Mo Wentian's arms trembled slightly, the reincarnation mirror was no longer broken, but began to heal, the mirror surface that scattered blue light, the brilliance was magnificent, and on the quaint bronze round mirror, the crack healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Mo Wentian, Mo Mo and I have the same origin, coexisting in the reincarnation mirror, if you break the reincarnation mirror, not only will I die, but he will also die. In the eyes of the ghost baby, black as a sword, he turned around and grabbed Mo Wentian, and Mo Wentian's neck was stuck in the iron finger card, and he grinned.

Mo Wentian's expression did not change, and let the ghost baby grasp the lifeline, the fire of life in his eyes was about to be extinguished, and his body was lifted by the ghost baby with one arm, held high in the air, and he did not struggle to resist, only sighed softly, "The road is one foot high, and the demon is one foot high." ”

"My good father, if you had this kind of consciousness and handed over Mo Mo to me to devour, how could you still be in this situation, this is your own doing. The ghost baby smiled and remembered the past.

In the past 6,000 years, if Mo Wentian hadn't obstructed Jimo in every possible way and hid Jimo in an unknown space, he would have devoured Jimo a long time ago, completely achieved perfection, attained the emperor's way, and proclaimed himself emperor facing the starry sky.

How can there be an annual calamity, so that a month will be weakened and its strength greatly reduced? If he is really called the emperor, maybe he is now smiling proudly in the sky, and with the help of the complete human king inheritance, he has reached the pinnacle of humanity.

"You have something to say. The ghost baby had a hideous face, holding the Mowen Mandate Gate, and clenched it with iron hands.

Mo Wentian's complexion changed instantly, and his anger was like a gossamer, if it weren't for the holy body, it would have been pinched into nothingness.

"Evil prevails over good. His voice was stuck in his throat, his face was calm and ruddy, but a trace of regret flashed in the depths of his pupils.

"You can believe this kind of nonsense, what is evil, what is right, this emperor still needs good and evil to judge, you are really old, old and confused, six thousand years ago, you would not say such things. The ghost baby laughed.

The black fog boiled, the reincarnation mirror fled, the cracks on the surface healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the ancient blue light fell, extremely mysterious.

"Heaven and earth do not practice benevolence and righteousness, and good and evil are at ease in their hearts. Holy Emperor, you will never be recognized by me, because you don't have that heart. Mo Wentian closed his eyes, a look of resignation, and did not resist and struggle at all.

"Mo Wentian, do you really think that this emperor is reluctant to kill you?" The ghost baby roared angrily, the black mist exploded, bursting in all directions, and the black light in his eyes was like two divine swords, piercing into Mo Wentian's body.

Suddenly, he raised the corners of his lips and sneered, and waved his arm to throw Mo Wentian away, "Stay away obediently and see how I kill Mo Mo." ”

Mo Wentian's body flew upside down, and he had been drawing hundreds of feet in the air, his closed eyes opened, his eyes flashed with pity, and there was only a sigh left.

The ghost baby is not not not to kill him, but he is reluctant to kill, he would rather stay and torture than really kill him, this kind of hatred and distorted mentality has created a complex feeling, and even the ghost baby may not be able to say clearly.

"See clearly how the person you have high hopes for is different from Bendi. "The black fog is boiling, even more terrifying and terrifying than before, rolling black fog, submerging tens of thousands of miles, like the revival of the ancient evil gods.

Rumble!

The ghost baby shot out, the black mist turned into shape, and gathered into a giant halberd towering in the sky, thousands of feet long, the sky vibrating, and the blue sky trembled, as if it was about to collapse.

The thousand-foot-tall black fog giant stood in the middle of the universe, clutching the black mist halberd, his eyes were boiling like blood-red magma, and his body was surrounded by black mist, just clenched his fists, like a small mountain.

He stared ahead, staring at the golden figure, magma boiling in his blood-red pupils.

