The body, thoughts, and artifacts attacked at the same time, and Mo Wen directly shook the three masters. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The ever-changing flesh body was the fastest, and in one step, it crossed a lot of space, and went straight to the front of the Void One, and with a wave of his arm, it was cut off like a razor.

Nothingness didn't dare to show weakness, his arm bent forward and hugged his elbow, and his elbow hit.

Bang!

There was an explosion at the place where they fell, and the two retreated at the same time.

I saw a crack open at the elbow of the void hand as if it were cracked, and the sharp qi continued to burst and tear the wound in it, even the ever-changing body could not heal for a while, and Mo Wen felt that at the heart, a powerful elbow rushed in, wanting to shatter his heart.

Obviously, as far as the blow just now, the two are evenly divided.

However, Mo Wen stepped into the ever-changing realm earlier than the Void One, and his experience was richer than that of the other party, and in the face of the other party's continuous energy through the void, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of evil smile, and the next moment he detonated his heart regardless of it, allowing that energy to impact him.

"Doomsday Ascending Dragon Road!"

And at the same time as the heart detonated, Mo Wen actually jumped forward, twisted his two arms, and directly turned into the second dragon of the ancestor and wrapped towards nothingness.

Nothingness's face changed, the Doomsday Ascending Dragon Dao was originally a move for the dragon clan to use their own and the enemy's power to die together, and he felt his own power in the double dragon that came directly to him. After the flesh stepped into the level of flesh and blood, the heart and head were no longer fatal parts, and Mo Wen gave up the blow of the heart, but at this time, he won half the battle.

He exhaled a long breath, and in the face of the blow of his and Mo Wen's combined efforts, Void retreated slightly without thinking, and then suddenly let out a crane roar from his mouth.

"Practice the shape of a crane, thousands of Panasonic two letters, I came to ask Wu Yu said, the clouds are in the blue sky and the water is in the bottle! Take me a trick, Songhe prolongs his life! ”

The body is like a crane not a crane, like a pine not a pine, the body of nothingness dances, and the hundred branches shake, forming a pair of immortals and wonderlands with undulating pine waves and cranes flying in the forest!

This is not an illusion, nor is it a divine will, but at this moment, the flesh and blood of nothingness evolve into a pine crane world.

Bang!

The Doomsday Ascending Dragon mixed with the shattered aura of the hero's end and the immortal aura represented by the pine crane collided together, blending and annihilating each other, spinning back and forth like the two sides of a coin, and the strong forces fought against each other and collided with each other, forming a distorted storm of destruction in the air in a short time.

At the same time, Mo Wen's Divine Soul and Asura also fought with the Minister of War and the Oneiroi Machine.

I saw Mo Wenshen's hands move, and eight crimson flame dragons flew out from his sleeves, connecting with each other's hands and tails, forming a large array and heading towards the Minister of War.

As his cultivation became more and more proficient, Mo Wen's application of the Eight Desolation Xuanhuo Array also reached an extreme, although there was no earth-shattering vision, but the firepower was even better than before, and there was a faint atmosphere of burning all things in heaven and earth.

"Long life without borders!"

Although from the current point of view, the power of Mo Wen's divine soul is the weakest link among the three, far less than the ever-changing flesh body and the king of artifacts, Asura, but it is still much stronger than the war minister among the three opponents, the other party played a burst of energy comparable to the leader's wife's self-explosion, but only killed three flame dragons, through the scattered sparks, the remaining five went directly to the head of the war minister.

His face changed slightly, and the Oneiroi machine, who was the same as the Minister of War, wanted to make a move, but unfortunately at this time, Asura also moved, and the roulette wheel behind him turned slightly, and hundreds of wild dragons poured out like a barrage.

However, in the face of this overwhelming attack, the Oneiroi Machine smiled indifferently, and a thousand emotions flashed in his eyes, joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow, joy, sorrow, joy, wind, snow, and moon, all in it, and then these emotions were intertwined into a big net, overwhelmingly surging towards the swarming dragon.

"There are thousands of human emotions, and the ups and downs of the world, what is the sea of suffering? The word love is the sea of bitterness! I have intertwined into a web with the feelings of all beings in heaven and earth, how can you break it with a dead thing? ”

With Oneiroi's mocking tone, the dragon that Asura played was actually entangled in the love web, like a bee caught by spider silk, and it couldn't break free at all.

