Wang Haotian first ran the Nine Reverse Chaos Technique of refining the body to let the body absorb the divine thunder, and then urged the Chaos Derivation Technique to form the Chaos Golden "Ball" of the Nine Dans in the body, and began to continuously absorb the Five Elements Divine Thunder in the body, perhaps for others, the Five Elements Divine Thunder Technique was a catastrophe, but for him, it was indeed the nourishment for improving his cultivation, and after a while, the Nine Nine Eighty-One Divine Thunder ended, and the sky released light again. Mo Wentian looked at Wang Haotian in the air in surprise, and at this moment, seeing that he was not only unscathed, but his cultivation seemed to have increased. Wang Haotian's strength simply subverted his perception of cultivation, his face was shocked, and he asked in shock, "You actually have a thunder spirit root, and you can actually absorb my Five Elements Divine Thunder to enhance your cultivation, what kind of exercise are you practicing to be so against the sky?" ”

Wang Haotian smiled at him and said, "Have you heard of the Chaos Evolution Technique?" It can devour all the Yuan Power in the world, yes, your Five Thunder Boom Top Dish is really good, give me another one. ”

"How dare you insult me!" Mo Wentian said angrily, and then the Futu Pagoda appeared in the palm of his hand, expanding infinitely in the blink of an eye, and the sky around him was once again covered with black clouds! The Futu Pagoda, which had just suppressed the blood-colored dragon, reappeared in the air, growing larger and larger, obscuring the entire sky.

"This is my pseudo-immortal artifact Futu Pagoda, damn native, you can be proud of it if you die in its hands." After Mo Wentian finished speaking, he controlled the Futu Pagoda above that covered the sky and the sun, and was as heavy as Mount Tai, and suppressed Wang Haotian, who was destined to die on the spot if he was hit.

"It's good to come!" Wang Haotian's mind moved, and the Ruyi Pagoda, which was originally turned into a glove, turned into an incomparably huge iron hammer, holding the sledgehammer towards the Futu Pagoda, and smashed it towards the Futu Pagoda with a hammer, the sledgehammer waved, thousands of hammers chiseled, the heavens and the earth cracked, and the wind and clouds changed color. Even if the Ruyi Pagoda is seriously damaged and the spirit of the instrument is asleep, it is far harder than this pseudo-immortal weapon, and under the continuous hammering, the Futu Pagoda also began to slowly crack, and finally at a certain moment, it could no longer support it and became torn apart, and Mo Wentian was also severely counterattacked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The Jiudan in Wang Haotian's body is on par with him, and the body is stronger than his immortal thunder body, and it is stronger than the magic Wang Haotian directly absorbed it to increase his cultivation, and he originally expected that the pseudo-immortal weapon was indeed shattered, Mo Wentian's confidence at this time had been shattered, and he pointed at him tremblingly, and asked in fear: "What kind of monster are you, how can you have an immortal weapon, no, this is not an immortal weapon, each immortal weapon has a unique immortal essence, why can you not be an immortal weapon to shatter my Futu Pagoda." ”

"Isn't this the Eight Absolute Wishful Wishes Tower you want?" Wang Haotian replied lightly. After speaking, his body suddenly disappeared, as if teleporting suddenly appeared in front of Mo Wentian's body, because Mo Wentian was still in shock and did not come back to his senses, when he found out, it was too late, he was greeted by a huge iron hammer, a hammer smashed him to the ground, and then Wang Haotian followed closely behind, and dozens of hammers were swung. Finally, the immortal thunder body began to crack, so he heard the sound of "click, click" continuous bone breaking, and at the same time, blood splattered, and finally Mo Wentian couldn't support it and fell in a pool of blood, like a lamb to the slaughter.

Just when Wang Haotian wanted to give him a fatal hammer, at this critical moment, the jade pendant worn by Mo Wentian's neck suddenly emitted a golden light, illuminating the entire sky, and then an old man's figure appeared in front of him and shouted: "Who wants to kill Wu'er!" "If Ximen Qing were here, he would definitely be able to recognize him at a glance, he is the strongest monk of the Mo family, and he is also the Mo Lingfeng of the Mo family's contemporary head of the Mo family.

"Little friend, can you give the old man a thin noodle to let go of the day, I Mo Lingfeng thank you again." Mo Lingfeng first glanced at Mo Wentian, who was dying, and then looked at Wang Haotian, who was only in the Jindan period, with doubts, and said lightly.

"Shall I say no?" Wang Haotian decisively refused.

"Okay, sure enough, the hero is a teenager, aren't you afraid of death?" Mo Lingfeng said domineeringly, full of threats.

"I'm afraid, who is not afraid of death, I will definitely be afraid if your deity comes, but with this soul body, how much strength can you exert to the deity?" Wang Haotian replied.

"You're right, the old man's soul body can only send out one blow, and only if it is one percent of the strength of the deity, it will dissipate after one blow, but the power can be compared to a monk in the fitting period, are you willing to try?" Mo Lingfeng said calmly.

"Shoot, or he'll die." Wang Haotian said domineeringly.

Mo Lingfeng raised his hand and turned his finger into a sword, only to see a white sword flower, which had already stabbed at Wang Haotian. An indispensable, heavenly and earthly, incomparable sword like a unique one! This sword hua had just appeared, and the space around the sword hua and between Wang Haotian seemed to be directly torn apart by the sword qi, flashing crystalline twisted cracks!

The power of a sword is so far! Even at the speed at which Wang Haotian could almost teleport, he didn't seem to be able to dodge this peerless white sword flower, so he could only block it. He turned the Eight Absolute Ruyi Pagoda into gloves and put them on his hands, evacuated all the chaotic yuan power in his body and gathered it on his two fists, and used the Zhushen Fist to fight against this sword with all his might, the sword qi and the Zhushen Fist collided and tore in the void, and the huge impact formed during it was completely concentrated in that side of the world, and there was no leakage at all, and the three people outside the field only saw the ripples one after another in the quiet void, like layers of thin waves.

Finally, cracks began to appear on Wang Haotian's gloves, and they were about to collapse, at this moment, because both of them used powerful energy far beyond this realm, finally this piece of space could no longer hold on and completely collapsed, forming a spatial black hole, the black hole devoured everything in the world Wang Haotian and "Mo Lingfeng" and Mo Wentian bore the brunt and were swept in, and then the black hole gradually disappeared, and the peace between heaven and earth returned.

The black hole is full of spatial turbulence, and occasionally there will be space storms, and once swept by the space storm, even Mahayana monks will be seriously injured. After the three of them were swept in, Mo Wentian and the "Mo Lingfeng" of the soul body were instantly torn apart by the spatial turbulence, and there were no bones left. Wang Haotian gritted his teeth and released his energy, counteracting the spatial turbulence, but even so, his body was constantly torn out of countless wounds by the spatial turbulence, and he hurriedly turned the Eight Absolute Ruyi Pagoda into a set of armor and covered his body, which slightly relieved the tearing of the spatial turbulence, but by coincidence, he was swept into it by the space storm that was blowing not far away, and he was instantly unconscious.