Chapter 1247 One hundred thousand catties of famine
"Rumble..."
The giant dragon raised its head and roared, the sound shaking the heaven and earth. Three more mountains below collapsed, and rocks flew.
The scene was astonishing. Many cultivators gathered around to watch, their eardrums were shattered by the dragon's roar, and their faces turned pale.
"Will shouting louder help?"
Mo Wangchen snorted coldly, held the Burning Spirit Sword in his hand, and rushed out again, "I want to see how many of my swords can be blocked!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black heavy sword struck down with a powerful black light.
"Boom!"
Another sword slashed at the giant dragon's head, flames shot out, and the void shook continuously.
The golden dragon was knocked upside down by the sword again. Even though Mo Wangchen could not break its defense, the power possessed by the God King's body was definitely not something that this giant dragon could withstand.
"Tianlong Sword Shadow, kill!"
In the distance, Holy Lord Qianyuan shouted angrily, and the next moment he saw a golden dragon with an even more dazzling light emerging from its body.
It seemed as if every scale was absorbing the divine power of the Great Dao. In the blink of an eye, it separated from its body. Thousands of dragon scales were like a series of shocking sword lights, all slashing towards Mo Wangchen.
"See what you can do to me?"
Don't forget to be fearless, hold your sword and step out into the air, slashing through the void with the shining black sword light, destroying all the thousands of dragon scales that came towards you.
He walks on flat ground, like an ancient god, unstoppable.
"Bang!"
Another slash of the sword struck him down, but it was still the dragon's head.
"Boom!"
This sword worked, making the giant dragon's body as hard as divine iron. However, after the God King's body used the Burning Spirit Sword to strike three identical locations in a row, it was finally beaten to the point where it was unable to resist.
The black heavy sword seemed to have a mighty force, and it landed on the dragon's head. In an instant, it exploded, and the whole dragon was eclipsed. Then it turned into dots of golden light all over the sky, and collapsed and dissipated.
"How is that possible?!"
In the void in the distance, Holy Lord Qianyuan's face instantly turned pale, and his face was full of disbelief. This giant dragon had been fostered in his palace for many years, and he had already developed a bond with it. Now that it was beheaded, he suffered a little.
The backlash caused the aura in the body to become chaotic.
"You still say it's comparable to any treasure in the world?"
Mo Wangchen sneered, turned around, held the Burning Spirit Sword in his hand, and rushed out towards Holy Lord Qianyuan.
"I want you dead!"
Holy Lord Qianyuan shouted angrily, and the dragon was beheaded. If he wanted to condense it again in the future, he would need to spend a lot of energy. Undoubtedly, this caused great losses to him, and he was naturally furious.
"Tianyuan Holy Spirit Finger!"
The divine power of the infinite avenue is pouring out, as if half of it has been plundered and blessed by Holy Lord Qianyuan.
He pointed out from a distance, and in an instant, the divine power of the avenue wrapped around his fingertips was shot out.
Under the gaze of everyone in the audience, the finger glowed like half of a shooting star, piercing the sky. Wherever it passed, the space collapsed, and a large void abyss emerged.
"Um?"
Facing the attack from this finger, Mo Wangchen's expression suddenly changed and he felt the power of this finger.
He did not dare to look down upon him in the slightest, and also activated the divine power of the Great Dao, put away the Burning Spirit Sword, turned the True Fighting Technique from afar, and struck out with one palm, "Lingtian Seal!"
This is the most powerful seal among the Taoist Immortal Seals. At this moment, Mo Wangchen used the divine power of the Great Dao to activate it, and also used the True Secret of Dou to bless the seal. Its power is extremely terrifying.
"Boom!"
A big hand of the void suddenly shook out, as if it was struck from the chaotic years, crushing everything. Even the void could not bear its existence and quickly collapsed.
"Crack!"
In an instant, the fingerlight of Holy Lord Qianyuan was shattered into ashes by the big hand in the void and ceased to exist. However, the power of the Lingtian Seal did not weaken at all and continued to fall. Finally, under the eyes of everyone in the audience, it bombarded Holy Lord Qianyuan.
On the Lord.
