Chapter 333: Forced Kill

The situation of the war was developing too fast. The main reason was Yi Shuihan's intentional push, and there was also the "major hero" Nan Shenzun suppressed his wealth without regard for the consequences. The Morgan Lord forced both sides to open one trump card after another as quickly as possible. At this moment, any conventional means were no longer useful, and the war directly entered the upward channel.

Mu Fanli fought with the Southern God Lord in a stunning battle, and the endless black and white palm shadows were superimposed in space, covering a range of 1,000 meters, which made the eight-toothed conch unable to move at all. The unique aggression characteristic of the artifact, Tianxiang, was undoubtedly revealed. The more powerful the energy, the more useless the weapon reached its range of confrontation.

The fat man turned sharply, forcing the Southern God Lord to have no ability to fight back and no power to fight back.

In the past year, Mu Fan's entry can no longer be described as a thousand miles a day. It is not too much to say that he has a light-year of one day and half. He first benefited from the Phoenix Galaxy battlefield, then experienced the unique inheritance of the Tianluo Secret Realm, and then entered the tomb of the Burial Star tomb to know what the top power of the Galaxy is. He also helped conquer the originator of human artifacts through the Great Tamer Tomb of the Beast Skill. Finally, the source ability was further tempered by the Tears of God, and his strength was only one step away from the original Saint of Wuyue, which was half a peerless.

The Southern God Lord became more and more frightened. According to the information collected, he was not unfamiliar with the fat man in front of him. He knew that he was the number one master of the Mu family, but he did not expect that his power was so strong that it was extremely difficult to deal with the energy collapse caused by each attack. The level and realm were not something that could be explained clearly at the hard level. The gap was the gap. There was always only strength fighting on the battlefield, and there was no such thing as luck.

"It seems that it's impossible not to fight hard today." Nan Shen Zun simply took his leave, not caring about the situation of the large army behind him. He waved his hand and saw a huge ray of light. The speed of this light was so fast that it was even more difficult to describe its destructive power. Mu Fanli was forced to retreat more than 200 meters by the artifact before he could barely stop, thinking: "Is the old Morgan clan who is anxious to jump over the wall?"

The eight-toothed conch finally broke free from its constraints and spun again and again. It melted rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into a few drops of light liquid. The Southern God Master saw the opportunity to tilt his head and swallow the viscous light liquid. His body suddenly expanded three points, his muscles and balloons continued to grow, and his muscles and bones were also pulled up step by step. His robe was stretched open a little by a huge force, and his ferocious face was annoying.

Mu Fanli saw that something was wrong and quickly raised his palm and printed it. Although he tried his best, there was always a barrier in front of him, which only shocked Old Morgan and roared silently, without causing a substantial blow.

This time it was amazing. The South God Lord's aura was strong again and again. I don't know how to use how to improve his cultivation to a terrifying state. Moreover, the conch above his head finally melted to the size of five meters. After the light dissipated, it was clear that it was a bronze cabinet full of patterns, which seemed to vent the previous unhappiness in the battle. Old Morgan raised his head and roared wildly to cause a space shock wave. The entire battlefield was implicated for more than a thousand kilometers and was swept by this unexpected aura.

Something even more worrying happened. Two hundred breaths in the distance seemed to be responding to the roar of the South God Lord, and they also started to shout one after another. It was the Blood Crow army. The five elves ancestors who were fighting against it felt pressured and had to control the large artifact Mo Di temporarily retreated half a kilometer. Ziyun contracted repeatedly and turned attacks into defense.

Everyone in the pyramid control hall stared at the light screen. Not to mention the performance of the Black Moon Nightmare Dragon, it is not optimistic to just look at the situation in the three battle circles of our side.

At the front end of the battle circle, the South God Lord stood tall on the bronze cabinet after transforming, and looked at Mu Fanli two hundred meters away. Although he had not taken action yet, the momentum of both sides was already tense, and even Yi Shuihan could not explain clearly what was in the bronze cabinet. It is certain that the two of them would fight again until they died.

