Raised his hand and threw out a spiritual power, condensed a big hand in the air, and fanned towards Li Mo in a burst of agitation, wanting to slap him out.

Are you kidding.

Li Mo is now locked by the Heavenly Punishment, followed by six blood-colored lightning, he doesn't dare to resist the Heavenly Punishment, in case his breath is locked, it will definitely be a lifeless situation.

What's more, Li Mo had resisted the punishment of heaven before, although he was not directly wiped into ashes, but on his body, there were very strange blood lines.

The ghost knows how evil this kind of thing is, whether it will be contagious, Murong Old Ancestor dares to let him get close to him.

In extreme panic, Murong Old Ancestor used all his strength when he came up, without the slightest reservation.

"Boom"

I saw a large golden hand condensed by spiritual power across the sky, exuding a terrifying momentum, and the power contained in it could crush a mountain.

In the face of the all-out blow of the Jiedan realm, no matter how high Li Mo's talent is, no matter how strong the chaos divine body is, he will definitely not be able to resist it, the cultivation of the two is too great, and the strength is not at the same level at all.

Seeing that the big golden hand was coming, and when it was about to slap on Li Mo's body, his eyes flashed, and he quickly released the Chaos Realm, and a cyan light bloomed from his body, covering a hundred zhang range in an instant.

Although the Heavenly Tribulation has not yet been completed, Li Mo's realm at this moment is a real innate realm, and with the increase in cultivation, the coverage of the Chaos Realm has also increased to a hundred zhang.

Li Mo stood in the center of the Chaos Realm, handsome and extraordinary, exuding a transcendent aura between his hands and feet, like a young god.

The Chaos Domain is one of the forms of the Chaos Body, the land covered by the domain is a realm of its own, Li Mo can control everything, he is the master of this realm.

After the realm unfolded, the big golden hand that Murong Old Ancestor shot out was covered by cyan light.

brush

A burst of cyan light flashed, and the big golden hand that was still in front of Li Mo just now was moved behind him by borrowing the power of the realm.

This method is similar to the power of space, which directly transfers the space in front of it, along with everything in it, to another place.

Generally speaking, only a cultivator of the great power level could use this method, but Li Mo was able to use it by virtue of the Chaos Domain, which showed the metamorphosis of his domain.

"Boom"

As soon as the big golden hand was moved behind Li Mo, it was struck by the blood-colored lightning that had been following behind him.

The six blood-colored lightning emitted a powerful destructive power, although it failed to directly shatter the golden hand, but the blood-colored streamer contained in it was extremely weird, and it pierced the golden hand forcefully, which was very strong.

Six red streamers appeared, flying towards Li Mo, as if they had eyes, wanting to drill into his body.

"I wonder if the Chaos Realm can suppress this weird red streamer?"

This thought suddenly popped up in Li Mo's heart.

In the Chaos Realm, Li Mo is like a supreme creation god, dominating the power of life and death, and can control everything in the realm with a single thought, even the power of order.

Just like Murong Old Ancestor's full force blow, although Li Mo didn't have the ability to defuse it for the time being, he could move it away.

"Stop!"

Li Mo spat out the word from his mouth.

As soon as the words came out.

The hundred-zhang-sized Chaos Realm suddenly shook, and then one after another Order Divine Chains surged, emitting nine-colored light, rushing towards the six red streamers, trying to suppress them.

These chains of order represent that the rules of the substantive avenue, strictly speaking, do not belong to the category of "instruments", they are order, they are the substantive products of the rules, and theoretically possess supreme power to suppress all things.

However, the premise is that Li Mo's strength needs to reach a certain level.

brush

More than a dozen rules of order evolved into a black hole, forming a spatial defense, blocking the space between Li Mo and the red streamer, and the two seemed to be close at hand, but in fact there was an abyss in between.

Then, Li Mo spoke again.

"Town!"

As soon as the words came out, the entire space shook again, and a powerful consciousness emerged, like the will of the sky, with an irresistible momentum.

This consciousness is naturally Li Mo's will.

brush

The realm trembled, and Li Mo's will was like an angry wave in the sea, unstoppable, wave after wave, slamming into the six red streamers.

In an instant, six streamers swayed in the waves, like candles in a storm, ready to be extinguished by the wind at any time.

But Li Mo, who was in charge of the Chaos Realm, after seeing this scene, instead of showing joy on his face, he frowned highly, and his face was full of solemnity.

Because the six red streamers in front of him seemed to be like a candle in the wind, swaying with Li Mo's will, they could be extinguished at any time.

But it has been tenaciously preserved, withstanding the monstrous waves again and again, with no intention of dissipating.

"Is this the power of heavenly punishment? The power that can destroy all things, even the power of rules can't wipe it out! ”

After trying a few more times, Li Mo gave up.

Because he can't wipe out these red streamers.

brush

Six streamers seized the opportunity, passed through the space cut off by the power of order in the blink of an eye, came to Li Mo, and then burrowed into his body without stopping.

