Chapter 32: The King's Blood Stains Heaven (Part II)

The power of man can cut down the towering tree into a ship to cross the sea, the power of man can build a high city of rocks, and the power of man can change the mountains, rivers and seas into mulberry fields. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a lifetime of looking up, you can finally touch the stars.

"Phew!"

The power of the big hand that Qi Luck had turned into made Mo Ye unable to resist at all, and for a moment he recalled what happened when he had a hard encounter with Pudu Cihang's Golden Dharma Body.

It's as if everything is repeating itself.

Mo Xie refused to repeat the enactment, especially when he figured out what kind of means the other party was using.

Under the influence of the big hand, Mo Xie should have been thrown out of the capital, but he urged all his mental power, raised his fist and smashed it in the direction of the strong attack, and in the end, he smashed it like a stone on the high walls of the capital and fell into it.

"Suddenly!"

Spit out the blood and phlegm in his mouth fiercely, this time Mo Ye didn't suffer much injury, or rather, he was almost unscathed compared to the previous encounter.

"The bald donkey surnamed Pu! Just this little effort? It's too light to tickle labor and management!"

Mo Ye scolded, as if his momentum was better than before.

He broke free from the rubble and rose into the sky under the watchful eyes of the capital, which had been completely awakened, and the people of all the people in it.

"Oh! Pudu Cihang! You are so ruthless! You even have the heart to kill your own mother! Sure enough, you are a cold-blooded animal!"

After being plotted, Mo Ye's mouth cannon level seemed to have improved by leaps and bounds, he scanned the entire capital, he knew that Pudu Cihang was somewhere in the city, but he couldn't see or perceive it.

The other party's strength is too much stronger than him, and whether it is Buddhism, Taoism or demons, there are some mysterious means to avoid Mo Ye's perception, and no one Mo Ye feels much surprised when he can't find the other party.

It's just that this feeling of being dark and bright makes Mo Ye feel more or less uncomfortable.

"But it's okay! Pudu Cihang! Your son is still in our hands! If you don't show up again, don't blame us for tearing up the ticket!"

Mo Ye roared and flew into the air, although he didn't know how big the attack range of the opponent's 'invisible means' was, but from the person who had just been attacked, he was the only one who could see that it should be safe at Yan Chixia's height.

"Brother Yan?!"

Mo Xie quickly found Yan Chixia, but he found that Yan Chixia was looking at him with a monster-looking look at him at this moment.

"Mo Evil Daoist...... Are you alright?"

In Yan Chixia's cognition, there is no such person who can survive after withstanding the attack of a country's luck, but the Mo Ye in front of him subverted his cognition, so even if he was so capable, he couldn't help but ask some clueless words.

"The qi and blood are still a little shocking, but it's not in the way, bag. ”

Mo Xie reached out and grabbed Yan Chixia's bag, and he took out a centipede from the bag again.

The space bracelet couldn't store living creatures, and Mo Xie really didn't want to put poisons like centipedes into the space bracelet that stored a lot of food for himself, it was too disgusting.

"Pudu Cihang, your son is in our hands!

The 'hostage' was in hand, and Mo Xie taunted with full firepower.

"Junior!

Maybe Mo Xie's taunt finally worked, or maybe Pudu Cihang had its own plans - maybe the centipede in Mo Xie's hand was really related to Pudu Cihang. Finally, Pudu Cihang, who had been silent, spoke.

A golden light shot out from a temple in the capital, heading straight for Niu Dou.

"It's coming!"

If Pudu Cihang didn't show up by himself, Mo Xie wouldn't have been able to perceive it, but at this moment, it appeared on its own, and Mo Xie tightened his full attention the moment the golden light appeared. He could see that there was an old monk in the golden light, who was the flesh shell of Pudu Cihang.

"Heaven and earth are infinite!

Mo Xie can see it, Yan Chixia can also understand it, but it is useless for Mo Xie to understand it, he lacks the professional means to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and Yan Chixia is different.

At this moment, he is in the sky, the word 'Kun' cannot be borrowed, but he has a big advantage in the word 'Qian', condescendingly, he has a trick with both hands, and a spell is beaten down.

The yellow Fu Zhu character became huge under the urging of Yan Chixia, and pressed towards the golden light that shot from the ground like a mountain.

"Poof!"

However, Yan Chixia's blow did not win any results, and the golden light did not even delay for a breath before penetrating the spell.

"Avoid!"

The speed of the golden light was too fast, and she couldn't hesitate at this time, Yan Chixia once again didn't care about Mo Ye at all, and she dodged three or five hundred meters to the side with the sword light.

"Avoid?"

The corners of Mo Ye's mouth raised an arc.

"I'm not going to shy away from it. ”

Draw your sword.

I don't know when Mo Xie already held the Huolin Sword in his hand.

No one could see how he pulled out the sword and where he pulled it out (nonsense, the sword was in the space bracelet), and the sword appeared so abruptly in his hand as if it had been there all along (Yan Chixia and Pudu Cihang's perspective).

The sword was broken, and the break was very hideous, and it was thought to be broken in an extremely fierce and hard-fought battle.

This is a sword that will never get used to dodging.

This is a guy who doesn't want to dodge anymore.

"Roar!"

The Fire Lin Sword is red, blood red.

Mo Ye's hair was scattered and flying, and his eyes were like electricity and blood.

He let out a roar, like the unwillingness of a dragon trapped in a well to the sky, or the wrath of a wounded tiger against the enemies around him.

Like a wail, like a roar.

"Roar!"

In the void, a voice even louder than the roar that came from Mo Ye's mouth rang out.

It was the clanging sound of the sword.

This is also the eye that the Kirin opened.

For the first time, the huge unicorn phantom descended on this world, opening its bloody jaws, rising up and swooping down on the golden light of Pudu's incarnation.

The power is unmatched!

"It's ......!!"

Yan Chixia saw this kind of trick for the first time, and he was shocked.

Kirin!

In this world, there are indeed gods, and there are also beasts.

The unicorn is the king of beasts, not everyone is qualified to use moves and Taoism to condense its appearance, and most of the phantoms that rely on Taoism and moves to condense are only in vain, but where will there be a little bit of the power of the unicorn?

However, at the moment, the Qilin Phantom that Mo Xie was casting was genuine, at least in Yan Chixia's opinion.

The collision of the unicorn phantom and the golden light only came in an instant.

There was no sound, and the collision of the two produced no sound.

The unicorn phantom was not shattered, and the golden light was not extinguished.

The first time it collided with the unicorn phantom, Jin Guang chose to retreat, and it made a very clever turn in mid-air, and then fell into the clouds.

Mo Ye's blow hit the empty space.

"Roar!"

The Qilin Phantom roared towards the direction where the golden light had disappeared in the clouds, and then gradually faded and vanished, leaving only Mo Xie holding the sword in the air.

"The bald donkey surnamed Pu! You finally gave up? But I'm sorry, your son has already been torn up!"

Mo Xie raised his left hand, and there was a puddle of minced meat in his palm, and at this moment, no one could identify what kind of existence this pile of minced meat had before.

"Junior, you're looking for death!"

In the clouds, Pudu Cihang's voice was already full of anger.