Chapter 330: Kill the Evil Cultivator and Learn the Truth

The wild killing intent intertwined a fierce battle situation, Mo Chen and the evil cultivator fought to the critical point, and the evil cultivator damaged the Dao foundation, at the cost of half of the blood in his body, he used the method of 'turning blood into distraction', turning into dozens of phantoms, confusing people's minds.

The ink dust changed instantly, directly running the wind owl inheritance, and keeping the evil cultivation out of the wind barrier.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Several sounds of gold and iron resonating sounded, and it was the evil cultivator who was furious, frantically raising his halberd to attack the wind barrier.

But the Wind Owl Inheritance is mysterious, if the dozens of incarnations he has transformed are all real bodies and contain cultivation, then I am afraid it will not be able to stop it for a long time, but now dozens of them are all illusory bodies, and they have no strength at all, how can they break this Wind Owl Inheritance.

"Bastard! bastard! bastard!"

The evil cultivator went completely crazy, allowing the wounds on his body to completely crack open, and the blood continued to overflow, still desperately squandering the spiritual element in his body.

His evil spell was about to reach its time limit, and by that time he was no match for Ink Dust, and unlike the alienated ones he called 'dogs', he had thoughts, reason, and even more fear, the fear of death.

Seeing that the opponent was uncertain, Mochen doubled his swords and deliberately dispersed the inheritance of the wind owl, revealing the empty door.

"Haha! bastard! See if I don't kill you!"

Seeing this, the evil cultivator's eyes were red, and he knew that it was his last chance, coupled with his desire for life, he didn't even care about manipulating the rest of the dozens of incarnations, and directly went crazy with Lingyuan, and when he lifted the halberd, it was a direct stab at the ink dust flaw, turning into a fatal blow.

Mo Chen saw that the evil cultivator took the bait, his eyes froze, and the golden glow bloomed, he turned around, and actually twisted his body at an almost impossible angle, and then, he saw a flash of sword light, and the thunder was extremely explosive, and even the earth was shaken, and the power of blazing thunder was distributed everywhere!

came for no reason, came without a trace, and at the same time as the ink dust twisted around, the extreme trick has been made!

Layers of sword intent overlapped, sword light fell, vast thunder burst out, thunder in all directions, only to see blood flying, sprinkled all over the earth, thunder, wind, sword blade, directly cut the head of the evil cultivator.

The evil cultivator roared, struggled, and fell to his knees, he threw the halberd in his hand, and desperately grasped the sword marks on his neck with both hands, trying to prevent the head from slipping down, but it was useless, and a huge head rolled down.

Mo Chen crushed this skull with one kick, stirred up the sea of consciousness, and made his soul disappear, and there would never be a day of reincarnation.

At this time, he breathed heavily, not because he was weak, but because the spiritual element in his body was consumed hugely.

As he quickly ingested the aura between heaven and earth, the golden dragon in the sea of consciousness was extremely happy, and there were blazing vortices constantly rotating and grinding in the golden dragon's body, and feeding back the nine-colored dragon qi to nourish the whole body.

After a few moments, the ink dust recovers and returns directly to its heyday.

With the birth of the Zhihai Golden Dragon, his recovery ability reached an astonishing level, almost surpassing the monks of the same rank by dozens of times.

Mo Chen looked at the world around him, and there was no sound to remind him where the trial had been, but he didn't want to end there, but continued to move forward and kill the alien again.

The heavens and the earth shook, the earth was sprinkled with the blood of the aliens, and in the end, he wiped out hundreds of aliens in a row, and killed more than a dozen small leaders who were similar to the previous evil cultivators, all of whom took the initiative to take refuge in the power of the void, and had done countless things that had lost their conscience, and people and gods were angry.

During this period, he also encountered deadly threats, several evil cultivator leaders cultivated far beyond the ordinary, and countless evil methods urged him to be in danger several times, and he almost died.

But fortunately, the ink dust eventually cut them down one by one, destroying their souls and putting an end to their path of reincarnation.

After destroying thousands of aliens in total, this mountain no longer has a hideous face, and there is no more cruel laughter during the pursuit, but this mountain range has long been destroyed, huge craters are everywhere, trees are broken, and blood flows down the mountain, turning into a waterfall of thick blood, rushing down, heartbreaking.

The only thing that Mo Chen was happy about was that this group of alienants and evil cultivators had finally been killed.

Mo Chen lay on the ground, unable to move, he used all his strength to let himself sit upright, and summoned four soldiers from the Nahuan, and then opened all his knots, frantically absorbing any aura between heaven and earth.

As his nine-colored dragon qi continued to surge, Mo Chen's original body had some translucent wounds, which were also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hoo ......"

Ink dust grew a breath of turbidity, and his recovery power was as strong as this, and it took him a long time to heal all the wounds and remove the dark wounds in his body.

"Thank you!"

Mo Chen opened his eyes and found countless old and weak women and children, holding and holding children, standing in front of him with gratitude.

Then, Mo Chen just wanted to respond, but under Mo Chen's extremely surprised gaze, they all turned into a cloud of crystal light rain, disappeared little by little, and finally dissipated in pieces and returned to the sky.

"Big brother, goodbye, thank you!" Those children, with big pure eyes with tears, waved to him, and they all turned into light rain and disappeared into the starry sky.

"Goodbye!" Mo Chen propped up his body, staggered to his feet, and waved to them, his heart was a little sour, although he thought that this place might be an illusory construction of the outer heaven, but he was still a little reluctant.

It was only then that a figure gradually appeared in front of Mo Chen.

It was not the baby in the robe from before, but the divine thought of the Buddha who was guarding the starry sky in the eyes of the lake.

"You're good. "The Buddha has no superfluous words, only three simple words, but it is no longer so indifferent.

"Is this Outer Heaven a simulation of what happened before?" Mo Chen asked the question he wanted to ask.

The Buddha nodded: "Yes, what really happened was condensed by the Buddha with great divine powers and used as a testing ground, and at the same time, the alienants and evil cultivators who appeared here will also be changed by the trialist's own cultivation." ”

Mo Chen was silent, he naturally knew that in the starry sky scroll he saw, those aliens and evil cultivators could level the existence of the Illusory Sun World, and it was impossible for him to slaughter them all at once.

"What about these old and weak women and children, have they all been out of trouble in the real Illusory Sun World?" Mo Chen then asked, eager to know the answer.

Who knew that the Buddha shook his head, and his eyes were full of gloom: "The illusory sun heaven and earth, all souls are destroyed, and no living beings can be spared, because the heaven and earth are dead, and the illusory sun does not exist......"

Mo Chen was stunned when he heard this, although he had already expected this result, he was still a little unacceptable.

But he had no choice but to let out a long sigh and endless sorrow......

After a long time, the Buddha raised his hand a little, and saw a ball of golden light wrapping the entire ink dust: "Go, go through that last level, and get the approval of the Nine Brahmans God Seal Wheel." ”