Rumble!

The ghost baby stepped forward, the mountains shook, the earth shook, the void trembled, he was like the ancient devil who had been released, the ancient evil honor.

The snow waves jumped, like the splash of water under his feet, and the black mist filled the front of the halberd, like a roaring black dragon. The halberd slammed into the golden figure, and in an instant, the figure was submerged in black flames and completely disappeared into the sky.

Behind the ghost baby, the bronze ancient mirror is thousands of feet high, like a gate to the other world, mysterious, ancient lines, blue light is lit, and half of the polar glaciers are trembling.

Phew!

Suddenly, the black mist exploded, refined by the endless golden light, the golden dazzling and dazzling, purifying all the filthy demons, like the ancient golden crow that fell to the ground, like the sun god bird stepping through the sky, the black mist was refined, turned into nothingness, and never existed.

At the core of the golden light, the figure stabbed out the human king halberd with one hand, his face was cold and calm, his long hair fell sharply like a waterfall, and the multicolored battle armor was shattered and reorganized.

This halberd, like the king being born again, seems to be the strongest halberd at the top of the firmament, as if it has broken through the long river of time, broken through the space barrier, and killed it from the ancient years.

Pinnacle Halberd!

The consciousness of the human king, the godless soldiers, and the pinnacle avenue, the origin of the mystery, the combination of these powerful forces, the most legendary person in the long history, with a halberd peerless posture, proud of the ancient and modern years.

Click!

The reincarnation mirror was shattered again, and it was stabbed in the center by such a halberd, the weakness of the entire ancient mirror, this weakness, like the monk's life, once it was grasped, it could control life and death.

The ghost baby's face changed, all the brilliance came to an end, the black smoke in the sky also subsided, like the tide rising and eventually ebbing, he looked up at the human king halberd, revealing the first and only bitter smile in his life.

Unstoppable, even if he is at the peak of his strength, it is difficult to stop, a king who comprehends the pole of the Tao and the law, explores the mystery of the origin, and reverses the rules, really can't be killed.

"This king never accepts any threats, and you can't threaten this king. ”

The figure spoke, the reincarnation mirror was completely shattered, and the canopy exploded, becoming a pile of fragments, and the ghost baby opened his mouth silently, raising his arm and grabbing the void, trying to keep it, but he couldn't succeed after all.

He dissipated, was refined by golden light, and became a dark fragment in the sky, and soon even the fragment ceased to exist, and a generation of Saint Emperors, who had reigned for six thousand years, finally fell like this.

Disheveled!

High in the air, the figure's chest exploded, blood splashed, and in an instant, the colorful armor disappeared, and the human king's halberd also turned into residual light, and the figure fell directly.

Planted unconsciously from thousands of feet in the sky, the most holy had to be crushed.

In the distance, Mo Wentianzhan rolled his sleeves to Jimo, and raised his sword with two fingers, pointing at Jimo's temples.

Burst!

A ball of brilliance flew out of Jimo's spleen, broke through the void barrier in the blink of an eye, left the polar glacier, flew far to the ruins of the Heavenly Halberd Holy Land, and fell into the body of a Xuanyi monk.

Boom!

The void shook, and the fragments of the reincarnation mirror in the snow suddenly flew up in the air, all the fragments were reassembled, and wisps of light lit up at the cracks, and soon this bronze ancient mirror was restored to its original state, flying into the sky like a stream of arrows, and entering the vast galaxy.

Mo Wentian didn't have time to be distracted, and looked at the haggard young man in Tsing Yi in front of him, the young man's chest was blurred with blood, his face was covered with blood, his starry eyes were closed, and his injuries were terrifying and heavy.

For a monk who has entered the Void Realm, Jimo's physical body is definitely at the peak, but for a king, it is really too weak.