The eternal light shone slightly in the palm of his hand, and the Oneiroi wanted to use the Eternal Kingdom to help the Minister of War block this blow.

It's a pity that before he could make a move, Mo Wen's spirit jumped suddenly, piercing straight into the love network from the side like a cannonball.

Like a long whale sucking water, all the love threads are sucked into the body wherever they pass.

"Eight Thunder Tribulations are just a means, will you be able to? Thousands of feelings around my fingertips, for my heaven and earth! ”

In a short period of time, a large amount of love silk was refined, and Mo Wen's soul instantly increased in strength, and as soon as he raised his hand, a sword that slashed the sky and the earth slashed straight towards the Dream God Machine, "Dream God Machine, you are too forgetful, weaving love silk into a net, it seems that it is not stained with red dust, but in fact, it is just a cower and escape, but I can refine the love silk, take it for my own use, and do whatever I want, this trick is that you lose!" ”

Comprehend the Immortal Emperor's way of cultivating the color and emptiness, and double cultivation with the heavenly sound, taking the opportunity to spy on the true meaning of the free, Mo Wen dare not say that he can see through all the dear love in the world, but at least he will no longer be annoyed by the slightest feeling, under a sword, he immediately beat the Dream God machine and retreated, and the eternal brilliance in the hands of the latter was broken and mended under the oppression, mended and broken, which was able to withstand it, but it was impossible to help the Minister of War.

It's just that as one of the eight ministers of the Central World, the Minister of War is not so easy to deal with, and without foreign aid, he has his own means.

"War Cloaks!"

With a long shout, the bright red robe on his body suddenly swelled, resisting the spurting fire dragon! The scorching flames burned to his robes, but there was not even a trace of scorching!

The War Clothes, as the armor of the Central World that can be as famous as the robe of Rulai, naturally has its extraordinary function, and the Eight Desolation Xuan Fire Dragon, which has been weakened and lost Mo Wen's support, is obviously helpless against it, and the five fire dragons surround the Minister of War like a long snake, but how can they not break through this layer of turtle shell.

However, as the top master of the Central World, the Minister of War also has his own pride, and he fought with Mo Wen's divine soul, but he was almost killed in one face, how could he bear it?

Trapped in the sea of fire, his body swelled, a chaos flashed in his eyes, and suddenly an extremely powerful Xiaoqian world appeared.

"War chaos in the world! Descent into nothingness! Kill Kill! ”

Accompanied by six killing words, this small world suddenly rolled up, swallowing the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons in one bite, in a trance, everyone present seemed to see a speckled starry sky, but this starry sky was extremely chaotic, and countless strange giants in it picked up the stars one by one, attacking the enemy like a projectile, fighting each other, fighting chaotically, endlessly.

The natal chaos primordial god and the clothes of war are intertwined with each other, and the whole body qi and blood are fused into a world, and the war minister's big hand suddenly suppressed all the ghosts and immortals present, and many people even subconsciously stopped the confrontation and looked at this chaotic and fantastic scene.

The entire battlefield, on one side is the storm of destruction stirred up by Mo Wen and Nothingness, on the other hand, Mo Wen's divine soul is constantly colliding with the Dream God Machine with the Heaven Opening Giant Sword, and on the other side is the chaotic world of the Minister of War, each of which can be called a peak duel, and that one move is enough to make everyone reminisce.

However, this is a battlefield, not a place for performance, and blood and death are the main theme.

"War Secretary beware!" *2

In one fell swoop, he broke through the containment of the Eight Desolations Xuanhuo Dragon, and before the Minister of War could calm down, he listened to the two of them drinking at the same time.

The Minister of War was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, a giant sword mixed with gold and dark brilliance slashed through the air, cutting straight through his entire war chaos world.

"No!"

Looking at the six pairs of eyes in the back of the world glowing red, and the two orbs of gold and darkness on the roulette wheel behind him were constantly spinning, the Minister of War only had time to let out an unwilling roar, and the whole person was beaten into a cloud of blood mist.

The battlefield fell silent at this moment, and everyone was dumbfounded, completely unexpecting that the Minister of War, who had just been in full swing, would be blown up in the blink of an eye.

Only Mo Wen showed a sneering smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at the war clothes that had become tattered after the fall of the Minister of War, and then he controlled Asura to grab it.

"Waste, the clothes of war in your hands are simply a pearl, let me use it again!"