Murdering Heaven Edge

This is a giant!

As for whether he is a giant who has suffered serious injuries, Chu Mo can't feel it. Because the other party is too strong! It’s still the deity!

The arrogance of the sky can simply subvert this vast universe. Gives a tremendous pressure. As if in front of him, all beings are ants.

"Who are you?" Chu Mo calmly stared at the man, looking through the light of his body, looking at the young and strange face, faintly asked.

"The ancestor Bao Ping." The man said indifferently.

"Bao Ping?" Chu Mo knows, this is one of the giants who once tried to count the royal ancestors and then suffered a lot of injuries.

There are also two, one is called Cang Lan, and the other is called Ji Lie.

In the past, the giants of the royal family’s ancestors, Zhong Caitai’s elder, Zhong Caiyun, have fallen, and the ancestor of the big mouse has fallen. The black ancestors have been missing, and before the celestial sea was so big, it did not appear. Plus it's a line, once appeared in Chu Mo. Although Chu Mo did not tell others, but secretly guessed that the black fish ancestors may have fallen!

Otherwise, what will its behavior be in itself?

Later, he was used to smash the **** moon, and the vast avenue has been dissipated in the sea of ​​heaven. Completed the endless heavens in the sea.

Therefore, strictly speaking, in the past, the royal family ancestors, and the six giants of the old emperor, have already received half of the real results. This also shows that the causal power generated between the giants is even more powerful. The horrible cause and effect, they still can not break free.

Therefore, Chu Mo is very calm at this moment, he looked at Bao Ping, said faintly: "You come to kill me?"

Bao Ping looked at Chu Mo's gaze, just like looking at a cockroach ant: "How? No? What are the last words, you can say."

"I think, you should know that I am the one in the prophecy." Chu Mo looked at Bao Ping and said calmly: "I am the one who can break your temperament."

"What about that? When you die, naturally everything is over." Bao Ping said coldly: "So, know each other, you still do it yourself!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Chu Mo suddenly made a burst of laughter: "What? Are you afraid of killing me, will be more horrible than before? Is it afraid to be directly cursed by causal power?"

"You..." Bao Ping's face hidden in the light was instantly gloomy. He is a supreme giant, the reason why he appears here, has the heart to talk to Chu Mo to say these nonsense, the root cause is indeed like Chu Mo said.

He fears!

I am afraid that I will kill Chu Mo and affect the bigger chance! Suffering from more horrible causal powers!

His body has a huge wound in itself. A battle force, although much more powerful than the monks of the great sacred place, but there is a huge gap from the peak of the past.

If Bao Ping’s six ancestral giants regretted one thing in their lives, they should be the ancestors of the royal family!

Because even if they didn't shoot, the royal family's ancestors might not be able to spend 100% of the catastrophe. But they all shot at the time. The result also did form a fatal blow to the royal family.

The royal family’s ancestors failed, and they died. They have finally suffered the kind of horrible cause and effect. That injury, until today, can not be resolved.

This is not the case with war between giants. It is not that the killing giants will have such a causal power to counteract. The body of the royal ancestors, with the gas and blessing of the entire universe of Luo Tian. It is also a crucial moment in the robbery. Therefore, when you are intervened at this time, you don’t have to think about it. There will be great cause and effect.

What about Chu Mo?

The causal power that he carries with him is probably stronger!

Because of that prophecy!

It is today, when the prophecy made by Lingtong was true or false, it is actually not that important.

What is important is that the fate of Chu Mo has been closely linked to the prophecy. The fate of these giants, because of the interventions of the past, is also closely linked to the prophecy. Once Chu Mo had any accidents, it would be better if he had a shot with someone who had nothing to do with them. There will be no horrible causal power to suppress on them. But if the person who shot the shot has a direct relationship with them, even they themselves... Once Chu Mo died, then the huge causal power will directly suppress him!

Bao Ping has been traumatized by terror, and he can't afford the same thing to happen again. But if he wants to let Chu Mo like this, he is even more reluctant!

Therefore, he is stuck here, trying to suppress Chu Mo with his own huge and unparalleled spiritual strength. Let him despair and let him commit suicide!

In this way, even if the causal power is manifested in him, but because Chu Mo is suicidal, and has no direct relationship with him, he will not be countered by this cause and effect. At least... the power of this counter-attack will not be too strong.

Do not doubt that Bao Ping has been studying this for countless years!

I have been a doctor for a long time. Bao Ping, who has been plagued by causal counter-attacks for countless years, has reached a level of incomparability in causality. The general giant, in this respect, can't compare with him.

