In the golden light array, the Dao fire was blazing, and with the blessing of the incomplete Holy Great Array, it seemed to be able to refine heaven and earth, not to mention a demon suppression bell.

The big bell is dim, and the magic circle lines on the surface are dead and silent, and it won't be long before this big bell will be refined and become the magic weapon of the Son of Care.

The imprint left by Jimo on the Demon Suppression Bell is too shallow, and now it is almost wiped out, and once even the last imprint is worn out, Jimo will become a turtle in the urn.

However, he didn't dare to walk out of the Demon Suppression Bell, that magic circle could even refine the Demon Suppression Bell, not to mention Jimo's body, once Jimo was exposed under that magic circle, there would definitely be no bones left in an instant.

"I can't go on like this, once he is allowed to refine the Demon Suppression Bell, my calamity will come. With his mind turning, Jimo let out a low cry and sacrificed the galaxy map.

The galaxy map unfolded in the wind, hanging down a thousand beams of starlight, and crashed towards the Son of Freedom.

Rumble!

It was as if a big star flew out of the galaxy diagram and crushed towards the Son of Freedom, shaking the universe, this big star seemed to rush from the void, and after endless years, it could not be refined.

Suddenly, the galaxy diagram became extremely mysterious, as if refining the stars into sand in a long history, and every star in the diagram was a real star, as if it had come to life at this moment.

Jimo once asked Yi Zhixuan and the ogre about the origin of the galaxy map, but the two great saints in the world could not tell the mystery of this galaxy map, only saying that this was a broken magic weapon that might hide a big secret.

Disheveled!

The Son of Freedom was calm and composed, and he did not panic too much about this sudden change.

The small tower rotates and rises, throwing colorful dazzling light, brilliant and dazzling, like a colorful bridge, erected in the sky, can lead to the mysterious other side.

The two mysterious magic weapons both manifested divine might, although they did not collide together, and they were still far apart, but the kind of holy power collided, as if two supreme saints came and waved their hands to fight, making the heavens and the earth shake.

Jimo's face was pale, a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth, and finally controlled the Demon Suppression Bell to rush out of the magic circle, and at the moment when he rushed out of the magic circle, the Demon Suppression Bell also fell to the ground and could not fly again.

All the magic circles on the Demon Suppression Bell were darkened, and the Dao Yun was dull, and it was only a little bit before it was refined by the Son of Freedom.

Jimo Ti Halberd walked out of the Demon Suppression Bell and put away the Demon Suppression Bell, if he did not refine it again, it would be difficult for him to control the Demon Suppression Bell.

"Brother Mo, why do you bother, you know that you can't dodge, but you still have to fight to the death. The Son of Freedom put away the small tower, shrouded in colorful divine light, like a living god.

His face was a little pale, and he completely used the half-step holy soldier, and with his strength, he was still a little reluctant.

Jimo also stretched out his hand to recall the galaxy map, hanging it above his head, protecting himself with starlight, he looked back at the killer in the sky, and secretly smiled bitterly in his heart.

The Demon Suppression Bell can no longer be used, and even if he has the ability to reach the sky, it is impossible for him to escape.

"Okay, I'll fight you. Jimo clenched the halberd pole with one hand, and his body arched slightly, like a dormant tiger, and then suddenly, he rushed out.

The Halberd of Inquiry pierced the invisible, leaving no trace, and stabbed towards the center of the eyebrows of the Son of Freedom.

This is the avenue of a halberd, the Tao and the halberd combined, the evolution of the halberd is the Tao, is the law, is the royal road of Jimo nature.

Every halberd like this has to use the Great Dao Origin, which is dozens of times more powerful than the Jimo Peak Halberd.

If he hadn't been forced to have no way out, Jimo wouldn't have used such a trick, this was his most powerful attack, a halberd split the void, pierced into the chest of the Joyful Holy Son, and no matter how powerful the defense was, it would have to be broken.

Although the Son of Freedom is wearing armor, the armor cannot block the sharp Halberd of Question, and the powerful defensive power of the Son of Freedom comes from himself.

Strong armor can indeed increase defense, but when encountering a strong enemy, this defense does not actually work, and the main thing is to defend itself.

The Dao and Fa that the strong will play can refine the battle armor, but in the end, it will not play a protective role at all.

Phew!

Blood splashed, and the Holy Son of Freedom resisted the Question Halberd with his physical body, and every punch had incredible power, and it was also an unbreakable defense.

"This is Brother Mo's last battle, so I will no longer hide my secrets, sacrifice the vision of the Great Dao, and separate the high and low from Brother Mo. "The Son of Freedom was extremely calm, unaffected by the injuries he suffered, his body shook slightly, and the Dao Domain was pushed away, and the mystery was endless.

The vision of the Great Dao also manifested, it was a chaos, gray fog, there was nothing here, time and space did not exist.

The Dao Domain was dead silent, full of hazy gray mist, and the Son of Freedom stood in the gray chaos, with his head above the sky and his feet on the ground, as if he were the only one.

"Hongmeng Avenue, Hongmeng Avenue, the beginning of heaven and earth, but a piece of chaos, the end of heaven and earth, but a piece of chaos, I will evolve all the time, with chaos to preach. "The Son of Freedom is like a god, and he cannot be fathomed.

Chaos has no true self, in chaos, everything does not exist, but the Son of Freedom can manifest his true body, although it is a vision, but it is also the embodiment of the Great Dao, which shows the depth of the understanding of the Son of Joy on the Avenue of Hongmeng.

