Sleepy Dragon Continent

Chapter 762
Li Jianyuan stood there dumbfounded, looking at his empty left hand with a dull expression.

With one strike, his left arm was chopped off, and Qin Mo left calmly.

"I'll find you after I go to pacify the Western Regions first." Qin Mo looked indifferent, and before leaving, he asked, "This sword has a name."

Li Jianyuan: "I haven't had time to get it yet."

Qin Mo: "Since that's the case, let's call it the 'Sword of Shrouding the Sky', a sword that covers the sky."

In the end Qin Mo left, and Li Jianyuan didn't pursue him because he knew it was useless.

The Zhetian Sword contains all the key points of the sword skills of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and in the hands of the members of the Heavenly Sword Sect, it can exert a power of one plus one equals one hundred.

Similarly, in the hands of other people, the sword skills of Tian Jianzong will become useless, no matter what kind of sword skills you use, they will all be broken by a single sword.

This is also the reason why Qin Mo was able to cut off Li Jianyuan's arm with a single strike, not because of how much his own combat power surpassed him, but because of the Zhetian Sword.

He rushed to the Western Region at a very high speed, and before he could get close enough, as far as his eyes could see, he saw a huge mountain that was pitch black and appeared like a bottomless abyss.

The moment any living being sees this giant mountain, a great fear grows from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, this giant mountain was inlaid in mid-air, and its boundless power enveloped the entire Western Region.

Around this giant mountain, countless figures with powerful auras stood in the air, with fiery eyes in their eyes.

These people are all disciples and masters of Huangquan Sect and Wanfo Sect.

"Finally, the great you have finally come back to the world!"

Everyone knelt down, their bodies were constantly shaking, and they were extremely excited.

"You guys, did a great job."

A thick, prison-like voice exploded in everyone's minds.

"However, it's still close, give up your humble lives."

Before everyone could react, the sound of "bang bang bang" kept ringing, and the bodies of all the strong people on the scene exploded, and clusters of blood mist flew into the giant mountain under the traction of some mysterious force the depths.

Among those strong men, there were five half-step martial masters and one martial master, who also had no resistance at all.

With a flash of brilliance, Qin Mo appeared in front of the giant mountain, his eyes were unprecedentedly solemn, and he slowly uttered a few words: "Life is restricted!"

"Well?"

In the depths of the giant mountain, a voice of doubt resounded.

"It turns out to be the Dou Zhan Eucharist of this generation. Yes, if I swallow you, I can live for hundreds of years."

As soon as the words fell, a giant palm holding the sky descended from the sky and grabbed Qin Mo.

"Why use such tricks to try."

Qin Mo's expression remained unchanged, and the Zhetian Sword flew out by itself, shooting out infinite sword light, and easily wiped out the giant palm.

"There will be some strength then."

With a chuckle, a figure slowly walked out from the depths of the giant mountain.

At first glance, this person is a child, at second glance, he is a young man, and at a second glance, he is an old man.

So repeatedly, it is impossible to fathom.

"Hundred Tribulations of Red Dust, you are the 'Lord of the Great Xia Dynasty' who once ruled the Kunlong Continent in ancient times."

"That's right, it's me, I didn't expect anyone in this world to know the name of Emperor Xia Jietian.

"You're wrong." Qin Mo shook his head: "Now Emperor Qin rules this continent, and I'm the only one who can be called 'Zhen'!"

"A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers." Jie Tian stepped out of the restricted area of ​​life step by step, looked up at the sky, with an intoxicated expression on his face: "It's still the beautiful, plentiful, and fragrant flesh and blood in the world."

"You are no longer worthy of being a human being." With surging power surging in his body, Qin Mo took the same step: "In order to survive in the world for a while longer, and wantonly slaughter living beings, with me, you will not be allowed to be born!"

Feeling Qin Mo's soaring fighting spirit, the Heaven-Suppressing Sword and the Zhetian Sword uttered a sword chant that shook the sky at the same time, and then turned into two beams of light and sank into the right fist.

The mark of thunder and fire flickered wildly, absorbing the essence of all directions.

The holy body changes, ten times the combat power explodes!
Devil's mask, all the power is poured into the body.

Renhuang pen endows supreme power.

Qin Mo's body was glowing, emitting a ray that was stronger than the sun, as majestic as a prison, and terrified as the might of heaven.

Slowly strike out with a palm, in his palm, there is a world inside, it is gray, it can't go up to the sky, can't go down to the ground.

Xiahuang Jietian, with an unmoving expression, also struck out with a palm.

In his palm, there are images of all kinds of mortals and thousands of catastrophes.

The two palms clashed, but there was no earth-shattering explosion.

It dissipates at the touch of a finger, and they stand with their palms behind their backs, without the slightest emotion on their faces.

A smile appeared on Qin Mo's face: "It's just mediocre."

Xia Huang Jietian also smiled and said: "You are dead, but you still don't know it."

"A mere slap can take my life, but you, how many years of life do you have left?"

"It's just an ant, trying to speculate on Tianwei's power. I still have something to do today, and I will fight another day."

"Right on my mind."

After finishing speaking, the two turned around and left, and the giant mountain also changed from real to virtual, standing over the Western Regions like a mirage.

Xia Huangjietian's calm expression changed suddenly, and he spit out a big mouthful of black blood.

That black blood carried an indelible sword energy, fist strength, awe-inspiring righteousness, and the power of thunder and fire.

"What a Emperor of Qin!" Xia Huangjie said with a chuckle: "I was severely injured when I was born, but I will recover in three years. I don't know if you are still alive by then."

After a few steps, Qin Mo left the Western Regions tens of thousands of miles away, and stayed on a low mountain. An abnormal deep red appeared on his face. He couldn't help it anymore, and a mouthful of golden blood spurted out.

The blood contained a strange 'grinding' power, and with just a mouthful of blood, the short mountain Qin Mo was on was eroded away, leaving a huge bottomless pit on the ground.

"What a powerful Emperor Xia, this injury will take at least five years of retreat to recover."

Without further hesitation, he hurried back to Emperor Qin's clan.

Half a day later, Qin Mo returned to Emperor Qinzong, summoned his five sons, handed the Zhetian Sword to Qin Luomo, and asked him and Qin Xuanyi to lead an army to attack the Eastern Region.

Today's Eastern Territory has been seriously injured in order to forge the Zhetian Sword, so it is no longer a concern.

In the Western Regions, Qin Mo sent Qin Tiange, Qin Baichuan and Qin Zhengcang to go.

The high-end combat power there was also swept away, and the only thing to guard against was the restricted area of ​​life.

Only Kyushu Ding can suppress one or two of this matter.

Give an order and immediately wave your army to attack.

Afterwards, Qin Mo announced his closed-door training, which naturally claimed to the public that he had some income from Martial Dao. As for the injury, no one informed him.

After all, Qin Mo is now the Lord of the Three Realms, and many people are staring at him. If something goes wrong, there will be endless troubles.

After entering the closed-door retreat and deploying several formations, Qin Mo coughed up several mouthfuls of blood again, his face extremely pale.

Sitting cross-legged, Xuangong is running, looking inside the body.

In the meridian, in the flesh and blood, strips of red worm-like things adhered to it, constantly obliterating his life essence.

(End of this chapter)