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Eight hundred and fortieth chapters destroy it

The Great Elder was not prepared to wait any longer. He was moved by Mo Yunhai's power. Although their reckless burning would kill them, they could bring him considerable trouble before they died.

The burning momentum of each of them is impossible to ignore.

Among these people, some great elders have never heard of their names. In fact, before today, Zuo Mo Wei Sheng and his like were a little contemptuous deep in his heart.

But now, all the contempt has disappeared, and everyone in front of you is an opponent worthy of respect.

Dying for your beliefs is a well-deserved death!

The great elder was lighthearted, his momentum was constantly rising, the dark clouds were gathering again, thunder was rolling, the ground was rumbling, shaking and cracking, and the shocking cracks, like horrific wounds, were constantly expanding.

The earth trembles and the mountains shake, and the colors of the heaven and earth change!

The entire Yangtuyuan is under his control. Every plant, tree, mountain, and stone here is a sharp weapon in his hands!

The long hair of the great elder danced wildly in the sky, and countless lightning bolts were wandering around him like silver snakes. His skinny figure was like a god, not angry but powerful, with a suffocating and tyrannical aura, like a raging wave, slamming into everything, heaven and earth.

Tremble with it!

"it's all over!"

The Great Elder murmured softly, like a sigh, like a sigh, he decided to completely destroy this world!

After today, there will never be a Central Plains again!

The cracks in the ground are constantly expanding and winding, and red lava is like the blood of the earth, constantly spewing out.

Rumble!

Thick bolts of lightning pierced the sky, fell from the sky one after another, and landed in the hot lava, immediately igniting a sea of ​​fire.

The scene in front of them seemed like the end of the world. The people of Yangtuyuan were in chaos at this time. Fear spread rapidly among the crowd. Despair appeared on their faces. The sky was dyed a strange red by the lava that continuously spewed out from the ground.

The irresistible lightning destroys all life.

All teleportation arrays have failed, and an extremely powerful force has isolated the entire world from the outside world.

The great elder watched everything happening here with a blank expression.

The center of the earth has been exploded by him. In five hours, the Central Plains will collapse and be annihilated, and everyone in this world will be annihilated as well.

time to go!

Stepping into the realm of God, he can survive in the endless void. He used divine patterns to imprison and seal Yangtuyuan, and completely detonated the center of Yangtuyuan. Only when the opponent reaches a god-level master can he break through the confinement. Otherwise,

, there is absolutely no way to escape from this world. They have only one fate, and that is to follow Yang Tuyuan and be annihilated together.

This method was not invented by him. In ancient times, the method of sealing the enemy in one realm was often used to deal with non-god-level masters. There is another powerful thing about this method. Even if the opponent can break through the confinement, he will be swallowed by the endless void.

Those who are not god-level experts cannot survive in the endless void.

Even if these people burn, it is impossible for them to reach the level of gods.

The Great Elder is proficient in talisman formations. He has already left a mark on the Heavenly Ring. As long as he escapes into the endless void, he can quickly return to the Heavenly Ring.

He did not look for those disciples. He was extremely disappointed with those disciples. If any of them could be like Mo Yunhai's young men, he would have some hope.

As long as he lives, five thousand years will be enough for him to reshape the soul of the Sky Ring.

In the past ten thousand years, the first world to be erased by a strong man was by his hand. I don’t know what people will write about me in the future. But what does it matter? As long as he is here, Tianhuan will only become stronger and stronger.

, history will always be written by the victors.

History is in his hands!

"Old man, do you think you can escape?"

His thoughts were interrupted by a sound that seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

The great elder raised his head, and what he saw was a pair of eyes that burned like flames. What he saw in these two flames was someone who refused to admit defeat and was unruly!

The great elder frowned slightly, Zuo Mo's eyes were extremely dazzling.

Zuo Mo endured the bone-piercing pain, and the sun crystal seed source was raging in his body. These extremely high-temperature sun source sources contain the most original power of the sun, even if it is just a sun crystal seed, the power it contains,

It was not something Zuo Mo could bear.

Even in the Sun Tribe, no one has ever dared to use it like this.

The god-level powerhouses of the Sun Tribe searched for the newborn sun in the void and sealed it into sun crystal seeds. The sun crystal seeds were regarded as the inherited sacred objects of the Sun Tribe and were passed down from generation to generation, with dozens of generations of inheritors drawing strength from them.

No one has ever dared to break the sun crystal seed.

Zuo Mo felt like a ball of flame, and every inch of his skin was burning.

Fortunately, the severe pain made him a little more awake, allowing him to face the Great Elder with more concentration. Fierce golden flames were constantly burning all over his body, and the figure of the Great Elder in his field of vision was distorted, but with unprecedented concentration,

He can clearly target the opponent!

Want to leave?

Zuo Mo bared his teeth, whether in pain or disdain, and his figure disappeared in the air.

A cold light burst out from the great elder's eyes, and a divine mark appeared beside him without any warning.

boom!

A vague flame hit the divine pattern with great ferocity.

The divine pattern suddenly shattered.

