Mo Tian raised his head, his eyes were like knives, and he said slowly: "The person I want to kill, even if you are Xitian Rulai, you can't save him!"

As he spoke, from his eyes as blue as the sea, two more blue flames suddenly appeared at the same time, and in the darkness surrounded by demon tides and crowds, these two blue flames were like lights that suddenly lit.

It was even bigger than the flames that burned slowly on the three-legged snow clam, like two fire dragons, unwilling to be dark, and broke through the sky and crashed into the huge palm that fell from the sky.

There was a loud bang, echoing at the foot of Lingshan for a long time.

"Amitabha, Lord Mo Shi, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, why do you have to be like this. Between the collision of this energy, the huge Buddha body of Rulai moved back slightly by an inch, and Mo Tian, who was still holding the three-legged snow clam in his hand, stepped back three steps in a row before he stood firm.

"Great monk, settle the accounts with you slowly, or rather, you can't help it now. ”

Mo Tian took a step forward, and his body was like a fire god who had descended into the world.

The three-legged snow clam held in Mo Tian's hand could no longer make a sound, because the blue flames had burned into his mouth, and every muscle in his body was trembling in pain.

"Well, you still won't say it? What a hard bone, huh. ”

"Woo" (I can't open my mouth, how can I say it?) The three-legged snow clam is not only physically painful, but also mentally suffocated by Mo Tian, even if it asks me to beg for mercy, let me open my mouth!

At this moment, the blue fire had burned out the tongue of the three-legged snow clam, and it tried its best to grow its mouth, and everyone saw the blue fire burning in its mouth. I feel creepy!

"Brother Mo......" Bai Xiaobee said weakly behind his back. He ...... I can't seem to speak. ”

Mo Tian noticed that the snow clam's tongue had been completely burned by the blue fire, and even if it wanted to beg for mercy, it couldn't beg for mercy. Mo Tian was still surprised just now. Why is this snow clam so hard all of a sudden, can it be that he will take refuge in my Buddha as soon as he is illuminated by the Buddha's light.

"Can't speak?" Mo Tian thought for a moment before he said, "It's okay, I'll take out his soul and torture it again." ”

Mo Tian's words made the three-legged snow clam, which originally thought that he could feel at ease, was instantly scared to death and came back to life.

Mo Tian's extremely casual words made everyone around them jump a few more times. I almost forgot that this was the origin of the god-killing god. Director of the Hell Art Museum. What he is best at is dealing with souls.

Cultivators know that the power of the soul is unfathomable, and even the three great human beings are not deeply involved in this aspect. And in this world. The person with the most authority on the soul is probably the young man in front of him, dressed in casual clothes.

Oh my God, kill me! tell you whatever you want to know, the antidote. Neither do I!!

Just now he was bent on death. Now he doesn't even dare to die. Because the existence of the soul form, without the barrier of the body, will magnify the pain infinitely! This is the case with some soul refining techniques in human beings.

So as soon as he heard Mo Tian still ask his soul, the three-legged snow clam only felt that a basin of cold water was pouring down from head to toe! His body trembled like a sieve.

"Mo Tian, don't torture it anymore, the antidote is for you. Hua Yueqiao's face was full of frost, and he reached out and threw out a white jade vial.

Mo Tian smiled coldly. He took the vial, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. There was indeed a soul-scaring magic in the scent, and I was already sure that this was the antidote to the curse on the demons.

"Torture, the curator didn't torture him, don't believe you ask yourself, big toad, did I torture you?"

Everyone was embarrassed, and the three-legged snow clam raised its head, staring at Mo Tian with the only eyes that could still express feelings, and the resentful curse in it was like saying that I will not let you go if I am a ghost.

"Hey, since you have no use value, I'll give you a ride. Ahh

The three-legged snow clam finally died, dead that there was not even a trace of ashes left, and it just disappeared out of thin air.

A powerhouse at the level of a demon king, even when his true body was revealed, he only wanted to escape, but he died without the slightest ability to resist!

From beginning to end, Mo Tian was just standing behind the three-legged snow clam, and what was even more terrifying was that even Xitian Rulai did not stop the success.

