It's such a simple palm, giving Ming Mo the feeling as if the whole world has been suppressed, and the surrounding dodge space is all sealed, for Ming Mo, there is only hard resistance.

Gritting his teeth, the purple and silver flames on Ming Mo's body rose into the sky, above the fist, the two-colored flames swirled, Ming Mo punched out, and a hundred zhang divine dragon roared out, colliding with the cyan palm, the body of the divine dragon was shattered, and the powerful momentum of the cyan palm was resisted, under this palm, the flame divine dragon completely dissipated, and even Ming Mo was thrown out by shock, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with a touch of scarlet.

"Although they are two good flames, but mortal fire is mortal fire after all, and it cannot compete with the gods. The wind god looked at Ming Mo, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then turned into disdain.

What is puzzled is how Ming Mo fused two spiritual fires, even in the divine war 100,000 years ago, some emperors could only fuse one spiritual fire.

"Hehe, worthy of a god, any blow is so strong. ”

Ming Mo stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, the breath on his body changed suddenly, becoming unhappy or sad, plain as the wind, casual as a cloud, the wind sword in his hand appeared, his eyes were burning at the wind god, full of war intent.

"You want to fight me, mortal, you're looking for death!"

Seeing the battle intent in Ming Mo's eyes, the wind god was furious, this person not only did not have the fear of the gods, but even had the mind to fight with the gods, this situation has not been passed for 100,000 years. Therefore, the wind god was angry, stretched out his palm, and an extremely pure blue light appeared in the palm of his hand, as he threw it at will, the blue light turned into a Peng bird the size of a thousand zhang, with an incomparably fierce breath to attack Mingmo, Peng Bird flapped its wings, the nine heavens of clouds moved, and the storm suddenly rose.

At this time, looking at the Peng Bird attacking from the sky, the long sword in Ming Mo's hand pointed to the sky, and a red sword light rose into the sky, causing the dark clouds in the dim sky to shatter, revealing the dazzling sunlight.

With a movement under his feet, Mingmo rushed towards the Peng Bird, waving the long sword in his hand, Baizhang Jiangang emerged, and attacked together with the sharp claws of the Peng Bird, Mingmo's figure retreated, and the Peng Bird's offensive was temporarily slowed down, and Ming Mo's figure flashed at this time, directly appeared on the top of Peng Bird's head, the long sword in his hand was fiercely inserted into the top of Peng Bird's head, and the hundred-zhang long sword Gang came out of his body, the cyan Peng Bird screamed, the body continued to tremble, Ming Mo's feet moved, the whole person appeared in mid-air, the long sword waved again, and a thousand zhang sword light completely cut the body of the Baizhang Peng Bird, dividing the huge Peng Bird into two。

But at this moment, a blue light flashed, and the wind god had already appeared behind Ming Mo, and with a palm slapp, Ming Mo's whole person flew out upside down, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth.

"Hahaha, Ming Mo, no matter how powerful you are, what can you do if there are many strong people in Ling Tiange, facing the crown of the wind god, you are just an ant, you all have to die today, hahaha......"

Seeing Ming Mo's figure flying out upside down, Feng Sheng laughed wildly, although he paid a heavy price, it was worth it to see Ming Mo so embarrassed.

"Mortal, today you are destined to die!"

The wind god looked at Ming Mo condescendingly, with indifference and majesty, as if what he said was a holy decree.

"Poof......

Spit out a mouthful of blood again, Ming Mo slowly stood up from the ground, looked at the wind god, Ming Mo smiled: "It's been a long time since I felt this kind of powerlessness, you let me experience what is called crushing power again, in return, I will destroy your divine consciousness distraction!"

After Ming Mo finished speaking, he looked at the wind god with burning eyes, and sneered: "Let you see the power of mortals in your eyes, it will also hurt you, the god!"