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Chapter 1741 Nine Tribulations Come Together

"Boom!"

Violent explosions echoed high in the sky one after another, and ripples of energy wiped out the void.

Mo Wangchen was knocked away again and again. He vomited blood and looked pale. The power of thunder was beyond imagination!

"Damn it!"

After being knocked away again, Mo Wangchen couldn't help but frown. Since the battle, he has tried the Haotian Divine Art, the Immortal Scripture of Creation, and even the Fire God Clan's Vulcan Art. However, no matter which one he used,

All these holy spells are ineffective against the power of thunder, and there is no way to withstand that kind of power eroding one's divine sea.

"Um?"

He had no choice but to attack fiercely, trying to seize the opportunity and kill the opponent with his fists. Suddenly, Mo Wangchen's face changed.

In the collision just now, he discovered that the power of thunder was no longer invading his divine sea. In other words, the power of thunder that wanted to invade the divine sea was blocked by some kind of power he exerted.

It's outside.

"Mingli!"

He was ecstatic in his heart. He had accidentally used the power of the underworld to protect the surroundings of the divine sea. It was just a tentative act, but he did not expect that the power of the underworld could really isolate the power of thunder transformed from Haotian's will.

"call!"

After learning this, Mo Wangchen's face once again showed unprecedented confidence.

He activated all the various holy techniques he had in his body, and at the same time used his power to form a thick barrier to protect his divine sea. After everything was ready, he stared at the man who was facing him at the moment.

Piao Miao Evil Lord, who kept attacking fiercely, seemed to be a ferocious beast eyeing his prey. The God King's body opened and closed, and he took the initiative to attack. His fists were filled with infinite divine power, and he blasted at the opponent angrily.

"Bang!"

The loud noise echoed, and the entire Tianxin City within a thousand miles radius trembled at this moment. The buildings in the city collapsed and were razed to the ground by the energy ripples, and the mountains outside the city had already collapsed.

"Now, it's my turn, right?"

Mo Wangchen clenched his fist and stood in the void. There were ripples of energy spreading around his body. The momentum was extremely amazing. After one punch, Piao Miaoxiejun was knocked away. His face was expressionless, showing no joy, anger, sorrow, or joy.

He is just a puppet of Haotian, with no independent consciousness.

"Boom!"

The moment the voice fell, Mo Wangchen took advantage of the victory and used the True Art of Lin to pursue the victory. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Piao Miao Evil Lord and punched out again.

This is a puppet transformed by Haotian's will, and it is the real Deadpool. It will only end if the opponent is completely killed. Otherwise, even if he is given a fatal blow, it may not be able to stop Miao Miao Evil Lord's offensive.

With the power of the underworld to protect his body, Mo Wangchen is no longer afraid of the power of thunder. He has exerted his divine king body to the extreme. He will use his supreme divine power to launch continuous fierce attacks on the Piaomiao Evil Lord, and he will definitely kill the opponent with his fists.

Down.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The sound of energy exploding continuously echoed in the void and reached the ears of everyone around Tianxin City. Every collision made their hearts tremble.

"He actually suppressed the evil Lord Piaomiao..."

Many people looked at the scene in the sky with very horrified eyes. Seeing that Mo Wangchen later exerted his strength and took the initiative to launch a supreme offensive, forcing Piao Miao Xiejun to retreat continuously, this was really beyond everyone's expectations.

"If one punch doesn't work, then use two punches. Under my god-king body, all powerful enemies will be killed!"

Mo Wangchen roared angrily. He seemed to be getting braver and braver as he fought, and his offensive against Piao Miao Evil Lord became even more intense. Now, Piao Miao Evil Lord has no chance to attack and can only continue to resist Mo Wangchen.

Wangchen's attack caused his body to be knocked away one after another. Even though his expression was as indifferent as ever, at this moment, Piao Miao Xiejun was already in a disadvantageous situation.

"Bang!"

In the end, Mo Wangchen unleashed a fatal blow. He used the Haotian Divine Art and the Immortal Scripture of Creation to the extreme, and punched Miao Miaoxie Lord's head angrily.

The dull sound of the explosion echoed, and under the eyes of everyone in the place, now, Piao Miao Xiejun was finally killed by Mo Wangchen.

"Buzz..."

The thunderclouds were billowing, and before everyone could be surprised, a vast aura suddenly appeared in the dark clouds, as if an ancient god was about to appear.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The next moment, a series of figures rushed out from the dark clouds. These people were also formed from the thunder. There were men and women, and their faces all looked extremely young, but the aura permeating their bodies made it difficult to see.

No one dares to underestimate him.

"Nine Paths of Rebellion!"

"Oh my God! All the slaying tribulations have appeared? Mo Wangchen killed two slaying tribulations one after another. There should have been nine left, but now they appear at the same time?"

Everyone couldn't help but burst into an uproar, and their eyes swept over the nine people in the sky one by one.

"That was 20 million years ago, the little demon king of Xu Kun, who was known as the number one genius of our ancient tribe!" A great expert from the ancient tribe present couldn't help but exclaimed, and he looked at the nine people in shock.

, a young man bathed in a purple halo.

"Saint Tianqing! She is the most amazing woman in the ancient times of our human race!"

"Have you seen the man in the python robe... Why does it seem so familiar to me..."

"This is... Donghuang Jun Lingtian!"

"It turns out to be Lord Lingtian of the Eastern Emperor? The most powerful king of the younger generation in the Eastern Star Region of the chaotic universe!"

In the field, there were constant exclamations, and every time someone recognized the identity of the people transformed by Haotian, the whole place became excited.

Even Donghuang showed up, and he was one of the top kings in the world who could be as famous as Beidi Yao Xinchen!

"Nine calamities have appeared... and each one of them is almost the most dazzling beauty in the era... This simply doesn't give Mo Wangchen any hope."

"The killing calamity is called the killing calamity for no reason. Mo Wangchen's performance today was already powerful enough. Even Hua Wuxin and Piaomiao Xiejun were killed by him one after another... It's a pity...

Now that all nine calamities have appeared, he may not even have a one-ten-thousandth chance of success."

"If this were not the case, with the strength that Mo Wangchen showed just now, if he fought against the Ni Ni tribulation one by one, he might really be able to successfully overcome the tribulation, but now, it is absolutely impossible."

After being surprised, many people couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.

The nine evil-killing catastrophes have appeared together. This is the method Haotian really feels threatened and has to choose. It wants to stop Mo Wangchen, even if it does not hesitate to break the rules it has made!

"Then let's come together, what do I have to fear?!"

Mo Wangchen took a deep breath and looked at the nine people in front of him, his eyes bursting with an unprecedented fiery light.


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