Eighth Sister Zhu arranged Ling and Trisi to go to another cabin, so as not to disturb Mo Shaoli's cultivation. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

For advanced monks, a month is a short time, and often in the middle of an inadvertent meditation, time passes quietly.

The battleship suddenly shook slightly, and then after more than ten consecutive breaths, there was no longer the unique spatial power that was when it was shuttling through space.

Mo Shaoli knew that this was the Void World outside the Heavenly Palace Great World.

Then there was a sudden violent shaking of the battleship, and the even more unbearable force of the Gangfeng layer penetrated into the cabin.

Mo Shaoli incarnated into the Nine Colored Heavenly Dragon, and a feeling that was difficult to resist rose in his heart, but fortunately, as soon as this feeling was born, the battleship successfully passed through the Nine Layers of Gangfeng and began to go to the designated war zone.

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Tiangong World, Hetai Domain.

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Mo Shaoli turned into a human form, got up and walked out of the room through the teleportation array, and came to the deck.

The monks of the three legions were also teleported out one after another, came to the plywood, began to assemble, and boarded the battleship in turn under the command of the legion Taishou and the Great Formation.

Mo Shaoli also immediately received the task at this time: to slaughter all the living beings in Shangpingfang City and the surrounding thousands of miles.

"All living beings" includes too many, not only monks, but also humans, demon beasts, fierce beasts, demonic beasts, and so on.

This is the order of the slaughter world.

In the end, the military department decided to destroy the Tiangong Great World, exterminate all living beings in the area controlled by the Immortal Dynasty, and then transfer from other worlds.

In the distance, the roaring sound sounded one after another!

There were three thuds on the ground beneath his feet.

Three monuments of the Thousand Zhangs of Futu stand in a triangular situation at a distance of 100 miles.

Huang Renjie, Blood Slaughter, and Zhu Bajie sat cross-legged on the top of the monument and sat on the battlefield.

Mo Shaoli clicked on the map to check, and found that his mission area was thousands of miles away from the Futu Holy Monument, which was far beyond the monitoring range of the powerhouses of the Divine Power Realm.

He ordered Zhu Guangji and Yang Mingyu to assemble their troops, while he stood quietly and watched his monks board the ship one after another.

As expected, Wu Ma Nianshuang sent a message and directly shared the mission location of her and Yuan Chenyi.

Mo Shaoli compares, Huangpingfang City, Shangpingfang City, and Xupingfang City, and the scattered places are just close to each other, and the comprehensive coverage area is more than 4,000 miles. However, they are remote, lack of aura, and live in small-scale immortal cultivation families.

The area in charge of Mo Shaoli is not densely populated, with only about 300,000 people, and it is still dominated by ordinary mortals.

For this task, the Futu Wanzhang Monument merit system directly delineated 60,000 merit points, and then killed the monks above the Yuan Dan realm and began to calculate the merit according to the routine.

Mo Shaoli looked at the map and pondered for a long time, then picked up the sound transmission jade talisman and replied to Wu Ma Nianshuang: "It seems that someone has already chosen a cemetery for the eldest grandson Wuji. ”

Wu Ma Nianshuang said: "Complete the task quickly, start arranging!"

Mo Shaoli said simply: "Okay!"

The figure flew up and landed on the battleship.

Mo Shaoli turned his head and said to Ling, who was following him to board the battleship, "The branch warship went directly to Fang City. ”

"Yes, young master. ”

Ling took the order and left.

Mo Shaoli beckoned Yang Mingyu and Zhu Guangji to step forward again, and said, "Tell your subordinates to prepare for battle, the enemy is all low-level monks, and they will be surrounded and suppressed separately in groups of fifty people." Regardless of men, women, and children, all living beings will be killed when they see them!

"Yes, Holy Son!"

Yang Mingyu and Zhu Guang took the order.

In fact, the moment they saw the three floating slaughter monuments standing on the ground of the Heavenly Palace Great World, everyone already knew what they were going to do next, but they didn't know where to do it yet.

The slaughter of innocent lives has never been done by any of these recruits.

Some people are silent and unbearable, while others are excited and eager to try.

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The warships that transport soldiers in the military department are also very fast.

It took more than half a day to arrive after a journey of more than 10,000 miles.

The monks of Shangpingfang City had already seen the Futu Qianzhang Monument standing on the earth, and knew what fate they would face next.

Fang City's defensive formation is opened.

