Another day passed.

Mo Yihan is skinny and bones, and at first glance it looks exactly like a zombie who cheated the corpse...... His shriveled old face smiled grimly, and the essence and blood all over his body were actually absorbed by the Dan Furnace.

"Good baby, good element...... 200 years ago, I refined the first Yuan Weapon, and it was a grand event in the entire Shenwei Imperial Court...... That sword, absorbing fifty percent of my essence blood, took 16 hours, and it was already outstanding, making tens of thousands of Zhuji's eyes red. ”

"And this Yuan Weapon, which has absorbed eighty percent of my essence blood, has gone through a day and a night, and is still churning, which is worthy of being the Heavenly Chosen Instrument cast by Zixia Zhenji as the embryo and costing 360 pieces of Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasure...... On the day my divine soldier is born, there will be no more yuan weapons in the world, hahaha. ”

The clouds are steaming, the purple gas is rolling, the spiritual mist is dense, gathering but not dispersing, such as the colorful phoenix, such as the unicorn, and like the 10,000-year-old turtle.

"Auspicious gathering, this is a rare vision of heaven and earth in a thousand years...... Hahahaha!"

Mo Yihan's voice was hoarse, and his dim eyes had even collapsed to the deepest part of his eye socket, almost falling into the skeleton, which was eerie and terrifying.

......

Zhao Chu crossed his knees and closed his eyes, pressing on the 'stele' with one hand, as the rolling blood poured in, the 'stele' became more and more condensed, and the names of heroes shone with an incomparable brilliance, making the heavens and the earth golden.

At the same time, Zhao Chu was short of breath, and the 'stele' contained a surging power, which seemed to be able to directly tear the sky, and this power was like the most enchanting demon girl in the world, seducing Zhao Chu's mind.

He couldn't wait to try the power of this heaven and earth, the 'monument' of mileage.

"It's going to be over soon...... Old pickles, whether it is life or death, we will win or lose with one move. ”

Zhao Chu's pupils were scarlet, and he seemed to be able to drip blood.

Mo Yihan is worthy of being a Jindan powerhouse that has been brewing for 200 years, although the abutment has been broken, but the strand of essence blood is comparable to Zhao Chu's Zixia True Foundation.

The spirit body is also worthy of being the son of Cangtian, although the inscription is not as good as the Zixia Zhenji, but it is not much weaker...... But it must be clear how much effort Zhao Chu put in for this Zixia True Foundation, and by chance, the inscription True Base does not even exist in shackles.

People are more angry than people.

Calm!

As the last drop of essence blood irrigation ended, Zhao Chu took a deep breath and entered a state of emptiness and calm.

The most earth-shattering moves are often brewed in the most peaceful environment.

The heart is like a dry well, everything is not sad, whether it is life or death, fight with life.

......

Outside.

Mo Yihan's drooping eyelids suddenly opened, and a golden light was like a raging flame, making the air blazing.

It's done!

After 200 years of painstaking arrangement, the Heavenly Chosen Yuan Instrument was finally refined.

How many desperate days and nights, Mo Yihan's heart has never wavered, he firmly believes that he is the chosen son of this life.

The heavens treat me well.

With trembling hands, Mo Yihan swallowed his saliva fiercely, unprecedentedly nervous.

Thundered!

The opening method of the Cold Fire Dan Furnace, he memorized it like a stream, but at this moment, he made a mistake...... The second magic trick fell, and in a monstrous loud sound that destroyed the world and the earth, the Cold Fire Divine Furnace suddenly opened.

The purple glow is monstrous and the golden light is shining.

It seemed that the whole world was soaked in the brilliant and vast glow, like a miracle descending.

Mo Yihan trembled, and his whole face was illuminated into a deep purple and gold color...... He was expectant, eager, and his heart was beating.

Finally!

A huge 'monument' that was two people tall slowly floated out of the Dan furnace.

Like a giant sword in the sky, above the 'stele', the most primordial power of heaven and earth has evolved, making the three thousand rules surrender, the ten worlds tremble, and the entire sky is screaming.

