Tyrant Martial God

Mo Xie thought and looked for some magical power marks in the wonderful martial arts methods. There is a strange martial arts magic method called "ancient shadow trace method". It is the supreme means to find the enemy according to the breath. It is an ancient nine heaven martial arts magic method!

"There is a great tracking skill in the martial arts of the supreme nine days. Unfortunately, I can't. I can only use this ancient shadow trace method. I hope I can find a magic pen."

Mo Xie sighed, the Rune of the exploration method rotated, and the above "ancient shadow trace method" flew out and became an ancient shadow. The shadow nose was very long and sniffed hard. Then the body shook and drilled underground.

This "ancient shadow trace method" is a secret method to condense a shadow. The shadow has no combat power and is not an entity, but it is best at tracking. It is an ancient secret technique that can travel through space for tracking. Although it is not as good as the legend, the ancient nine heaven martial arts magic tracking technique can track infinite worlds!

"Well, with this ancient shadow, you must be able to find more clues. If you find the emperor's pen, all problems will be solved."

Mo Xie followed the ancient shadow and drilled down. The lava dispersed one after another and reached deeper underground.

Countless spaces seem to be distorted like wormholes. Suddenly, the ancient shadow drilled into a huge wormhole, which seems to lead to another inexplicable space!

"This twisted space, wormhole tunnel, leads to another void. It seems to be a little empty, but it is not formed by natural condensation, but pierced by people. How much power does it need?"

Seeing his condensed ancient shadow drilling in, Mo Xie hesitated a little, unfolded the bronze ancient coffin, protected himself, and drilled in according to the smell of the ancient shadow.

As soon as I got into the wormhole of time and space, I immediately tightened my body, and a strong evil spirit came to my face. This evil spirit showed a viscous dark, violent toxicity and a corrosive smell!

The smell was a hundred times stronger than the most violent miasma in the devil's way. Fang Han immediately realized that this highly toxic evil spirit could even corrode the supreme. Ordinary Taoist instruments could not resist it.

"This is the remnant poison gas left over by a great road. It corrodes the highly toxic art. It is said that once cast, all Reiki in a big world will be transformed into a mysterious highly toxic gas!"

Mang Tian was shocked when he saw these strong evil gases and said, "this wormhole in time and space is corroded by this great poisonous skill. Corroding space, how far has this man cultivated this strange poisonous skill?"

"Oh? So, this poison art is the root of all poison arts and magic skills? I want to collect these residual poisonous Qi and make good use of it. Even those with strong space power are very difficult to eliminate, but some poison arts and magic skills can cause great damage to friars with space power."

Mo Xie had a gourd in his hand. It was the Dragon gourd. When he shook the gourd, a force of attraction shot out of the gourd. Absorbed the poisonous aura in the wormhole.

Some poison arts and magic skills can hurt the supreme emperor. Mo Xie heard a rumor that Tianjue demon sect has a poison skill called Jiutian God poison as early as she was practicing!

He was once an immortal elder of taixuanmen. He took a slap and went back to shut down for thousands of years to expel the toxin from his flesh and blood. However, the toxin could not be removed at all. Instead, it combined with his own flesh and blood to produce a new toxin. Finally, the elder died of poison.

However, the nine Heavenly God poison is not worth mentioning compared with the current great poison art. This great poison art can corrode the space with the residual poison gas. It can be seen that its toxicity is fierce. It contains the mystery of the universe and the resentment of heaven and earth.

"Although my reincarnation disk is fierce, it can shake away Deng Ao, the great demon Slayer. However, he can recover after losing up to 1000 years of life. Moreover, every time I urge him, I need to consume 10 billion pure Yang pills. It's really not worth it. It's a monster. I collected this highly toxic gas and condensed it into a magic weapon. Next time I fight against me, I'll break into him In the body, see how he dispels! "Mo Xie thought for a while, and he was meditating in his heart.

Now he has to deal with the master of Deng Ao, the demon slaying immortal. His own spells are of little use to Deng Ao. The only thing is the reincarnation plate of "bronze ancient coffin".

Xiangwu secret territory contains the mystery of the laws of the universe. There is no chance of turning over because of the great difference in strength.

Now the residual poison gas of the supreme poison skill is cultivated by Taigu Da Neng. Each head contains Taigu Da Neng of a small world. I don't know how many times stronger than Deng Ao, the demon Slayer. It can be said that spitting can drown each other. If Taigu DA can fully display the great poison skill, it can even poison Wu Qingfeng!

If Mo Xie hadn't been in the bronze ancient coffin, I'm afraid he would have been highly poisoned and penetrated into the flesh and blood. If he didn't die, he would have been seriously injured.

While using the Dragon gourd to collect the residual poison gas that corrodes Du, Mo Xie thought: "this ancient great power, I don't know how powerful it is? It's a war with the supreme magic pen before ancient times!"

