Mo Wuji used the Half-Moon Heavy Halberd without hesitation, and a galaxy fell down. .
After cultivating to the state of union with gods, Mo Wuji's Changhe magical power can be unleashed at any time.
The gloomy Taotie Valley was a bit pale against the backdrop of Mo Wuji's Milky Way. Huan Ciao, who had a Buddha shovel stuck in his body, exclaimed, "A divine weapon made of Ping Shui and Wugen Divine Iron? A good thing."
Although he said good things, the movements of his hands did not hesitate at all.
"Boom!" The handprint struck Mo Wuji's Half-Moon Halberd. The Milky Way that fell from the sky was directly crushed by this handprint, and the silver light dissipated.
Another violent bombardment hit Mo Wuji's body. When Mo Wuji opened his mouth and spat out a second mouthful of blood, he felt a stab of pain in his back.
Fortunately, because of the magical power of this halberd, Mo Wuji finally split some of Huan Tiao's space, followed him and stepped out of Huan Tiao's domain space.
Huan cried and was stunned. He stared at the place where Mo Wuji disappeared in amazement and murmured to himself, "Shrink to the ground and have magical powers?"
Then his eyes became hot.
The magical power of shrinking into an inch is the unique magical power of the Twelve God Emperor Guigu. Guigu, Huanxiang, knows that he will never spread his magical power easily. Even if Guigu has fallen, he will not spread his magical power.
The magical power of shrinking the earth. Therefore, many guys who can shrink the earth into an inch are using specious powers, and cannot be regarded as shrinking the earth at all.
Mo Wuji just performed the Shrunk to an Inch, which Huan Tiao was certain was a real Shrunk to an Inch, and would definitely not be weaker than the Divine Emperor Guigu's magical power.
Huan Ti also knew that apart from the inherent magical power of shrinking the earth into an inch, there is another place where this kind of magical power exists, and that is the Tiangang Transformation.
Tiangang transformation is something that even saints long for. It is a treasure that existed only at the beginning of the world. Unfortunately, there are only rumors and no one has seen it. In addition to shrinking the earth into an inch, it is rumored that there is also a more powerful magical power of fetal transformation.
This is a kind of magical power that is more terrifying than those truly great magical powers.
If the shrinking that the guy performed just now came from the Tiangang Transformation...
When Huan Tiao thought of this, not only his eyes were hot, but his heart was also hot. He took a step forward and rushed directly to the entrance of Taotie Valley.
"Bang!" Mo Wuji stumbled at the entrance of the Taotie Valley. Even though he struck twice in succession, Huan Tie's hand still tore five lines of skin open on his back, forming a terrifying blood-shaped handprint.
If he hadn't been the Holy Body, Huantong's last mudra would have taken out his heart.
"Fellow Daoist Mo..." Seeing Mo Wuji's appearance, Meng Ye asked in shock.
Mo Wuji shouted sternly, "Fellow Daoist Meng and I will take action together, Jieheng will be guarded..."
After saying these words, Mo Wuji locked the half-moon heavy halberd on all the surrounding space, tore open a ravine like a natural chasm and slashed down.
Meng Ye had been in battle for a long time and did not need Mo Wuji's reminder at all. The Buddha dust in his hand turned into billions of dust threads, and these dust threads followed Mo Wuji's heavy halberd down overwhelmingly.
The next moment Huan Tiao appeared under the ravine of Mo Wuji's Half-Moon Heavy Halberd. Before Huan Tiao could avoid the ravine, Meng Ye's billions of dust threads swept directly towards him.
Billions of dust threads turned into billions of worldly worries in an instant, wrapping around Huan Tiao in circles. Although Meng Ye was extremely afraid of Huan Tiao, once he really made a move, he would never be soft-hearted.
, and will not hesitate.
If Huan Tong was not seriously injured, even if his cultivation level is now declining, Meng Ye's billions of worries would still tickle Huan Tong.
Now Huan Ti has fallen to the level of a saint, is seriously injured, and has a rusty Buddha shovel on his body. This is when he is at his weakest.
Even so, he still escaped from the troubles in just a moment, and at the same time shouted sharply, "Meng Ye, you are so brave, even a mere San Saint dares to plot against me."
The red sword crown on his head turned into a red pilian, which seemed to be killed from the endless void and struck Mo Wuji's magical chasm.
The sky chasm, which turned into hundreds of thousands of feet long and was still growing in power, was slashed by Huanxi's red sword crown, and a crack appeared in the void. Then there was a click, and Mo Wuji's sky chasm magical power ranked first.
This was the first time someone broke it open so easily.
But the red sword crown transformed into a sword still did not stop, blasting onto the endless threads of troubled dust.
Billions of trouble threads, under the light of this sword crown, are like tofu, shattering inch by inch at an extremely fast speed, and are about to turn into nothingness.
Jie Heng, who was told by Mo Wuji to guard him in the distance, froze, and his face turned pale. If they had known that Mo Wuji and Meng Ye were dealing with Huan Ti, they would not have participated in beating him to death.