The person I want to kill, even if you are Xitian Rulai, you can't save him

This sentence is like a knife slash, as if it is still standing in the air!

Everyone witnessed the painful appearance of the three-legged snow clam from beginning to end, keeping its sanity awake and being burned clean by the blue flame from beginning to end!

No one can stop it, you can only watch!

Mo Tian stretched out his hand. Blue fire climbed up his arm, like a battle armor draped on his body, this shape was like the flames of the Nine Hells, the only thing that would not be destroyed was Mo Tian.

Perhaps Mo Tian, who created this blue fire, was himself the spokesman for destruction.

The sky was blank, and within a radius of Mo Tian's body, there was no one left, and no beast was close!

Everyone was stunned, even Nezha, the first god of the Heavenly Court, was secretly relieved when he saw Mo Tian put away the blue fire. I suddenly found that I didn't know when I was already sweating profusely!

As soon as the cold wind blew, his forehead was cold, as if someone had poured a scoop of cold water into it and fell from his head. What a terrible flame!

Although Nezha's ability to defeat the three major demon kings now is because the three demon kings are not really fighting with him, if it is really a battle of life and death, his strength is indeed higher than that of the three-legged snow clam, but the gap between them is definitely not very large, especially the toxicity of the three-legged snow clam's retreat. If Nezha wants to kill it, he will have to pay a great price.

But Mo Tian...... Nezha asked himself in his heart, what would happen if he looked at it from a different place and put himself in the position of a three-legged snow clam?

The answer was more obvious than the lice on the monk's head, and he didn't know why the sun monkey from five hundred years ago suddenly appeared in his mind, and the pair of fiery golden flames and the golden hoop rod that penetrated the sky and the earth didn't stop the gods and demons.

But Mo Tian is stronger, more domineering, more rogue, and even more unreasonable than the monkey of five hundred years ago!

Hooligans are actually not terrible, but they are afraid that hooligans are educated, and Mo Tian is not as easy to deal with as the simple-minded Sun monkey five hundred years ago.

Nezha subconsciously glanced at the gods around him, and everyone was stunned, dripping with cold sweat. 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, which one of them is not a ruthless character who came out of the bloody storm, even in the face of the army of demon beasts like the tide of the sea, he did not show a timid look.

But in the face of this unknown and devastating flame, Rao is iron courage is not enough. The demon king's body is so powerful, comparable to a divine soldier, and it is not burned like paper paste.

Although Mo Tian's reputation in the past in the Heavenly Realm was great, it was only limited to his romantic reputation, and even if he appeared, it appeared on the cover of the lace newspaper in the Heavenly Realm, as for the strength. Everyone was disdainful and scoffed, when they were making trouble in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago, Mo Tian and Lin Shaowen sneaked into the South Heavenly Gate, and were finally discovered by the Roaring Heavenly Dog, and finally crushed to the lower realm by the Erlang God.

Even Rulai and Queen Mother Xi glanced at each other, and saw two words in each other's eyes, tricky. In the eyes of the Queen Mother of the West, there was a faint hint of cruelty.

"If you have anything else to teach now? Today, I will draw the line, and I will continue to do it. Mo Tian put his hands behind his back, stared at the golden Buddha with cold and electric eyes, and asked Sen Ran.

The antidote was thrown to Bai Xiaobee by him, and now that the internal worries have been dealt with, the next thing is the external trouble!

"Amitabha, I don't go to hell, who is like hell. Since Director Mo has this explanation, the poor monk really wants to see Director Mo's tricks. "The golden-bodied Buddha in the sky unexpectedly took on Mo Tian's challenge, the Great Venerable of Mankind, take action in person!

All of them had the same expressions as the demon beasts, gathering all their spiritual power, paying attention to and feeling this battle with all their hearts.

The two armies are fighting, the first battle of the pinnacle! After this battle, the strength of both the human lord and Mo Tian will be completely displayed! And this may become an important factor in the battle situation!

Mo Tian's body shook, and the monstrous pillar of fire rose from the ground, rushing straight up more than thirty meters, between his hands, the entangled ancient runes were like the fist gloves of a fighter, blowing the horn of battle.

If you want to fight, then fight!(To be continued......)