"Squeak!"

The long whale swallowed up the residual poisonous gas in the wormhole in this time and space, and was finally absorbed by the Hualong gourd.

Mo Xie felt that the Dragon gourd trembled, and the spirit of the instrument in it suddenly screamed. It was poisoned by the highly toxic gas!

On the contrary, this gourd, this dragon gourd, has some tendency to melt.

"No, it's a pity to lose a Taoist weapon." Mo Xie was shocked. He didn't expect that the power of the highly toxic gas was so great that the spirit of the Taoist weapon would be poisoned directly and the Taoist weapon would melt.

"Buddha bless!"

In case the Dragon gourd melts, breaks and the poison gas penetrates, Mo Xie will be in a hurry. At this critical juncture, he suddenly urged the "king of freedom in the world" Rune in his field to stick it in the Dragon gourd.

Sure enough, as soon as the talisman was pasted, the Buddhist power rolled, and all the poisonous Qi was awed.

Buddhism's magic weapon, Zen, has a special deterrent effect on mysterious and cruel magic, such as poison, evil, greed, curse, etc. Of course, we still have to follow the realm.

"It seems that the Buddha who refined this talisman is higher than the ancient power suppressed by the magic pen." Mo Xie nodded and threw the Dragon gourd into the Yellow Spring picture to suppress it. When the time comes, give a fatal blow.

All the poisonous gas in the wormhole of time and space was collected, and a little light appeared at the end of the wormhole. Mo Xie moved and showed his past,

"Boom!"

The explosion sounded. As soon as Mo Xie came out of the wormhole of time and space, he felt the earth spinning, and there was a sense of disaster everywhere.

This is a gray world, a gray heaven and earth. There are sun and moon in the sky, but they are all dead, like an elderly patient on the edge of death.

"Boom!"

As soon as he landed in this huge world, Mo Xie saw that countless volcanoes kept spraying on the distant earth, thick dust and clouds were covered in the sky, and the thousands of feet of volcanic magma flowed everywhere, as if it was a tragic scene of the coming end.

At a glance, Mo Xie saw that in some places, volcanoes erupted, in some places, thousands of miles around, but a strong hurricane blew up from the earth. In other places, there was continuous heavy snow, frozen for thousands of miles, while in some places, there was a large black swamp, filled with poison and miasma.

The world is full of such a bad environment, either volcanic eruptions or earthquakes, as well as hurricanes. Ice and snow remain unchanged for a long time. Swamps, mires and toxic gases are everywhere. The sky is always gloomy and gray. There are disasters everywhere. There is no inch of land and an inch of space is calm.

In such a world, natural disasters keep happening all the time. People can't live at all. Even practitioners can't survive in this harsh environment.

Mo Xie had just landed in the world. Suddenly, under his feet, the earth plate moved and huge volcanic magma rushed up. Thanks to his profound Taoism, when he pressed his hand, the volcanic magma was directly pressed down.

However, in the sky, a blue ice crystal storm swept over, thousands of miles long, like a wind dragon. It was so piercing that it could sweep the cold air that could crack the top-quality treasures. In an instant, it frozen the ink evil into a huge ice lump and fell to the ground.

Mo Xie moved gently, and his magic power blew up and smashed the ice lump. Looking at the big world like the end of the day, he sighed: "what is this place?"

"The doomsday cemetery here is just a big world. It is a very ancient world. I don't know it has existed for tens of millions of years. Now its life has come to a dead end. Maybe it will collapse completely in hundreds of millions of years. It will die out between heaven and earth." mangtian realized what this place is.

"Even a great world has come to a dead end, and our friars perish in time, which is like dust. Although I have a life span of 120000 years, it is fleeting. What is it compared with a great world? Who lives forever between heaven and earth?" Mo Xie was touched, and what was in his mind, filled with a desolate artistic conception.

To cultivate a long life is to hope not to die, but now we see that the big world is going to die. This makes Fang Han know that he is just a mortal who lives longer than fan life.

After all, it's still mortal!

However, as soon as this emotion rose, it was suppressed by him. Now is not the time to sigh, but to do serious things.

"It's here. I've heard of this place for a long time. Doomsday cemetery. No wonder my great disaster rune is ready to move. It's more than ten times faster than before. Did the emperor's pen fight with Taigu's great power and come here? Break through the space-time tunnel."

At this moment, the ancient shadow of ink evil has disappeared. It was poisoned by highly toxic gas in the time-space tunnel.

But it's no big deal. Just refine it again.

This "doomsday cemetery" is full of disaster gas, which is suitable for the cultivation of the supreme disaster method. Mo Xie wants to practice well, but now he has no time to practice.

He showed the ancient shadow sign method again. The ancient shadow flew out, suddenly moved and rushed to the distance.

"The breath of the supreme magic pen!" suddenly, he immediately followed.