"It's ...... This is...... This is the 'instrument' of heaven and earth?"

"Ancient heavy weapons, 'ding', 'stele', 'bell', 'hexagram'...... I actually got one of the heavy weapons, the 'stele'?"

Mo Yihan was dumbfounded, and he actually sat on the ground, crying bitterly.

"Master, you once said that I am selfish and narrow-minded, unable to conform to the way of heaven, and Yuanying is the limit...... You open the dog's eyes and see clearly...... I've got the Ancient Weapon, I've got the Monument of Mileage. ”

"100,000 years from now, who would dare to say that I am narrow-minded. Those who have obtained heavy weapons, carry the common people's social grass, and have eternal mercy in their hearts, are those who have great ambitions, great opportunities, and great abilities......"

"Hahaha...... Hahaha......"

Mo Yihan was dismantled, like a complete madman.

He trembled his palms and circled the 'monument' more than a dozen times, his steps were vain, excited and mixed with deep awe.

"The 'monument' of mileage...... Come back quickly!"

After a full ten minutes, Mo Yihan tidied up his clothes a little and solemnly raised his arm...... This is the trick of manipulating the elemental weapon, he has been unfamiliar for 200 years, but he has never forgotten it.

5 seconds!

10 seconds!

40 seconds!

One minute!

Time passes...... It's a pity that the 'stele' does not move at all.

Mo Yihan's heart was cold, something was wrong...... There is no sense of blood connection at all.

Whoosh whoosh!

At this moment, the alarm suddenly appeared, a strong wind whistled behind him, Mo Yihan's scalp suddenly numb, and the iron plate not far away suddenly broke through the air, trying to support him to take off.

It's a pity it's late!

It's all in the lightning......

Cloth!

Mo Yihan turned his head, and within his line of sight, he could only see the overwhelming cloth...... These cloths contain a rich aura, rising to the sky, like a white silk of death, covering the entire heavenly vault.

"Oops!"

His heart was beating and he was about to dodge.

On the soles of the feet, they are wrapped in a plain cloth.

Whoosh whoosh!

After a few breaths, Mo Yihan's mind was still blank, and it was wrapped around hundreds of pieces of cloth.

Tight!

Before he could come back to his senses, the cloth wrapped around him, contracted wildly, and the crunching of his bones was unbearable...... At this time, Mo Yihan also saw an unforgettable scene.

The corpse in front of him, which had lost its vitality, was recovering its qi and blood at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

Purple thunder rolled, and the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked.

Purple glow exploded on Zhao Chu's body like fireworks, and his skin and flesh recovered quickly.

In less than a minute, Zhao Chu's complexion was ruddy, his pupils were calm, and his blood was rolling like Hong Zhong Dalu, like a landslide and tsunami, like a waterfall in the sea, staring at himself indifferently.

The indifferent eyes were like looking at a ...... Corpse!

A moment can make the difference between life and death.

Mo Yihan was a super powerhouse who had dominated the Shenwei Imperial Court 200 years ago, and he calmed down in an instant.

He gritted his teeth, and exerted the power of Yuan Magnetism to the extreme.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

In an instant, the entire heaven and earth seemed to be enveloped by a layer of mysterious Yuan Magnetic Power.

Countless metal beepers, and then, all kinds of metals were overwhelming, and they frantically rushed towards this side, like locusts with no end in sight.

Zhao Chu's face did not change, and the flowing wind step was used to the extreme, strolling leisurely in the sky of metal attacks, but the eyes became more indifferent...... On the other side, Mo Yihan manipulated countless metals and attacked him as well.

Bound by a cloth all over the sky, it is getting tighter and tighter, and if the time drags on too long, he may be strangled to death.

Manipulating the metal and bombarding himself is even more unsparing, it is simply hysterical...... Mo Yihan was not afraid of metal, and he was bound to cut Su Bu away with a single blow.

"You shouldn't expose your weaknesses and shortcomings too early, giving me time to calculate. ”

The erratic, yet indifferent voice in the air sounded behind Mo Yihan.