Hongmeng Avenue is the royal road, throughout the ages, few people have cultivated, because it is too profound, they can't guess it at all, they can't ask it through, and they don't dare to contaminate Hongmeng without that talent.

There is a great power to infer that heaven and earth begin with chaos and will return to chaos.

Hongmeng Dao, representing the law of cosmic evolution, is the closest to the Heavenly Dao, and the Holy Son of Freedom dares to cultivate this kind of royal way, not to mention talent, even this courage is also very human.

Jimo was stunned, and three green buds and leaves appeared behind him, which were the projections of the seeds of the Great Dao.

The royal road naturally has no visions, but it can copy all visions and copy all the avenues, although there is a time limit for this use, but if it is to compete with Jimo on the avenue, he is not afraid.

Hongmeng is also nature, and nothing can escape the evolution of nature, and even the way of heaven is also nature.

Naturally it is me, incredible, immeasurable, although the Dao of Jimo is still a seed and has not been able to grow, but even the Dao of Heaven cannot tolerate it, how can it be destroyed by the power of Hongmeng.

Rumble!

The sky is divided into two extremes, and in the empty Dao Domain, Jimo and the Son of Freedom look at each other from a distance.

The avenue is invisible, the avenue vision is a real projection, the reflection is real, it is the embodiment of the Tao, it can extinguish the form, and the collision of the avenue vision is the collision of the Tao.

Disheveled!

Two identical avenue visions shattered at the same time, and Jimo flew out upside down, crashed into the belly of the mountain, and coughed up blood in his chest.

Sure enough, as he expected, the royal road could naturally even be copied by the royal road, but after the royal road was copied, the time he could use it was very short.

If you can't comprehend it, even if you copy it, it's not your own way, and it will eventually dissipate.

However, I believe that with the improvement of the realm of Jimo, these will change, the royal road is natural, including all the Tao, and the enlightenment of nature is the enlightenment of all the Tao.

Jimo comprehended the natural balance of the royal road, and at this moment, although he was injured, this injury was also passed on to the Son of Freedom.

If you want to be injured, you will be injured, no one will want to dodge, the collision result of the vision is fair, and this fairness is only in the hands of Jimo.

The cool breeze is blowing slowly, and the free son is like an eternal tower, hunting in Xuanyi, carrying his hands on his back, and his breath is lingering.

Suddenly, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body seemed to explode, and several bloody arrows burst out, and immediately, his body shook, but finally stabilized, and he forcibly resisted the injury.

Compared with Jimo, he is undoubtedly much calmer, both of them are Tianjiao, and the so-called crossing the border against the enemy is a joke, the difference is a millimeter, and the error is thousands of miles.

The difference in strength between Jimo and the Joyful Saint Son is actually very large, so with the same Dao injury, Jimo failed to resist, and his body flew upside down, but the Joyful Saint Son forcibly suppressed it and remained calm.

"Brother Mo, you have failed, your Dao is indeed powerful, and you have imitated Hongmeng Dao to seventy percent similarity, even I feel terrified, if you are in the same realm, I may not be able to defeat you. ”

"However, defeat is defeat, and today I will not only pluck the Holy Fetus, but also your Dao. ”

"Don't worry, the Holy Fetus has broken the curse of millions of years and practiced the supreme avenue, and in the years to come, I will remember you in my heart. ”

"You don't have to feel lonely, because it won't be long before Ye Fengshen will come to accompany you. ”

The Son of Freedom is extremely arrogant, but he still has arrogant capital, his Xuan clothes rolled at will, slowly walked from the sky to Jimo, raised his white and crystalline index finger, and pressed towards the center of Jimo's eyebrows, "Sleep!"

Rumble!

Jimo felt as if his soul had been stirred up, and even with the protection of the galaxy map, he almost collapsed.

After all, Xinghetu is not an ancient soul soldier, and it can't increase the defense of the divine soul, just now, he used the god snatching again, but he was blocked by the small tower, and Jimo's divine soul was also seriously injured by the holy power, and all his means have been exhausted.

"Brother Mo is still not dead, but what's the use of not giving up, sleep!" The words spoken by the Son of Freedom were like a temptation immortal sound, kind and gentle.

Jimo's injured soul couldn't resist it, and his eyes began to close slowly, and once he really closed his eyes, the soul would die, leaving only a body and the Dao marks in his body.

The Holy Son of Freedom is as gentle as jade, calm and calm, and his bearing is detached, he silently looked at Jimo, watching Jimo slowly close his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth finally rose, "Holy Fetus...... Even if you enter the Tao, you are only my fruit. ”

"Divine Body, Holy Fetus, Chaos Body, Yin and Yang Body...... As long as I devour these constitutions, I will definitely become the first in the ages. ”

"Do your daydreaming. A loud shout came from the space, like the voice of a god, interrupting the Son of Freedom.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the space that was frozen by the Void Strong Man cracked, and Jimo disappeared abruptly, and a crimson teapot went on a rampage, rushing towards the Joyful Holy Son.

Rumble!

The Holy Son of Freedom was mighty and powerful, his fists burst out, hitting the teapot, time seemed to stand still for a short time, and suddenly, the Holy Son of Freedom flew out upside down, stained the sky with blood.

The small tower let out a mournful roar, and was knocked down by the teapot-like magic weapon, and I don't know where it fell.

"Holy Soldier!" the Son of Freedom vomited blood, his expression changed slightly.

"Bastard, if the master takes a step slower, Mo Ge'er will really encounter an accident. ”

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