Seeing a large number of clansmen being slaughtered by a few intruding supremes, the killing intent in the hearts of the elders of the Mao Wen clan was completely released, and the tyranny hidden deep in their bones turned into a real evil qi, instantly strangling all the living beings within a radius of hundreds of zhang.

The momentum of the Red Crystal Horn Thorn Beast Elder reached the peak, almost comparable to the momentum of the First Four Tribulations Shengang Supreme Force, and the faces of the King of Tribulation and the others all changed.

They had long heard that the combat power of the innate race would skyrocket to a terrifying level under the posture of decisive death, but they did not expect that they would be able to cross a great realm in the Supreme Realm.

Compared with the Four Tribulations Shengang Supreme and the Three Tribulations, Mo Kan is only one level higher, but it is crushing and one-sided for the battle situation.

There was a large purple-red flame burning around the elder of the Mao Wen clan, and the red crystal horn above his head suddenly became transparent, and the color of smoke and haze could be faintly seen in it.

"It's not good, run away, this old monster is going to release the forbidden killing tricks of the Mao Wen clan!"

Tu Longhai, the deputy city lord of the City of Sanctuary, had a great change in his complexion, and he had lived in the Sandstorm Black Sea for a long time, and of course he knew the precursors of the release of some forbidden methods of this race.

The coercion of the Four Tribulations Divine Gang Supreme made them feel invincible, and the six streamers separated at the time, wanting to escape from the forbidden killing range of the elders of the Mao Wen clan.

"If you can't escape, you will be buried with the young sons of my sect!"

A hoarse voice spat out from the mouth of the elder of the Mao Wen clan, his claws intertwined, carving all kinds of divine imprints in the void, and the space in all directions distorted.

This is one of the mother nests of the Mao Wen clan, and the ban was arranged by the ancestral beast himself, and he only needs a sacrifice of the king blood of the Mao Wen clan to completely ban the big array and limit this group of troublemakers to the nest**.

At the same time, with the help of the power of the formation, he directly transferred the tens of thousands of remnants of the clan in the brood, and with the heirs of the clan, he had no way to let go of his hands and feet to fight with the Supreme.

When the last young Mao Wen cub disappeared in front of him, the Red Crystal Horn Thorn Dire Beast Elder grinned, and his deep eyes unrestrainedly released the verdict of death.

"Lava Strangulation!"

With a hoarse roar of rage, the color of the smoke in the horn above his head suddenly evaporated, accompanied by the rushing molten slurry that suddenly appeared within a radius of thousands of feet.

There are tens of thousands of degrees of blazing temperature scorching everything, and in the face of the high temperature that can easily incinerate refined iron, even the high-grade magic weapon can't hold up for a few breaths.

"Damn, is this old ghost crazy, it's a way of fighting that ends up together!"

The originally gloomy face of the King of Zao Luo was congested, and he had just beaten the elder of the Maowen clan with his attack supreme weapon, and at this time, the old monster's counterattack against him was more and more terrifying.

In the face of the twisted molten molten mass that splashed everywhere and easily scorched the space, Rao is the supreme of the ages rushed to his scalp and felt numb, for fear of being contaminated.

"Rob the Palm!"

At the critical time, he didn't care much, mobilized the supreme mana in the dantian, and turned into a purple giant palm with a size of dozens of zhang, which stood directly in front of him.

The hot molten torrent collided with the purple Tribulation Palm, and the laws of red and purple were intertwined, directly cracking the space bombardment, and the surging chaotic qi gushed out, stirring up the battle situation even more tragically.

The face of the King of Zai Luo changed wildly, and in order to save his life, he simply threw his natal supreme weapon Mo Luo Tianlun into the depths of the void and fixed the space in front of him.

The raging molten lava continued to impact everything, and the Supreme Law imprint on the surface of the Moro Heavenly Wheel shone brightly, which could freeze the void, and evolved an invisible wall to block the indestructible Rong Jiange.

Beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his cheeks, and the eyes of the King of Zara were full of horror and fear.

"It's a big loss, it's really a big loss! Although the supreme weapon can resist this molten slurry, it is also suffering from the erosion of this fire path supreme power, and if you want to repair the damage after this battle, it will take at least dozens of years. ”

After the heart palpitations of the King of Tribulation, it was an incomparably painful flesh, his Moro Heavenly Wheel was just a Tribulation Supreme Weapon, and it was naturally impossible to resist a forbidden method comparable to the Four Tribulations Shengang Supreme Unscathed.

In order to present a letter of nomination to King Nagaro Tianzun, he was considered to have lost his blood this time.

"Help, help, help, save me, Lord Rao!"

A terrible cry came from the corner of the Maowen tribe's lair, and as soon as the king turned around, he saw Pu Dongliu and the others resisting the tide of hot molten molten with the help of a round orb.

The three Dao Monarchs and more than a dozen Great True Cultivators barely saved their lives with the help of that extraordinary orb.

However, the forbidden methods released by a Four Tribulation Divine Gang powerhouse were so terrifying, and the mana of Pu Dongliu and the others was constantly consumed like a flood unloading the sluice.

In a maximum of twenty breaths, the mana of more than ten of them will be consumed, and it will still be difficult to escape death at that time.

"These idiots aren't dead?"

The corners of King Luo's eyes twitched, and after hesitating for a few breaths, he had no choice but to use the forbidden technique to pull Pu Dongliu over, as for the other dozen or so, he couldn't take care of it.

Without Pu Dongliu, the Dao Monarch at the peak of the Yao Light Wheel, the remaining Nagaro people roared wildly, unable to support the enchantment any longer, and were instantly engulfed by the rolling heat wave.

In the outside world, Dao Monarch and Great True Person, who can call for wind and rain and control several stars, seem so powerless and fragile in the face of the anger of a Four Tribulation God.

The red-hot molten slurry ravaged half a cup of tea before slowly receding, and the King of Ra looked at the unrecognizable Moro Wheel that had been burned beyond recognition, and gasped.

The supreme law imprint on the surface of the Moro Heavenly Wheel has almost been wiped out, and if this tyrannical forbidden law lasts for another stick of incense, I am afraid that his supreme weapon will be invalidated.

"The strength of this old monster is so strong, the possibility of joining forces to defeat it is too small!"

The King of Tribulation glanced around with a cold face, looking at the figure in the northeast corner that was pierced by the huge rock like a mountain peak, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't help but scream.

It was an alien supreme who escaped into the lair of the Mao Wen clan later, under the strangulation of the lava of Fang Cai, he could not survive half a cup of tea without the supreme weapon, and was directly burned into charcoal by the blazing heat.

Although the supreme body is powerful, it is not immortal and indestructible, and the tens of thousands of degrees of high temperature and the killing runes that the elders of the Maowen clan mixed into the molten slurry still wiped out the imprint of this supreme primordial god after all.

"Supreme, an eternal supreme was annihilated like this?"

In an instant, a vision descended from the sky, a mirage like a sea of blood in Shura emerged, and a rumbling thunder came from the sky, and the black sea, known as the sandstorm of eternal drought, actually rained blood the size of a thumb.

After a few breaths, blood poured down, and a ray of mournful music came out of the clouds, like the sound of a ghost's roar.

The powerhouses of all parties far away in the sandstorm black sea looked at the depths of the sandstorm black sea in shock, and the fall of the Dao Monarch in the Jedi would not cause such a vision of heaven and earth together.

Unless... The Supreme of the Ages has died!

(End of chapter)