At the same time, an emerald green spirit needle, mixed with a spirit thread, came madly...... Spiritual Stitching.

This spirit needle is made of cold bamboo, compared to the metal spirit needle, toughness and durability have weaknesses, but the advantage is that the raw material is not difficult to find...... Zhao Chu was in the Ayaluo Courtyard that day, participated in Liu Lao's bet, and got a box of 12 sticks.

He thought that these bamboo needles were useless, and in the battlefield without regrets, even the blank of the black dumpling elephant could not be broken.

Who knows, facing the almost invincible Yuan Magnetic Dou Turning Body today, it turned out to be the key to success or failure.

The Yuan Magnetic Bucket rotates, can control all metals, and the physical body and the metal bucket turn to the stars, and it is almost an immortal body.

Shout...... Click!

The bamboo needles were dotted on Mo Yihan's neck, and it turned out to be a direct break, and the latter's entire neck showed an eerie metallic luster.

"Hmph...... At a young age, you have a vicious heart, do you think that this little bamboo needle can break the old man's Yuan Magnetic Bucket Turn? Presumably, it is not easy for you to control these cloths, and when the old man breaks this cloth, it is when you disembowel, and your body is broken. ”

Mo Yi smiled coldly, his pupils flashing with monstrous anger.

The metals he controlled were just mortal iron, and it was a little difficult to cut through the spirit cloth, but Mo Yihan was confident, it was just a matter of time.

He hated Zhao Chu to the bone.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect the bamboo needle to kill you, but I didn't give up and tried it. ”

Zhao Chu shook his head and shook his sleeves!

Woohoo!

In the next breath, five bamboo needles flashed out one after another, and this time, he did not assassinate Mo Yihan again, but wrapped the latter's plain cloth...... Embroidery.

In an instant, more than a dozen defensive formations were complete, and on top of the plain cloth, nine-colored neon lights rose and fell.

After a few minutes...... 215 defensive formations, completed.

And the metals controlled by Mo Yihan could no longer shake the defensive array on top of Su Bu.

"Dog thief...... You're a spirit seamster, and it's a shame that you're able to come up with such a vicious trick. ”

Mo Yihan was wrapped in layers of nine-colored neon robes, and he couldn't move...... Not to mention those mortal irons, even spiritual weapons are difficult to cut easily.

At the same time, his heart shook violently.

Nine Colored Ayaluo, if you can do this step, you can call it a genius spirit sewinger, how old is this guy!

On the other side, although Zhao Chu looked relaxed, he was also churning with huge waves in his heart.

Mo Yihan is worthy of being a former Jindan powerhouse, and the power that erupted at that moment just now was definitely not weaker than Lu Xiu, who was still in the foundation building period.

With his cultivation and experience, he blessed this Yuan Magnetic Bucket Turn, which was much stronger than ordinary foundation building.

"Give me a strangled end, to death!"

With a flick of his fingers, under Zhao Chu's control, those plain cloths that flashed with nine-colored neon shrank again. Mo Yihan's face was red, his pupils were spitting out, and his face was full of shocking bursting blood vessels.

Bang!

Suddenly, a hole exploded in his neck.

The metal throat continued to breathe air.

"Little ghost, if you count on strangling me, you can give up...... If the dignified Yuan Magnetic Bucket turns around and is killed by a mere Qi Refining Realm, I will also die too breathlessly...... In the face of your realm, the old man is immortal. ”

The vocal cords are ruptured, and the voice is hoarse and unpleasant.

Mo Yihan despised Zhao Chu, he had nothing to fear, as long as there was enough time, after Zhao Chu's spiritual power was exhausted, it would be the latter's death.

Thundered!

However, as soon as his words fell, the 'monument' that he had been worshiping for a long time directly rose to the sky, and then smashed it down.

The sky collapsed, the earth collapsed.

A three-zhang deep pit is shocking.

At the bottom of the pit, half of Mo Yihan's head was smashed, and only one eye was left flashing with hatred.

Heaven Heavy Weapon!

Why can you be controlled by him!