After hearing Mo Wangchen's words, Zuo Yunfeng sneered again, looking even weirder.
"You will be the first person I kill when I come to this world."
Mo Wangchen stood in the void, with murderous intent spreading out of his eyes. Although his tone was calm, it seemed as if he had determined Zuo Yunfeng's life or death.
In order to wake up Meng Yurou, he did not hesitate to fall into reincarnation and go through nine lives.
He also made a pact with Ksitigarbha, not to do evil but to do good in the world.
Originally, in Mo Wangchen's opinion, killing was evil, but now, he no longer thinks so.
Sometimes, killing someone is also a way of doing good.
In the big black cauldron, the mountains of corpses and seas of blood were shocking.
It was hard for him to imagine what kind of person could be so ruthless as to kill so many people in order to sacrifice a powerful killing weapon.
"Hahaha……"
In the distance, Zuo Yunfeng laughed, extremely arrogantly, "Don't say it's you. With this Ten Thousand Jun Cauldron in hand, I won't be afraid even if those Holy Lords come. Today, let me send you to hell."
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After saying this, the black cauldron shook, causing the void to tremble, and endless death energy filled the air, making people inexplicably frightened.
I saw large areas of black mist spreading out of the cauldron's mouth.
"Huhuhu..."
The strong wind roared, and the sound seemed to come from hell. The black mist that filled the sky turned into a series of astonishing demonic faces, looking ferocious. Hundreds, thousands, and countless others rushed towards Mo Wangchen.
This is a horrifying scene. The black cauldron is like a door leading to the underworld. The evil ghosts in prison crawl out from it and want to kill Mo Wangchen.
"Buzz..."
Facing the ferocious faces rushing towards him from the sky, Mo Wangchen remained unmoved at all. He stood in mid-air.
When these evil spirits were completely approaching, Mo Wangchen understood, and he pressed his palm into the void in front of him.
In an instant, a special Dao pattern appeared between his palms, glowing brightly. The next moment, an illusory giant door appeared in the space in front of him.
The air of death filled the sky, making the world become much darker. In the illusory giant door, an astonishing silence filled the air.
This aura of death is many times more terrifying than that emitted by that big black cauldron!
"call……"
The wind roared like gods and demons commanding all the souls in the world. The giant illusory door was opened. It seemed like a black hole, leading to hell. It was bottomless. Looking straight into it, one couldn't help but feel an inexplicable feeling in the heart.
A trembling feeling.
A huge suction force emerged, and in an instant, all the evil spirits that rushed towards Mo Wangchen were sucked into the giant door.
"What did you do?!"
Zuo Yunfeng shouted angrily, with a look of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.
"For a person like you, even if you die, it will be difficult to offset your own sins. Today, I will destroy both your body and soul!"
Mo Wangchen ignored the other party's question, he took a step in the air, and in an instant, the sword light appeared and stood across the sky.
This is a golden divine sword with a terrifying sword law, which contains the true meaning of the Great Dao.
"Hoola!"
The giant sword was chopped down, as if it had brought about all the general trends in the four directions, the world was darkened, and the only thing left in everyone's eyes was the giant sword that had been chopped down.
"ah!"
The screams reached my ears, and the speed of this sword was extremely fast. It landed on Zuo Yunfeng almost the moment it was struck.
The sword was like a rainbow, penetrating the sky and the earth. Under Mo Wangchen's sword, Zuo Yunfeng was killed on the spot, and his body turned into blood mist, which drifted away in the wind.
His body and spirit were both destroyed. Mo Wangchen used the power of his godhead to completely wipe out the opponent's spirit, three souls and seven souls, without even giving him a chance to reincarnate.
"hiss!"
The whole place was silent for a moment, and then there was a gasp of air, and everyone looked dumbfounded, almost in a daze.
An extremely powerful person in the Half-Step Heaven Realm, the leader of the Purple Flame Sect, died so simply!
Mo Wangchen only used one sword. The sword was terrifying, frightening, and almost irresistible.
"This person..."
"What a terrifying strength!"
In the surrounding void, there are many powerful divine thoughts hiding, some are famous holy masters, and some are ancient kings who frighten all races.
When this battle first occurred, they had already paid attention to it. Although they had not come personally, they felt how terrifying Mo Wangchen was.
At this moment, everyone was shocked and speechless. Mo Zun's name had already shaken the Southern Territory, but there were definitely not many people who had actually seen Mo Wangchen take action, and it was a confrontation of this level.
"Boom!"
The earth shook and the roaring sound was endless.
I saw that Mo Wangchen waved his big hand, and in an instant, a huge crack opened on the ground, which was bottomless.
"The soul returns to heaven and the bones are buried..."
He whispered to himself, then waved his hand again, and in an instant, the floating Ten Thousand Jun Cauldron in the sky fell towards the crack.
"Boom boom boom..."
Under the eyes of everyone in the room, the cracks closed again, as if they had never appeared before.
Mo Wangchen buried all the corpses in the cauldron under this land.
Wanjun Ding had once killed immortals in the distant ancient times. It was a powerful killing weapon, and even he could not help but be tempted by it.
But Mo Wangchen knew that he did not belong to this era, and he could not take this cauldron with him.
Rather than letting it continue to exist in the world, it is better to seal this cauldron under the earth forever.
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Time is long and has no end.
Throughout the ages, countless heroes have been buried in the years. No matter how magnificent you are, you will be unparalleled in the world, but in the end, you will end up in dust, and nothing will be left.
In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed.
Mo Wangchen has gone through the first life, and now Mo Pavilion has long become the holy land that everyone yearns for in this era.
Great powers come here to seek holy water, and there are also creatures and monsters from the mountains that come here to escape tribulation and transform into human form.
A hundred years ago, after killing Zuo Yunfeng, no one saw Mo Wangchen take action anymore.
But Mo Zun's name has spread all over the world, and even if he is an ancient king visiting this place, he can only be polite and dare not offend him in the slightest.
On this day, Mo Wangchen summoned four disciples: Jing Yun, Tianhai Shengzi, Gu Wei, and Yao Yuntian.
Today's four people are all world-famous figures. As early as decades ago, they swept away all the geniuses and monsters of the same generation during this period.
Looking at the world, no one in the same realm dares to compete with them for supremacy. The four of them are now at the peak of the True Immortal Realm and will soon step into the Heavenly Immortal Realm and stand shoulder to shoulder with all the heroes of the world.
Their achievements are obvious to the world. They rose to prominence only a hundred years ago, and they swept away countless geniuses of the same generation.
Mo Wangchen once invited a Holy Lord figure to fight against the four of them. That battle attracted worldwide attention. The four of them worked together and finally fought to a draw with this powerful Holy Lord who had entered the heavenly realm.
After that battle, everyone in the world was shocked. It is not difficult to imagine that these four people will become the supreme beings in the world in the future.
"I'm going away, you four, you still need to take care of yourself in the future..."
Looking at the four disciples standing in front of him, Mo Wangchen was silent for a long time before finally speaking like this.