Immortal Sovereign of Ninth Heavens

It's careless!

Mo Li didn't expect that there would be sudden changes in the middle of the battle. The altar was full of strangeness. From the very beginning, he kept an extra thought. However, the sudden appearance of the pressure did not give him too much time to react.

The fine steel iron rope is constantly tightening, no matter how hard it is, there is no way to break it!

"Don't waste your time!" There was a sneer in the corner of mingzhan's mouth, and he sneered: "these nine iron ropes contain the most pure source of holy Qi of the nine Youming people. It's futile for you to earn whatever you want!"

The source of the Holy Spirit of the nine netherworld? No wonder people feel so cold!

Mo Li secretly transferred the source of the fire into his limbs, and even mixed with the breath of the dragon ball. But just like what mingzhan said, it was all in vain!

"Ah --"

"Ah --"

A few screams came. The thick iron rope didn't know when to wind the six girls tightly, pulled them to the altar and imprisoned them on the column facing Mo Li.

"Let them go!"

Mo Li clenched his fists and raised his head to roar. He had no reserve of his fighting spirit. The terrible momentum made the nearby Ming Zhan stagger back for several steps before he stood firm. When he looked up at the boy again, his face was full of shock.

This momentum... Is this his real strength? Ming Zhan swallowed a mouthful of saliva hard, just now he clearly felt a breath of death!

The iron rope around the six girls lingers with a layer of cold black air. The painful expression of several girls is clearly presented in front of us. Mo Li's dark eyes suddenly become bloody red.

"Ah --"

Raise your head and let out a roar of anger. Mo Li's muscles on his arms are bulging high. In the elixir field, the originally quiet bead of fire turns rapidly, and the red flame instantly covers his whole body.

Click, click, click——

With the appearance of jiuyouli fire, the originally indestructible iron rope began to vibrate violently, and the red iron chain instantly cooked Mo Li's skin, but he seemed to feel no pain and continued to strengthen the fire.

Under the terrible high temperature, the iron rope around the limbs gradually becomes transparent. Don't leave biting your teeth, and the momentum rises again.

"Break it for me!"

Click——

Click, click——

Seven kinds of fighting spirit emerge at the same time! Under the fire of the nine nether world, the gradually brittle iron rope finally breaks. Mo Li, who recovers his freedom, rushes towards the trapped six girls for the first time.

The two palms wrapped by Lihuo neatly twisted the chains on several women's bodies. There was no time to relax and feel a huge pressure again.

Back hit a cold incomparable air of war, Mo Li subconsciously want to avoid, can look at the eyes of those pretty faces on the weak feet hard in situ down!

Bang——

The hand of Ming Zhan patted a knot solid solid, Mo Li's body just slightly trembled for a while, even the pace didn't move.

How could that be!

Ming Zhan's face changed greatly! He was very clear about the power of his hand just now. How could there be nothing wrong? Full of shock, the hell war takes out the Youming tower again, waiting for the man's angry counterattack, but sees the straight figure kneeling slowly towards the ground.

"Leave!"

"Big brother!"

Mo Li finally can't continue strong support, very hard to stand up, a little move will feel the whole body up and down at the same time hit bursts of deep pain. Mo Li's dry lips trembled a few times, and his head fell into a coma. Forcibly using lihuozhu would have hurt his vitality, and the fighting spirit in the Dantian field poured out, which made him become the end of a strong crossbow! If it is not for the dragon soul and the dragon ball to protect the body, don't be afraid that the body has already fallen!

Ming Zhan couldn't help but take a long breath. This guy went all the way through the customs. He spent so much effort to wait until he was tired. With careful planning and the help of the demon king, it would be a joke if he failed again!

"It's over!"

Looking at the youth protected by a group of women in the center, mingzhan lowers his head and whispers, and his white right palm slowly comes out.

The women on guard suddenly felt that their bodies were set on the spot uncontrollably, and their state could not resist the authority of the saints.

Step by step, he came to the unconscious man, and the Dark Tower in the palm of the underworld war lit up a dark light, and the boundless black air shrouded him.

The six pretty faces as beautiful as flowers are covered with tears, and the beautiful eyes are staring at the fallen man. Although they can't speak, the pain in their eyes is so clear.

Buzz, buzz——

The Dark Tower trembles gently. Under the black fog, there are bursts of red light on Mo Li's abdomen, and the virtual shadow of a blood red bead is faintly visible.

Ming Zhan's face is more and more excited. He controls the Youming tower to tear, and the blood red bead begins to move restlessly in Mo Li's Dantian.

"Come on! Come out quickly

Ming Zhan was greedy and pursed his lips. He stared at the red bead without blinking, and his breath became more and more urgent. Leave the bead of fire!

Several women finally understand the purpose of the underworld war. He even wanted to peel off Mo Li's lihuozhu!

"Well --"

In a coma, Mo Li seems to have an induction. His pale face is very painful. His brow is tight and his teeth are biting with a clatter.

From the fire bead eye to see is about to leave the body, in a twinkling of an eye and shrink back, the smile on Ming Zhan's face gradually condenses, replaced by the fury.

"Asshole! If you want to die, I'll help you! "

Ming Zhan didn't expect that the other side was still resisting even though the oil was exhausted. A strong black air surged up in the empty left palm and blasted toward Mo Li.

"No"

The dream that is imprisoned by black air is split in heart and mind overnight. It's reckless to waste heart, essence and blood to enhance strength and break the shackles in one breath!

"Ah --"

Angry woman mad general rushed in the past, raised yingbai white wrist hard beat to the back of the brain!

It never occurred to mingzhan that a woman in the semi holy realm could break through his blockade and feel the majestic fighting spirit coming from the rear, so she had to stop.

Bang——

The palms of the hands of the two people touch each other, and the night of the dream, they are furious, but they fight in a hurry. Even if there is a big gap between the two sides, they will lose both sides!

The dark war feels a mouthful of blood attacking his throat. As He staggers back, the black air that envelops Mo Li's whole body is also sucked back by the dark tower.

Dream night is also not easy, after all, the other side is a real saint level master!

"Damn you, damn you all!"

After suffering heavy losses, the underworld war can no longer continue to exert pressure. The girls who return to freedom are all gathered behind the dream. The two sisters of the Lin family also quickly help Mo Li, who is still unconscious, to pour war gas into the man's body.

How can you not be angry at the critical moment when you are ruined? Cold eyes staring at a few women, thinking of killing, suddenly felt a burst of pain in the chest.

This woman's palm is poisonous!

"Go

Dream one night to seize the fleeting opportunity, hand a soft power to wrap the crowd, body shape a flash, in a twinkling of an eye, then disappeared into the energy channel not far away.