All of this is said to be slow, but in fact it is done in a flash of light.

From Li Mo releasing the Chaos Realm and moving the golden hand behind him, to the red streamer in his suppression of the blood-colored lightning, and finally drilling into his body, the process did not exceed three breaths.

Everything is done in an instant.

"Alas"

After a sigh.

Li Mo integrated the Chaos Realm into his body, the cyan light converged, and the Order Divine Chain condensed into a divine ring.

After all, he still couldn't stop the strange red streamer.

As the red streamer drilled in, the blood lines on Li Mo's body surface increased a lot again, covering half of his body surface.

"Murong Tian, the villagers of the three villages in the mountain range, but you killed them?"

Li Mo roared.

can't stop the blood-colored light from entering the body, so count the accounts of these resentments.

"Nonsense, the old man is not an evil cultivator, how could he do such a tragic thing, they were killed by an evil cultivator."

After hearing the other party's words, Murong Old Ancestor was shocked in his heart, and secretly said that he had done it seamlessly, how did this kid guess.

When he slaughtered three villages, he not only hid his breath, but also did not use a trace of spiritual power, nor did he let go of a single living mouth, not to mention the villagers, the demon beasts within a radius of a hundred miles were all cleaned up by him, and it stands to reason that the news will definitely not leak.

Regardless of where Li Mo got the news, or if he was deceiving himself, Murong Old Ancestor would definitely not admit it.

Even if he tears his face and makes trouble to the point of not dying, he will never admit it.

The consequences of the monk's wanton slaughter of mortals are too serious, it is a big crime, not to mention that he is a monk in the early stage of the knot, even if he is a monk of the Yuan Infant Realm, he can't bear this big crime.

"Don't admit it, then you know him!"

Li Mo said coldly.

That's it.

He released the face of the resentful person who had been suppressed behind him, and the latter immediately roared and rushed out, letting out a terrible roar towards Murong.

Seeing this, Murong Old Ancestor stared at the resentful face for a long time, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt, and there were some guesses in his heart.

He suspected that this wisp of resentment might be a mortal who had been slaughtered by him before, but he didn't care.

As a monk in the realm of Jiedan, mortals seem to him to be like ants, after stepping on a few ants with one foot, will you care about the appearance of the ants?

Apparently not.

Even if he guessed this, Murong Old Ancestor would not admit it.

After all, at this moment, he is under the punishment of heaven, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is possible that the Dao of Heaven is watching this place.

It is obviously a very stupid thing to admit that he has done such an angry thing under the nose of Heavenly Dao.

"I don't know!"

Murong Old Ancestor opened his mouth in response.

As he spoke, his gaze raced, searching for other resentful figures in all directions.

After looking around, he found that these resentments had been wiped out, and only the wisp that Li Mo had just released was left.

Murong Old Ancestor looked at him with joy, thinking that as long as he borrowed the power of Heavenly Punishment to wipe out this wisp of resentment, then Heavenly Punishment could disappear, and in this way, he would be safe.

Thinking of this, he no longer dodged, and stretched out his big hand to grab this wisp of resentment.

"Boom"

Murong Old Ancestor burst out with a burst of light, unleashing an astonishing spiritual power, ready to suppress this resentment.

"You don't know him, but he seems to know you!"

Li Mo responded coldly.

The reason why he let out this last wisp of resentment was because he had already calculated the time when the next wave of heavenly punishment would come.

The moment Murong Old Ancestor grabbed him in his hands, it was the time when Heavenly Punishment came.

If the Heavenly Punishment really came because of these resentments, and the purpose of its coming was to wear them down, then there was only one wisp of resentment left here at this moment, and he would be the target of all Heavenly Punishments.

"Brush"

As soon as Li Mo's body moved, he immediately withdrew and retreated, far away from this place.

Murong Old Ancestor was also relieved to see Li Mo leaving.

He didn't want to come into contact with the other party covered in blood, and the ghost knew if this ominous aura would spread to him.

The next moment.

A stream of spiritual power shot out and turned into a bundle of immortal ropes, binding the wisps of resentment tightly.

No matter how the latter struggled, he couldn't break free from the shackles of Murong Tian's spiritual power.

"Got you!"

Murong Tian's face had just revealed a hint of joy, and bursts of thunder immediately sounded in the air.

Looking up, black clouds surged, thunder swam, ninety-nine eighty-one blood-colored heavenly punishments came, with the breath of annihilation, each of which was the thickness of a bucket, and the momentum was mighty, as if it could destroy everything in the world, it was really terrifying.

"Now there is only this wisp of resentment, and there are eighty-one heavenly punishments, the old man can borrow him to resist the heavenly punishment, and you are still buried under the bloody heavenly punishment!"

Murong Tian looked at Li Mo in the distance, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of mockery, thinking that it was a very stupid decision for him to release this wisp of resentment just now.

Thundered

Ninety-nine eighty-one thunderbolts fell.