Just in Gu Congyang's eyesight, the first person of the Wild Devil in the Wild State, the strongest Taixu Evil Cultivator, Howling Tianzun was wearing the same clothes as the mythical Wild Saint Emperor Jun, with long hair scattered and pointed at him.

Just behind the Howling Heavenly Venerable, the Three Holy Swords swirled around, and the light emitted was more like the first light shot from the ancient period, even if the eyes were closed, they could feel the dazzling brilliance.

Why? What the hell is going on? Gu Congyang couldn't understand what was happening in front of him at all.

But as the low shouts of the Angry Heavenly Venerable ended, there was a sudden thunder in the sky, and after the thunder, a gust of wind suddenly slapped the face violently, and the people in the whole siege fortress were blown on their backs, and then the wind blew fiercely, and the lightning and thunder raised their throats together, and shouted from the west that the sky was not good.

Gu Congyang looked up in a daze as the sun was gradually swallowed up by the darkness, and the original cloudless sky was instantly shrouded in darkness, and the wind blew violently, rolling up his clothes, and even more rolling up his heart, extremely frightened.

"Evil demons and demons, I am blessed by the freedom and blessing of Xuanyin Heaven and Earth, if you don't surrender quickly, I can wait for you to die!"

"Boom !!"

The Howling Heavenly Venerable broke off with a sigh of anger, full of anger, and the blazing heat wave broke through the sky in a blink of an eye, like a word and a law, like a huge wave emptying, sweeping the entire siege fortress.

Within ten zhang of Gu Congyang's surroundings, all the stormtroopers were instantly covered in flesh and blood, like a dried corpse that had long since died, and fell heavily to the ground.

At this time, a brilliant fire light descended from the sky, tearing apart all the dark clouds in the sky, and at the same time shattering the last line of defense in Gu Congyang's heart.

"Impossible! You are the demons! You are too vain and evil, everyone will be punished!!Bastard!!Let me die!!!" He was completely insane, everything was beyond his bearing, and he had even forgotten how powerful the evil cultivator in front of him was, and the gap between the two could not be crossed at all.

"Die!!" Gu Congyang lifted the sword in his hand and jumped violently, but before he could continue to make the next move, a purple mist directly penetrated his chest, and the cloak behind him slowly drooped down.

Howling Tianzun's face remained unchanged, his body was half kneeling, looking at the sky, his face was reverent, and the dark clouds there had dispersed: "Evil cultivation is punished, the righteous path should stand, I, the lord of the wasteland, Emperor Jun, at this moment, I am willing to do my best......"

Howling Tianzun said reverently, halfway through speaking, another voice suddenly came to mind between heaven and earth. It was as if it was coming from all directions, and together with the voice of the Howling Heavenly Venerable, it was like an ensemble speech.

In the end, the voices of the two completely overlapped, and they could no longer be distinguished.

At this moment, the vast sun in the sky suddenly darkened, and the firelight all over the mountains and fields rose one after another, one dark and one bright, like the flower of hell breaking through the darkness, roaring and sucking light and blood in the world.

At this moment, the Howling Heavenly Venerable put on the armor of the Saint and became a Desolate Saint......

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"The Holy Throne is a mask, and anyone is entitled to take it with him and gain the power of the mask. ”

On the edge of Qifeng Mountain, Mo Chen is explaining the specific content of the armor to the emperor wind chime.

Cloaked in armor, clothed in the armor of the saint, doing what the saint does, and what he says and does are the reappearance of the holy in mythology, obscuring the heavens, making your deeds look like the other, so that the world cannot tell the difference between the two.

Although Mo Chen didn't know who was carrying out the path of sanctification in armor, it was obvious that the completion of armor this time was much higher than what he had encountered in Dongsheng Divine Continent before.

The walls shaped like large bowls around them can cover the sky, and the things of the ancient saints are repeated inside, until the heavens and the earth are completely obscured about the holy throne and those who do the things of armor.

Mo Chen actually knew that most of the armor this time was successful.

The voice that sounded from all over the heavens and the earth earlier was exactly the same as the voice of the emperor they had met in the center of the Great Array of Returning to the Ruins.

For countless years from ancient times to the present, Emperor Jun's body has been weakening in order to maintain the Great Array of Returning to the Ruins, so the Holy Position of the Desolate Saint is indeed a relatively easy breakthrough.

And those who covet the Holy Position of the Desolate Saint are obviously not on the side of the Righteous Path Alliance.

"Buzz ......"

Just when Mo Chen was still thinking about it, at the edge of his eyes, he got a colorful bowl of barriers, and suddenly like a bubble that had been punctured, it dissipated in an instant, and the whole world returned to a quiet and silent moment.

"Did it work?" asked Emperor Wind Chime.

"I don't know, but ...... I don't feel optimistic,......," Mochen shook his head.

If it is really the worst case, if the Taixu forces succeed in putting on their armor and winning the Desolate Saint Throne, the situation in the entire Outer Sea Desolate Continent will probably take a sharp turn for the worse.

"Go back, the sky is falling, there are tall men on top, and we need to prepare now for the opening of the Central Holy State in two years. Mo Chen waved his hand, and Emperor Feng Chime nodded in agreement. Although the atmosphere was a little stagnant, and they could barely breathe, the two were still optimistic.

After returning to the Mo Mansion in Zhongrong City, as soon as Mo Chen gained a firm foothold, he felt two extremely familiar breaths, which were rapidly approaching this side.

He tiptoed a little, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place. When it reappeared, it was already in the plain thousands of feet away.

Shout!!

The three figures suddenly stopped their figures, their speed was so fast, and the wind flow brought by inertia directly broke several surrounding bearded trees.

The figure gradually became clear, and the three tightly wrapped figures looked at Mo Chen blankly.

The first one at the head was Mo Hong.

Mo Chen's adoptive father, but for Mo Chen, Mo Hong is his father, closer than his own father.

Today's Mo Hong is obviously much older than when Mo Chen left before, and his already wrinkled face is a little more restrained and tired. Obviously, during this period of time, the offensive of the Tai Void Evil Cultivator made this older generation of Permanent Realm Venerable even tired of coping.

Behind Mo Hong, there stood the two elders of the Snow Bow and Frost Knife. They all wore black windproof cloaks and thick fox fur hats, wrapped around them as tightly as penguins.

The moment the three of them saw Mo Hong, their eyes turned red.

Although I don't know what Mo Chen has experienced over the years, but now that I see his extremely strong strength fluctuations, as well as his childish face, it is obvious that he has experienced too many tribulations.

"It's good to be back......? It's good to be back...... Let's go...... Let's go home......" Mo Hong nodded to Mo Chen calmly, and at the same time opened his arms, stepped forward, and took Mo Chen in his arms...... (https:)

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