The Evil Buddha Dharma Form, composed of thousands of Netherworld Death Horsemen, sat cross-legged in the sky. Its huge body covered the sky, and it was unusually majestic and tall.
The three ferocious heads of the evil Buddha's Dharma form turned slightly and looked down.
The six thick arms condensed the seals together, and then pressed down with all their strength, like six huge continents crashing down from outside the territory, the momentum was terrifying!
The six dharma seals shine brightly, like six black holes in the universe, swallowing up all energy and strengthening the body.
It also seems like six small worlds are rotating endlessly, implying a faint artistic conception of six paths of reincarnation.
"Kill the common people, I will be merciful!"
The several Nether Overlords who were fighting fiercely with Mo Xiao below saw this scene and snorted coldly, either with disdain or solemnity.
There was even a humanoid Nether Overlord with four arms who taunted: "No matter how many weak people there are, they will always be weak if they are combined using secret techniques!"
"It can't change the world!"
While he joined forces with other Nether Overlords to attack Mo Xiao, who was already fighting for his life, he still had time to free up a long, dark arm, holding a curved black knife, and raised it on the palm of his hand against the huge seal that fell from the sky.
Cut it off.
"Woooooo~...!"
The fierce sword light rushes upward, like a world-destroying blade.
Accompanied by the shrill and painful howls of ghosts and gods, a small world-like seal was split in half with just one blow.
"Rumble...!"
A violent explosion resounded in the sky, and terrifying energy fluctuations spread out in all directions, just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, crushing and sweeping through many weak ghost creatures, causing them to explode and die on the spot.
The tragic fighting scene not only did not frighten those ghostly creatures, but instead aroused the instinctive bloodthirsty desire in their hearts. They all rushed forward with red eyes and started fighting madly.
"Kill...!"
"Go to hell, you bitch, hahaha...!"
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
"Get out of the way for me, you bunch of idiots...!"
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But not all strong men are as powerful as this Nether Overlord.
Many Nether Overlords who were weaker or had injured bodies were unable to resist the blow from the Evil Buddha's Dharma Appearance and were sent flying by the palm of Mo Xiao's desperate efforts.
It smashed countless buildings and mountains.
What's more, black blood spurted out from his mouth, and his face was ashen with anger.
"Mo Xiao, do you really want to stop me from waiting?"
"Obviously, the strength has surpassed that of many Netherworld Overlords, yet you are willing to work as a lackey for the Blood Corpse King. Could it be that the Blood Corpse King is trying to control your lifeline?"
"Why are you talking so much? The king of Japan will kill him today!"
"Haha, after the fight has reached this level, there are still idiots who want to keep their hands secretly? How stupid!"
"Mo Xiao, if you want to loosen the control and gain freedom, then let us go over and kill the Blood Corpse King. Then of course we can...!"
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Among them, the Nether Overlord with four arms and a human-like body held four black curved black knives tightly in his four hands. With a look of indifference and impatience on his face, he shouted in a cold voice: "Go away, I will spare you."
Immortal!"
"Haha, if you want to disturb my master's important business, then walk over my commander's corpse!" Mo Xiao's body spurted blood, but the words he spoke were still firm.
He didn't care about his injuries at all, and just took the initiative to kill him again, as if he was going to die together.
"Since you want to seek death, then I will help you!" The Nether Overlord with four arms suddenly became angry and his eyes flashed with cold light.
His arms were crossed, and the black knife in his hand was dancing wildly.
The continuous black sword light intertwined into a turbulent wave of sword energy, slashing towards Mo Xiao.
"Dangdangdang...!"
Mo Xiao was holding a black halberd with a slightly curled blade, slashing and sweeping across it wantonly, like a black magic dragon flying up and down, dancing in the middle.
Suddenly, he quietly glanced at the Blood Corpse King Xiahou Yuanbai, who was about to complete the transfer of cause and effect. Regardless, he laughed and rushed into the cold wave of sword energy.
See this scene.
The four-armed Nether Overlord suddenly became confused.
"Something is wrong!"
"This guy looks completely desperate... Could it be that he wants to take the opportunity to blow himself up?"
Suddenly, he thought of this possibility, and his burly figure immediately retreated crazily, moving away quickly to prevent Mo Xiao from really self-destructing and injuring him.
But he never really left here, attacking Mo Xiao from a distance, always paying attention to the opponent's movements.
at the same time.
The Black Tiger King Ditian, who was hiding in the gap in the void, also cursed secretly. He no longer waited for Bai Feixue to take the initiative to attack, and jumped out on his own initiative, stretched out a furry tiger paw, and slapped Duanmu Wan'er on the head.
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Five slender and curved claws popped out instantly, flashing with a cold light.
"Creak, creak, creak...!"
The sharp claws collided with the energy shield covering the entire causal transfer formation, like rusty iron scraping glass, making it extremely harsh and unpleasant.
Fine cracks appeared under Di Tian's tiger claws and disappeared in a flash.
Before it could be broken into pieces, it was completely repaired by the formation itself. It seemed as if nothing had changed. Although it changed extremely quickly, it still could not escape the gaze of Di Tian.
"It seems... the formation you set up can only resist...!"
Just when Di Tian was thinking about it.
A deafening and terrifying explosion resounded throughout the world, like a bolt from the blue.
Mo Xiao blew himself up without hesitation!
Immediately afterwards, an extremely terrifying energy shock wave spread rapidly, sweeping across the sky and the earth with the force of autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, killing countless ghostly creatures in an instant.
Many powerful Nether Overlords were injured by sudden self-destruction attacks, with blood spurting from their mouths and their bodies flying upside down involuntarily.
On the contrary, the cautious four-armed Nether Overlord sensed something was wrong in advance and evaded without suffering much injuries.
The blood, as black as ink, poured down like a downpour, implying a special corrosiveness. The energy shield, which was originally extremely defensive, actually made a "chichichi" sound at this moment, and the energy wall was rapidly changing.
Thin.
"Mo Xiao! How dare you betray me!"
In the angry eyes of Blood Corpse King Xiahou Yuanbai.
This defensive formation that he had carefully arranged was destroyed by his very trusted subordinates!
Every drop of black blood fell on a very critical node of the defensive formation. There was no exception. It was a long-planned plan at first glance.
at the same time.
All the bloody threads of cause and effect wrapped around Xiahou Yuanbai's body were dismantled by the bloody yin and yang wheel, and wrapped around the phantom of Xiahou Yuanbai outside Duanmu Wan'er's body.
The phantom flickered slightly, merged directly into Duanmu Wan'er's body, and disappeared.
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Just when all the blood-colored causal threads on Xiahou Yuanbai's body were transferred to Duanmu Wan'er's body.
Somewhere hidden between the underworld and the mortal world.
A thin body with disheveled hair and a weird spiral black horn on his head suddenly raised his head and let out an eerie and weird laugh.
"You...can't trap me!"
"I will come to you for revenge!"
"Mortals, witness immortality!"
The thick golden rune chain that passed through his lute bones began to emit dazzling light, suppressing the fluctuations of Song Qingshan's soul with all its strength.
The rune chains tied to the body began to make a "creak" sound, as if it would be unable to withstand the terrifying force and break directly in the next moment.