In the middle area, Haierte and Lao Lang fought against four commanders of the Abyss Prison. In terms of cultivation and strength, the Twenty-fourth of Wood naturally had the absolute advantage. A magical artifact, gravity double arrows alone were extremely powerful, second only to Tianji Xuanyuan Collection. However, the four commanders of the Abyss Prison were powerful, and they were powerful. They were powerful under the crotch of the Super-level battle beasts under their crotch. They fought to the point of being equal, and it was difficult to immediately distinguish the top and bottom. As for the more than 700 commanders of the Abyss Prison behind, it was not easy. The eighteen bone disaster mechanical beasts posed a great threat to them. Black ice is extremely aggressive, and if they are touched, most of the cellular energy needs to be resolved. How can any delay be allowed on the battlefield? No matter how strong the vitality of the black giant beasts collided, it also scattered with the ice.

In the rear, two hundred Morgan masters jumped into the bronze cabinet, and their momentum was connected to one place, no less than Tianluo Ziyun. If it weren't for the powerful troops called "Blood Crow" in these North Gods, the rest of the Morgan Prison warriors would have been unavoidable. At this moment, they were already a contest between strong people. It would be easy to be in the battlefield without the eleventh level of cultivation? As long as the power was slightly leaked in the duel, even if it was not destroyed, they would not be far from death. In this case, the Abyss Warriors became a huge burden, giving the five elves ancestors the opportunity to secretly accumulate strength and prepare to exert the power of the artifact.

The bronze cabinet under the feet of the South God Lord suddenly broke, and then the tall body fell into it, intertwined with the blood red in the cabinet. When the South God Lord fell into the bronze cabinet, a similar situation occurred in two hundred blood crows in the distance. The five elves ancestors were ready to see what tricks these Morgans were playing.

Many changes occurred in more than ten seconds. Mu Fanli did nothing and watched everything happen quietly, because the other party was not inferior to himself in terms of momentum or soaring energy. Moreover, the magic weapon on his palms was filled with vague expectations, as if he was willing to see his opponent stronger, so that it would be more interesting to fight. The fat man looked at his palm and smiled, thinking: "It's really a warlike magic weapon!"

In a blink of an eye, the South God rushed out of the blood light, and the main part of the body was covered with a layer of armor. Each armor was covered with a thick serrated "discus" on the edges. There were a total of forty-eight "serrated discus" in front of and behind the body. The large one was two meters in diameter and the small one was thirty centimeters in diameter. It seemed that the South God God was surrounded by many "gears".

The Blood Crow troops in the distance also wore the same equipment, but the number of "gears" is not as exaggerated as the Nan Shenzun. Each person only controls twenty pieces. Don't ignore the power of this small group. After Xiaoliu's preliminary calculation, it has increased three to four times from defense to attack. This result shocked Yi Shuihan a little, wondering if it should be reinforced? He communicated with the five elves ancestors but gave up this idea, because Modi had prepared eighty-one "life and death Circles".

No one knows the true origin of Modi. This large artifact is even stronger than the "glorious weapon" of the Star Raid Dynasty. Tianluo Ziyun also belongs to the category of large artifacts. If the two are combined into one, then the five elves ancestors will jointly launch it. Looking at the entire Galaxy, it is very small in power. As early as after the first wave of attacks, the follow-up preparations for the "Life and Death Sword Circle" were in full swing. Now, the enemy has shown its true strength, and the elves should also add some highlights, at least let the Morgans, who have always been arrogant, know that they are powerful.

When the Southern God Lord and Mu Fanli had not yet fought, the five elves ancestors launched the Modi offensive step. At first, the Void Sword Circle enveloped the huge space, covering all the Blood Crow troops and the Abyss Warriors. If it were just a little bit of obstacle, it would be difficult to form a fatal blow. The first sword Circle was actually establishing the spatial coordinates for Modi, and the next step was the real wind and sword rain.

In a moment, the sword curtain poured down, and the warriors of the Abyss Prison became a vulnerable group. The void sword shadow pierced the sky, and the speed was not something they could keep up with. After half a minute, more than 200 soldiers were pierced. Even if the blood crow had super strong strength, they could not take care of everything.

The Southern God Lord responded to the battle from afar and couldn't help but frown. In fact, he had another unknown identity, that is, the Blood Crow God Envoy of the Sea of ​​Injustice. It was with this special relationship that he could command 200 Blood Crows, so he was confident when facing a strong enemy. Unfortunately, after Yi Shuihan, who inherited the thousand-year-old legacy of Grand Duke Xuanyuan, explored the Burial Star Tomb Array, whether from the perspective of strength or the combat power of the Twenty-four people of Mu, he was not a powerful organization that outsiders could measure the depth at will. This was destined to be removed from the Morgan clan.