The layout of Xiaoxiaofang City turned out to be a small five-element Tiangang array.

On the walls of Fang City, there are also heavily armed monks holding magic weapons, looking like they are facing a great enemy.

Their appearance is more than the neatly lined up, wearing black battle armor and holding a red sword:

Amusing.

Wretched.

Mo Shaoli looked at the monks on the city wall, he couldn't laugh at all, and the killing intent that had been brewing for a long time suddenly disappeared.

The detection divine power swept through the city, and confirmed that he did not cultivate to a monk beyond the Dao Dan realm, but instead saw many low-level monks and young children curled up and hid.

The city has become a chaotic place, and many people have been frightened and have begun to massacre indiscriminately, maliciously commit adultery, and some people are crying and running blindly......

"Hey, Ling, you come to break the formation. ”

"Zhu Guangji, take someone down and kill it. ”

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Ling flew up, suspended in the air, and pinched a strange magic seal in both hands, and the rich dark aura condensed in the palm of his hand, forming a black crystal bead the size of a pea.

Hands jerked forward.

The black crystal beads were shot out, and the light curtain of the Fang City's defensive formation was on.

The highly compressed dark energy suddenly exploded, not only breaking the defensive formation, but also half of the city wall of Fang City, as well as the cultivation of guarding Fang City on the city wall, were instantly overwhelmed by the violent energy.

The dust has settled, and half of the city has been reduced to flat ruins.

Most of the monks in the city also died in this instant.

Ling, after all, is a strong person in the Heavenly Mirror, how can these monks who are not even in the Nirvana realm be able to resist with all their might.

Mo Shaoli frowned, waved to Zhu Guangji and Yang Mingyu, and said, "Hurry up, kill, kill them all." ”

The two of them rushed out of the battleship with their monks and rushed towards the city, and the small spiritual guards also led the team to detour to another bread in Daofang City to intercept those monks who tried to escape.

In an instant, the hiss of fire burning in battle, the crackling of thunder spells, the piercing whirring sound of the sword piercing the air, the screams of the monks before they died, and the howls of young children...... The various sounds are chaotic and intertwined, forming a unique killing sound.

Mo Shaoli flew off the battleship and slowly walked towards Fang City.

Ling followed vigilantly behind her.

Mo Shaoli stood on a broken city wall, indifferently looking at everything in the distance, watching civilization turn into ruins under the trampling of violence, and watching the vivid lives die tragically under the wielding butcher's knife......

Night is falling.

The killing in the city did not stop there.

Instead, a puff of fire rose into the sky, and it was someone who had set the buildings in the city on fire.

The city was not large, with a total of 20,000 monks, and the killing ceased in the middle of the night.

Shangpingfang City was completely reduced to ruins.

Corpses were strewn all over the place.

The blood flowed uncontrollably, exuding the slightly sweet fishy smell that only cultivators had.

Yang Mingyu and Zhu Guangji gathered their troops and counted the casualties.

Mo Shaoli always paid attention to the battlefield, knowing that there were fourteen Yuan Dan realm body cultivators who had died, so he didn't have the heart to listen to the report anymore, so he waved his hand directly and ordered: "Order everyone to rest in place and go to the Lu family thirty miles away tomorrow morning." ”

Yang Mingyu and Zhu Guangji were ordered to leave.

Mo Shaoli sat on the ruined city wall, closed his eyes and breathed, and began to cultivate the divine power of "Advent of the Wood World".

The circulation of "Five Fortune Daozang" has a steady stream of wood attribute essence support, coupled with the already small "Wood Emperor True Body", it has successfully condensed the supernatural power seed in just one hour, and it takes another hour to easily reach the first layer of supernatural power.

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Early morning.

A ray of the morning sun rises from the east.

The rising sun of the Tiangong Great World seems to be extraordinarily red.

Red as blood.

The war went well, and Mo Shaoli's mood was not very good.

But this does not affect the cultivation of "Purple Emperor Dao Incarnation".

After a moment, he opened his hands, and the debris of four amethyst crystals fluttered gently in the wind towards the bottom of the city wall.

As Mo Shaoli guessed, entering a completely new world, the Dao of Heaven and Earth is different, and the power of creation is also different, and the cultivation of "Purple Emperor Dao Incarnation", which steals the supernatural power, has become extremely smooth.

At the current rate, in a month at most, Mo Shaoli will be able to raise his divine power to the thirtieth layer!

