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Chapter 772 Asking Seventeen Moves, Killing Gods

The two looked around and saw that there were hundreds of these ice sculptures, and they were even denser on the top of the mountain.

More and more sculptures are beginning to come to life.

When they saw Xu Zimo and the two of them, they heard a roar of rage.

"Anyone who offends our country, Huang, will die!"

Countless statues marched towards Xu Zimo and the two of them in neat steps.

"What should I do?" Monk Dazhi asked quickly.

"Each one should mind his own business," Xu Zimo smiled and ran quickly towards the top of the mountain.

Although these sculptures are very strong and the coordination between them is very neat, after all, their strength is too different.

Xu Zimo almost punched one person at a time and ran towards the top of the mountain.

Seeing this scene, Monk Dazhi also moved his eyes slightly and shouted softly: "Infinite Heavenly Lord."

I saw that his entire body had grown dozens of times in size, and the Taoist robes on his body had also grown much larger at the same time.

With one step of his feet, he was almost dozens of meters away, and started running closely behind Xu Zimo.

As we get closer to the top of the mountain, the sculptures we encounter along the way become stronger and stronger.

When the two arrived at the top of the mountain, they saw a throne standing on top of the mountain.

Sitting on the throne was a man wearing royal robes, with a dozen generals in armor standing on both sides.

"Stop whoever comes," a general stood up, holding a spear, and shouted: "Kneel down before you meet my king."

"Trash," Xu Zimo chuckled.

The Ba Ying in his hand came out of its sheath, and a sharp blade directly cut the general in half.

"Bold," the man on the throne shouted softly.

I saw a sudden change in the sky, and a long golden dragon circled above my head.

This golden dragon seems to be real and not an illusion.

The dozen or so generals nearby all attacked Xu Zimo and killed him.

"Monk Dazhi, stop them," Xu Zimo shouted.

Monk Dazhi, who came from behind, did not hesitate, and blocked the dozen generals with his huge body.

Xu Zimo stepped forward step by step, faced the man on the throne, and said with a smile: "How about we have a fight?"

The man in royal robe slowly stood up, and with a wave of his right hand, the golden dragon above his head roared and rushed towards Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo clenched his right hand into a fist and punched Jinlong directly.

Just hearing a "boom", the golden dragon screamed sadly, accompanied by the shattering of the surrounding space.

The golden dragon was directly punched and sent flying.

The eyes of the man on the throne flickered, and he saw him rising into the air, and the divine power filled the air all around.

He is like a monarch who rules over the world, or in other words, he is a king in his own right.

A domineering power emanates from the whole body.

"The emperor is so domineering," the man snorted coldly and slapped Xu Zimo with his big palm.

"The Huang Kingdom has been destroyed, why do you still claim to be an emperor?" Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed.

On top of Ba Ying, Wen asked and used the sixteen-mo "Burial of the Sky".

The shadow of the knife and the buried black mist shrouded it, and it struck directly at the man.

A "boom" explosion sounded like a mushroom cloud in mid-air.

I saw that the entire sky was buried in it.

Xu Zimo looked up and saw that the man in imperial robes was surrounded by a golden aura.

It's as if everything is impervious and unaffected at all.

"That is the power of the will of all living beings, which can protect all attacks," Monk Dazhi shouted from below.

"In the face of extreme attacks, there is no so-called protection," Xu Zimo shook his head and said.

He directly opened the eighteen strange meridians in his body, and the Eight Changes of Qingyun behind him were opened again.

The entire sky is filled with a steady stream of spiritual energy from Xu Zimo's body.

"Ask seventeen moves, kill gods," Xu Zimo snorted coldly.

The Ba Ying in his hand was trembling slightly.

The so-called killing of gods is to concentrate all the strength of the body on one point, and then kill it with a hundred times the power.

This is also one of the ultimate forms of Xu Zimo's nineteen-question question.

I saw Xu Zimo slowly raising Ba Ying, and endless sword intent condensed around him.

These sword intentions are like his right and left arms, and with every move he makes, the sword intentions are changing crazily.

Xu Zimo took half a step back with his right foot, then slowly raised his right arm, and a chill ran through Ba Ying's blade.

The next moment, endless sword energy condensed on the tip of the sword, and the blue clouds behind Xu Zimo spread to the sky step by step.

He shouted softly, and Ba Ying slashed out with thousands of sword energy amidst the roar.

A "rumbling" explosion followed.

Just the remaining power of the sword caused another avalanche to hit Tianyu Mountain.

White snow rolled down from the sky, and the sword energy split the entire sky.

It was as if the sky was divided into two, creating a chasm.

The man in imperial robes looked at the scene in front of him. The sword intention magnified in front of his eyes at an instantaneous speed and had already appeared around him.

The golden wish power is entwined, sometimes transforming into a roaring tiger, and sometimes a giant dragon descends on the right hand.

When the sword energy came, the man in imperial robes only resisted for a moment before the sword energy penetrated his entire body.

Directly annihilated in the sword's will.

"King," the generals around him shouted miserably when they saw this scene.

When the man in imperial robes died, the generals and the thousands of soldiers below did not choose to live, but all committed suicide on Tianyu Mountain.

Their bodies were submerged in the snowy mountains.

Xu Zimo's blow just now chopped off half of the snow mountain, and the entire snow mountain was almost split into two, creating a bottomless crack.

Xu Zimo looked up and saw heavy snow falling in the sky.

The heavy snow in the sky seemed to be singing a sad song, falling down desperately.

In just a blink of an eye, the snow mountain was filled.

And these white snows seem to have a mysterious power.

Because of their landing, Tianyu Mountain recovered little by little, and the cracks began to close.

And new ice sculptures have also appeared.

These sculptures are modeled after those who died before.

"This is," Monk Dazhi looked at the scene in front of him.

Then he took a deep breath and said to Xu Zimo: "This Tianyu Mountain is not simple."

"I can see it," Xu Zimo said.

"I don't know what force caused it. These people can't be killed at all," Monk Dazhi replied.

"It was the wish made by those who died in the Huang Kingdom," Xu Zimo thought for a moment and said.

"At a certain time of year, they come back to life.

But that’s all, you can’t leave Tianyu Mountain, otherwise it will turn into an ice sculpture again after time.”

"Then we should leave as soon as possible. There is no point in fighting them," said Monk Dazhi.

Xu Zimo nodded, and the two climbed over the top of the mountain and started running towards the other side of Tianyu Mountain.

From the top of the mountain, you can clearly see the surrounding scenery.

The endless sky and sea in the distance blurred into view.


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