Chapter 718: Capital sins can be forgiven, but living sins are unforgivable!
"Fun and interesting. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" The voice of the Nether Ghost Saint suddenly lowered, and said coldly, "But this saint doesn't like to be disturbed the most, you break in like this, you know that this saint can take your life at any time!" β
Mo Liu secretly said that this person was really moody, he was laughing a moment ago, and he immediately became murderous. However, he already had a plan to deal with it, and said with a smile: "It's really for His Highness's sake to disturb him when he comes to Xia Doudan." Although I don't know what His Highness is looking for, but I have been here for ten days, I am afraid that I have not found what I want, so I asked the dragon people below, and I learned that there is more than one library of classics of the dragon family, and there is actually one in its forbidden land. β
Of course, Mo Liu's words were nonsense, and the purpose was very simple, if he could lure the Nether Ghost Saint to the forbidden land, he would alarm those dragon masters in retreat.
At that time, no matter how powerful the Netherworld Ghost Saint is, he will only be able to flee in the wilderness.
It's just that in front of the Netherworld Ghost Saint, he can tell this big lie without beating his heart and blushing, but it is by no means something that anyone can do.
The Nether Ghost Saint didn't expect Mo Liu to lie to him, but just laughed and said, "The dragon people even told you such a secret, it seems that they really want me to leave quickly." But you guessed wrong, Ben Sheng has found what he needs, but it took some time to decipher, this dragon text is really mysterious, very interesting. β
Mo Liu was secretly surprised when he heard this, listening to this tone, the Netherworld Ghost Saint did not know the language of all beasts, and he was actually able to decipher the dragon clan's characters, which showed that this person was not only highly cultivated, but also as wise as a demon.
The Nether Ghost Saint walked out and smiled at Mo Liu: "I just said, this saint has always disliked people to disturb, you broke in recklessly, committed the taboo of this saint, and died innocently, but if you are kind, this saint will ask you, which way of death do you like?" so that I may grant your wish. β
Seeing that the Netherworld Ghost Saint had a murderous intent, Mo Liu laughed out loud, shook his head and said: "I originally thought that Your Majesty was really a talented overlord, but I didn't expect that his qi was so narrow, no wonder he was just a Netherworld Ghost Saint, but he had not been able to be a Saint King for a long time!" Falling behind the Nine Shadows! β
The meaning of his words was very clear, if the Nether Ghost Saint was really powerful, then it would not be the first level compared to the Nine Demon Saints!
Seeing that this young man was not only not afraid, but laughed at himself, the Nether Ghost Saint glanced at him more, and then laughed as well, and sneered: "You frog at the bottom of the well, do you think that the Saint King level is so good? Since the birth of the mainland, only two Saint King-level figures have been born. That's too old a long time ago. The relationship between Jiuyou and Ben Sheng is very good, and you don't need to be separated. This game of chess is going to be played in this sanctuary, very big! β
Mo Liu sneered: "Anyone can say anything, but how big the chessboard you are talking about, if you don't see it in the game, you won't believe it." β
The Nether Ghost Saint stared at him and said, "You don't think that if you don't believe it, this Saint won't kill you, right?" β
At this point, Mo Liu was like a knife on his neck, and his head could hit the ground at any time.
The situation in front of him is not a joke, this Netherworld Saint is brutal and murderous. It's definitely the overlord who talks about the tiger's color change!
But in the face of such a master, the more cautious you are, the more helpless you are.
Mo Liuhaha laughed: "I don't dare to be so naΓ―ve in the next day, but I will think that if you want to kill me now, you are afraid that you will be stronger than you in the future!" Moreover, as an alien, I have countless lives, which is something I am not afraid of. β
"Boy, don't think that I can't do anything about the Inhumans, this saint's ability is stronger than you think. But it doesn't matter, my favorite is your sentence, which is stronger than this saint? The Ghost Icon laughed as if he had heard a big joke, "Indeed, you kid is really good. However, with such a shallow foundation, I dare to say that I can surpass this saint in the future, and that saint really overestimates your IQ. β
Mo Liu said calmly: "Then I have the courage to make a bet with Your Majesty, please check my bones, if my bones surprise you, then how about you please let me live?" β
"Well, if this is the way you want to die, then this saint will fulfill you!" As soon as the Nether Ghost Sacred Words fell, his thoughts rushed towards Mo Liu like a huge wave.
The mind was like a thousand strands invading Mo Liu's body, and the Southern Netherworld Ghost Saint's face suddenly changed, and he was really stunned for a moment and said, "This is ...... The Power of Destruction! β
After saying this, he felt a little out of shape, his face turned pale, he took back his consciousness, and looked at Mo Liudao carefully: "No wonder Ben Sheng has a strange feeling when he sees you, I didn't expect you to have the legendary power of destruction, it's really interesting, it's very interesting." β
Mo Liu smiled slightly and said, "It seems that you lost this bet." β
The Nether Ghost Saint smiled and said, "It's true that this saint lost, but aren't you afraid that this saint won't admit it?" β
Mo Liu smiled: "I'm not afraid that you won't admit it." Because if you are really an ambitious bully as rumored, then you will not be afraid of the growth of an opponent, because what a strong man needs most is to have another strong man as his opponent! β
A hint of brilliance flashed in the eyes of the Nether Ghost Saint, and he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Okay, it is worthy of being the master of the power of destruction, this legendary physique that comes out once in a million years has actually been met by this saint. Well, this saint wants to see what kind of realm the legendary physique can grow to! β
Mo Liu was still smiling, looking directly at the Netherworld Ghost Saint, and his heart was not relaxed at all.
The Nether Ghost Saint was moody, and unless he really left, he definitely couldn't let up at all.
The facts also proved that Mo Liu's concerns were completely necessary, because after the Nether Ghost Saint finished speaking, his voice suddenly lowered: "But the death penalty can be avoided, and the living sin is unforgivable!" β
Mo Liu only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the Nether Ghost Saint had come to half a foot in front of him, and then, he saw the Nether Ghost Saint slowly raise his arm, stretching out his index finger and pointing at his forehead.
The speed of the Nether Ghost Saint was very slow, but Mo Liu knew that this was because the other party's coercion was so strong that he had the illusion that time was slow, in fact, all this happened in an instant.
When the Nether Ghost Saint's finger was pointed on Mo Liu's forehead, an unprecedented severe pain suddenly swept through his body, as if his body had been torn into thousands of pieces in an instant, and even his soul had been torn apart.
Rao is a strong-willed person like Mo Liu can't bear it, and can only roar out in pain!
Then Mo Liu suddenly knelt on the ground, covering his head tightly with his hands, but this sharp pain was just the beginning!
Immediately after, Mo Liu clearly felt that the pain in the depths of his soul was doubling and intensifying, and Mo Liu felt that his meaning had been completely destroyed!
The whole person instinctively rolls on the ground!
This kind of pain destroys people layer by layer from soul to consciousness, and the pain is so clear that even every nerve can transmit it!
The soul is like being trapped in several spinning gears, squeezed and grinded! Forcibly crushed!
Looking at Mo Liu's painful appearance, the Netherworld Ghost Saint seemed to have watched a good show, and the corners of his cold mouth hooked a thick smile.
After a while, the pain gradually disappeared, and Mo Liu knelt on the ground, panting heavily, but his body was already stained with cold sweat.