Thirty layers of supernatural powers, then you will definitely be able to break through the bottleneck of the peak of the Dao Dan Realm and advance to the Nirvana Realm!

Mo Shaoli got up, looked at the red sun in the distant sky, and after meditating for a long time, he turned out the jade talisman that had been treasured for nearly a hundred years from the storage ring.

Crush.

muttered to himself, "I don't know if it's too late." ”

"The world of cultivators is that the weak eat the strong, and the eldest grandson Wuji must die!"

"And I, one day, will stand at the pinnacle of the starry sky of the universe. ”

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Mo Shaoli got up, Yang Mingyu and Zhu Guangji hurriedly beckoned their subordinates to get up and wait for orders.

Mo Shaoli looked back and shouted in a deep voice: "Let's go, Lu family." ”

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There are thirty-four small immortal cultivation families within a radius of thousands of miles in Shangpingfang City, among which the strongest cultivation is only the third layer of the Nirvana Realm, and he is still an old man who is about to die. Without Mo Shaoli's move, Zhu Guangji and his fifty direct subordinates could easily kill him.

However, not every family clings to their clan land, but chooses to disperse and hide.

Mo Shaoli finally settled in the Qian family's land.

Zhu Guangji and Yang Mingyu were ordered to disperse their men and kill mortals everywhere, while also searching for the hidden monks.

Ling Xiu is powerful and has a wide range of divine sense, so he was also sent out to help clean up.

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The place chosen by the Qian family is very good, surrounded by mountains and water.

The name of the water is Thousand Needles Lake.

The name of the mountain is Momijiyama.

The Red Leaf Mountain is about 500 zhang high, and the other side of the mountain is the war zone that Wu Ma Nianshuang is responsible for.

Wu Ma Nianshuang also chose the location there, and has already begun to set up the formation.

Half a month later.

Yuan Chenyi was also the first to complete the clean-up task, and before the new task was issued, he also chose the location nearby.

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Purple Emperor Road incarnates the twenty-ninth layer!

The Purple Emperor Road is incarnated into the thirty layers!

Purple Emperor Road incarnates the thirty-first layer!

Mo Shaoli, who had been sitting on the surface of Qianzhen Lake for nearly two months, suddenly opened his eyes.

"I didn't expect the bottleneck of the Dao Dan Realm to be so firm, it seems that any means of rapidly improving cultivation will leave more or less hidden dangers, even the inheritance power of the Dao Realm in the Barbarian Era still can't break the iron laws of the Heavenly Dao. ”

Mo Shaoli looked up at the sky, opened his hands, and slowly raised them.

Beneath his feet, the sparkling surface of the lake in the breeze suddenly burst into flames of mixed yellow color.

The fire was not affected by the wind, and it went up wildly all the way, and soon it was more than seven feet high, drowning Mo Shaoli in it.

The fire did not spread in all directions, but only concentrated about a hundred steps away from Mo Shao's body.

Mo Shaoli is like a balloon that has been punctured, and the true yuan in his body is frantically leaking.

The spilled True Yuan was immediately ignited by the flames around his body.

The flames scurried up wildly, reaching a height of one zhang and a height of two zhang......

Hidden in the center of the Inner Dan, the innate mixed yuan true fire that had been honest for a long time due to the existence of the Dantian Moon Mark Sword could no longer bear it, sneaked out of the Inner Dan, rushed out of the dantian, and with a "hoo" sound, it also turned into a raging flame, intertwined with the Nirvana flames around Mo Shaoli's body.

"Boom ......"

The high temperature emitted by the Innate Mixed Yuan True Fire immediately boiled the lake water, and the entire lake instantly became smoky and tumbling.

The flame of nirvana is also rising.

Nine zhang!

Ten zhang!

Eleven zhang!

Twelve!

When the height of the flame reached 12 zhang, the rally instantly eased and stagnated.

The body in Mo Shaoli's arms suddenly erupted with powerful spiritual energy, and it turned out to be a wisp of pure innate chaotic aura injected into Mo Shaoli's body.

"Boom la la ......"

Feeling the change, the Innate Mixed Yuan True Fire emitted a joyful emotion, and at the same time stirred the lake water to boil more violently.

The Nirvana flame instantly rose to a height of thirteen zhang, and then instantly stopped.

Thirteen zhang is already the limit of the true fire limit of Nirvana, and it is impossible to grow any longer.