The corner of the Great Elder's eyes jumped, and then a ball of golden fire hit his waist hard!

The figure of the great elder slowly disappeared like water ripples.

Zuo Mo's punch hit the empty space!

The Great Elder's figure appeared in the sky behind Zuo Mo, and he pointed straight at Zuo Mo.

Boom boom boom!

Lightning flashed wildly in the clouds and struck Zuo Mo crazily.

Dozens of thick lightning bolts gathered together to form an extremely thick and terrifying lightning bolt, which accurately hit Zuo Mo.

The golden flames all around Zuo Mo suddenly flew away.

Zuo Mo seemed unaware and rushed forward again.

However, at this time, Zuo Mo's eyes were red with blood. His consciousness had been burned by the source of the sun and was blurred. He seemed to be struggling and sinking in the boundless sea of ​​fire. There was only one thought in his groggy mind.

Kill the old man!

Kill this damn old man!

Zuo Mo's eyes were burning, and the golden flames were hesitating. He turned his face suddenly, his face shrouded in flames showed no emotion at all, his right hand was like a heavy axe, and his whole body was bent like a bow, and he threw it fiercely!

In the flames, a sun god ax suddenly shot out.

A sense of danger arose in the great elder's heart. He squinted his eyes, but he didn't see any movement. A divine mark appeared in front of him, blocking the path of the divine ax.

call!

The sun axes flying rapidly in the air suddenly turned into countless axes, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, numbering in the tens of thousands!

Each Sun God Ax is burning with golden flames, trailing a long golden fire tail, like a spectacular and magnificent meteor shower!

Although the opponent's move was terrifying, the Great Elder was not afraid at all. He snorted coldly, and the divine pattern in front of him suddenly grew crazily in all directions!

In the blink of an eye, the divine pattern grew into a giant network more than fifty miles long.

The sun god's ax fell on the divine pattern like raindrops.

The divine pattern trembled, and tens of thousands of flames hung on it, burning continuously.

Seeing that his attack was blocked, Zuo Mo roared, and an orange-red Sun God Ax appeared in his hand, and he threw it again!

call!

The orange-red Sun God Ax is unusually delicate. The body of the ax is covered with dense sun patterns, and only the blade is breathing out a wisp of golden flame.

Such an exquisite and solid Sun God Ax is definitely the strongest ax Zuo Mo has ever created.

It was like a red-hot iron, instantly piercing through the giant web of divine patterns in the sky.

The great elder's face changed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to point at the oncoming Sun God Ax. A divine mark was instantly formed, and then, a thin black slit opened in the center of the divine mark, and the slit quickly became larger.

Like a big dark mouth, it swallowed the Sun God Ax in one gulp.

Endless void!

Compared to Xutian Lihuo who summoned the endless void before, the great elder's method at this time was infinitely stronger. He had it at his fingertips, and he used the endless void to perfection.

The great elder felt a little relieved. The power in Zuo Mo's body was indeed powerful, but he obviously didn't know how to use it and couldn't exert the true power of these powers.

However, at this moment, a shrill and fierce sword cry suddenly sounded from behind the great elder.

The great elder’s face was solemn!

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The squirming blood quickly seeped into Wei Sheng's body like sand absorbing water. Wei Sheng's eyes were closed tightly, and his resolute face was abnormally pale. Even in a coma, his body was as straight as a sword.

On the back of the pale hands, there is an ancient blood word on each hand, the left hand is "god", the right hand is "kill", combined, it is the word "kill god"!

The bloody sword in his hand was surprisingly free of any trace of blood and was as clean as if it had just been wiped.

There is no smell of blood.

Wei Sheng, who was in a coma, suddenly trembled.

He slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes that were originally like blood-glass, the blood color faded away, becoming ethereal and clear, except for the pupils, which became the shape of delicate blood swords.

Double eyes and double swords!

He was floating in the air, and the lava that was rising into the sky under his feet seemed to be suppressed by an invisible hand.

The sword in his hand trembled slightly.

The fierce and bloodthirsty sword cry echoed throughout the world!

The heart-stopping ancient barbaric atmosphere mixed with the thick smell of blood poured out like a flood in all directions.

Wei Sheng in the air was extremely cold and cold. His eyes fell on the great elder. The blood sword in his eyes suddenly flashed with a strange luster. A cruel and cold smile appeared on the corner of Wei Sheng's mouth.

"The taste of God..."

His tone of voice was full of violence, as if he was a different person. Before he finished speaking, his figure disappeared in the air.

The next moment, he appeared in the sky.

The sky behind him seemed to be dyed red with blood. The sword trembled, and the sword intent poured down like a bloody waterfall!

Tens of millions of powerful sword intentions completely enveloped the Great Elder!

The Great Elder only felt his whole body tightening, and his whole body was enveloped in a slight tingling sensation. He was horrified, and there were tens of millions of tiny sword intentions, but not a single trace was leaked out!

All sword intentions are aimed at him!

What a powerful sword!

Lin Qian, who was lurking in the darkness in the distance, suddenly had a cold light flash in his eyes, and his right hand holding the sword hilt trembled.

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