Chapter 231: Black Mist, Mighty!
Obviously, the younger generation of the Corpse God Dao was shocked by Mo Mingming's crazy slaughter, and the older generation was in the rear, and the distant water couldn't save the near fire, so it was too late to intercept Mo Mingzhi for a while, so he rushed over like a devastating one. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Mo Mingzhi hated the Corpse Divine Dao to the bone, there were clusters of golden divine fire beating on his body, and the whole person turned into a golden armor heavenly general, and the terrifying blood qi vibrated out, containing an unparalleled killing aura, blood and light splashed, and several corpse Shendao disciples were killed on the spot, just like chopping vegetables, the knife fell in his hand, and he died in Huangquan.
In the distance, the expressions of the older generation of the Corpse God Dao changed drastically, and several elders were furious, eager to break Mo Ming's corpse into ten thousand pieces, today originally wanted to show the terrifying background of the master, so as to deter other monks, but he didn't expect to be made by a teenager in the end, making the Corpse God Dao lose face.
"Thunder Corpse! Stop him!"
A piercing roar spread, and the thunder corpse in the distance was as fast as lightning, flying straight towards Mo Mingming, and the elders of the Corpse God Dao rushed forward anxiously while controlling the thunder corpse in the air to intercept Mo Mingming.
Mo Mingming's eyes were full of cold light, he had been waiting for this moment to come, he now knew that he was not attacked by death qi, and he was able to easily destroy the incorruptible ancient corpse of King Kong, and he was not afraid of the strange corpse that had been in the Megatron cultivation world for hundreds of years.
The breath of death annihilates the vitality of the body, and the body is as strong as iron...... It's nothing to him at all! With an extreme realm, all evils are inviolable, and he has gone through nine deaths and a lifetime to forge a real martial body, in a sense, he is even more terrifying than those ancient corpses!
Seeing the thunder corpse driving the thunder and lightning and rushing down, Mo Mingming seemed very calm, standing motionless in place, and when this thunder corpse was about seven or eight meters away from him, suddenly, his body burst out with endless blood, and the ground under his feet collapsed in an instant, and the whole person turned into a golden light, slammed his golden fist, and bombarded towards the thunder corpse.
Seeing this, the elder who drove the thunder corpse showed a trace of panic in his eyes, he now understood that the young man in front of him was very extraordinary, completely the nemesis of the ancient corpse, no matter what the ancient corpse was, in front of it was just a group of local chickens and dogs, which could be easily destroyed.
He had words in his mouth, and his voice seemed extremely rapid, controlling the thunder corpse to rise into the air.
But the opportunity has been lost, and everything he has done has obviously been in vain.
A chain of black mist suddenly rose into the sky, flashing a cold light, slashing through the sky, piercing the thunder corpse with a "terrified" sound, and blood splattered.
Almost at the same time, Mo Mingming, who was walking in the air, came to his side, and slammed his fist on its chest, with a "bang" explosion, a large black blood rain fell in the air, and the thunder corpse was completely exploded, shattered to pieces.
Before everyone present could react, the battle was over in an instant, and it rose into the sky, a chain of black mist shot out, and with a wave of fists, in just three breaths, it had already exploded a thunder corpse that had been in the Megatron Cultivation Realm for hundreds of years in midair, staining the sky with blood.
Everyone watching the battle was dumbfounded, in a short period of time, Mo Mingzhi killed one incredible result after another, first killing the fierce and powerful Nine Evil War Corps, then destroying the Drought Devil of the Famous Cultivation World for hundreds of years, and now destroying the strange corpse entwined with thunder and lightning in one fell swoop, this is really incredible!
There was silence for a moment, and then everyone watching the battle became enthusiastic, cheering and shouting loudly, looking extremely excited and excited.
The corpse gods were so angry that they wanted to vomit blood and die, and they didn't want to believe what was happening in front of them, but the bloody facts in front of them made them almost crazy.
The Nine Demon War Corpses, Drought Corpses, and Thunder Corpses are powerful strange corpses that have been passed down from ancient times in the Corpse Divine Dao, and they have great potential compared to ordinary ancient corpses, but they never expected that they would die in the hands of a mere fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in just a short moment, which made them unacceptable at all!
"Humph!"
Mo Mingming let out a sneer, he rushed forward again, as if entering a no-man's land, his hands burst out with brilliant golden rays, his hands rose and fell, fast and ruthless, blood splattered, blood spilled, and several disciples who fled in panic were killed by him on the spot.
Immediately afterwards, he stepped into the air, and soon came to the sky above the banner of the Corpse God Dao, and stepped heavily on the top of the flagpole, with a loud "boom", the flag engraved with the three ancient characters of "Corpse God Dao" immediately turned into powder, and the dust rose to the sky.
At this moment, everyone watching the battle has already discovered that this is what kind of battle, this is obviously a fierce slap on the face of the corpse gods, and it is in front of the world's heroes, without mercy.
Unexpectedly, all the banners of the Corpse God Dao were destroyed, looking at Mo Mingming's crazy appearance, he definitely wanted to kill the Corpse God Dao up and down!
At this moment, the older generation of corpse gods in the distance finally arrived in front of them, and many people were full of fierce eyes, eager to swallow Mo Zhizhi alive, this time the corpse gods suffered heavy losses, and the ancient strange corpse of King Kong was actually killed by the same person, which made them go crazy!
These are all strange corpses that have been cultivated by the Corpse God Dao for hundreds of years, with unimaginable potential, and they have all been destroyed in a short period of time, they can't face up to this cruel fact, and they have a feeling in their hearts that they want to vomit blood.
"Boy, you can't die well!"
"Death to the boy!"
"Boy, I'm going to crush you to ashes!"
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These characters of the older generation are different from those ancient corpses, they all really have unfathomable cultivation, if Mo Mingzhi fights them, there is no other way but to rely on real cultivation to fight hard, and he can't take advantage of loopholes like killing ancient corpses, and he is inherently restrained.
These old men all exuded terrifying qi, even extraordinary, Mo Mingming didn't want to confront them head-on, he lost his life in vain, his body shook, fast as lightning, he quickly retreated at the first time, and shouted loudly: "What, you are angry, do you want to deal with my junior together?"
Except for the two old men, the rest of the people all stopped when they heard the sound, although they hated Mo Zhizhi to the bone and wanted to kill him here, but they didn't want the Corpse God Dao to be pointed at because of this.
Looking at the two old men who rushed towards him, Mo Mingzhi was expressionless, and the black mist near his body surface surged, sweeping forward like a tide, and soon completely submerged the two old men whose cultivation was unfathomable.
The faces of the two old men changed drastically on the spot, and there was a look of horror in their eyes, because they found a terrible thing, under the shroud of black mist, for some reason, the body gradually lost its luster and became a little shriveled, and the vitality in the body was rapidly dissipating. (To be continued.) )