Chapter 373: The First Killing of the Great Sage

Mo Wen's entire body was glowing, as if purple thunder was spreading, drowning his entire person in the sea of thunder, looking terrifying and terrifying.

Mo Wen In line with the consistent principle of taking advantage of your illness to kill you, the giant tripod was picked up again, and the whole person was like a purple god in the purple thunder light, and this tripod seemed to be wrapped in the power of the entire heaven and earth universe, and it fell with a bang.

As soon as the dingding fell, the ten thousand black dragons above rushed out with a frenzied roar, opening their mouths and pounced on the primeval creature.

"Roar!"

Wan Long roared, a terrifying dragon power made the ancient creature's heart tremble, the dazzling light erupted, and the Black Emperor in the dark involuntarily closed his eyes, unable to face it.

The avenue was roaring, the true dragon was swirling, and this extreme Dao emperor soldier exuded endless black light.

On Ding's body, one after another the most primitive avenue laws were activated by Mo Wen and flew out to kill the enemy.

Winter!

There was a sound of the sky cracking and the earth cracking, the entire purple mountain seemed to tremble, the void shattered inch by inch, and the surrounding purple rock walls all cracked out under this terrifying force, and then slowly repaired themselves under some unknown force.

Burst!

The holy blood splattered, the immeasurable light surged, and with the smell of blood, the three heads of the three-headed nine-armed creature suddenly burst open two one after another.

"It's so raw!" The big black dog in the shadows exclaimed.

At this moment, the terrifying creature with three heads and nine arms saw that he was certain to die, and the eyes of the last head suddenly shot out a crazy light.

But seeing that eight arms on his body were constantly shrinking, the muscles of one arm directly in front of him suddenly swelled and bulged, and the cyan blood vessels were visibly wriggling.

It seems that the strength of the other eight arms has been concentrated in this one arm.

Then, that arm suddenly let go of the incomparable dragon pattern black gold tripod on the head and smashed it at Mo Wen's chest.

The blue Dao pattern on Mo Wen's chest lit up, like a glowing divine iron, and at the same time, he retreated in one step, and the whole person moved hundreds of feet away as if he was teleporting.

But a section in front of the arm suddenly disappeared into the void, and then, a big hand suddenly appeared in Mo Wen's chest, hitting him in the chest.

"Bang!"

Mo Wen was hit in the chest by this palm that crossed the space, his face instantly turned white, several bones in his chest were broken, he coughed up blood, and flew back upside down.

However, under Mo Wen's attack, the last head of the primeval creature also burst open.

Sendai is shattered, and the spirit is destroyed!

The big black dog looked at it stunned, a little incredulous, this should have been an earth-shattering battle, it should have been a confrontation of thousands of moves, but under Mo Wen's conspiracy and calculation, life and death had been separated between three or two moves.

Mo Wen first showed weakness to the enemy, luring the nine-armed primeval creature into the killing array inside this purple mountain, and was weakened by the activated magic circle.

Then Mo Wen suddenly burst out with all his strength, and the power of thunder and lightning caught the other party off guard, and the thousands of vines embedded in the ground made his feet entangled, and the surrounding space also sealed off this primeval creature.

Then Mo Wen urged the dragon pattern black gold tripod to the extreme with all his strength, and burst out with the might of the imperial soldiers, directly killing him on the spot.

It seems simple, but in fact, it is the result of the cooperation between Mo Wen and Mo Feng, Mo Ting, Mo Ran and other clones.

But Rao is like this, Mo Wen was still seriously injured by the other party's death-defying blow, and his always strong body was like a paper lake under the blow of the Great Sage.

In the field, the holy blood rained down, and it fell to the ground with a puff, piercing the ground.

"Roar!"

A terrible roar was heard in the distance, and the roar was filled with endless rage.

Winter Winter ......

A burst of thunderous voices came, it was actually the footsteps of a terrifying giant beast, before he saw his body, just the terrifying momentum like a mountain and a sea, Mo Wen felt that the other party was probably also a great sage.

The nine great sages of the Purple Mountain obviously still have the existence of awakening, and Mo Wen does not dare to cherry up the front.

He didn't hesitate at the moment, the dragon pattern black gold tripod flipped over, sucking the fallen body of the great sage into the tripod, Mo Wen held the tripod in his hand, and a void teleportation teleported back to the hall where they had been hiding.

The Black Emperor had already run back.

Mo Wen leaned against the wall in embarrassment and drank a large sip of divine spring water, while the force of nature was running rapidly, and his physical body was repairing rapidly.

Seeing Mo Wen return to the main hall, the Black Emperor turned into a phantom and rushed towards Mo Wen.

To be precise, it was the corpse of the Great Sage-level primeval creature in Mo Wen's hand.

With a "whoosh", Da Ding, along with the flesh in it, shrank rapidly, and went straight into Mo Wen's eyebrows.

At the same time, he dodged to avoid it, beware of this immoral dog secretly making a black mouth, taking advantage of the danger of others to bite himself twice, for this big black dog that is not enough to rob the benefits, Mo Qian is too clear.

"You kid want to pay the bill?" The big black dog bared his teeth for a while, glared at Mo and asked.

"I said Black Emperor, I'm so seriously injured, and you don't know how to care about it, so you think about sharing the spoils." Mo Wen clutched his chest and made a painful appearance.

"Come less, you have rough skin and thick meat, and there are a lot of good things hidden on your body, you will definitely not die from this injury." The big black dog said, the dog's nose sniffed suddenly, and said, "Hey, what good things did you kid drink, take it out and give it to the emperor to taste." ”

A golden light swept through the sea of Mo Wenzhi, and he directly cut off one of the arms of the great saint's corpse and threw it to the big black dog.

"It's yours, if you want anything else, there's no door!"

Looking at the arm that was like only dry bones because of the secret method used on the verge of death, the big black dog suddenly became angry.

"Stinky boy, you are more dog than the emperor, I want the thickest arm."

"You think beautifully, that arm has seriously injured me, I will refine it fiercely to avenge this!" Mo Wen gritted his teeth.

Seeing that the Black Emperor was about to go crazy, Mo Wen threw another arm at it, and said, "Na, give you two, it's interesting enough!" ”

The big black dog was speechless for a while, who would have expected that the primeval creature would have such a trick before it died, and it would not be a bad idea to ask which arm it was given.

The big black dog exhaled angrily, put away his two arms, and walked to the side with a snort.

Seeing the Black Emperor leaving, Mo Wen's injuries had been mostly repaired under the power of nature.

He sat silently, reviewing the battle in his mind, especially the primeval creature's dying blow, which Mo Wen was still shocked to this day.

It turned out that the laws of space could still be used in this way, which was really an eye-opener for me, but I had underestimated the heroes of the world before, especially these ancient races, each of which had extraordinary strength.

If it weren't for the emperor's soldiers and the magic circle to suppress that creature, so that its Great Sage-level strength could not be exerted by fifty percent, and it would have made its own calculations worse, then it was estimated that he would only have to flee for his life.

After the review, Mo Wen began to refine his body again.