

"It's so fast!"

Mo Xian was startled, and almost subconsciously dodged away. The hem of his clothes was swept by the beam of light and disappeared instantly.

Immediately afterwards, the death light hit a building, passing through without any pause, followed by the second, third...

The entire Black Ze City seemed to be swept by an invisible giant sword, and a huge trace appeared, and after passing through half of the Black Ze City, death came.

However, the remaining gray dead air is still eroding the surrounding buildings, causing each building to slowly annihilate.

Although the leader Snow Eagle has only raised one level, his destructive power has been astonishingly improved.

It can also be seen from this that there is a gap between the six-star Wuzong and the seven-star Wuzong.

"You guys have a good reaction." After the leader Snow Eagle was reborn, his mentality seemed to be much younger, and his tone of speech was different.

While speaking, his face turned cold, his sleeves waved continuously, and gray-white death lights whizzed out one after another, covering the sky like a giant net, almost occupying half of the sky.

"Little sister, you take them to break the formation first." After Mo Xian told Han Ling'er, with a single movement of his body, he fully urged the fish and dragons to change, shuttling among the continuous death light .

He always felt that things were not that simple. If time dragged on for a long time, it might be bad for them, so he let Han Ling'er do it first.

The dense dead light swept across the air, leaving a series of hideous traces in Black Ze City.

Mo Xian shuttled among them, although he was startled, he was safe.

If he couldn't dodge in time, he would punch out, smashing the oncoming death light, but at the same time, his body began to be eroded by that withered Zen power.

This kind of energy is like a maggot on the tarsus bone, and it is difficult to dispel it for a while. Mo Xian can only temporarily suppress it in an area with his energy.

At the same time, Han Ling'er took Jifeng Dingxiang and Ding Rui to sneak into the Snow Eagle League.

There was Hawkeye who could stop them before, but now the Snow Eagle League probably has nothing that can defeat Han Ling'er.

In fact, no one stopped them.

Now the Snow Eagle League has almost collapsed, everyone is paying attention to the battle above the sky, and has no time to care about other things.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a huge black dragon appeared in the air, and then sprayed dragon flames.

The pitch-black scorching dragon flames rubbed against a huge gray-white death light violently, and an astonishing shock wave swept away.

It can be seen that Mo Xian's arm trembled slightly, obviously under tremendous pressure.

Long Yan was gradually eroded by the death light, and it seemed that it might collapse at any time.

After all, the realm of the leader Xueying is higher than that of Mo Xian, and coupled with the particularity of Kuchan Yuanli, it is normal for this to happen.

With a thought in Mo Xian's mind, he shook his other hand slightly.

At this time, in the ruins of the Snow Eagle League, a group of members of the Snow Eagle League were gathering together as if nothing had happened, but their eyes were a little erratic.

Behind them, there was a ferocious long spear, which was the dark devil's howling spear that Mo Xian hadn't retracted yet.

"Hey, that kid's weapon is definitely not ordinary. We will secretly put this weapon away when the leader finishes him off. We will definitely be able to get a good price then."

The group discussed happily, and hid the Dark Devil Howling Spear behind them, for fear of being seen by others.

That kind of feeling is like picking up money, afraid of being discovered by other passers-by, and deliberately stepping on it with your feet, then squatting down and pretending to tie your shoelaces.

They didn't dare to use the Dark Devil's Howling Gun now, after all, Mo Xian would definitely find out, and they might be injured by the Dark Devil's Howling Gun.

(End of this chapter)