Tong Ming also sighed and said, "How did I know that the star core here has been tampered with and even used for practice? The rules are messy and my azimuth ball has lost its direction."
"I think we can't wait here any longer. Why don't we make an appointment to find them separately, and then come back here." Huantiao said again.
Tong Ming nodded, "That's all we can do, otherwise the two of us won't be able to open this place at all."
Huantiao obviously knew what Tongming meant, "Of course, this place belongs to the origin of this world. The core of the origin is at the star core. You and I, plus Brother Mo, should be able to open this place."
Huantiao didn't include Ji Li and Lian Ji at all.
"What's going on?" Huan Ti and Tong Ming did not continue talking. At the same time, they looked at the valley in front of them in shock. A crack appeared in front of him, and the crack was getting bigger and bigger.
The rich original aura seeped out from the cracks, even with a light milky mist.
"I understand, someone has found the star core and is moving it away. The rules for locking the source have been loosened, which has caused the source of the world to be leaked. Practice quickly, practice quickly..." Tong Ming was so excited that he was a little incoherent.
Huanciao was trembling with excitement. The origin of the divine world appeared. By practicing in this place, even if he was seriously injured, he could quickly regain his strength.
Fortunately, both of them were once saints. They were only agitated for a moment and both of them came to their senses.
Both of them know very well what this means. This crack will never stop here. As the galaxy continues to be moved, this crack will get bigger and bigger, and eventually it will even be visible to the entire planet.
How many broken souls are there in this broken planet? Once the origin of the planet appears, these countless souls will swarm in. Because this thing is a treasure that can perfectly repair the physical body, at the cost of destroying a planet realm.
"What should I do?" Tong Ming came back to his senses and stared at Huantiao and asked.
Huanciao said in a deep voice, "There is no way to stop it. The only way is to occupy the best training place when the origin of this place is completely leaked, and then increase your cultivation crazily."
Tong Ming nodded, both of them stared closely at the cracked origin crack. As for the matter of looking for Mo Wuji, they had long forgotten about it.
…
The overwhelming secular Taoist rhyme swept across the sky and covered the man in yellow shirt. Before the man in yellow shirt could recover, the vast and boundless aura of heaven and earth came over him.
Space turns into a melting pot, and everything turns into copper blocks in the furnace.
For everything in the furnace, life and death are instantly clear at this moment, and there is no choice.
The human world, heaven and earth, creation, yin and yang!
Four of the Seven Realm Fingers were pointed out by Mo Wuji one after another and blasted onto the God-Slaying Formation, completely submerging the man in yellow.
If the Changhe Divine Power of the Half-Moon Heavy Halberd hits the God-Slaying Formation and only splashes a few waves of divine energy, then under the four fingers, the entire universe is shaking violently.
No matter how powerful the God-killing Formation is, the disembodied man in yellow cannot easily block the crushing force of these four fingers.
The terrifying aura of cosmic rules flooded in, and the man in yellow shirt's soul, which had almost condensed into substance, began to tremble. During this trembling, his soul also quickly became thinner.
"Boom, boom, boom!" With violent divine energy and rules of heaven and earth, the slain god array was transferred to the pale golden ball. No matter how heavy the pale golden ball was, it was bombarded by various rules.
Shaking and shaking.
"The God-Slaying Formation rises, kill..." The man in yellow gave a tearing roar, and the God-Slaying Formation formed billions of colorful lights.
Before Mo Wuji's four fingers could completely kill the man in yellow, the God-killing Formation suppressed his four-finger Daoyun.
The mortal world collapsed, the heaven and earth split open, the coal fire under the furnace went out, and Yin and Yang gradually blurred...
A majestic heavenly aura crushed down from the God-Slaying Formation, like a billion-dollar giant peak, and struck on the top of Mo Wuji's head.
Mo Wuji's domain was shattered inch by inch, and he couldn't help but open his mouth any longer, and a blood arrow spurted out. He couldn't move any higher, and even had to be shot directly into the abyss again by this formation.
Mo Wuji's face turned pale. This was the first time he met such a powerful person. You must know that he had already reached the perfection of Heshen, and he was crushed so miserably despite using all his strength.
At this moment, Mo Wuji had no way to retreat. He reluctantly used the void formation pattern he had laid out before to land on the pale golden ball, unable to move any further.
The crushing aura on the God-Slaying Formation was constantly suppressed. Even if Mo Wuji had the mortal world, he would not be able to use the mortal world to stretch out his own rules and regulations. All his rules and regulations were suppressed.
