The fire and fire ten trillion death burial array, the move to summon the soul of the dead under the knife to besiege the opponent, in the four styles of Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekoku, the strength of this move itself is actually not strong, although the number of those black skeletons that are evoked is numerous, but at best it is the level of an ordinary god of death, and it is not much use against real masters, but since it can be ranked as one of the four styles, it must also have its advantages.

First of all, this move is to evoke the soul of the dead under the knife of Yuan Liu Zhai, it can be said that most of the people who bear this move will face the corpses of their former companions, which will undoubtedly have a great impact on the opponent's mind, and it will inevitably reveal flaws, secondly, although the aroused bones do not have much attack power, but the number of mountains and fields is enough to consume a lot of strength and energy of the opponent, and the most important point, Mo Wen, who has read the original work, feels that this move is to cooperate with the last style of the 'Residual Fire Knife. The North-Heaven and Earth Ashes' and the razor, that incomparably swift knife, if you stumble over these corpses, you will never be able to escape.

But if Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekoku wanted to use this trick to deal with Mo Wen, he had the wrong idea.

Looking at the dense bones that staggered towards him like black ants, Mo Wen's mouth showed a disdainful smile.

He raised his right hand in the air and whispered, "Eternal glory!" ”

The color of the heavens and the earth changed, but the sea of clouds that originally hovered around the Northern Darkness Kunpeng changed color, and the brilliance continued to flow, and finally it was like a mirror, reflecting another world.

The next moment, that world overturned, swallowing Mo Wen, Yuan Liuzhai and the entire Ten Trillion Death Burial Array.

Eternal glory. The last of Mo Wen's six main blades is the sword that symbolizes Mo Wen's past experience, and it is also the glorious swastika form that besieged them in Jingle Chunshui before.

This is the only one of the six swords that is a pure auxiliary sword. In the form of the beginning of the solution, it is to form a fantasy based on Mo Wen's past experience of the battlefield as a template, Mo Wen can hide in the figure of any character, and under the form of the swastika solution, the ability of this sword is to restore a certain range of the environment that Mo Wen has experienced, that is to say, in addition to the falsehood of the character, this sword has shaped another world.

At first glance, this swastika doesn't seem to be of much use. But among all the knives, Mo Wen values this handle the most, he does not lack simple attack treasures, and the auxiliary effect of eternal glory is almost against the sky. As long as Mo Wen was in this illusion, he and his men could freely exchange appearances with any of them, and this large-scale unguardable illusion was enough to give any storage a headache. In the end, he hated Mo Wen's subordinates. Just imagine, when you slash a guy who looks like a leader, but among those miscellaneous soldiers, there are suddenly several masters who are not inferior to you to make a sneak attack, that can achieve the effect is definitely not to be underestimated, and to break this illusion, you either smash this space with at least ten times more power than Mo Wen, or kill all the creatures in this illusion and force Mo Wen to appear in a battle. Mo Wen has nothing to say about the former, and the difference in strength is ten times. If it is broken, it will be recognized, and if you want to kill all the living beings, Mo Wen can only laugh, you must know that the world that Mo Wen has experienced in the world with a population of tens of millions is not one or two, it is not easy to kill them, and with the progress of Mo Wen's strength, the world of eternal glory will become bigger and bigger, and in the end, even as long as Mo Wen is strong enough, he can shape the entire planet.

But today, Mo Wen used another use of Eternal Glory to deal with Yamamoto Yuan Yanagi Chongguo, making it the first 'sacrifice' in the Infinite God Throne Sword Domain.

Hundreds of millions of tons of seawater slanted down, like a pitch-black canopy, directly slapping Yuan Liuzhai and his fire ten trillion dead burial array on the deep seabed.

The majestic gravity, the incomparably strong water pressure, if it weren't for Yuan Liuzhai's body being quite strong, it is estimated that he would be crushed into slag at this time, but the black bones under his hands were not so lucky, one by one either they were crushed into powder, or they slowly sank into a deeper seabed, known as the ten trillion death burial array, in front of the deep and vast sea, not even a trace of waves splashed, and they returned to the underworld again.

