The seven figures were like ghosts, standing behind the Son of Freedom, their eyes were gloomy, cold, and even the air was cold.

Jimo's expression was extremely solemn, and Sha Qi did not make a move on the Joyful Holy Son, which made his heart sink.

Moreover, the position where Sha Qi is standing is really too elegant, with the identity of Sha Qi, even if his strength is not as good as that of the Joyful Holy Son, there is no need to fall behind the Joyful Saint Son.

"You should be able to guess. With a smile in his eyes, the Son of Freedom is always calm, has the overall situation in his hands, and has the bearing of the world.

"What is your relationship with the Seven Killing Towers?" Jimo said calmly, looking into the eyes of the Son of Freedom, trying to see what was going on in these eyes.

In this huge chess game, the role of the Seven Killing Towers cannot be ignored, and even without the Seven Killing Towers, the Son of Freedom cannot set up this game at all.

If you put aside the Son of Freedom, the Seven Kills Building is the other protagonist of this game.

The dignified killer dynasty, which killed the world tens of thousands of years ago, even if it declined again, if it had nothing to do with the Holy Land, how could it be so willing to cooperate with the Holy Son.

"If I say it, don't be surprised. The whole body of the Joyful Saint Son exuded a fresh and pleasant smell, and his clothes danced in the wind, and he said indifferently, "The Seven Killings Building originally belonged to my Joyful Holy Land, Brother Mo can understand." ”

Jimo looked slightly stunned, and then calmed down, in this way, everything was explained clearly, the Joyful Holy Land is really a big deal, and even the dignified killer dynasty is just a force.

No wonder, with the rules of the Seven Killing Towers, if you exchange your life on the life exchange scale, the person who buys Jimo's life will definitely not be able to escape death, but the Son of Freedom is not injured at all.

In fact, when trading on the life-changing scale, Jimo's every move fell into the eyes of the Son of Freedom, and there was nothing to hide.

And counting Jimo, at the same time, let the Seven Killing Towers assassinate the descendants of the Seven Holy Lands, even if it is a Holy Land, it may not be able to withstand such a huge amount of consumption.

Now, with the words of the Son of Freedom, all this is explained clearly.

"A long time ago, dozens of holy places united, together to exterminate and kill the world, and kill the ancient killing saints, it happened that in that battle, I got the eight-point inheritance of killing the world, so I founded the Seven Killing Tower. ”

The Son of Freedom spoke calmly, not showing off, with his status, he didn't care about the so-called 'capital' at all.

He was merely stating a fact, even though it would have shocked the world if it had been made public.

"If you tell me this kind of fortunate, you will not be afraid that I will make the world public, and let the world jointly crusade against the Holy Land. Jimo was secretly vigilant, he could already feel that countless killers were approaching, forming an encirclement, surrounding him and the Holy Son of Freedom.

"Brother Mo, do you think there is still a chance to leave here?" The Son of Freedom has a leisurely expression, if he comes with another folding fan, he will be a full Confucian student, a handsome son, as beautiful as Zhu Yu.

The chill hit the bones, and Ji Mo Xian lifted the Question Heart Halberd, ensuring that he could shoot in the best condition at any time, and he said with a cold face, "With such a big game, Brother Xiaoyao should always have a reason!"

"Of course, it's to kill you, Brother Mo has the supreme protection behind him, if I don't give enough reasons, how dare I make a move at will. The Son of Freedom smiled.

"You always need a reason to kill!" Jimo was looking at the Joyful Son, his whole body tensed, and when the Joyful Son said that, the entire sky was full of murderous intentions.

The Son of Freedom is too deeply hidden, outsiders don't know that he is so powerful, and his subordinates are in charge of a big killer dynasty.

"Anyway, Brother Mo is going to die, so it doesn't hurt to tell you. The Son of Freedom was solemn and said, "Naturally, I am trying to seize your creation, deprive you of your physique, and graft it to me." ”

"Not only you, but Ye Fengshen can't escape, and the others can't escape, when I have a divine body, a holy fetus and other major strong physiques, my achievements will definitely surpass the king of people, and open up a new era, which belongs to my era. ”

The Son of Freedom stretched out his arms and looked up at the sky, Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was full of piety and madness. His clothes fluttered in the wind and crackled loudly.

Jimo is serious, looking at it fixedly, the face of the Son of Freedom at this moment is a little invisibly distorted.

He was like a crazy gambler, putting everything on the table, and then telling the world, if I win this handful, I will be the richest man in the world.

Grafting physique, this is an evil magic skill, a long time ago, there was this kind of madman, he came from outside the territory, opened up the "Wedding Dress Divine Skill", devouring hundreds of strong physiques.

In the end, he was almost invincible, but he was unfortunate to live in the life of the Emperor of the Heavens, and was finally killed by the Emperor of the Heavens.

And "The Miracle of the Wedding Dress" is too cruel, hurting the heavens and harmony, and was finally erased by the Emperor of the Heavens, could it be that in this world, this kind of evil skill has appeared again.

"Grafting physique, I'm afraid Brother Xiaoyao is dreaming. Jimo said with a cold expression.

"Everything is possible, so Brother Mo doesn't have to worry about it. The Joyful Holy Son breathed a sigh of relief, slowly lowered his arms, and suddenly looked at Jimo, with two solid cold lights shooting out of his eyes, "I will pluck your holy womb with my own hands." ”

Rumble!