Saint, this is a saint.
It's a pity that he is not an idiot. He knows very well that there is no way out for him at this moment. Once Huan Ciao escapes, Ji Heng will definitely die in the future. For him now, there is only one way to help.
The long rivers and natural chasms in the four paths of Mo Wuji's heavy halberd were torn apart by Huan Tiao one after another. Mo Wuji did not have any fluctuations. Instead of retreating, he rushed towards Huan Tiao and blasted through the void with one finger.
The seven realms refer to supernatural powers and the human world.
The endless artistic conceptions and rhymes of the human world spread across the sky and turned into grand mundane rules.
People living in this world are originally dust. Whether now or a hundred years from now, they will eventually turn into dust.
All things in the world are like white clouds and gray dogs, like fireworks and ice floes, they will eventually dissipate.
If it weren't for Meng Ye's millions of worries, Huantiao would tear apart Mo Wuji's world in an instant.
Because Meng Ye's troubles have not been completely broken, he reappeared in the human world at this moment. Huanciao's whole mind relaxed in an instant. After his mind relaxed, the Taoist charm of the Buddha shovel inserted in his body became more and more powerful.
What Huan Ti longed for most was to calm down and heal his wounds, without anyone bothering him or fighting with him.
All the fights seem unimportant, they are all in this world.
No, this is the magical power of artistic conception.
In just a moment, Huanciao woke up with a start. With a roar, the red half-moon sword crown was about to see through the void and tear Mo Wuji into pieces.
Mo Wuji didn't know how many lives and deaths he had experienced, how could he miss this fleeting moment. Before Huantiao's half-moon sword crown could completely control this space, his second finger had already struck. The second finger of the Seven Realms Finger,
world.
After the human world is shattered, there is still a world between heaven and earth, controlled by Mo Wuji. In the world, everything is controlled by this finger, and this finger is the way of heaven, so what can you do.
"Split it open for me." Huanciao roared, no longer caring about the Buddha shovel on his body, the Taoist rhyme was flowing, and the divine energy was surging.
The red half-moon sword crown turned into a red light and struck at Mo Wuji's finger, the heaven and earth, and the world shattered. At the same moment, the Buddha shovel on Huantiao's body also erupted with terrifying rhymes, slashing Huantiao's wounds.
Streams of blood mist exploded, and Huan Ti's injuries became more serious. Huan Ti, a saint, also coughed out several yellowish blood arrows.
Before Huan Tiao could recover, Meng Ye's Buddha dust formed a vast world. This world was like a shackle, locking Huan Tiao in it.
Meng also saw that Mo Wuji's attack ability was astonishing and terrifying. He was rich in experience and simply used auxiliary magical powers to help Mo Wuji.
Naturally, Mo Wuji would not miss this opportunity. After the second finger was broken, the third finger of the Seven Realms Finger was created, as if it was blasted from the sky, and it pointed at Huantiao.
Huan Tiao's heart sank. He knew that he had to leave before Meng Ye's shackles closed the world. Otherwise, he might really suffer a loss here. This little Heshen ant's magical powers are really terrifying.
.This is the most powerful Heshen monk he has seen since his debut.
Even when he was in Heshen, he was far inferior to the ant in front of him.
It was really depressing. He looked like a saint, but he was severely injured by a few ants, and even wanted to run away.
Huan Tiao knew clearly that this was not because of Meng Ye's strength, but because this guy who only had Heshen was too strong. This guy's Seven Realms Fingers were specially designed to suppress him. If this guy was allowed to grow up, it would be very scary.
One thing. There must be a big secret in this ant. Unfortunately, he doesn't have the ability to reveal this secret. He doesn't dare to stay here and fight for his life now, because he still has a Buddha shovel on him.
Once he goes all out, he will be in danger. But if he wants to leave, no one can stop him.
Just as Meng Ye expected, the eight-level trapping-killing divine formation's blocking effect on Huanti was extremely limited. Huanwei spread out his body and raised his hand to grab it. Meng Ye's eighth-level trapping-killing divine formation was torn apart.
crack.
Huan Tiao rushed out of Meng Ye's eighth-level trapped killing formation. Jie Heng in the distance breathed a sigh of relief. He saw that Huan Tiao was not rushing towards him.
As soon as Huan Tiao rushed out of Meng Ye's eighth-level trapped killing formation, his whole body felt cold, and a sense of oppression and killing in the space swept over him.
No, there is a seven-level trap-killing divine formation arranged by void formations here.
Huan Tiao suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. Even though the seventh-level trapped killing formation was nothing in his eyes, he had a bad feeling.
Huan Tiao didn't dare to stay for even a moment. He found the base of Mo Wuji's Void Entrapment and Killing Formation in the blink of an eye. With a flash of his body, he rushed towards Jie Heng's position.
(That’s it for today’s update, good night, friends!)