Gritting his teeth and looking at the scattered bones that were gradually swallowed by the sea, Yuan Liuzhai gritted his teeth slightly, but he swam upwards without looking back, without thinking too much, he could understand how unfavorable the situation in front of him was, even the strongest and oldest remnant fire sword in the hot system could not evaporate the entire sea.

Kicking with both feet, rushing faster and faster, seeing that Captain Yamamoto was about to rush out of the sea, the calm sea water suddenly rioted, in the dark sea, the outline of a behemoth was getting clearer and clearer, the looming, I don't know how many miles of huge body, just the part that could be seen clearly was already huge and jaw-dropping.

The Northern Darkness Kunpeng, although it is only a swastika of the Mo Wen Slashing Sword, is not a real Kunpeng, but it can undoubtedly move in the air, and it is also unimpeded in the sea, no, it can even be said to be more like a fish in water.

With the huge body moving left and right, the huge mouth opened and closed up and down, and Yuan Liuzhai felt that several huge whirlpools appeared beside him, left or right, and they were about to tear him apart directly, and one after another blood marks broke apart from the strong body.

"Don't underestimate the old man!"

The whole face turned red because of Kunpeng's troubles, and Captain Yamamoto screamed.

"The pride of the sky, the iron city wall, the dragon, the lion's roar, the tiger's roar, the wolf's run, before the collapse of the heaven and earth, the eighty-one of the way. Break the air! ”

Pitch-black walls appeared around Yuan Liuzhai, blocking the surrounding suction outside, although it didn't take long for these walls to be shattered by the tail of the Northern Darkness Kunpeng, but Yuan Liuzhai took this opportunity to rush out of the sea.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Half-kneeling on the surface of the sea, Yamamoto coughed loudly, spitting out all the seawater that had poured into his mouth because of his singing in the sea, and he looked like a wolf, and he couldn't even care about where he was.

But the next moment, a somewhat playful voice came into his ears.

"Welcome to my world, welcome to the Adriatic Sea, Captain Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekoku!"

Under the faint moonlight, a young man stood quietly above the void, and on the vast and silent sea behind him, ships with ice crystal sculptures were breaking through the waves, surrounding Yamamoto in the middle of the fleet, and the expressionless nuns on the fleet were walking back and forth, and with the young man's words, everyone turned their faces to Captain Yamamoto.

What kind of faces are they, although each one is more different, but none of them reveal an expression other than numbness, and there is no trace of human emotion in those empty eyes.

Rao is holding the hottest slashing knife in the corpse soul realm, and under the gaze of so many strange eyes, Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekoku still feels a chill in his heart.

And at this moment, the sea behind him suddenly bulged, and then a huge behemoth jumped out of the sea and swallowed it towards him with a mountain of power—

"Mercedes, Frozen Cloud!"

Cutting the three-bladed sword horizontally, the deputy captain of the fourth team, Hu Che Yongyin, helplessly looked at the naughty black cat in front of him, jumped on his own knife, calmly jumped to the wall on the other side, and then continued to escape, that leisurely and calm appearance, so that Yongyin couldn't help but begin to doubt his strength, even if it was the fourth team of the medical team, but as the deputy captain, he couldn't even catch a cat that was messing with and stealing medicine, which was really too much to say.

"Captain?!" Seeing that the two of them were getting farther and farther away from their team building, and there were still many patients in the ward who needed treatment, Yongyin couldn't help but look back at his captain, the pitiful expression was mixed with a trace of emptiness, obviously a series of blows had made the already timid and introverted vice captain unbearable, and wanted to let his captain take action, or simply give up, although the medicine in the black cat's mouth was precious, but the team still had a little stock.

Unexpectedly, the captain, who has always been 'caring' about each of his patients, frowned slightly this time, looked at the black cat that continued to flee thoughtfully, still kept his pace unhurriedly, and continued to chase, Yongyin had no choice but to continue to follow.

After a while, the two of them came to the entrance of a pitch-black tunnel, and then the cat took the potion in its mouth, and glanced back at the two of the four teams humanely, but they got into it one by one, and on the top of the pitch-black tunnel hung a huge plaque: Central Room 46. (To be continued......)

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