Qiankun shrugged his shoulders and smiled noncommittally, "Purgatory Commander! Lord Mosi's strength, I can imagine. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info But I want to tell Lord Moth one thing, decades ago, I killed a guy named Narod, presumably Lord Moth should know about this person, right?"

"What about Rod, he was actually killed by you, it seems that you came prepared!" Mo Si looked at Qiankun with a slight narrowing of his eyes.

"Moth, I'm not here to talk to you, but to fight you. Don't be verbose, get ready to make a move!" Qiankun said directly.

When Mo Si heard this, he couldn't help but look slightly gloomy: "Okay, since you want to fight, then I will fight with you, I just hope you won't regret it." ”

As he spoke, Mo Si suddenly appeared with a black sledgehammer in his hand: "Boy, take me a hammer first! If you can't even catch me with a hammer, where do you come from, go back!"

Mo Si said lightly and waved the black sledgehammer in his hand. Silently, the sledgehammer swung out, and it was unexpectedly centered on the sledgehammer and diffused strange ripples in all directions. This hammer fell so silently, it looked slow, but it instantly reached the top of the world.

"Huh?" With a fixed gaze, a black heavy sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he also swung the heavy sword in his hand as if he was slow, making the space distorted and concave, and met the black sledgehammer.

The moment the two collided, the sledgehammer seemed to tremble slightly, and the whole sledgehammer seemed to hit the water surface, causing ripples.

The black heavy sword in Qiankun's hand shook suddenly, and let out a wail. At the same time, the black sledgehammer in Mo Si's hand also trembled, as if he was bearing the impact of waves and waves, and Mo Si, who was shocked, flew away a little uncontrollably.

Qiankun, who also took a few steps back before stabilizing his figure, couldn't help but look at Mo Si with a straight face: "This Mo Si's cultivation of the destruction rules is really terrifying, I'm afraid that just the destruction god clone is a relatively strong Shura level powerhouse, right?"

"What?" Mo Si couldn't help but look at Qiankun in surprise with a slightly moved expression: "The Law of the Earth, the strength has reached this level! It is definitely the combat power of the Shura level, no wonder it can kill Narod." This pulsating attack must have fused several mysteries to have such power. ”

"Okay, take me again!" Mo Si, whose eyes were a little hot, grinned, and then smashed the hammer towards Qiankun again.

Thundered.. In the low muffled sound, this time the power of Mo Si's hammer was simply terrifying, and as soon as the hammer was swung, the black sledgehammer trembled slightly, and the surrounding space shattered and collapsed inch by inch like glass. As soon as he looked at it, it seemed that Mo Sidu couldn't control the power of this hammer.

"I can't keep my hand," Qiankun, whose eyes shrank, also waved the black heavy sword in his hand with a low sigh. The sword was swung as if it were lifting a mountain, and it seemed to be difficult and slow, making the surrounding space stand still.

Disheveled.. With a low crashing sound, a black hole-like spatial crack spread out around the place where the black sledgehammer and the heavy sword collided, turning into a certain diameter before slowly slowing down the trend of expansion.

Qiankun and Mo Si both seemed to have been hit by a mountain, and they flew away in a slightly embarrassed state.

Qiankun's condition was fine, but Mo Si was a little embarrassed, not only did the tiger's mouth crack and the blood flowed, but his face couldn't help but turn red and spit blood, obviously hurting a little.

"Haha.. Happy!" However, Mo Si laughed out loud in high spirits, as if he didn't care about his injury, and his gaze at Qiankun became even more burning and shining: "It's been a long time, it's been a long time since I've fought with a real powerhouse of the same level." Qiankun, I really didn't expect that you have such strength but not a good reputation. It seems that I have been living in seclusion in the castle of Emperor Han, and it seems that I have really become a little lonely!"

Qiankun shook his head and smiled: "Mo Si, it's no wonder you don't know me. To tell you the truth, I've only been in hell for a few decades. ”

"Oh, could it be that you have been staying in the material plane all the time before, how can you come to hell after cultivating to such strength in the material plane?"

"Nothing is impossible," Qiankun said with a smile, "Mo Si, if I tell you that I know a person who has cultivated in the material plane to the level of close to the Great Perfection level and has not left the material plane, would you believe it?"

Mo Si couldn't help but be even more surprised when he heard this: "It's incredible! Could it be that that person is from the same material plane as you? What material plane are you from, how can there be so many top-level powerhouses of the upper god in your material plane, could it be that they came out of the plane prison?"

"He rose in the plane prison and escaped by luck, but I'm not," Qiankun said with a smile and then shook his head, "It's just that I didn't dare to come to hell before I had enough strength." You know, there are countless strong people in hell. I was just a mid-level god before, and when I came to hell, I might meet a slightly more powerful high-ranking god and be killed by the other party. ”

"Middle God, didn't you deliberately not cultivate to the upper god level in order to fuse the mysteries of the law before?" Mo Si couldn't help but look at Qiankun in surprise and asked.

Qiankun smiled lightly and nodded: "That's right! I left the material plane and came to hell decades ago after breaking through to the upper gods. ”

"You.." Mo Si looked at Qiankun and didn't know what to say, then shook his head and laughed: "Good boy, you can really endure loneliness! Presumably, you came to hell and didn't have time to fight against the most real top powerhouses, right? Since you came to challenge me today, then I won't hide it, so I will let you see my strongest means." ”

"Come, I know that your strongest is the way of death. Being able to control the Seven-Star Demon with your soul, I'm afraid you are better than the Great Perfection in terms of soul, and you are not much closer to reaching the Great Perfection. Come, let me see how powerful your soul attack really is," Qiankun's eyes burned, and he looked eager to try.

Mo Si's expression became solemn: "You guessed right, I am indeed close to the Great Perfection in terms of death rules. In terms of souls, the seven divine planes, the four supreme planes, except for the Great Perfection, no one dares to say that they can absolutely surpass me. My soul attack, even if it is a strong Shura, the soul defense is not strong enough to resist, are you sure you want to give it a try?"

"Don't worry, I still have some confidence in soul defense," Qiankun smiled confidently: "Except for the main god and the Great Perfection Supreme God, I don't believe that anyone can kill me." ”

"Okay, since you're so confident, then take my soul attack and try it!" Mo Si, who snorted in a low voice, his whole body became fierce, and the original violent aura of destruction on his body suddenly turned into a dead and rich aura of death. At this moment, he seemed to have turned into a god of death, and even his eyes became cold and ruthless, full of dead silence.

Mo Si, who slowly raised his hand, soon appeared on his hand with an illusory gray-black palm print, and then waved his hand, the palm print was already out of his hand and came towards Qiankun, and the speed was extremely fast: "Be careful, take my soul destroying handprint." ”

Laugh at.. Qiankun stood in place and didn't hide, letting the illusory gray-black palm print submerge into his body, and then closed his eyes lightly.

In Qiankun's mind, the Soul Slayer Handprint suddenly rushed into Qiankun's mind, heading towards the superior godhead that flickered with earthy yellow light. At the same time, the spiritual power in Qiankun's mind was also surging, turning into illusory sword shadows, like a wave rushing towards the Soul Destroying Handprint, making the Soul Destroying Handprint tremble slightly, becoming much lighter but still slowly approaching Qiankun's godhead.