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The moment the yin-yang spiral shuriken came out of his hand, Bei Chen's eyes were instantly sharp to the extreme.

chi chi chi...

The yin and yang spiral shuriken is like a popular light, and it traverses and circles to create an astonishing moon arc in the void, and then accurately and accurately falls towards the Demon Respect Building.

This kind of bizarre attack method has never been seen before by Mo Zunlou. Even he can clearly feel the terrifying power that permeates from it to destroy all beings. There is no reservation at the moment. Qi gathered, forming a huge black claws of hundreds of feet.

The magic pattern on the claws wriggled, and the black airflow entangled, and the space was constantly collapsing wherever it passed.

"Hand of Demon Venerable!"

Mo Zunlou's eyes slammed, and he held down the yin-yang spiral shuriken.

Boom!

The hundred-zhang-giant magic hand also made the same action, pinching the spiral shuriken in the palm of his hand with a bang.

boom!

A crisp sound came, as if something was broken.

"It looks majestic, but it doesn't seem like that!"

There was a look of disdain on Mo Zunlou's face, but that look didn't last long. Gradually, that disdain began to harden and finally shattered, replaced by a strong shock.

His eyes were suddenly projected to the hundred-zhang demonic hand, but seeing the force of wind and rain tearing at his fingertips, the shocking thunder pierced through the palm of his hand, and a crushing force erupted from the center.

It seems to be absorbing black power to continuously grow its body.

Aware of the strangeness, Mo Zun Lou's eyes suddenly turned fierce, his palms clasped together, and with a bang, the yin and yang spiral shuriken in the hundred-zhang demon hand was completely shattered.

However, a dark scarlet blood line also burst out from the palm of Mo Zunlou's palm. .

Chapter [-] The Great Sun Swallowing the Sky

Blood lines appeared, and a kind of dark red blood that was almost black flowed out, gathered at the end of the fingertips, condensed into blood beads, and then dripped from the sky a hundred feet high to the ground.

The blood beads coagulated but did not disperse, as if the weight of a thousand pounds, with a bang, a mountain was collapsed by the smashing.

Then a few drops of blood dripped, and the mountain was razed to the ground with a deafening sound.

Mo Zun licked the blood from his palm, and a smile that disappeared for thousands of years slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"My devil respects the building and recognizes you!"

This is the first time he has said such a thing to anyone other than the god general Feipeng.

That is a kind of recognition for Beichen's strength.

But it is precisely because of this that in the next battle, he will not have the slightest compassion and use his true strength to fight.

call!

Beichen took a deep breath, his expression gradually became solemn, as he said before, his battle really started before.

And the battle that really belongs to the Demon Respect Building has only just begun.

Beichen didn't wait any longer, his mind moved, Mo Ke was boundless, and the situation of the world changed.

The power of the wind, cloud, and impermanence blesses the whole body.

Not only did his figure disappear, but even the breath that permeated his body seemed to have completely dissipated.

The moment Beichen's figure disappeared, Mo Zunlou's eyes condensed imperceptibly, and then the surging demonic energy rolled over his palms, shaking hands into fists, carrying the terrifying power of a collapsed mountain, and punching the man behind him. Air smashed.

Swish!

There was a gust of wind blowing, and Beichen's figure suddenly appeared. Eighty thousand boxing shadows were flying like dragons, shaking together with Mo Zunlou.

Boom!

Accompanied by a low to the extreme sound, the space suddenly dented, and then, a mad storm of destruction swept across the scene.

Beichen was forcibly pushed away by the terrifying storm, and after his body stopped, he suddenly condensed his body's breath, and the two martial arts of "Twenty Swords" and "Love of the Fallen City" were simultaneously displayed.

With the freezing power of "Sword Twenty-Three", the actions of the Demon Respect Building were solidified, and then the ancient sword shadow formed by "Love of the Fallen City" spread across the sky and fell to the Demon Respect Building's head.

Before the ancient giant sword had completely fallen, the freezing force formed by "Sword Twenty-Three" had been freed by Mo Zun Building, and with a bang, the solidified space burst into countless crystal fragments like glass.

As the fragments flew, Mo Zun Lou raised the sky with one hand, gently supported the falling ancient sword shadow, and then clasped his fingers together.

boom!

The ancient sword shadow shattered inch by inch.

Beichen's eyes narrowed slightly, "Sword Twenty-Three" and "Love in the City", the two major martial arts, actually had no way to take the Demon Respect Building.

The serious Demon Respect Building is indeed extraordinary.

Just when Beichen's old force had just left and the new force had not yet been born, Mo Zunlou's body suddenly burst into a cloud of black mist. When the figure solidified again, it appeared beside him like a ghost.

"Do you have any spare energy?"

The voice with the slightest magic power fluttered in Beichen's ears. When he turned around, a punch with magic power was thrown over. As a result, it retreated like before, and went straight from Beichen's body. penetrated the past.

"Your tricks are weird!"

The Demon Venerable smiled mysteriously, and with a soft sound of "Boom", a black bubble was squeezed out of his palm, and then the black bubble suddenly expanded ten million times, covering Beichen's body in an instant.