Vulcan Legacy. Simple four words. But there is a lot of temptation in it. The word God is ethereal. Anything that involves God is crazy. In today's end-of-law era, it is really difficult for true gods to appear. It's as if everything has been buried in distant antiquity. Even if it is the trace of the gods, it is something that makes people feel like crying without tears. Clueless. It will even suffer inexplicable killing.

I don't believe it. Several old men had heavy faces. The soles of their feet slammed into the ground. The ground suddenly collapsed into a huge crack. And they even directly sacrificed terrifying magic spells. The dark chains seemed to be filled with a rich dead air. Like a poisonous snake out of a hole and into the distance. Straight to Moli. Even their palms were not idle. It's a ruthless move. The terrifying energy alone made many people feel palpitations. I thought to myself that these people were really going crazy.

Kill. The people of ThunderClan have gone berserk too. They almost drained the qi and blood in their bodies. The runes that deduce the rage are contained within the brute weapon. Even the thunder that surrounded them was completely detonated. Shimmer glows. coiled in mid-air.

Eucharist. Today you are doomed. There will be no place to die.

We take Thor's order. Take control of the punishment. Grant you the death of the gods.

Bursts of cold voices continued to stir underneath. Bursts of sound. It contains indescribable anger and anger. There are even people who directly dedicate themselves to the god of thunder in the underworld. Perform terrible blood sacrifices. The Eucharist must be completely destroyed in this attack.

Mo Li stood in the void with an extremely peaceful face. His body was constantly covered with flame runes. Covered in the flesh. Even the root bones in his body unreservedly released the power of fire at this moment. His palm suddenly reached for the scepter next to him. Clench palms. There was a touch of astringent information coming to mind.

This is...... Mo Li's narrowed eyes snapped open. His mind was ringing. This scepter is as crystal clear as white jade. Cool and comfortable to use. Heartwarming. I don't know when the lines on it appeared, and now they are like a flash. Faint runes are jumping. The elves are extremely agile.

And that's not what surprised Moli. It's because there is an imprint on the surface of the scepter that even a divine sense cannot detect. There is only one word written on it. That is. God.

There is that person, even any organization that dares to take the name of God. It's not just about being above the gods. It is even more against the way of heaven. And Mo Li went from some other strange lines of the scepter to the once familiar picture. That's assassination. That is the Killer Divine Court that has been annihilated in the long river of time. Attack and kill as a means. Conquer the world. Few opponents. Even the other two Killer Organizations couldn't compete with the Killer Divine Court.

Because this organization is not only staffed by powerful monks. Their origins and even their organization are extremely mysterious. Few people in the world can find it. The terrible background creates their ferocity. An organization that claims to be assassinated even by gods. Its horror is deeply rooted in people's hearts. Even though so many years have passed now. It still makes people talk about the tiger color change.

But the battle of that year was a devastating blow to the Killer Divine Court. Countless seeded players have been annihilated in their growth. Even the Lord of the Divine Court could not avoid this terrible fate.

Now. Mo Li had an unbelievable guess in his heart. That is, this scepter is very likely to be the same as it used to be. A token of the fearsome Killer Divine Court. And this token is really not simple. According to Moli's guess. Now he was only able to exert one-tenth of his power. If you really want to exert your full power. What is needed must be a high level of cultivation.

Rumble. Mo Li swung the scepter forward. It was like a gold iron cast of gold, and runes bloomed in an instant. The space roared instantly. Endless flames poured out of the scepter. The flames were raging. It seems to have turned into a sea of fire.

Yes...... Countless people seem to have been swept into the flames. The flames on his body burned in a plop. A man with fire struggles. But it can't stop the terrible flames. It was burned to ashes. Even the old men who attacked were disgraced. It is impossible to attack at all.

At this moment. Moli's fire brute technique was completely complete. There was a flame between the gestures. It seems that as long as he gives an order. The flames that lie dormant in the depths of the lava will surge.

Hiss...... Countless demon bats let out a high-pitched screeching sound. The demon bat hissed and fluttered its wings. The paws are open. Even the sharp teeth are the same. Fearless of death, he pounced on the monk and attacked very fiercely. Inch by inch of flesh was torn off by them. Devour it to your heart's content. It was as if I enjoyed the slaughter.

Moli walked forward. Turning to look back at the skeleton behind him. Is this the god of fire or the lord of the divine court. His mind was puzzled. Could it be that this Zhu Rong is the lord of the Divine Court.

A certain moment. Mo Li's eyes opened again. For when he arrived, the writing was written again under the bones. Mo Li's heart was shocked. Even the inheritance of the previous fire brute spell was not as shocking as it is now. Because although this is Zhu Rong's bones. But it is Zhu Rong's transformation without becoming a god.

Rumble. The monk in front roared. Again, they sacrificed their brute weapons. Violent and powerful. Hit Moli.

But just at the moment when it was about to hit him. The fire in his heart was surging in an instant. It's like an angry dragon slapping a brute weapon. His staging glared. Rune jumping. It's like the sky is spinning. The stars are moving. The light flows. Fight it up.

Mo moved away from the soles of his feet and reached out for his palms. Simple and straightforward. Rough and forceful. Fist passed. Flesh and blood flying. Bodies fall sideways. Strings of blood are spilled. It's terrifying.

Poof. Poof. Poof.

The sound of blood spilling from the Vulcan Sealed Land was constantly emanating. Mo leaves the dragon in the shape of a tiger. The demon bat behind him opened the way for it. Constant outward impact. And the magma beneath the ground is also becoming extremely violent. It's even a little out of control. However, this is unique for Mo Li. It is the most favorable terrain. Even the Source Spirit Technique is thoroughly used. Hook the leylines. Deliver a terrible blow. It looks like a golden cracked stone.

The underworld is now showing signs of cracking. Even if it has the texture of a scrolling god tree, it can't help but toss at this moment. There was a click. The screams of falling rocks never stopped.

Moli soared forward. Flew to the old men who were desperate to flee. Palm strike. Dodge their attacks. His ** erupted in flames. Annihilate them completely. Countless lava also splashed like terrifying waves. Only the soaring hot air pressure surrounds.

Mo Li coughed lightly. Grizzled step. The lava is tumbling. And in his hands he was holding a couple of storage bags. When the Divine Sense shattered their imprints, he was shocked. Because he got to the token that was hovering inside the storage bag. Once upon a time, he also had such a token. How many years have it been......

Void God card. A token needed to enter the Void God Realm. Come now. Even in such a world, the existence of the Void God Realm can be sensed......