Sleepy Dragon Continent

Chapter 1079
Combining two bodies into one, Mo Daozi's current cultivation base is definitely the first below the fourth level of Tianlun Realm.

The coercion like a tide spreads in all directions, and ripples continue to appear in the void.

At this time, Mo Daozi's white hair is like snow, his magic power is overwhelming, and he dominates the world, with invincible aura rippling around him.

"I am like this, can you win the battle?"

Mo Daozi opened his mouth, and out of thin air appeared a series of devil runes in this void, intertwined and intertwined, forming a cage of heaven and earth.

"Extreme magic, a word becomes a prophecy!"

What I say is the law of heaven, and what I say is the way of the devil. This is similar to the way of speaking of the Protoss.

"Well, it's really powerful." Qin Mo admired, then grinned, showing his big white teeth: "If I beat you to death, those old guys from the Demon Race should feel very uncomfortable."

"Then you have a try." Mo Daozi also smiled, bent his knees, and when he fell, a magic chair appeared out of thin air, and his body became infinitely larger in a blink of an eye, comparable to a planet.

Mo Daozi's pair of pupils were like two whirlpools, and his eyes fell on Qin Mo's body. His flesh and blood, spirit and spirit all swayed for a while, as if he was about to leave his body.

Facing Mo Daozi's mighty power, Qin Mo responded.

"Holy Body Transformation!"

A furious howl created a boundless storm, the wind was like a dragon, and thunder was born in the void, a terrifying power that changed the world, and the sun and the moon had no light erupted from Qin Mo.

The golden light is like a pillar, soaring upwards.

This force is like a galloping and roaring sea, and Mo Daozi is a lonely boat in it, there is no comparison between the two.

The next moment, a golden fist mark passed across the sky.

Immediately afterwards, everything ceased to exist.

"huhuhuhu"

All kinds of visions disappeared, and Qin Mo's body collapsed powerlessly, with countless cracks all over his body.

"It's still a little bit reluctant to use the holy body transformation with the current cultivation base."

Qin Mo thought to himself, the burden on the body after transformation was beyond imagination, if it wasn't extremely critical today, he wouldn't plan to use it.

The magic tree above his head had been destroyed, and the heart of the earth sent energy to Qin Mo's body again.

Seeing the end of the battle, Ruoyi in the distance immediately ran over. Seeing Qin Mo's appearance, his eyes turned red, and he almost couldn't help crying.

Ruoyi acted as a guard to warn Qin Mo.

This time, the injury he received was too serious, it hurt the origin, and even the soul suffered serious injuries due to the transformation of the holy body.

Even though he had the heart of the earth, Qin Mo lay on the ground for half a year before repairing his origin and soul, and then began to circulate his blood energy to allow the big hole in his abdomen and the broken arm to grow back.

Jumping up, Qin Mo's gaze was sharp. After recovering from serious injuries, his strength has improved again.

The only regret is that when he performed the Eucharistic Transformation, he couldn't control his strength and smashed the demon into shards. In this way, he couldn't find out who the traitors of the spirit race were from his mouth.

What Qin Mo didn't know was that at the moment he killed Mo Daozi, all kinds of terrifying visions appeared outside the Ten Thousand Realm Sacred Lotus, and the real powerhouses of the gods and demons appeared one by one.

Those gods and demons who were killed by Qin Mo and fled immediately notified the elders of their respective clans.

The remnants of the Spiritual Clan reappeared, and immediately caused an uproar. The entire Ten Thousand Realm Sacred Lotus was surrounded layer by layer, and Qin Mo was the only one doing it.

At this time, Qin Mo was taking Ruoyi on the road of blood, walking towards the depths step by step.

Walking on this avenue, Qin Mo seemed to hear the cries of his ancestors, with a sense of resignation and sadness.

Qin Mo's mood was also affected by it and became a little heavy.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the Avenue of Blood disappeared, and Qin Mo and Ruoyi were already in a spacious and bright space.

This space is very empty, only the most central area, there are twelve bodies of ancestors of the spirit race.

The twelve corpses were gathered together in a circle, kneeling on the ground, each with a long sword inserted from the Tianling Cap, the entire body of the sword disappeared into the body, leaving only a hilt.

Moreover, the long sword is inserted obliquely, and the tip of the sword is exposed from the spine on the back. After a long time, a drop of blood with the color of chaos will flow out of the tip of the sword, dripping on the jade bowl on the ground above.

Inside the circle is a quaint stone platform with nothing on it.

"These beasts!"

Qin Mo clenched his fists tightly, with a ferocious expression on his face, he struggled to utter a few words.

At this glance, he has already seen what this so-called opportunity is.

These twelve ancestors of the Spirit Race were all unrivaled powerhouses, but they were killed and dealt with cruelly.

What is contained in each bowl is what the god and demon said, the passport to the road of great power!
"Use the essence and blood of our ancestors to cultivate strong people for generations to come?"

Qin Mo was out of anger, but his expression became more and more calm. He walked forward slowly and stopped in front of an old man with a peaceful face.

His hands moved towards the long sword above his head.

"Puff, puff."

Three inches away from the hilt of the sword, there were streaks of black thunder.

This thunder contained extremely evil power, and with Qin Mo's current physical strength, his defense was easily broken.

Regarding this, Qin Mo didn't care about it, all kinds of power in his body burst out, attached to his hands, and he closed them bit by bit.

Flesh and blood splattered, and black arcs of lightning scuttled across Qin Mo's body.

The nine divine dragons on the Panlong battlesuit were circling endlessly, but they didn't even last for a cup of tea before their energy was exhausted and they hid themselves.

Incomparably severe pain spread all over his body, Qin Mo looked resolute, with an indomitable momentum, let out a roar, and grasped the long sword with both hands.

The moment he held the long sword, the space shook violently.

Not only here, but outside the Wanyu Shenglian, the entire starry sky trembled.

Ordinary gods and demons don't know why, but the faces of those real strong men are all gloomy.

"Get up!"

Qin Mo struggled to draw his sword, his whole body was bruised and bruised by the black thunder.

But he still didn't care about it, and wouldn't let go.

"Not enough, not enough power, lend me your power too!" Qin Mo sent a voice transmission to the demon mask.

"as you wish."

A response brought Qin Mo unparalleled strength.

His body was swollen, and this surging force almost burst Qin Mo.

With this help, the motionless long sword was pulled out little by little.

As the long sword was pulled out, the outside world, the vast universe, was covered with thick dark clouds everywhere, thunder and punishment fell from the sky, and thunderbolts as thick as hills crashed down.

This scene is like a sign that the universe is coming to an end and all spirits are about to disappear.

And inside the Wanyu Shenglian, when Qin Mo pulled out the long sword halfway, the old man with a peaceful face suddenly opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)