Shura Underworld Slash! "

In the next instant, Mo Xueming turned into a black light, soaring into the sky, and immediately swung his knife down.

Click!

The Shura Blood Palace was completely shattered, and the monstrous devil energy was poured onto the blade.

This knife was so black that it was extremely dazzling, and it was much more powerful than just now.

There was even a faint trace of Origin Qi, quietly spreading out.

This move "Sura Underworld Slash" was a secret technique that Mo Xueming had learned alone after he sacrificed to the Demon Palace. Its power had surpassed the ordinary Hong Mongol technique, and had a hint of "source" aura.

The source of Shura, the source of ghost energy!

"Star Emperor Flying Sword, guard!"

Xuanyuan Moxie's forehead blue veins burst, and he roared suddenly, and his body vibrated with blood and energy. 100,000 flying swords burst out and surrounded him, forming a wall of swords, bursting with stars, firmly guarding him. Body.

"Break it for me!"

Mo Xueming slashed down with a slash, the blade shook thunder, rumbling and shaking, and with only one blow, Xuanyuan Moxie's flying sword wall was destroyed layer by layer.

boom!

The terrifying blade slashed fiercely on Xuanyuan Moxie's body.

"Puff!"

Xuanyuan Moxie spurted blood violently, a flesh that was harder than Tianwai's fine gold, instantly bursting, blood flowing.

His whole person was also completely chopped off, and he fell heavily to the ground, causing a cloud of smoke and dust, dying, and instantly sinking into death.

"Palace Master!"

The Yantian Dragon God on the side saw that Xuanyuan Moxie was seriously injured, and suddenly exclaimed.

"I am the master of Shura, kill all enemies!"

And Mo Xueming, lifting the knife in the air, his eyes sharp and silent.

But his will shook the void, shook the universe, and sang heavily.

The loud singing sound spread all over the world, and shook the starry sky of the universe.

Even Shangjie saw his arrogant edge.

Whether it is Diyuan Palace or Upper Realm, it is clear that there is a brilliant superstar rising up.

Although Mo Xueming's life span was only one year left.

But in these last years, he was the most brilliant existence in this starry sky.

The name of the Lord of Shura will surely shock the world!

One year later, he may fall, but his name will last forever, and it will last forever, enough for future generations to mourn.

His existence represents the extreme of Ghost Dao, and the extreme of Asura is simply invincible.

Ye Chen and his party were shocked when they saw Mo Xueming's figure.

Xuanyuan Moxie was so invincible and terrifying just now, but in the blink of an eye, he was cut off by Mo Xueming, severely injured and dying.

"It's your turn."

Mo Xueming licked his lips, looked at Ye Chen and others, his eyes were murderous.

Now that Heavenly Dao Palace has been defeated, he can solve the threat and kill Ye Chen's troubles.

Just now, the Star Emperor Feijian killed him. He saved Ye Chen, but he didn't want the Heavenly Mystery Taoist to be killed. It was nothing but Xuanyuan Moxie.

Now Xuanyuan Moxie was seriously wounded and was dying, and no one could threaten him anymore. He could personally kill the audience.

"Go! Jiu Youhu, stop him!"

Ye Chen stared fiercely, yelled again and again, took out the ancient box from the reincarnation cemetery, directly released it and opened it.

call!

A ray of black air instantly rose into the sky.

A terrifying big demon rushed out in the black mist, raising its head and roaring, it was Jiuyouhu.

When he saw Mo Xueming slash down Xuanyuan Moxie, Ye Chen felt bad and was already prepared.

Jiu Youhu was released immediately, and he immediately led people back.

"Master, I will stay with you!"

Youying Ghost Weasel yelled, but did not leave, and stood beside Jiuyouhu with Jinluan Tianxi.

Jiu Youhu barred his teeth, his eyes were fierce, and he glared at them, but his memory was sealed, and he couldn't remember their identity for a while.

"Haha, can an ancient monster be able to stop me?"

Mo Xueming smiled coldly, holding a knife in his hand, and was about to kill him. Suddenly, a series of solemn prayers sounded in his ears.

"Burning my remnant body, burning my real blood, the divine light revived, and the holy ancestor returned..."

The person who chants is the Yantian Dragon God!

His huge dragon body is entrenched in the sky, with compassion and determination in his eyes.

As he chanted, strands of blood qi continued to diffuse out of his body, turning into a beam of blood-colored light, and falling on Xuanyuan Moxie.

"Scorching Heaven..."

Xuanyuan Moxie struggled to open his eyes and stared at the Yantian Dragon God in the sky.

At this moment, Yantian Dragon God was actually offering himself a sacrifice to heal his injuries!

Under the nourishment of the sky of blood, Xuanyuan Moxie's injury quickly recovered, and his body bloomed with divine light again.

In an instant, Yantian Dragon's spirit and blood dried up, and all the essence sacrifices were exhausted. The original fleshy dragon body was completely withered and shrivelled, leaving only a layer of withered skin covering his bones.

"My Lord Palace, I wish you a prosperous martial arts, and we will see you again."

The Yantian Dragon God made a hoarse voice, his eyes were bleak, completely reduced to a corpse, falling from the sky.

"Scorching sky!"

Xuanyuan Moxie yelled out, only to feel that his scalp was numb, and the sky fell.

If in this world, he still has any fetters and anyone close to him, then there is only Yantian Dragon God.

But now, the Yantian Dragon God has completely passed away, and he has also completely become a lonely person, a truly lonely existence, and there is no one in the world anymore.

"Damn it!"

Seeing Xuanyuan Moxie's injury recovered, Mo Xueming's expression suddenly changed wildly, no longer caring about Ye Chen and the others, swiping a knife and killing him.

"Mo Xueming, I want your corpse to be broken into pieces!"

Xuanyuan Moxie's eyes were full of sadness, full of monstrous hatred and anger, waved his big hand, and shouted to the sky:

"Sogo Shenxia Palace, come!"

Rumble!

The sound fell, and a magnificent palace in the depths of Tiandao Palace suddenly rose from the ground, flying over like a mountain.

This palace is full of aura, full of clouds, golden light and flames, endless divine light, endless treasures, such as the heavenly divine palace, brilliant to the extreme, it is the legendary Sogo Shenxia palace!

In fact, ~www.mtlnovel.com~ After Xuanyuan Mo Xieni practiced Hongmeng, his cultivation base has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has enough strength to refine the Sogo Shenxia Palace.

However, his causal fetters have not yet been cut, and rash refining may trigger backlash, so he did not take action.

And now, with the death of Yantian Dragon God, his only close bond in the world was completely broken.

At this moment, he had no fetters anymore, detached and comfortable, with a wave of his hand, the heavenly palace descended, the divine light was overwhelming, and the majestic aura rolled away, sweeping through the wilderness.

"It's over!"

Mo Xueming's face changed wildly. Under the crush of Sogo Shenxia Palace, he only felt great pressure. The Shura armor on his body was cracked, and he hurriedly drew back.

But Xuanyuan Moxie, whose body was like a scorching sun, rose slowly, standing on the top of Sogo Shenxia Palace, overlooking the mountains and rivers, his eyes were extremely desolate, and he only felt that everything was ants and everything was floating clouds.

(End of this chapter)