Just what he didn't expect was that Chu Mo grew too fast! His spiritual strength is so powerful! He was suppressed by the spiritual power of his ancestral home for a long time, and he was indifferent! And there is still the ability to counterattack and ridicule him!

This gives Bao Ping a feeling of near collapse. As if his years of research have been like a huge joke.

When he finally found out how to do it, he would not be directly affected, but found that his method was not applicable to Chu Mo...

This is the biggest tragedy in the world!

Bao Ping took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He also has a second method.

After studying for so many years, he could not have been such a way. Although that approach, for him, it also has huge consumption and great pressure. But things can only be done now!

Bao Ping looked at Chu Mo coldly and said: "Since you refuse to commit suicide and refuse to give yourself a happy and decent ending, then... I can only do it myself. However, little things, ancestors. I will do it myself. Your death will be hard to see, and you will die with great pain!"

During the speech, Bao Ping’s body suddenly gave a seven-nine-nine-nine-year-old lantern with a lampshade.

After the forty-nine lights were sacrificed, they were divided into all directions.

Every lamp has a star size!

Forty-nine lights, like forty-nine stars, hang from the sky. Exudes a deep and cold atmosphere, turning this universe into an abyss instantly!

Instantly isolates all the breath!

Bao Ping gritted his teeth and looked at Chu Mo: "Small beast, have you seen it? These forty-nine lights are the ancestors of my ancestors! It can completely isolate the causal power of this universe! Although it can only Maintaining an hour, but it is enough to deal with you!"

During the speech, Bao Ping directly shot Chu Mo. This time, he shot, completely unscrupulous, and pressed his hand toward Chu Mo.

This palm is like a collapse of the sky. With a peerless pressure, overwhelm all the way out!

"Is it going to fight?" Chu Mo held the sky, the **** light, illuminating the dark and dark sky of this side, a fierce and unparalleled knife light, stabbed toward the giant palm of Baoping.

The knives that erupted from the sky directly smashed the scorpio, and the icy and sharp atmosphere of the sky confuses the sky, full of murder!

Bao Ping’s heart trembled fiercely. This feeling, he has not felt for too long. This young great sacred monk, with his own path and strength, has reached a point where the giants move!

However, the more this is the case, the more Bao Ping wants to directly kill Chu Mo. Otherwise, once the young man enters the ancient battlefield, in that place, his growth... will be faster!

If Chu Mo grows into a real ancestral giant, then no one can suppress him in this world. Until then, it will be the real day of liquidation.

Rumble!

The giant palm turned into a giant mountain and pressed down to the whole person of Chu Mo.

Hao Tian’s fierce and unparalleled light finally reached the giant palm.

In Bao Ping’s throat, he made a sigh, his palm... flowing out of the blood of the bright and unusual giant!

Then, the sacred gods of Chu Mo directly exudes ten dazzling infinite rays, which illuminate this piece of the universe like the abyss.

The chaotic oven emits a boulevard, and directly begins the refining of the endless pressure released by Bao Ping!

For chaotic ovens, there is nothing that cannot be refined!

Bao Ping made a big drink, and the injured palm was still suppressed.

The body of Chu Mo’s ancestors was somewhat unbearable, and the bones on his body were squeezing. It may break at any time.

His mouth was overflowing with a trace of blood, but with a pair of eyes, he shot two gods!

That is the unyielding light!

On his body, the gods and warriors appeared, and the thousand words of God released an infinite rhyme.

That is the embodiment of Chu Mo’s invincible will!

Chu Mo holding the sky, squatting to the giant palm, the extremely sturdy knife, directly to the giant palm of a tens of thousands of miles of scars!

The blood of a large number of giants descended from the sky, forming a **** river. It looked very incomparable, savage... and glamorous!

But at this time, the bones of Chu Mo’s body finally began to crack!

Chu Mo began a big mouth hemoptysis!

In Bao Ping’s eyes, he shot a crazy light.

Forty-nine lights completely sealed this piece of heaven, and he roared: "Little beast... give me death!"

"Starlight kills!"

Chu Mo coldly drank a sentence, in a flash, an infinite number of stars, directly erupted along his body, and then, in an instant, the forty-nine lights were like the lights of the stars!

Hey!

The entire icy universe of voids is full of the power of this star.

Then, Chu Mo this knife, smashing to the giant palm of the ... wrist!

Hey!

I don’t know how thick the wrist is, but it was cut off by the knife of Chu Mo.

A lot of blood, like the Bohai Sea, spewed out -

I am too naive, thinking that there are only a few recommended tickets on Monday, and that there are few Tuesdays... The brothers and sisters who read, where are you? (To be continued.)