"ah!"
The screams rang out, Holy Lord Qianyuan coughed up blood, and his body flew forward. This blow was so powerful that it was beyond imagination, and he was unable to resist it at all.
"How is that possible?!"
"Has even Holy Lord Qianyuan been defeated?"
All around, everyone watching was surprised and their faces were dazed. Such a result was something no one expected.
They were among the few in Ningzhou who were late-stage Celestial Realm experts with godhead.
Even if you look at the entire land of Shui, it can be regarded as an existence of the highest level.
However, at this moment, such a character was defeated by a young man who did not know his origin.
Undoubtedly, this ending really shocked everyone present.
"call!"
Mo Wangchen's body flew past, and in an instant he appeared in front of Holy Lord Qianyuan. He held the Burning Spirit Sword in his hand and slashed out with all his strength.
In an instant, the general situation was frantic, rolling and surging, swords were roaring, and Holy Lord Qianyuan's expression changed drastically. The black heavy sword was reflected in his eyes, getting closer and closer to him. He felt the breath of death approaching at this moment.
"Buzz..."
However, when the black sword was about to fall and crush his head, it suddenly stopped on the head of Holy Lord Qianyuan. Mo Wangchen's faint voice came out, "Now, you are also one of my hostages."
Once it's over, let's exchange more desolate energy for my life, I don't want to kill anyone either."
"you!"
Holy Lord Qianyuan gritted his teeth. Now, he had no choice but to surrender. Mo Wangchen was so powerful that it exceeded his imagination. He never thought that he would be defeated even if he took action himself.
"How much do you want?" Finally, he took a deep breath and asked.
Seeing how knowledgeable Holy Lord Qianyuan was, Mo Wangchen nodded, "Those elders, I won't let you go. Just consider the lives of you, Holy Lord and Holy Son. Each of you has fifty thousand kilograms of waste."
I'm angry, if the two of us share 100,000, those elders will treat it as a gift from me. Is this deal a good deal for you?"
"What?"
Hearing Mo Wangchen's words, not only Holy Lord Qianyuan himself, but also everyone watching around couldn't help but burst into shock.
"One hundred thousand catties? Are you kidding me?" Holy Lord Qianyuan frowned.
"No kidding, it's only one hundred thousand catties. I don't believe you Qianyuan Sect can't get it out." Mo Wangchen said seriously.
"Our Qianyuan Sect has been inherited for eternity, and we do possess one hundred thousand kilograms of desolate energy. However, not long ago, the news of the God Emperor's birthday came out, and our Qianyuan Sect has handed in a list of congratulatory gifts, including one hundred thousand kilograms of desolate gas.
If you take them all now, how will our Qianyuan Sect explain to the Mingshen Clan then?"
"This has nothing to do with me. Anyway, I want those hundred thousand kilograms of desolate energy. If you don't give it..."
Don't forget Chen's faint words, the Burning Spirit Sword in his hand is powerful, and the black sword light is entwined, and he can kill the opponent with one sword at any time.
"you!"
Holy Lord Qianyuan was frightened in his heart. He had no doubt that Mo Wangchen would really kill him. After gritting his teeth, he took a deep breath and said, "I'll give you one hundred thousand kilograms of desolate energy, but the last thing you want is
I’d like to think clearly. When the God Emperor celebrates his birthday, but the Qianyuan Sect turns over the hundred thousand kilograms of desolate energy on the list, the Gods will definitely trace it, and you will also cause trouble for yourself."
"I'm not afraid of trouble. Not getting the Qi of Desolation is the biggest trouble for me."
Mo Wangchen said calmly, Huang Zhiqi was determined to win, and he would get it no matter what. If he could repair the Jade Emperor's Holy Seal, it would undoubtedly be a powerful source of support for him. He didn't care what happened to the Ming Shen Clan.
If you really want to cause trouble for yourself, just come, unless the so-called Ming God Emperor personally takes action, otherwise if he has the true secret of coming, who in the world can really do anything to him?
What's more, Mo Wangchen didn't think that a majestic God Emperor would personally take action for a "merely" 100,000 kilograms of desolate energy.