Just when Mo Tianling's accident happened, endless lightning and thunder appeared throughout the whole full-time world.
People all over the world felt that someone important was about to pass away, and their hearts became depressed involuntarily.
As thunder and lightning shone across the world, blood rained from the sky.
The uncultivated animals all whined in unison, seeming to be mourning for some great being.
In a small world opened up in Lingtian Pavilion.
"Kacha~"
The tea cup Ai Jiangtu was holding suddenly fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.
"teacher…"
Ai Jiangtu raised his head and looked outside the space. He saw a world where blood was raining continuously. His eyes were red and he murmured.
"Senior brother? What's wrong with you?"
At this moment, a beautiful figure walked out of the back room.
She is none other than Mo Tianling's second disciple - Chen Huiyu.
Just now, she felt a throbbing in her heart. She was not sure and wanted to ask her senior brother.
But as soon as Chen Huiyu came out, he saw Ai Jiangtu, who had been staring at the sky, and swallowed his words immediately.
Because she saw her senior brother crying...
Small world!
The situation here is much more obvious than in the full-time world.
Countless soul beasts could clearly feel the passing of Mo Tianling, and they all knelt on the ground and prayed for their Lord.
"Sister, do you feel it?"
Bing Ling's eyes kept flowing with tears, she flew into the Snow Emperor's arms and cried.
The other five women also looked at the sky with red eyes. As Mo Tianling's concubines, they knew what was happening in the world better than anyone else.
They could even vaguely feel Mo Tianling's rapidly dissipating soul aura.
"Ling..."
"Brother Tianling~"
"Asshole, you promised to take care of yourself?"
"..."
Mr. Lin of Lingtian Pavilion, the Dark King of the Dark Plane, and the Number One in the Douluo World.
At this moment, they all felt everything they were experiencing very clearly.
And their bodies are becoming transparent little by little, and the original terrifying aura on their bodies is also quickly dissipating.
This is because the gaze that glanced at Mo Tianling carried Tao principles, but no means under the Tao realm could stop the demise.
This is why clones also behave like this.
Originally, if Mo Tianling received a non-Dao attack, even if he died, he could still be resurrected by relying on the [One Qi Transformation of Three Purities] technique.
But not this time, he received not only Dao attacks, but also Dao-level attacks.
Just when the three of them were about to dissipate, their dissipating trend stopped in an instant, and then quickly resumed. It was like someone pressed the pause button, and finally there was a reverse playback.
In just half a minute, their bodies that were about to dissipate returned to their original state, and their strength took a step forward.
As Mo Tianling recovers from his injuries, the great tragedy in the full-time position is dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
If it weren't for the residual rain of blood on the ground, everyone would think it was all an illusion.
"Okay? I can feel him."
In the small villa in the small world, Bing Ling, who was crying and crying, felt Mo Tianling's breath again, and she suddenly laughed happily.
"Fortunately, the danger was saved!"
"Hmph~ If I come back to see him, how will I deal with him?"
"Brother Tianling is fine, that's great!"
…
On the long river of time and space!
All the injuries on Mo Tianling's body have recovered.
"System, is there any way for me to injure or even kill the guy who attacked me?"
Mo Tianling stood up, looked at the two fighting in the sky, and said in a cold tone.
"The other party's cultivation level far exceeds that of the host. The treasure in the host's hands in front of me is nothing that can kill the opponent."
The system checked the items in the system space and the treasures of Mo Tianling's own practice, and determined that there was nothing that could kill the opponent.
"Then is there any way to hurt the opponent? Even a little damage is fine."
When Mo Tianling heard this, he couldn't help but feel very disappointed.
I originally thought that with so many treasures, I could destroy all the treasures and still kill the other party, but...
"It was discovered that the martial spirit in the host's body possesses the blow of a twelfth-level powerhouse. With this blow, it can injure the opponent."
The system saw that Mo Tianling was so disappointed and knew that this would affect his invincible Taoist heart, so he told what he had discovered.
"You're talking about the trick of self-destructing martial souls?"
Mo Tianling summoned his martial spirit, the Starfall Sword, and said.
He knew that this sword was obtained by smelting time-rule treasures, and that it contained an idea from a strong man.
"Okay, what do you need me to do?"
Although there was a look of physical pain in Mo Tianling's eyes, there was more of a killing intent!
If it hadn't been for the help of the system in the end, he would have perished long ago.
The system said: "You just need to activate the energy contained in it!"
"Buzz~"
Twelve haloes of light appeared behind Mo Tianling, which represented that his martial soul cultivation had reached the realm of the God King.
"The Supreme is coming!"
Mo Tianling touched the Starfall Sword affectionately, his eyes became extremely firm for a moment, and he said.
(The arrival of the Supreme: Space is supreme, time is supreme. This time rule comes from a time supreme (twelfth level) gifted to an immortal emperor (ninth level). It contains a trace of the supreme mind, which can send out a twelve-level
Attack, one-time use, the cost is the destruction of the martial soul.)
"Buzz~"
A wisp of Time Dao aura rippled, and finally a middle-aged man with sword-browed eyebrows and star-like eyes appeared beside Mo Tianling.
Mo Tianling looked at the extra people around him and knew that this was the powerful spirit contained in the Starfall Sword.
"Senior, please take action!"
Mo Tianling said respectfully.
After all, I have something to ask for, and if I have a bad attitude, I won't be able to justify it.
'It's really strange for the past body and the future body to meet in this long river of time and space!'
The middle-aged man looked at the two sides fighting, then at Mo Tianling, and thought a little weirdly.
"Boy, I can take action for you once, and the price is that you owe me a favor. And let me make it clear here, my spiritual power alone can only hurt the opponent."
The middle-aged man thought for a moment and agreed happily.
Because Mo Tianling's future achievements alone were not lower than the thirteenth level, he agreed after thinking about it.
"Can!"
Mo Tianling didn't know the value of his favor at the moment, so he thought it would be good to let a twelfth-level powerhouse take action once.
As for who lost? Only they themselves know.
"Young man, please remember that my name is the God of Time - Wuhen."
"The annihilation of time!"
Wuhen took a deep look at Mo Tianling and announced his name. Finally, he gathered all the power of time in his body and launched his own killing blow.
An invisible force of time annihilation fell on Emperor Shitian.
"Pfft~"
Emperor Shitian, who was concentrating on fighting against his future body, never expected that someone would sneak attack on him at this time. Moreover, it was an ant's sneak attack, and it was successful, which made him extremely angry.
"Zhaoyu, you have successfully angered me!"
His cold gaze fell on Wuhen, who was gradually disappearing, and he said angrily.
As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Wuhen, with a finger pointing towards him with destructive power.
"Hmph~"
With a touch of the future body, the meaning will be erased.
The current river of time and space is protected by the future body. Otherwise, it would be safe and sound in the battle between two strong men far beyond the twelfth level?
When Emperor Shitian saw that Future Body had taken action, he temporarily suppressed his murderous intention towards Wuhen and continued to fight.