Heavenly God Mnemonic

Mo Tu gave birth to endless sadness in his heart, and he was standing forever, the existence of the demon in the world, suddenly like an abandoned son of heaven, no matter how hard he struggles, he can't escape the suppression of the person in front of him.

If you didn't covet the body of the Holy Spirit in the first place, how good would it be to take that descendant of the demons directly?

It's just that there is no regret medicine in the world, life and death are only between one thought.

There are tens of thousands of inheritance roads, but they have chosen a dead end.

Mo Tu was extremely unwilling, roared, turned his head and left. The awe-inspiring ghost spirit exuding from Ghost Zun's body gave him a feeling of despair and tremor. It was a trembling from the depths of the soul, and it was a real threat to symbolize death.

Yang Qingxuan grabbed with five fingers, held Hyakki Yexing in his hand, and said coldly: "It's not a compromise, it's cooperation. You have seen all the cards on my body, although I'm in a weak state at the moment, but if I fight for my life, It can still drag you to death."

At the same time, he raised his left hand, and there was a vague magic light wave.

Gui Zun's face changed slightly, and there was a trace of jealousy in his eyes staring at that left hand.

The pinnacle trick of Motu is sealed inside. If Yang Qingxuan releases this trick completely regardless of the consequences, there will still be things like the pupil of the dark night, the jade seal of extinguishing the truth, and the like, throwing it out all at once, it really won't help me. .

Even annihilation is extremely possible here.

Moreover, the ghost is a powerful ghost emperor who used to be the lord of the thousand realms for countless years, and his vague understanding of the way of heaven is still above the magic.

Knowing "Qi Luck" is related to heaven.

Yang Qingxuan gathered a large number of sacred artifacts, magical powers, chances, etc. at this moment. They must be people with the destiny who have the fortune of the body, and the destiny cannot be violated.

In any era, any plane, in the long river of years, there will be constant births of powerful men who suppress the ages.

No matter how strong you are, how talented you are, once you stand against such a person, there is only one way to fall and destroy.

Guizun withdrew his thoughts and said with a smile: "Jiejie, I know it is a cooperation. I use my reputation as a guarantee that there will be no problems, you don't have to worry about it."

After speaking, he opened his hands and pursued Motu.

"No!--"

Motu turned his head in horror, and was hugged by the ghost from behind. With his right arm strangling his neck, the skull bite down, and there was endless darkness inside, as if leading to the yellow spring.

"boom!"

The whole head of Mo Tu was bitten off by Gui Zun.

The remaining body was strangled by the ghost, and from the neck down, numerous cracks opened, and then burst open with a "boom", turning into endless soul light, dots of light drifting away.

A green ghost fire burst out of Guizun's eyes, and he roared, and a huge green mark was formed on the center of his eyebrows, covering it forward.

The rune rushed into the endless soul light, suddenly broke apart, turned into thousands of weird moths, and dispersed in all directions.

The moth is fat, grayish-green, with magic eye-like patterns on its wings, flapping its wings to absorb the soul light on it.

In an instant, the soul light was adsorbed on each wing, emitting a cold light, forming a sea of ​​light, flying in the air.

The fluorescence of Mo Tu's body was all condensed by the moths, and it did not disperse at all.

Gui Zun changed his hands and tactics, and thousands of moths turned into whirlpools and flew into his mouth one after another.

After a short while, he took it all without leaving any traces.

This is the end of a generation of holy demons.

A strange feeling surged in Yang Qingxuan's heart, allowing you to be extremely talented, allowing you to cultivate to the world, allowing you to traverse the past and the present, and in the end it is nothing but dust, turning into a dust of the universe.

Qianqiu industry, eternal name, will eventually decay.

Yang Qingxuan sighed, feeling lonely inside.

At this moment, the ghost who had absorbed the remnant of Motu, stood there quietly, pinching his hands.

The ghost fire floated in the empty eyes, and if the bonfire was burning, it was full of excitement.

Those soul light turned into green lines attached to the pitch-black bones, and the whole figure showed signs of solidification. Sensen ghost aura diffused out of his body, and Hundred ghosts hovered around him, and the coercion filled all directions.

Yang Qingxuan recovered from his emotions, staring at the ghost respected, alert, and cried out with some fear, and said, "Ghosted respect?"

"Hey, don't worry."

The green fire in Gui Zun's eyes closed, and his hideous face was restored, with a weird laugh.

There was a red tongue sticking out of the hollow mouth. After licking a few times, his mouth retracted, "It's delicious. It would be great if there were more such holy demons."

Yang Qingxuan was full of black lines and said, "You should go back to the sword."

A green fire appeared in Gui Zun's eyes again, and he turned to the left, his gaze seemed to penetrate through layers of demonic energy, and he grinned and said: "Wait for a moment, there is still another delicious thing I haven't eaten!"

With that, stretched out a hand full of bones, a little forward.

Yang Qingxuan only felt the trembling of Hundred Ghost Yexing in his hand, and countless sword intents gushed out, spreading into the fingers of Ghost Venerable in the air, emitting a powerful green light, forming a dazzling cross at the fingertips.

After Mo Tu's body fell, the demonic energy on the three-headed and six-armed statue began to wilt, and the magic light covering Yang Qingxuan also continued to fade.

Although the entire hall was still enveloped by devilish energy and the formation was operating, the vast devilish might had been constantly disappearing.

Zhong Jie was the most sensitive to magic power. He was the first to sense the change. He opened his eyes in amazement, staring at the magic light, trying to see what was inside, but apart from the surging of the magic cloud, he couldn't tell the difference.

I couldn't help but sighed and gave up again.

At this moment, in the magic light of the inheritance, a bright green light suddenly lit up, like a Venus piercing the night, emitting a slender cross light that traverses the world.

"what is this?!"

Everyone looked at the past in surprise, the cross-green glow was completely different from the devilish energy, giving people a gloomy and terrible feeling, like two intertwined swords, cutting the devilish energy apart.

"laugh!"

At this moment, the green light flashed, and a powerful sword aura shot out from the center of the cross's brilliance.

Everyone only saw the sword aura flying through, with a faint afterglow, in the dark magic aura, it was so eye-catching.

Then the sword qi hits the object in front, exploding a dazzling glare.

In the endless black demon energy, under the shining green light, everyone could clearly see that the thing cut into by the sword light was actually the three-headed six-armed golem of Mo Tu.

Under the action of the sword qi, the bronze statue's face became extremely hideous and terrifying, cracks appeared all over the body, like dark green spider webs spread all over, the whole golem made a trembling sound, as if it was an unwilling roar.

"This is... the golem... broken?!"

Everyone looked at the cracked bronze statue in shock, their faces dull.

Lan Ningxu's eyes flashed slightly, and he smiled lightly: "A multiple-choice question has been completed as a proposition."