Chapter eight hundred and fiftieth chapters, the sins of the sky are still forgiven
"That's right! What Xiao Mo was talking about just now was not the eighth floor. He was talking about the ninth floor.
The eighth floor already represents the supreme realm of the God-King. So if you want to set foot on the ninth floor, does it represent the terrifying realm of the God-King?"
"God Emperor? What a joke! Haven't you heard of such a legend? Because even many emperors in Tianhuang Tower don't know the secret of the ninth floor.
There were once three great emperors who jointly broke into the ninth floor because they were curious about what was going on.
In the end, only the Spirit Emperor was safe and sound. When the Demon Emperor came out, he was missing an arm.
As for the great emperor of the Sea Tribe, he didn’t even return from the ninth level. He was directly buried in it.”
"Even the two powerful emperors don't know what exactly exists on the ninth floor.
They just said that it was a dark world, and there was a kind of terrifying life that could swallow up the powerful emperor."
"Isn't it possible? That's the Great Emperor? How could the truly invincible Great Emperor be devoured? I don't believe it!"
"Let me just say that previously, the Demon Clan, the Spirit Clan, and even the Sea Clan had a taboo. It was forbidden to set foot in the Tianhuang Tower to cause trouble. Not to mention exploring the secrets of the Tianhuang Tower.
Could it be said that the horror on the ninth floor is the real secret in Tianhuang Tower?"
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This is the first time for most warriors to hear about the real mystery of Tianhuang Tower.
Everyone showed an expression of disbelief.
In the wilderness, the existence of the great emperor is similar to the supreme ruler of heaven.
It is a kind of supremacy that exists almost forever.
He was actually buried on the ninth floor of the ordinary-looking Tianhuang Building.
When I heard about this incident for the first time, everyone felt that their outlook on life had been hit like never before.
"Even the unparalleled emperor fell into the ninth level. You actually said that you passed the ninth level. How ridiculous!"
The face of the chief executive, Feng Yi, was full of ridicule.
To be honest, this is the first time Xiao Mo has heard about the horror of the ninth level.
He naturally also understood that the terrifying existence that could devour the great emperor and the powerful must be the devouring monster in the void that looked like a snake, but was actually able to devour everything in the world.
Similarly, this kind of monster that can devour the powerful emperor was actually suppressed by the master.
Isn't the master's fighting power comparable to that of a great emperor?
Even Xiao Mo had endless speculations about his master.
At this time, when this idea came to his mind, Xiao Mo couldn't help but stay there.
"No wonder, Master can create his own world.
No wonder, in that world, just a drop of blood is extremely precious!
A drop of seemingly ordinary water turns out to be the spring of life."
Feng Yi's sarcastic voice woke Xiao Mo up.
Xiao Mo glanced at Feng Yi and said calmly: "Is it ridiculous? I can't feel anything ridiculous. On the contrary, I feel that you are quite pitiful.
People! It’s better not to be so greedy.
Because greedy desire will lead you into the ravine of desire, and you will be unable to extricate yourself!
In the end, you harm others and yourself, so you die without a burial place!"
"This is exactly what I want to say to you. The innate killing sword is not something that a barbarian like you can control.
Now, hand over the innate killing sword immediately.
Then, he cut off his own arm, which is a punishment for wanton behavior.
That's it, I still think it's others who provoke you first.
Otherwise, I will kill you now."
At this time, Feng Yi no longer wanted to talk anymore.
If, if we wait for a while, the wasteland lord Situ Song wakes up.
This innate killing sword is probably not his anymore.
As long as you control the innate killing sword, you will not be without any ability to resist when facing the Lord of Desolation.
"Don't say, I didn't give you a chance!"
Xiao Mo shook his head.
"Pretending to be a ghost! Since you don't choose to cut off your arm yourself, then I will take action myself. This time it's not as simple as cutting off an arm."
Feng Yi just stretched out a pair of fleshy palms.
It was obviously just a body of flesh and blood, but there was a terrifying storm intertwined on both palms.
Sharp brilliance flashed by.
His palms seemed to have turned into two peerless swords.
Waves of frightening aura erupted.
It makes the surrounding void become extremely sharp.
The terrifying edge instantly burst out with a terrifying blade, slashing towards Xiao Mo.
"If you do evil by God, you can still forgive it. If you do evil by yourself, you will not live!"
Xiao Mo sneered.
The small green-skinned gourd appeared in the void again.
Following Xiao Mo, he shouted, "Baby, please turn around."
A looming little doll appeared, and a ray of light burst out from its brows.
Evolved into a flying knife with wings.
This flying knife is really weird.
The invisible wings only flickered once and disappeared without a trace.
When he appeared again, he was already in front of Feng Yi.
Just now, Yi Xiao acted recklessly. Feng Yi saw everything.
However, in his mind, he believed that the reason why Yi Xiao was killed by the so-called immortal-killing flying knife was.
In the final analysis, Yi Xiao suffered such an ending because he was severely injured by Xiao Mo's sword.
However, at this time, he realized that he was wrong.
This weird flying knife is really too terrifying.
The moment he appeared in front of him, Feng Yi's divine soul seemed to be locked by an endless power.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from this lock.
Time seemed to be frozen at this moment, and he could only watch the light of the immortal-killing flying knife appear between his eyebrows, disappear into the sea of consciousness, and finally appear in front of the soul.
Endless great fear arises.
"Dead! Once locked by such a sword, I will definitely die."
Such thoughts came into my mind.
Regret also flashed across his face.
If I hadn't chosen to snatch the innate killing sword, wouldn't something like this happen?
In just an instant, all his regrets disappeared.
Turn into endless resentment.
Everyone can snatch the innate killing sword. Why can’t I get it?
I'm not wrong!
I just want to be strong, is this wrong?
It’s someone else’s fault!
It was Xiao Mo who was wrong.
Everyone blames him.
If he honestly handed over the innate killing sword to me, would something like this still happen?
Although, he can't move.
But the vicious eyes were staring at Xiao Mo.
"I admit that I underestimated the Immortal Killing Flying Saber. I am going to die under the Immortal Killing Flying Saber. But you must die too, because my two swords are not simple either.
If I can let a talented person who has climbed to the eighth level just by virtue of his talent be buried with me, I will not be alone on the road to hell."
Seeing that the sword was about to kill Xiao Mo, Feng Yi's resentment seemed to be released a little.