There are too many things that cannot be said, there are too many things that can only be buried deeply in my heart, and there are too many things that will gradually disappear before it is too late to say them.
Mo Han closed his eyes, turned around, with his back to Sha Yuwei, took the mysterious clod of soil that he had taken out and put aside in the palm of his hand as Old Man Dugu said, summoned the Linglong Tower, awakened the demon species, and faced them
And with the Tai Chi Xuan Magnetic Epee in his hand, he said softly: "Old fellows, if you extend your head, it will be a knife, and if you shrink your head, it will be a knife. I wonder if you are willing to accompany me to go crazy for the last time!"
The demon's response was monotonous and powerful: Boom, boom, boom!
Linglong Tower's response was warm and genial, and the white light shone directly on Mo Han, giving his cold and heartless heart a touch of warmth.
Invisible ripples spread out from the Tai Chi Xuan Magnetic Heavy Sword, which condensed the soul of the Soul Burial Coffin that has never disappeared, expressing its determination.
The mysterious and unknown clod of soil, at this time, let Mo Han know its mystery for the first time: the thunder catastrophe that destroyed the other side flower was completely absorbed by it as soon as it reached a place five meters around Mo Han.
Since breaking through the golden elixir stage and transcending the tribulation, the killing blade that had been protected by Mo Han suddenly shined brightly and flew into Mo Han's hand, revealing its intentions.
Mo Han was filled with pride in an instant. He held the Tai Chi Mysterious Magnetic Heavy Sword in his right hand and the killing blade in his left hand. The Linglong Tower was suspended above his head, the demon seeds resounded around him, and the mysterious clods of soil were blooming with light, floating quietly in front of him.
He ran straight towards the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation above.
Old man Dugu, Sha Yuwei, and Shengyu could only watch from a distance, not daring to take a step forward. Because they had no confidence that they could survive under the divine scourge, and even as soon as they approached the range covered by the thunder and tribulation of the divine scourge,
It will immediately attract the attack of the gods, and the body will die. Not only will it not help Mo Han, but it will distract Mo Han and affect Mo Han.
"Death has no fear or fear for Mo Han. Killers are always killed. As a killer, he has been prepared to die from the first day. So he is not afraid of death and will not
Fearful. The only regret is that after he dies, he will never have the chance to know who his parents are, never have the chance to rescue Master Cha Fengchen, and never have the chance to see that white figure!" Mo Han felt bitter in his heart.
, but the speed of rushing towards the Thundercloud of Divine Punishment has not decreased.
The violent scourge suddenly calmed down. It seemed that it didn't want to delay any longer. It wanted to destroy this heaven-defying person and destroy this continent.
The breath of death became heavier and heavier, making people breathless. Mo Han was already close to the bottom of the thundercloud of divine punishment. The huge thundercloud seemed even more endless and endless from here.
Mo Han knew that if he rushed into the Thundercloud of Divine Punishment, he would become extremely dangerous, and even be wiped out by the Divine Punishment the moment he entered. But he had no choice. After committing suicide, his potential was infinitely developed, but his cultivation level was still not high.
Just like a person without cultivation
Just like ordinary people. At this time, the few Yuan energy has been exhausted. If he wants to survive the divine punishment, he must enter the thunder clouds and gamble. He must gamble with gold in the thunder clouds of the divine punishment.
Like the thunder calamity in the Dan period, there is a trace of vitality in it.
If something goes wrong, there is only one chance, life or death. But if he doesn't gamble, Mo Han believes that he will definitely die.
The aura of death poured into Mo Han's body from all directions, killing his skin, his flesh, and his bones. Everything about him was attacked by the aura of death contained in the thunder clouds of divine punishment, and became lifeless, even his
His consciousness and mental state were also severely affected, making him drowsy, lonely and desperate.
Being in the thunder clouds of divine punishment, lightning and thunder tribulations all over the sky also shot out from all directions and bombarded Mo Han. It can even be said that wherever Mo Han goes, he can kill the dead leaves at will.
6 The thunder calamity of spiritual cultivators.
The Linglong Tower exudes pure white light, firmly guarding Mo Han within it, resisting the overwhelming thunderstorms from the thunder clouds of divine punishment.
The loud beating sound of the demon species resounded throughout the thunderclouds, completely canceling out all the roaring thunder in the thunderclouds, protecting Mo Han's consciousness from being affected by the thunder and destroying him.
The mysterious clod of soil was suspended in front of Mo Han, quietly absorbing the power of death in the thunderclouds of divine punishment. It seemed to be of no help to Mo Han, but the clod of soil on its surface was constantly cracking and disappearing, revealing the crystal clear inside.
blue body.
Through the cracks in the outer clod of soil, one could vaguely see a cluster of faint blue flames burning blazingly inside the mysterious clod.
The killing blade and the Tai Chi Xuan Magnetic Heavy Sword were held in Mo Han's hand, and he walked through thorns and thorns all the way towards the depths of the Thunder Cloud of Heaven's Punishment.
Mo Han didn't know where life would lead, nor where the end would be. He only knew that he couldn't stop, he could only keep moving forward, towards the hope in his heart.
The Linglong Tower, Demonic Seeds, Mysterious Clods of Earth, Killing Blades, and the Tai Chi Mysterious Magnetic Heavy Sword can no longer protect him. Otherwise, the breath of death in the Thunder Cloud of Divine Punishment would not continue to erode his body and soul.
He doesn't have much time, really doesn't have much time. After beheading himself, his whole body was once again riddled with holes in the thunder clouds of punishment. The key point is that after beheading himself, his body's self-healing ability has become very powerful.
, but at this time, the body eroded by the breath of death cannot heal itself.
Every wound, every invisible place, has the breath of death wrapped around it, preventing the wound from healing.
The rotten smell emanated from Mo Han's body, and even he wanted to vomit after smelling it. Mo Han's entire body was slowly dying, rotting and deteriorating, and was about to die.
"I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in!" Mo Han looked up to the sky and roared.
All the flesh and blood on his body were almost completely eroded by the breath of death, leaving his body piece by piece, and then turned into fly ash under the power of thunder and calamity, turning into more power of death and blending into the thunder clouds.
Despair appeared in Mo Han's heart for the first time. There were endless lightning and death forces in all directions. He had no idea where he was or where he was going, let alone where he could find life.
The white bones were eroded by the power of death. Except for the place where the heart was protected by the demon species, most of the other parts had turned dark. Mo Han finally stopped and stopped looking. His body was no longer strong enough to allow him to be so careless.
He was looking for his purpose, but if he didn't do this, he had no better way, so he was ready to give it a last try!
Mo Han went through all the exercises he had practiced and seen in his mind, and then thought about every move. He was thinking about which exercises and moves he should use to possibly break this deadlock.