Deep on Mars. There was hot lava everywhere. It's as red as a stream. No one knows where the magma came from. No one knows where this flowing magma ends up. The almost black 7 heat flow is moving. The terrifying heat and even the heat wave alone were enough to annihilate any living being. Even if it's Moli today. At this moment, his face was extremely pale. The body is close to overdraft. Flame runes continued to emerge from his body, covering **. Try to weaken the excessive influence of the fires here.

Meanwhile. Moli also found that it seemed to be under great oppression here. Only the Fire Brute Technique is extremely active. Even the breath was filled with fire runes. It's bizarre. Moli also tempered himself through the blazing flames of this place. Ignition quenching body. Constantly strengthen the flesh.

The flames in this place are extremely strong. Even the flame runes became extremely sublimated because of this. Take the condensation of fire runes to a whole new level.

The madman stared at Mo Li with a strange expression. In particular, the Dao runes that appeared on his body at this moment made him think even more. It's as if I saw something similar at some point. The flames of day and night didn't seem to have any effect on him. In the snap of his fingers, he actually forced back the resistance of the flames.

Could he be that person? But he's like another person. Could it be that I was mistaken? The madman said to himself. He yawned incessantly. Looks extremely tired. Heavy eyelids. In the blink of an eye, he dozed off in the depths of the flames.

The place became extremely quiet. Only the lava is still bubbling up. Cong Cong and flow. But with the passage of time. The place became dark and bright. There are runes that dance like waves. Then all of them did not enter Moli's body. That fire in my heart became more and more vigorous. Even his physical body seemed to be a flame at the moment. Jumping and hopping.

At this moment, a stone platform appeared in the depths of the magma. Only the size of a palm. It was gray and sloppy without the slightest strange luster. But it can endure the blazing heat. Even the erosion of time. It's inherently extraordinary.

Mo Li woke up violently from his meditation. His eyes were bright red at the moment, and they were restrained. Only two dreamlike runes were levitating. Extremely bleak. But it's a dark gold. There is also a hint of red, which is very strange like a mosaic. His gaze was uncertain as he stared at the rising stone platform. There was an inexplicable call coming from nowhere. It's as if there's a kind of diaphragm that has been separated for an unknown number of years. Now it's finally here. That touch of vicissitudes. That touch of helplessness and even that touch of bitterness surged silently into my heart at this moment.

Call...... Mo Li flew lightly, and that almost god-like power instantly wrapped around him. Although I can't see it, I can't touch it. But you can really feel it. Unable to break free.

Mo Li looked down from mid-air. There was a lot of hot magma shooting up. Like boiling water. The runes were also revealed. His eyes and even his mind were on the towering stone platform. An inexplicable force was pulling him to fly past.

His state of mind was ethereal. Only his heart was beating. Until he came down to this stone platform. It's not something bizarre. Not even anything. If there is, it is a handprint in a depression on the stone platform.

The mudra wasn't that wide. There is not the slightest strange pattern. It is extremely smooth to the up. But it was such a handprint that made Mo Li's mind buzz suddenly. Because of this mudra, he seems to have been there. It was in a distant dream. Even in the bamboo forest, there is a similar atmosphere.

The ink centrifugal god shook. He slowly reached out his right hand. Press down the handprint towards the stone platform. It's very ordinary. But at the moment when I touched the mudra. Moli was as if he had been attacked by an electric current. I shuddered violently. Even the entire underground underworld has undergone a very strange change at this moment.

The stone platform changed again. There are wisps of sunshine that shroud the stone platform. It's like melting. Runes full of mystery rolled out from under the magma. Thousands of wisps are like a sea of fog and fog leaping. Some emerge from under the underground walls. Others emerge from the void. Even lava can ripple with lettering. Their arrangement is absolutely magical. Like an elf leaping into the air. It's like the sky is suspended in mid-air. It is extremely peaceful and serene.

But Moli couldn't do that. His eyes burned at the handwriting. Even the scepter in his storage bag burst out at this moment. And then linger in the many handwritings.

This is...... The wordless god of the Killer Divine Court. Moli was short of breath. His eyes were shining at the handwriting. Now it is really certain that this Vulcan must have an inextricable relationship with the Killer Divine Court. This is the most precious of days.

Oh, my God. This turned out to be a killing technique that the Killer Divine Court had hidden for countless years. How could it be here. The bald chicken exclaimed excitedly.

Perhaps the Killer Divine Court had already figured out a way out after it was destroyed. I just don't know if there are any remnants of the Killer God Court alive today. The fat Taoist priest said with a solemn face.

Forever to the present. There has always been a very magical legend circulating in the Killer Court. It is rumored that the heaven of the treasure of the town court is the lifeblood of the killer divine court. If you can cultivate to the peak. Able to carry out the most terrifying attacks. Even the gods who seem to be high above cannot guard against it.

And that year, he was exiled with this part of the day. Almost everywhere you go, there will be a bloody storm. Until in the end, it was over.

This one seems to be incomplete. It should have been forcibly torn apart. I don't know if that's the reason for so many corpses here. Mo Li muttered.

His eyes were extremely flat. But it has a special charm. It was as if what I saw in front of me was no longer dry handwriting. Instead, it was transformed into a terrifying move. Every move contains a fierce killing intention. Out of the blue.

Mo Li's heart is unconsciously in it. The magic recorded by the heavens is extremely mysterious. It's full of mystery. Every handwriting is filled with a palpitating aura. All of them are mixed in under the derivation of the Holy Law of Fighting.

It's a strange film. Although it is mutilated. Only the front part. But the power is still huge. Especially now that it has been derived and condensed by the Holy Law of Fighting. The advantages of the killing technique are infinitely expanded. Even its essence is absorbed. It has become the essence of Moli's own self.

Mo took a slow step forward. Every step is walking as you like. His palms flicked like cicada wings. It was as if hundreds or even thousands of strikes were made at the same moment. His shadow is everywhere in the void. That's the evolution of the art of killing. To transform into thousands. Be the best portrayal of him.

And almost at the moment when he successfully cultivated the Killer Divine Court Technique. In the distant star field, two rays of light comparable to the blazing sun suddenly bloomed. Straight into the sky. The beam contained terrifying runes. It's like substance. Extremely dazzling......