The explosion of the brilliant divine light, the Son of Freedom at a glance, turned into a terrifying Dao and Fa, a glimpse of the Dao, and the killing opportunity was infinite.

The eyes are all murderous weapons, unheard of, terrifying and terrifying, and the world is turned upside down.

Jimo retreated hundreds of feet, and finally stabilized his figure, and the heart halberd rang loudly in his hand, roaring continuously, as if he was about to rush out.

Brush!

There was a slight stabbing sound in the air, and the cold front like a cicada's wings appeared silently, sticking to the top of Jimo's Adam's apple, and the Questioning Heart Halberd also pierced one of Shaqi's doppelgangers.

Moreover, Jimo swung his fist in an instant, knocking the other clone into flying ashes, but even so, he still fell behind and was surrounded by Shaqi.

Six doppelgangers, one deity, the doppelganger is immortal, and all the damage is harmless to the deity.

"Stand down, as Brother Mo's last battle, I will personally send him on his way. The Son of Freedom drank lightly, folded his hands, and walked slowly towards Jimo.

When the Xuanyi fluttered, a Xuan-colored armor was possessed, this armor was simple and full of scars, with a glorious past, extremely extraordinary.

Brush!

In silence, Sha Qi retreated, standing several miles away, like a ghost, extremely fast, he did not say a word, faithful and cold.

Jimo fixed his mind with a halberd and looked at the free son.

He is really alone at the moment, Yi Zhixuan was blocked by an unknown powerhouse, several powerhouses such as the Golden-winged Dapeng could not come, and Gu Rubidium Xu and Yan Po Su were also restrained.

At this moment, it was really impossible to fight his way out of the encirclement of hundreds of killers, but he was not afraid.

What a battle.

This is not arrogance, nor is it ignorant of the height of the sky, but the attitude that a strong person should have on the way to growth.

"At this moment, Brother Mo is still so calm, I really admire it, if you are not a holy fetus, you and I can drink and talk happily. The Son of Freedom sighed, his face changed with regret.

Suddenly, he shot and killed, very suddenly, his attack was extremely simple, just a punch that grew in, but this punch came out, the space trembled, and the avenue sang.

How dare Jimo be careless, the halberd stabbed out directly, and collided with this punch, and suddenly his expression changed slightly, how strong his halberd was, he naturally understood, but such a halberd did not even break the fist of the Son of Freedom.

On that huge fist, the brilliance flowed, colorful and crystalline, like the most perfect jade, unscathed.

Jimo's heart sank, the Son of Freedom was not the Purple Emperor's overlord, but his physical body was so strong that he couldn't even hurt his heart halberd.

"I forgot to tell Brother Mo, my defense has never been broken through, even if it is Ye Fengshen's combat power, he can't do it, Brother Mo shouldn't waste his efforts in this regard, you still use all your strength to take the last battle of your life seriously!"

Rumble!

The Son of Freedom waved his iron fist and pressed it up again, the face of his fist was as white as jade, radiant and colorful, like colorful glass, gorgeous and unbreakable.

The huge iron fist fell, and each punch hit the heart halberd, and the metal resonated, and the divine power was unstoppable.

Jimo was dignified, and the Inquiry Halberd seemed to come alive in his hand, but this was just enough to stop the shadow of the fist in the sky, and he was powerless to fight back at all.

The defense of the Joyful Saint Son is too terrifying, completely impenetrable, Jimo has a halberd to pierce the defense, but when it is close to the skin of the Joyful Son, this halberd has lost any power.

And because of this halberd, he showed his flaws, and was punched in the shoulder by the Son of Freedom, and the golden blood was scattered.

Rumble!

The self-avenue that melted into the flesh roared, spreading the attack of this punch into every inch of Jimo's skin, however, it still couldn't stop the swaying of golden blood.

"I heard that Brother Mo's Dao can copy all the Dao and Fa, so I will use these meat fists today to end Brother Mo. "The Son of Freedom grabbed the void with both hands, pulled countless qi machines, gathered the clouds, and turned into a big seal.

"Mountains and rivers!"

Airplanes!

The big seal has dozens of zhang big, like a small mountain, this big seal has mountains and rivers, there are flat rivers, all accommodated as a whole, the brilliance is shining, brilliant and bright, when it is formed, the wind and clouds change color, and the universe is vibrating.

Jimo did not retreat, he reflexively played the void seal, the first four seals were all shot, under the superposition of 'no injury' combat power, there was an increase in the attack of attacking Daoyun, and the four seals were shot, the momentum was vast, and the ups and downs of ten thousand laws.

Jimo was promoted to Dao He, able to fuse the Great Dao attack, and the terrifying Void Seal finally appeared, each seal was like an unshakable mountain, as if shattering the long river of time, flying out from the primeval pre-primeval period, the vicissitudes of ancient meaning.

Rumble!

The two world-shattering seals collided, the divine power was mighty, the void shattered, and in the dark space cracks, the silent wind was howling.

"To be able to break the million-year curse and force the Heavenly Dao to kill you is really unusual. ”

In the brilliant explosion light wave, a Xuanyi battle armor flew out at an extremely fast speed, and he did not suffer any damage.

The Son of Freedom was in front of him with one hand, holding it into an eagle's claw, grabbing it towards the top of Jimo's head, his expression was indifferent, and he laughed to himself, "But so what, you can't break through my defenses, and how can you cause damage to me!"

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