Like a green bamboo being weighed down by accumulation, Mo Wuji's waist was bent more and more by the God-Slaying Formation. He wanted to struggle hard, but the violent cosmic power continued to flow from the God-Slaying Formation.
The fall left him unable to struggle at all.
Mo Wuji was suppressed extremely miserably, and the man in yellow was not much better. His body was shaking continuously, and his face was completely blurred.
The solid soul under the yellow shirt gradually became blurred, as if it was about to disappear.
Mo Wuji and the man in yellow knew very well that in this situation, whoever couldn't persist would be doomed. The one who persisted until the end was the real winner.
The man in yellow shirt never said a word again. He knew that this was not the time to speak. But he was sure that Mo Wuji must be the one who couldn't hold on.
What kind of treasure is the God-Slaying Formation? If it hadn't been for the God-Slaying Formation back then, Guang Yechang would have disappeared into the vast galaxy of the universe like those old things.
Now he is using the God-killing Formation with all his strength, even risking his own life to fight against the Great Dao. If he can't suppress a Heshen Ant, what's the point of Guang Ye's long life?
He even regretted that it was too late to attack Mo Wuji with all his strength. If he had not attacked Mo Wuji with all his strength, he would have killed the Heshen ant in front of him long ago. It had evolved into a pale golden star core, and was naturally his target
Ye Chang. With this star core that evolved into a light golden color, how many injuries can he not recover from?
After so many years, he actually failed to see through this little thing, which was the reason why he regretted it. How many years had it passed? He tasted regret again.
Mo Wuji's waist was now bent like a cooked prawn, and his heart felt cold.
The man in yellow shirt knew it as well as he knew that if he persisted, he, Mo Wuji, would be the loser. He tried his best to overestimate the man in yellow shirt, so he pointed out all four fingers, but he did not expect that he would be crushed by the opponent in the end. This
Or he saw the opportunity and used all four fingers to consume a lot of the man in yellow's vitality. Otherwise, he would have died faster and more miserably.
The space became quiet during this confrontation, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was suffocating.
Drops of blood and sweat seeped out from between Mo Wuji's eyebrows and dripped down. "Plop, tap!" The blood and sweat dripped on the pale golden star core.
Mo Wuji felt that his strength was getting farther and farther away from him, and he could not even enter the mortal world.
Is he really going to perish here? He has just cultivated to the perfection of Heshen, and has not even entered the quasi-sage realm. He is so unwilling to accept it.
Mo Wuji struggled to raise his head, but every time he struggled, the violent pressure on the God-Slaying Formation became greater.
If I die, what will happen to Shuyin?
If I die, what will happen to the mortal world? What will happen to my mortal world in the end?
If I die, how will my mortal life be passed on?
And Yan'er, is she okay? Is she still in Zhenxing? She was the only girl who ever thought his life was everything, and the only girl who only had a young master like him in her life.
Even though she later lost her memory due to serious injuries and changed her personality, she always had a special place in Mo Wuji's heart.
And Ji Li, is she safe now? If I fall, will that old man Tong Ming kill Ji Li mercilessly?
It is a pity that many things have not been done yet, and many people have not yet been met.
Wen Xiaoqi suddenly appeared in front of Mo Wuji's eyes. Wen Xiaoqi's face became clearer and clearer. She looked at Mo Wuji with tears, as if she was shouting loudly, and seemed to be using her hands to stop him. But Mo Wuji
He felt that his consciousness was getting further and further away, and his sea of consciousness was getting more and more hazy. He couldn't hear Wen Xiaoqi's words at all.
No! I can't die, I haven't seen the book sound yet! I haven't seen how Yan'er is doing now. I still don't know if my mortal realm can stand at the pinnacle of this universe. I still have too many things to do.
Didn't do it...
Waist, straighten it up!
Mo Wuji's eyes were filled with blood, and his whole body was filled with a kind of madness!
His waist really slowly stretched a little.
The man in yellow's thin body was trembling more and more violently. He slowly drew out one mysterious hand trick after another with his hands, "The God-killing Formation, all condensed, crush it for me!"
"Boom!" The increasingly violent aura of the rules of heaven and earth crushed down and hit Mo Wuji's body.
Even if I die, I will no longer be pressed down. Mo Wuji's eyes are bleeding, and his bones are broken inch by inch...
"Crack!" A crisp sound split between Mo Wuji's eyebrows, as if a seed had been torn apart, and turned into a roaring wave rushing down.
(That’s it for today’s update, good night, friends!)