Modi's attack, with the first wave, there will be a second wave. The sword curtain turns into a waterfall and ruthlessly eroded. It is absolutely unpleasant to be in it. The Morgans did not sit and wait for death. Thousands of blood-colored "gears" flowed up and tried to compete with the large artifact. The five elves ancestors could see clearly and shouted disdainfully: "Children, suppress me, and twenty sword circles were activated at the same time."

The previous two waves of attacks were only fifteen sword circles. Now they were about to release twenty at once, and immediately pushed the battle to the peak.

The brilliant light bursts out within tens of thousands of kilometers, and the scene is more than magnificent. The waterfall formed by the Void Sword at the center of the glory has long disappeared. It is replaced by the ocean of swords and the world of light. The 200 blood crows have no choice but to protect the warriors of the Abyss. They quickly laid blood-colored "gears" in front of them and behind them, using an energy sequence that is almost matrix to fight the impact.

The five elves ancestors ignited the fighting spirit of the sky, their white robes swelled, their beards floated high, and their hands were fast in the air. The inscription on the inner wall of the artifact was like a soul trapped for many years was about to break free. The sword veins were tightly clamped, and the energy ripples were complex. In order to help Yi Shuihan and to establish the status of the elves in history, several elves fought for their lives. The elves below only heard their hearts shouted in unison: "Forty-five sword circles are ready to continue to attack."

"Crazy, the ancestors are all crazy." Some elves were surprised, but most of the elves' faces were revealed, and they were driven by the fighting spirit of the five ancestors. They gritted their teeth and urged their energy in their bodies. They pointed their hands in front of their seats. The forty-five sword veins became tighter and tighter. Modi's internal airflow roared, making a loud "creaking" sound. This huge act was also testing the carrying capacity of the artifact itself.

"Okay, that's now." Taizu first pressed his hands down, and forty-five sword circles were activated at the same time. The short-term collapse of material space began. One million kilometers first shone brightly, and then suddenly became dark, as if it were to deprive all the light of the entire Milky Way. If it weren't for the intermittent blood-colored light flash appearing in the dark, I would have thought that after entering a black hole, all the situation would have seemed so strange, and the battlefield would have stopped at this moment, no matter how far or near it was.

Every time the blood-colored light flashes in the darkness, it takes away a blood crow warrior's life. When the entire space returns to normal and ushers in faint light, there are only 34 Morgan masters who can have breath, 25 of whom are on the verge of death and are not even dying. As for the warriors in the Abyss, they do not even leave ashes and are directly thorned into many atomic particles.

The Southern God Lord couldn't believe this result. The 20,000 soldiers in the Abyss Prison were all destroyed, and nothing was left. The 200 Morgan Blood Crow troops still had less than ten people. Moreover, the blood crow equipment that they were proud of was even more broken, and there was no such thing as none, and they could no longer play a defensive role. Before they could recover, they saw Tianluo Ziyun gathered, and a figure floated in the void, with its pointed long ears showing its identity, which was Taizu among the elf ancestors.

Mo Di played a total of 80 sword circles, and the last one was not released. The other elves became extremely weak due to exhausting their energy. However, Taizu's practice has been long and he still has the power to perfectly implement the Yi Shuihan combat plan.

At this moment, Taizu was surrounded by a large magic weapon. He raised his hands high, and his consciousness was closely connected with the sword vein that was twisted, and his expression was indifferent. His kindness to the enemy was cruelty to himself. Only by attacking the Morgans to the greatest extent can he gain the vitality of human beings, and the survival of the fittest, and the day the universe was born. This is its entire law.

Slowly, Taizu took action, and the last sword circle was completely different. The figure and the sword shadow overlapped in one place, and took a step forward with great pleasure. It was this step that caused the awake blood crow warrior's pupils to shrink slightly, and he didn't even blink his eyelids. The invisible sword energy was divided freely in his body, and there were as many as thousands of sword marks on his body, and "death" became their only destination.

