The power in Xingtian's mind was originally cultivated from a peaceful life with the benevolence of heaven and earth, and in the face of this cruel battlefield, so many deaths actually allowed the autonomy to start running. Xingtian once again entered the realm of "enlightenment".

Manpower is sometimes poor, in the face of endless zombies, even if the soldiers are red-eyed, but gradually a little unable to resist, the corpses on the ground slowly extend towards the high wall, the zombies have impacted closer and closer, and finally the zombies still rushed to the wall, rows of grenades exploded at the foot of the wall, and the zombies didn't care at all, continued to pounce on the high wall, fortunately, the zombies did not climb the place, they could only continue to squeeze under the city wall. Kill like a live target.

But the old man on the city wall did not relax because of this, his eyes were always very solemn, and a row of quietly standing figures suddenly appeared in the distance in the sky, guarding a person in the middle with a fire all over his body. The old man's eyebrows froze, "It's still here, Emperor Mo." “

What the old man is most worried about is that if it is just these ordinary zombies, although there are many of them, human beings still have the power to protect themselves, but in the face of high-level zombies, thermal weapons have lost their role.

Mo stood there quietly, just standing there, it brought a lot of pressure to the old man, "This guy's strength has increased again," the old man felt the kind of aura emanating from Mo, and his heart was even more uneasy. In the past, the two fought each other, and the old man was at a disadvantage, but now the opponent's strength has obviously increased, and this time I am afraid that I will not be able to resist it. The old man couldn't help but look at Xingtian, and then shook his head, although he had heard Zhou Xinyi talk about Xingtian's strength, the old man still didn't think that Xingtian had the strength to compete with Mode.

A piercing scream came out of Mo De's mouth, and the zombies who had been rushing towards the high wall of the base all stopped and retreated to Mo's side, where they merged into a sea of zombies, and the soldiers stopped shooting, watching this strange scene. Mo flew from the flat ground to the sky, looked at the old man and said, "Hand over the human who killed the four kings beside me, and this battle can be stopped today." The old man smiled helplessly and said: "If you need to hand him over to survive, the base can't even shelter a person, how can you shelter everyone inside, there is no peace between humans and zombies, will you let go of the humans in the base?" Jokes, battles. After speaking, he wanted to fly into the air from the city wall to meet Mo, but at this time, a hand was on the old man's shoulder, "The old man is the hope of the people in the Qincheng base, and there is no room for loss, so let's come, after all, the other party is coming for me." The old man looked back at the voice, it was Xingtian who had retreated from the realm of "enlightenment", Xingtian withdrew the hand on the old man's shoulder, and smiled at the old man, but there was firmness in his eyes. The old man nodded after a little hesitation, and said, "Be careful, I'm not sure I can deal with this guy." Xing Tian nodded, stopped talking, looked up at the ink flying in the air and said, "Aren't you looking for me?" Then I will fulfill you. With that, he jumped off the wall and came to the center of the battlefield.

"Look for death." Mo saw the arrival of Xingtian, the flames that wrapped the whole body swelled, as soon as he raised his hand, a flame flew towards Xingtian, Xingtian Shura force came out through the body, forming a layer of shield on the surface of the body, seeing the flames flying, the whole person quickly moved sideways, the flames flew over Xingtian's body and exploded, blasting the ground out of a huge pit, and Xingtian, who had Shura force's body, also felt a burning pain, his left arm was already red, looking at the huge pit on the ground, the soldiers on the city wall were a little trembling, if this time it was released against the city wall, This high wall is nothing more than tofu, and it must have been blasted. Xingtian also stared at him, just a simple hand-to-hand, Xingtian realized the horror of ink, looking at the other party's casual appearance, there is no use for all his strength at present, but even so, the power is also Xingtian can't resist, "can't resist," Xingtian secretly thought, but the other party is flying in the air, and he is simply the target of being beaten alive, and he can't hit the other party at all. And Ink is like a cat playing with a mouse: 'Oh, it's quite fast, and you can dodge, so I'll see how you dodge.' After speaking, the left and right hands waved at the same time, with the wave of both hands, a ball of flames flew towards Xingtian, Xingtian watched the movements of the ink intently, judging the direction of the flames, the strength of the whole body was mobilized, constantly dodging the frontal impact of the flames, and the speed of the flames emitted by the ink was too fast, and the number was too much, and finally there was a ball of flame that hit Xingtian, the dodging Xingtian was hit hard, the whole person was smashed into the ground, and the ground was smashed out of a huge pit, and the flames were burning around, "But so, With such a little strength, dare to kill my four kings? Mo said disdainfully in the air, and then looked up at the old man, "Today, don't even think about living, I'm going to slaughter the Qincheng base to pay tribute to the four kings." As he spoke, he wanted to attack the base, "Mo, don't you think you're invincible, aren't you afraid that I will die with you?" The old man said, "Boom, old man, do you think this trick can still threaten me?" Mo looked at the old man disdainfully and said, "Can I threaten you, just try it, even if you can't die together, I don't think you will feel good." The old man said categorically, there was a touch of determination in his eyes, and the old man's body began to swell, the sea behind the base suddenly surged, and a dark cloud spread from the sea to the base. Little by little, the dark clouds began to squeeze towards the ink. Mo Leng snorted and said, "Old fellow, I said that this move is useless to me this time," and then beckoned, the high-level zombies on the ground formed a strange formation, and a trace of energy visible to the naked eye flew towards the Mo Emperor, and after the Mo Emperor received these energies, the flames around him rose again, covering half of the sky, and the violent flames continued to devour and evaporate the dark clouds in the sky, and a mocking voice came from the ink sky, "See, old fellow, your fighting style can't get close to me at all." The old man was already a bloody man at this time, and he couldn't open his mouth to speak at all, and when he was about to blow himself up and deliver the strongest blow, a firm voice came, "Mo, your opponent is me." Seeing Xingtian, who was smashed into the ground just now, he didn't know when he was standing under the ink, and as he spoke, gold gathered in his eyes, and then, the corners of Xingtian's mouth opened his eyes with a smile, and the sky and earth were full of golden light.