At this time, all the people in the world who were watching the live satellite video were shocked and pinched a cold sweat for Mo Xiaochuan.

In particular, the bigwigs of Nanhaiyu in Huaguo stood up even more worriedly. looked at the picture nervously, and silently prayed for Mo Xiaochuan in his heart.

In the Mi Guosheng Palace, Limbak shouted excitedly. Is this Huaguo cultivator finally going to die?

At this time, Mo Xiaochuan entered an ethereal state, he tried to mobilize the true yuan power of his whole body, and the Zifu Yuan God also worked hard to communicate with Hongmeng Tower.

Hongmeng Pagoda may also have sensed the crisis of its master, and it spun rapidly within Mo Xiaochuan's Purple Mansion, releasing a purple brilliance with each rotation. These purple brilliance instantly penetrated into Mo Xiaochuan's internal organs, bones, muscles, and every cell in his body. A thin, purple protective film was formed on the surface of Mo Xiaochuan's body.

At the moment when the purple protective film was formed, Mo Xiaochuan's whole body suddenly relaxed. And the mountainside of Su Zhifeng is close at hand.

"From. Mo Xiaochuan shouted, raised his hands, and the missiles around him shot straight into the sky again.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle. "Originally, looking at Mo Xiaochuan, carrying a missile and about to hit Xu Zhifeng, the illusory snake head had a faint excitement. If the energy in that cultivator's body exploded together with the missile, Xu Zhifeng would definitely be blown up by the waist, and even if he couldn't get out of the predicament immediately, at least he could greatly shorten the time to get out of the predicament. When the time comes, he will first find a place to resume his cultivation, and then slaughter all the people in this world to vent his resentment that has been suppressed for thousands of years.

However, at the last moment, this young cultivator actually broke free from the suppression of his momentum, and saw that his hopes were about to be dashed, which made it how could it not be angry. And so, it began to hiss like crazy. At the same time as the roar, an illusory huge snake head appeared on top of the Holy Mountain, as well as the other seven guardian peaks around the Holy Mountain. It's just that the eight illusory snake heads that came out later are far more vague than the snake heads on Xu Zhifeng.

As soon as these snake heads appeared, they roared together towards Su Zhifeng's position. From the roar of those snake heads, sound waves that were invisible to the naked eye advanced in the direction of Su Zhifeng. The target of these sound waves is Mo Xiaochuan.

When the holy mountain and the nine huge snake heads guarding the eight peaks appeared at the same time, all the people of the Enslave country who saw this scene reverently and respectfully bowed down in the direction of the snake heads. From the frequency of their bodies shaking, you can see the excitement and trembling in their hearts.

The great god of Tiansang, the highest spiritual belief of their slave country, this legend has imperceptibly accepted all the deeds of the great god of Tiansang from the time they can remember. At the time, they just thought it was a legend, and in today's high-tech development, atheism has long filled everyone's mind. Therefore, the people of the Enslaved country, especially the young people, still retain a certain belief in the god of Tiansang, but their pious hearts are much less. But now, in their opinion, when the slave country was facing danger, when a young man who was said to be a god-like young man from the country of China was powerless to fight back, their Tiansang god finally appeared, and they were able to witness the Tiansang god fighting for the slave, which would become the most precious memory of their lives.

Mo Xiaochuan's divine sense could naturally see the powerful sonic attacks that came towards him. But he didn't have time to think about it now. I saw his body circling around the missile quickly, and in the process, Mo Xiaochuan kept carving something on the warhead of the missile, and the speed of the portrayal was very fast. It was only a matter of moments, and the portrayal was completed.

"Go ahead. After Mo Xiaochuan finished the portrayal, he gently brushed the missile's body, as if to appease a naughty child, and said softly.

The missile obediently left Mo Xiaochuan's side, and then rose into the air again, flying in one direction.

At this time, the missile that was thrown by Mo Xiaochuan to the Gulie base had just sounded the air defense alarm in Gulie, and in the incredible eyes of all the officers and soldiers of the entire Gulie base, in the jaw-dropping surprise, it exploded with a "boom", and at the same time, it caused a series of explosions of other weapons in the Gulie base, and in the blink of an eye, the Gulie base became history, and even the towns around the Gulie base were all damaged, most of the buildings were turned into ruins, and human lives were taken away. Of course, there are more than 156,000 officers and soldiers in the Gulie base, let alone survived, and it is difficult to find a complete corpse.

Inu Mitowara, who knelt down and worshiped the god of Tensan at the Sushi Peak Yin Master Shrine, fainted when he was notified. The importance of the Gureku base to the Venezuelan slave countries is self-evident. The destruction of the Gulie base means that the slave country has become an undefended country from now on, and if the slave country does not clamp its tail and behave, it may be attacked by the forces of other countries at any time, and it is no wonder that after hearing this, Inu Mitowara will be in a hurry and faint.

And Mo Xiaochuan, the initiator of all this, clenched his fists and smashed it fiercely towards the sonic attack surging around him at a speed like lightning.

The cultivation that was close to the middle stage of condensing stars, and the physical strength at the peak of the early stage of condensation was perfectly fused by Mo Xiaochuan.

With a punch, the ghosts are frightened, the space is shaken, and the darkness is broken.

Layers of empty sound folds advanced with Mo Xiaochuan's fist wind, and soon collided with the sound waves emitted by the nine illusory snake hairs.

Everything was so quiet, but a tornado with a diameter of about three meters suddenly broke out around Mo Xiaochuan. Mo Xiaochuan was in the center of the tornado, and the center of the tornado was not alarming. However, as long as the flowers, plants, trees, trees and other small objects on the peak of Suzhi are touched by the tornado, none of them will not be directly turned into powder.

The wind stopped for a while, and Mo Xiaochuan flew out of the tornado.

Above the sky, nine huge snake heads, like the Nine Heavens Demon Venerable, looked down on Mo Xiaochuan with the ferocity of the sky.

Mo Xiaochuan rose into the air, and it was not until he rose to the level of the snake's head that he glanced coldly at the snake's head in the direction of the holy mountain, and the indifference of those purple eyes actually made the illusory and vague snake's head on the holy mountain in a trance, and it almost didn't dissipate. This made him very angry, how many years, an ant in the distraction period dared to look at himself with this kind of eyes, this is the biggest shame in his life. If it weren't for the fact that his true body was suppressed under the holy mountain, he really wanted to swallow an arrogant young cultivator in one gulp.