One-third of the 108 elves who controlled Mo Di suffered internal injuries of varying degrees. After all, the five elves ancestors were a little eager for quick success and instant benefits. Fortunately, they finally destroyed the enemies in the latter part of the battlefield. Now the Southern God Lord couldn't stand it anymore. Those lost lives were all his hard work, and his body was as sad as a sieve, and he almost bleeded blood. If Mu Fanli hadn't been eyeing him, he would have wanted to go over and avenge his children.

Now that the matter is now, the South God Lord doesn't want to go back alive. His face is extremely ferocious and activated the Blood Crow suit. Forty-eight "gears" swept over like whimpering. Mu Fanli didn't dare to be careless at all. He flew up and down his palms and laid countless spaces while regressing. The enemy was invincible in his rage. Even the originator of human artifacts could not stop the sharpness.

Mu Fanli gathered energy in his whole body, and avoiding was not a solution. A loud roar from "六" shocked the enemy's mind, and his whole body was filled with energy. The wide outer shell flew, turning into a black and white colored light and collided head-on.

The forty-seven gears of the Southern God Lord were shocked one by one, but there was still a "blood-colored gear" attacking Mu Fanli's chest through the overlapping spaces. He did not expect that the defense would be completely broken through. The fat man was so angry that he turned his body suddenly. The big slap was invincible and turned into a deadly blood-colored seal from various angles.

The "boom" shock wave extends from all directions. The Southern God just gained the upper hand and wanted to chase him, but was accidentally stopped.

As a result, he was worthy of the number one master of the Mu family. In the moment, Mu Fanli finally resolved the "blood color" that broke through. Seeing the enemy being pressed hard, he had no choice but to use the incomparable impact force of the sky to shake the gear into countless pieces. The reverse impact force of the foot was able to escape. Fortunately, Yi Shuihan and An'er drew the essence of the confinement ball to create a full-body armor that was close to the skin, reducing the residual power of the fragment to the lowest level. Otherwise, no matter how strong the body was, it would not be able to withstand such violent explosions.

Even without any hindrance, Mu Fanli was shocked and sweated coldly, thinking: "If it weren't for the sufficient preparation before the war, the victory or defeat would have been decided. What a great Southern God Lord actually pushed his strength to this point by looking at death as if he was home. The brave ones who fought against each other won. If they were suppressed like this, even if they were not dead, they would lose their skin. The five elves ancestors showed their strength frantically, so I wouldn't hide it." Thinking of this, I called out: "Tianhuang, 200% of the power! Let's fight together!"

The black and white light that covered the fat man was harmonized, and soon the water and milk blended together. The space within ten meters was distorted. Mu Fanli's figure was covered and his breath was completely integrated into the universe.

Nan Shenzun's heart was terrified. This feeling was only found in the Divine Emperor. It was certain that it was definitely not the source ability field emitted by the peak master. He suddenly realized: "Is the opponent a peerless?"

No one can understand what is going on, because Mu Fanli used the Tianxiang Eclipse to force the space within ten meters to merge with the universe. To some extent, it can also be regarded as the last trench that transcends the evolution of life, and temporarily appreciates the style of the opposite side.

The fat man Mu Fanli never felt that he was in such a good state. He could trigger billions of kilometers of space energy with a wave of his hand. However, he knew that this kind of spiritual self-inflation was completely an illusion. Even a true peerless master could not do it easily. He had to fight and take down the South God Lord quickly, otherwise he would fall into confusion about his obsession with power.

This time, the situation completely reversed. No matter how hard the Southern God Lord tried, he could not break through the ten-meter twisted space rolling in front of him, and the palm shadows were sniping at the top and bottom, left and right. He had never had the same isolation and helplessness in his life. It was so terrible. Is this a peerless power?

The universe resonates, and the chaos is interpreted, and they fight each other. The Southern God feels that he is fighting against the heaven and earth, competing with the Milky Way, and the human power is finally exhausted. How can he resist the power of the universe? The battle is timid and there is no need to continue. The forty-seven broken blood rays collapsed at the same time, and the forced expansion of the body instantly shriveled. His lifelong favor and disgrace passed through his heart. If he had not underestimated the opponent's strength and looked at humans calmly, he would not have ruined all his lives. Now, everything he said is in vain, his face is ashamed, and he saw that the twisted space was crushed from the top of his head and was thorned into powder on the spot.
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