Tens of thousands of zombies formed an army of necromancy, destroying the world and destroying everything.

"Oh hey, Monkey brother, protect me!"

Seeing this situation, the little white dragon wisely chose to call for help.

As for Sun Wukong, Bull Demon King, and Yang Jian, they didn't take these zombies in their eyes at all.

Some ordinary zombies, a little troublesome, but it's just trouble.

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and the Bull Demon King each evolved a supreme killing attack, killing into the army of zombie corpses, destroying and withering everywhere they passed, sweeping everything.

This kind of boring battle made them somewhat absent-minded.

But now they have all kinds of complications in their hearts, the yellow-robed monster washes the world with blood, and the blood sacrifices the people of a country, and the king of the black chicken refines a country into a zombie country.

Why did this happen, they couldn't figure it out!

In the middle of the battlefield, Tang Mo faced the tomb of gods and demons in the sky, as well as the suppression of the blood moon.

A ghost hand appeared from the cemetery, ghostly fire, all kinds of things, corroded everything, and took Tang Mo's head directly.

Tang Mo pressed it with one palm, broke the law, and directly wiped out this ghost hand.

He evolved to the fullest, emitting the most powerful supernatural powers, and eternal visions appeared behind him.

The big day is nine days, and the silver moon shines nine shades.

A great sun appeared to his left, scorching and intense.

With the power of light, the great sun set off thousands of golden lights, and the red phoenixes danced wildly from the great sun, soaring above the nine heavens, burning all the evil in the sky.

A silver moon emerged from the abyss and hung above the Nine Shadows, cold and lonely.

The vast and coercive, the moonlight poured down like an ocean, a galaxy suspended above the nine shadows, the stars were bright, lighting up all the starry sky, and the heavens and stars reflected each other.

The silver moon and the great sun fixed this heaven and earth and suppressed the ten directions.

The great sun and music were suspended behind Tang Mo, setting him off like a god walking in the world.

He walked in a dragon and tiger, his god was majestic, and he had a detached demeanor between his gestures, which was not at all like a mortal person.

"What are you going to do? What do you want to do?"

King Wuji couldn't help but be shocked and said, "Tang Sanzang, are you looking for death?"

Tang Mo didn't pay attention to him at all, he was not sad or happy, he carried the sun, moon and blue sky, went up against the sky, and then slapped his palm, picking the stars with one hand.

King Wuji was shocked, he didn't expect Tang Mo to be so bold, he didn't expect Tang Mo to be so courageous.

"Since you're looking for your own death, then don't blame me!"

Rumble!

The heavens and the earth trembled, surging, and tens of thousands of zombies directly turned into cold corpse qi and dead qi, and rushed straight to the blood moon.

In the blood moon, the evil blood qi erupted, completely turning into the moon of dead silence, with a thick corrosive aura, crushing the entire heavens, extremely terrifying.

The blood-colored ocean surging away, with the evil power of death, pressed towards Tang Mo.

"Innocent!"

Tang Mo coldly only spit out two words, and the movements on his body did not stop for half a minute.

He was heroic, his eyes deeper than the starry sky, with a kind of depth and coldness, like the ice that would not melt for ten thousand years.

The supreme will shakes the firmament, and this is the faith that cuts through everything and breaks the firmament.

lest the immortals in the sky be frightened, who can pick the stars with one hand?

At this moment, Tang Mo gave the answer with his movements.

He walked through the void, tearing the heavens and the earth, and in an instant he was on the edge of the blood moon.

The primordial divine palm, purifying all beings.

Have you ever seen the palm from the Nine Heavens?

This palm descended from the nine heavens, and the entire void seemed to collapse.

The palm of his hand passed, purifying everything, and the evil blood qi directly steamed and turned into Buddha light, and the boundless Buddha light poured down like a galaxy, pressing down on the entire heaven and earth.

Airplanes!

The Supreme Dao appeared, intertwined, and encompassed everything, and the blood moon in the sky was directly held in Tang Mo's hands.

This scene made the black chicken king's eyes widen, and he simply couldn't believe that it was true.

The Blood Moon was refined by the Sun and Moon after he turned the entire Black Rooster Country into a zombie country.

It itself represents death and evil, and such a cold power, even if it comes into contact, the physical body will be directly abolished.

But how did Tang Sanzang in front of him get it?

Is this still human?

In the eyes of the King of Wuji, Tang Mo here is like an unreachable god above the nine heavens, invincible in the world, and no force can stop him.

This terrifying scene made him forget everything, and even forgot to continue to do it.

【Dingdong!Horror!Fear!Negative Sentiment from the Black Rooster King+100.】

"Donor, have you ever understood what true power is and what true power is. A lackey is always a lackey!"

Tang Mo stood horizontally above the sky, picking the blood moon with one hand, he was really like a god descending, looking down on the earth, and his spleen was full of life.

Purdue sentient beings, purifying sentient beings, what is purdue sentient beings?

Tang Mo held the blood moon, and then threw the blood moon down with one hand, and the blood shadow of the tomb of gods and demons in the void was directly pierced, and the blood moon overwhelmed everything and smashed into the zombie army.

Boom! Boom!

The blood qi rolled, triggering a great storm of heaven and earth, and the blood moon exploded directly in the zombie army.

The terrifying power swallows everything, like opening the door to the abyss.

One zombie after another was caught up in it, and one zombie after another was directly turned into ashes under this supreme self.

One person presses the four seas, one person presses one country, and one person reaches ten thousand armies.

What about the zombie kingdom?

In front of Tang Mo, it was just a string of useless numbers, nothing more.

"Purdue sentient beings, purdue sentient beings!"

"The poor monk can't save you from the sea of suffering, the only thing the poor monk can do is to stop you from continuing to suffer in the sea of suffering!"

Tang Mo's faint voice resounded.

At this time, the heavens and the earth are destroyed, and everything is clear.

All the zombies were wiped out, the tomb of gods and demons in the void was pierced, and this piece of heaven and earth was directly beaten into nothingness.

The Buddha's light is full of light, shining in the void for thousands of miles, covering all evil.

Tang Mo descended from the nine heavens, his demeanor was peerless, he seemed to be independent between another heaven and earth, cutting off everything.

Holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars, can there be people like me in the world?

At this moment, Tang Mo has become a god, at least in the heart of King Wuji.

That terrifying aura, like the coercion of a god, directly subdued his weak heart.

Let him be terrified, make him tremble, let him not dare to resist in the slightest.

In the final analysis, the King of the Black Rooster is just a timid and indecisive villain, but he has gained great power, and he still does not have a moment of invincible soul to support.

"Tang Sanzang—Tang Sanzang—"

When the King of Wuji saw Tang Mo walking towards him, he kept retreating and said, "Don't come here, don't come over, I'm not afraid of you! I'm not afraid of you!"