Way of Immortal Sovereign

Rumble!

The speed of the ink path is too fast, it is almost like a black lightning, and it rushes to the top of the mountain in an instant. With a black light wave in his hand, a long spear with a dazzling light emerges, as if it can shake the sky and the earth, towards Mo Beixuan. Crashed down.

"Aboriginal, die for me!"

Mo Dao sneered coldly, black hole-like eyes filled with murderous aura, and the whole person exploded with dazzling divine light. The looming mystery appeared like a twinkle of stars, densely wrapped around him.

"Exterior **** son, really good!"

Feeling the terrifying power of the mountains and the sea above, Mo Beixuan's face showed a frenzied warfare, and he directly raised the knife to block in the loud laughter. The **** long knife in his hand suddenly broke out with a bloody, fierce and terrifying knife. Qi rushed into the sky, as if it could cut open the heavens and the earth, the power was extremely terrifying.

Cang!

Between the electric light and flint, a sound of gold and iron resounded in the void, like two stars colliding together, and as if two immortal soldiers were fighting each other, spurring the aftermath of mighty, fierce and violent power. The sky and the earth are shaking, and the surrounding void is constantly torn like paper, and the scene is extremely shocking.

Rumble!

As the aftermath of this power spread, the peak of Mo Beixuan's standing collapsed and collapsed in an instant, the rocks rolled down, and the dust was flying, he just stood proudly in the void, and his dazzling divine light broke out in the roar. There seemed to be a small sun burning in the body, and the mighty power rose and exploded, making the blood-colored giant knife in his hand as dazzling as a blood moon, and directly shook the black long spear of Mo Dao back.

"The Taoist soldiers made by Void Black Gold? No, they should be regarded as the most precious treasure."

With a hard blow, even though Mo Beixuan shook back the ink way, the blood in his own body was also surging, his face couldn't help but a solemn color appeared, and his fighting spirit became more frenzied.

The son of God is worthy of being the son of God. Rao has survived since ancient times, and Mo Beixuan, who is the descendant of the Saint King's family, dare not look down upon him.

"Hmph, it's still a bit of a burden to be able to block my blow, but that's all!"

In the void, Mo Dao spoke with a cold voice, and his figure rushed out again, and waves of terrifying power rose up in his body, which was even more terrifying than before.

"Good job!"

The fighting spirit on Mo Beixuan's face became more and more frenzied, and the soles of his feet stomped heavily on the void, and the black cloth bound to his eyes fluttered at the back of his neck.

Rumble!

锵锵!

Huh!

Boom!

In an instant, the void completely boiled, and a series of brilliant and brilliant magical powers erupted. The endless power of the void and the swords were vertical and horizontal, the physical strength, and the competition of body skills, making the field seem like countless thunders. , The scene is terrifying.

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Mo Beixuan is indeed not weak. At this moment, his whole body is radiant, like a round of small sun constantly rushing to kill, the huge and exaggerated sword in his hand is more like a blood moon across the sky, fierce and terrifying sword energy erupts, Mo Dao was downwind for a while.

"Aboriginals, how can they compete with the son of God and die for me!"

Mo Dao laughed wildly, and mysterious and terrible runes appeared in the eyes like a black hole, so that dense voids and cracks appeared in the surrounding nothingness. The fierce and terrifying spatial power exploded, causing Mo Beixuan to instantly suffer injuries. In the gap where the sword slashed, red and dazzling blood flowed.

"The power of the void, is this the natural magical power of your Void Mephit tribe?"

Mo Beixuan licked his lips, his expression on his face was more solemn, but he was not afraid. Instead, his fighting spirit became more and more frenzied. In his anger, the rings of the gods erupted and spread from his body, like a **** of rainbow around his body, let it The surrounding voids all shook, as if they were frozen in an instant.

This scene is extremely weird. With the flickering of the runes at the bottom of Mo Dao's eyes, the emptiness of this square is constantly tearing into cracks like a cloth, bursts of fierce and terrifying void power, and the void tearing without warning, makes people It's hard to guard against, even the physique of the Happy Realm might not be able to withstand it.

Mastering the power of the void space is the natural magical power of the Void Mobat tribe. Ye Hao had suffered a lot because of it in Mo Yuan's hands at the beginning. If he hadn't had the Spring and Autumn Eyes that could break the illusion, he might not be able to deal with such killing moves.

In particular, Mo Dao’s strength and realm far surpass Mo Yuan. It uses his clan’s innate and supernatural powers. The power is not comparable to Mo Yuan. Originally, Ye Hao still had some worries in his heart, but who ever wanted to follow Mo Beixuan? The mysterious and bright divine rings appeared in the body, and the surrounding Baizhang void undulated like water waves. The extremely unstable space was actually solidified in an instant. No matter how the runes under Mo Dao's eyes flashed and burst, they could not be torn in the Baizhang void. The crack rushes into the void crack.

"The absolute realm of Saint King's Sect!"

Staring at the mysterious rings surrounding Mo Beixuan's body, Ye Hao's eyes suddenly tightened, and a deep shock and amazement appeared on his face.

The ancient Saint King Zong once produced saints, and at that time was also one of the most immortal orthodoxy in the world, but in the end he could not survive the mysterious upheaval that swept the ancients and was completely annihilated in the years.

Of course, although the Saint King Sect was destroyed, the sect’s illustrious reputation has been passed down to this day, especially the absolute domain of the Sect’s Supreme Secret Art, which is even more thunderous and powerful. I don’t know how many powerful people in the world want to get this art. , But with the destruction of the Saint King Sect, all the inheritance of that Sect has been severed, and this supreme secret technique is naturally included.

Ye Hao has only heard about the Absolute Realm, and he doesn’t know too much about it. He only knows that if the Supreme Secret Art of the Saint King Sect is cultivated to the highest level, together with his thoughts, it can envelop all the creatures within this range , As long as the realm is not too different, they will definitely not escape the fate of being suppressed.

The so-called absolute comes from this.

Ye Hao did not expect that millions of years have passed since the ancient times, and the absolute realm of Saint King Sect could still reappear in the world. It's just that Mo Beixuan's divine ring covering a radius of one hundred meters is obviously superior to Saint King Sect. The secret technique has not been cultivated to great success.

Of course, although it has not been successful, with the terrifying power of the absolute realm, it is also fully able to deal with the innate magical powers of Mo Dao.

"Hmph, you don't need magical powers, it won't take much for this **** to kill you!"

Looking at the divine ring surrounding Mo Beixuan's body, horror appeared in Mo Dao's eyes, and his face became more murderous. In the mighty coercion erupting, he actually rushed directly into the absolute realm with the black spear in his hand. A fierce and monstrous aura burst out, stab Mo Beixuan suddenly.

"If you are not strong enough, I don't even bother to come to you! Come!"

Mo Beixuan laughed wildly, and rushed out again without evasiveness. The huge knife in his hand was like a **** moon, exploding into a scalp-numbing sharp knife.

Rumble!

Cang!