Such a fragile body participated in the duel of the strongest and was not completely destroyed, it is already a blessing, it is a miracle to be able to keep the fire of life with the current situation where the meridians are completely destroyed and the body is broken, and this injury is not lighter than the life-and-death duel between Jimo and Yanchen.

Mo Wentian raised his fingers and sighed lightly, he was much older in an instant, his hair was gray, his face was full of furrow-like wrinkles, his palms were like dead branches, and his skin was loose and weak.

He is old, and he can no longer guarantee his immortal appearance, and if it were not for this battle, the most holy body would not have changed for thousands of years.

"Son, I have done my best for my father. Mo Wentian took out a ball of purple blood the size of a rosary from his chest, raised his hand and flicked it into Jimo's heart, and then he stretched out his sleeves and sent Jimo down to the sky.

Immediately, his body began to decompose, turning into countless powders, which were blown away by the extreme wind and drifted into the distance.

"Mo'er, you can have today's achievements, happy for your father, the road is long and difficult, the road to enlightenment is long, you must not slack off.

You are loyal and righteous, and its path will be more obstructive, remember not to be happy and sad, this road is difficult and long, cause and effect are self-contained, and obedience is from the heart.

Although the father is gone, but far away in the void battlefield, you don't have to worry, this legacy is just a mark for the father, even if it is destroyed, don't worry.

The long road is too far, waiting for you in the void battlefield for the father. ”

The murmur that echoes in the heavens and the earth fades away with the wind.

Jimo's body flew upside down and fell to the ground, he didn't have any perception of the outside world at the moment, and his soul seemed to be imprisoned in a golden cage, outside the cage, the king-like figure stood, his eyes closed, and there was no breath at all.

"Who am I?" The murmur echoed in the sea of knowledge, and Jimo was lost in the chaos.

At one moment, he thought that he was the king of people, fighting ghost babies, but the next moment, he was puzzled, and another memory reminded him that he was born half an emperor, his name was Mo Mo, and then a voice came out, telling him that his name was Jimo.

He is like standing at a three-way intersection, each road leads to the chaos and fog, those three roads, one is called Renwang, one is called Momo, and the other is called Jimo, he stands at the intersection and hesitates, not knowing how to choose.

"Who am I?" he asked again, these three roads are extremely mysterious, leading to the unknown, he stood at the intersection and hesitated, looking left and right.

"Why do I say me, and what do I mean?"

It is a fog of chaos, and Jimo seems to have fallen into a deep sleep, entering a strange dream, in which he loses himself.

"I'm the king of people, no, I'm Momo, it doesn't seem right, then I'm Jimo?" he wondered, as if he felt the name 'Jimo' closer, so he walked on this path, into the fog of the unknown.

"I am me, I am Jimo, whether it is the king of people, or Momo, it is not me. Jimo muttered, trying to open his eyes, looking at the black pressure in the sky, the goose feather snowflakes hit his face and slowly melted.

The sky is like a beast that devours people, the heavy oppression makes it impossible to breathe, and the air is full of frost factors, inhaling into the throat, cold to the bottom of the heart.

Jimo opened his eyes, but he swept the sky in confusion, and then closed it again, unconscious in the snow, the consciousness of the human king revived, and then the battle with the ghost baby, all of which caused great damage to this body.

On the distant horizon, the wind and snow were filled, and the wind blowing from the sea of silence finally gradually stopped, and this apocalyptic catastrophe was completely subdued.

At the end of the earth, in the deepest part of the snowstorm, a slender figure walked up.

The girl was dressed in a typical grassland dress, with struggle and pain in her eyes, and suddenly, she stopped, looked at the body that was almost buried by the heavy snow, and her expression froze, "Mu ...... Holy Fetus!"

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[The first volume of "Who Am I" is over, and the nonsense is not right, five hundred and twenty-one chapters, more than nine months, Wutong has also changed from a newcomer to an old man, and his mood is a little complicated, just bury it in the bottom of his heart.

The next volume of "Gods and Demons". 】