After hearing Mo Tianling's words, these magic high-level officials looked at each other. Since they knew that Sa Long was around, why didn't they arrest him earlier? This made them all frightened. Although they had doubts, no one dared to speak out. Mo Tianling didn't care about them, because Mo Tianling didn't see Mo Fan or the others when he came here. So he said to Zhu Meng, "Why didn't Mr. Zhu see Mo Fan and the others here?"
When Zhu Meng asked him, he replied: "I don't know how Mo Fan and the others knew that they were Hou Yi of the ancient king, and now they have entered the evil abyss!"
Mo Tianling was stunned for a moment. Is this the power of the plot? This has still entered the abyss of evil, but thinking about it, Mo Tianling felt that it was nothing. Anyway, where the clone was, they would not have any surprises. p>
So he looked at the figure connecting the sky and the earth in the distance. Mo Tianling couldn't help but sigh. Is this the corpse of the mountain? It is indeed big enough.
In order to make this series better, Mo Tianling discussed it with his clone, so that he could maximize his prestige. In addition, Mo Tianling spent tens of thousands of dollars to hide or change his aura.
Points completely concealed his aura even during the battle. Although some people died, Mo Tianling could only say he was sorry.
Mo Tianling didn't want to move. After all, he couldn't protect everyone well, so sacrifices were inevitable.
Because when the Bafang Dead Lord besieged the city, the ancient capital put up a purple alert, and a large hole was opened in the north city wall. Therefore, their group was all in the Jinyao Barrier in the inner city of the ancient capital.
Mo Tianling looked at the corpse on the mountain and walked forward step by step, each step rising one meter higher. By the time he walked a hundred steps in a row, Mo Tianling had already reached hundreds of meters.
At this time, everyone in the city was looking at Mo Tianling suspended a hundred meters in the sky, and everyone was talking about it.
"Who is that person?"
"Are the experts from the military department here?"
"Why does that person's clothes look familiar?"
"Isn't that Commander Mo?"
"By the way, I thought it looked familiar! It turned out to be the youngest Forbidden Curse Mage!"
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Ouch~
Because Mo Tianling deliberately concealed his own aura and even changed it, when the Corpse of the Mountain Peak saw someone provoking him, he let out a roar that shook the sky.
The Dead Lords of Bafang saw that their boss was angry, so they all attacked Mo Tianling one after another.
Seeing this, everyone in the inner city of the ancient capital began to pray for Mo Tianling, because he is now the hope of the whole city.
Seeing this, Mo Tianling could only say to himself: Let me, the master, witness your strength!
After saying that, Mo Tianling took out a seemingly ordinary sword.
Mo Tianling murmured softly: "Everything in the forest is reduced to ashes, and it can only be broken down when a blade flows like fire." Although he murmured softly, his voice spread throughout this ancient capital intentionally, and it rang out in everyone's enthusiasm.
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As soon as Mo Tianling finished speaking, his seemingly ordinary sword started to burn. The terrifying flames even distorted the surrounding space.
Mo Tianling would not wait for them to attack, so he teleported away with a space wormhole skill. When he appeared again, he was already behind the Seven Directions Dead Lord, so he placed the 6000-degree Blade Ruohuo on himself.
To the side of his body, facing the dead kings lined up in a row, was a skill that was as sharp as fire - Mingsong.
Mo Tianling was like using the sword-drawing gesture, but at the moment of drawing the sword, a tornado-shaped wall of flames enveloped the seven dead kings and swirled and burned.
Coupled with the terrifying high temperature of 6,000 degrees, the wails of the dead kings of the seven directions came from the tornado.
Seeing that his little brother was beaten so badly, the Corpse of the Mountain Peak waved his palm as big as a mountain and struck the terrifying tornado.
Although the temperature of these flames was very high, they were still extinguished by the zombies of the mountain, but the seven dead kings inside had already lost their breath.
When everyone in the ancient capital saw that Mo Tianling had killed seven dead kings with one move, they still received huge cheers despite the fact that he had used the magic-slaying tool.
At this time, when Mo Tianling slashed out Mingsong, he raised the Flowing Blade Ruohuo again. When the Corpse of the Mountain Peak saw that his younger brother had been killed, he suddenly swatted at Mo Tianling.
And when he looked at the oncoming palms, he was not nervous. After raising the Blade Ruohuo, dozens of terrifying flame pillars appeared all around, heavily surrounding it.
Before these flames fell from its hands, dozens of sky-reaching fire pillars surrounding the enemy gathered together, surrounding the mountain corpse, and then a earth-shaking explosion sounded.
Just when everyone in the ancient capital saw that no trace of Shanfeng's corpse would be left alive in such a big explosion, the flames dissipated and everyone took the Shanfeng's corpse directly, only to be burnt to a black burn.
And when he appeared and stood up, the burnt "skin" fell off one after another, revealing some rotten flesh inside. The reason why it didn't die was that Mo Tianling had withdrawn his strength. It would be better to just rely on this hot hell.
Blast it until there is no residue left.
The reason why Mo Tianling is like this is because he wants to help the corpse of the mountain take the final step to enter the Yadiwang.
Although he was injured and embarrassed now, his aura was constantly rising. In the process, Mo Tianling continued to slash out some terrifying flame slashes, but the burning on it did not seriously injure it but instead prompted it to speed up.
Promoted to speed.
Some senior officials in the ancient capital also noticed it, but although they didn't know why Mo Tianling did this, they didn't dare to stop him.
The place where they fought was already thousands of meters away from the outer city of the ancient capital, but the aftermath of the battle also destroyed many buildings. It was not like they were protected by the Golden Yao Barrier, otherwise those ordinary people would not know they were dead.
How much.
In this way, Mo Tianling's attack lasted for half an hour, and the mountain corpse's aura reached a critical point. Then it roared and took the final step, reaching the emperor level. At this time, the flames on its body were quickly extinguished, and then its bronze skin was exposed. Its size shrank from the original height of 3,000 meters to 1,500 meters, but he did not weaken because of his smaller body.
Mo Tianling nodded with satisfaction and said, "This is what makes it challenging! Otherwise, it wouldn't be interesting to slap him to death, but it's time to end it."
After saying that, Mo Tianling put away the Blade Ruohuo, Mo Tianling moved his hands and feet, and then raised his hand, and two different colors of flames were condensing.
But the Corpse of the Mountain Peak really felt the threat of death this time, so it quickly rushed towards Mo Tianling.
Mo Tianling smiled and said: "It's too late, Buddha's Furious Lotus." Just as he finished speaking, a two-color lotus appeared in Mo Tianling's hand and suddenly threw it towards the corpse of the mountain.
And when it looked at the lotus that was getting closer and closer to itself, it couldn't help but roar, and then quickly made a defensive posture. Then there was an earth-shaking terrifying explosion, and a two-color mushroom cloud slowly rose.
When everyone in the ancient capital saw the mushroom cloud they had seen not long ago, and now saw it more closely, they all secretly thought: Is this the strength of Commander Mo?
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***The author has something to say***
There may be some problems with this chapter, because the author has a headache when coding, but he is reluctant to code again tomorrow, so there may be a lot of typos. Readers who stay up late to read will point it out, and the author will immediately see it tomorrow.