Immemorial Paragon

"You're dead and gone, let's die."

Mo Qingyun stood high, looking down at Zirong below, showing the style of an emperor.

With a wave of Mo Qingyun's arm, the eighty-one ancient sword was sacrificed to form an aggressive sword formation.

The sword array is 10%, and the ancient sword with eighty-one handles is like a dragon flying out of the sea.

Facing the attack of the eighty-one ancient sword, Zi Rong immediately panicked, trying his best to resist the attack of the ancient sword.

Fire of Civilization * Emperor Seal killed the pupil.

When manipulating the sword array and bombarding Zi Rong, Mo Qingyun's left eye flashed red, and a flame soul mark came out.

The flame soul mark flew out of his eyes, and then he flew into the sea of ​​knowledge in Zirong instantly.

"Ah! This ... this is the fire of civilization!"

After being bombarded by Di Yin's killing pupil, Zi Rong immediately screamed, and her face became pale.

Immediately afterwards, the momentum he radiated weakened, apparently being hit hard by Mo Qingyun's blow.

As soon as Zirong's scream came out, it attracted the attention of the people around him, and they were all shocked.

"Mr. Mo's strength is really unfathomable."

Seeing Mo Qingyun's strong damage to Zi Rong, Chen Huangyi couldn't help but sigh, a self-deprecating wry smile appeared on his face, and said, "At the beginning, I was still thinking about bringing him into the Blood Sword Gate. Know Taishan. "

Thinking of the strength of the Blood Sword Gate, and looking at the combat power controlled by Mo Qingyun, Chen Huangyi felt an irony.

"Lord ... the master is so strong that even Zi Rong can't hold on to three moves under his help."

After discovering Mo Qingyun's powerful strength, he asked Yuema to rise for a while. Fortunately, the two Xue Long had interceded for him.

Otherwise, if he bumps into Mo Qingyun, he will only be killed by Mo Qingyun in vain.

"How ... how can this be? His talent is supernatural, how could he be so powerful."

Seeing Mo Qingyun's display of Emperor Yin's killing pupils, Tengcha's face showed a jealous expression, yelling at his teeth.

He also mastered Di Yin's killing of the pupil, but the power exerted by him was not comparable to that of Mo Qingyun.

This huge contrast makes Tengcha's heart very uncomfortable, as if blocking a large stone.

More crucially, once Zi Rong was killed by Mo Qingyun, no one would be able to protect him.

Tengcha became more and more afraid, and his face became paler and paler. He secretly said, "No, I can't stay here anymore, I must find a way to leave here."

This idea appeared in Tengcha's mind, and he quietly withdrew from the battle circle and tried to escape from the formation.

It only made Tengcha desperate, and before he came up with a solution, a sarcastic word came: "Tengcha, do you think you can escape in this situation?"

"Mo ... Mo Qingyun, you and I don't have much resentment, why do we have to kill everything."

Seeing his thoughts cleared, Tengcha's face showed a panic expression, and asked Mo Qingyun clothing softly for mercy: "You give me a chance to change, I let the whole Tengxian pulse, how will it be used for you from now on?

"Do you think I need the strength to make a connection?"

After hearing Tengcha's words, Mo Qingyun looked at him with a disdainful expression, and then asked him, saying: "I told you clearly, the reason why I have never killed you is just a punishment for you. I want you to feel it. , The feeling that death is slowly approaching. "

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Teng Cha's body trembled immediately, his face filled with despair.

He finally understood why no one had been doing anything to him, and he wanted to torture him.

"Mo Qingyun, you are still vicious!"

Knowing Mo Qingyun's intentions, Teng Cha's face showed a crazy expression, and he glared at Mo Qingyun.

Mo Qingyun didn't care about Tengcha's anger at all, and scorned: "When it comes to the viciousness, all the people present are not as good as your Tengcha, you still have to die obediently."

Seeing Mo Qingyun fight with himself and dare to distract himself from talking with Teng Cha, Zi Rong immediately felt a shame.

Mo Qingyun couldn't see him too much, anyway, he was also a strong man in the late sacred realm.

"Boy, when he meets the old husband, he dares to be distracted and seek death."

Zi Rong sighed angrily, and his shots became a bit harsh. It seemed to be desperately trying to follow Mo Qingyun.

Seeing Zi Rong ’s move, Mo Qingyun pouted his lips and said, “I do n’t see Mo Qingyun, but you Zi Rong, it ’s right. If I focus on you, it will only make you die faster. That's it. "

"Since you're in a hurry to find death, I'll do it for you."

Mo Qingyun's words fell, his expression was serious, and he put away his heart playing with Zi Rong.

Then, Mo Qingyun's momentum suddenly became a lot sharper.

Fire of Civilization

Mo Qingyun's palm was flipped, and the flames on the palm twitched, emitting a terrible heat wave.

Then, a huge flame palm shadow blasted out from Mo Qingyun's palm.

Under the suppression of the giant flame of the palm, a horrifying heat wave emanated from the palm, and shrouded Zi Rong into it.

Under the impact of the flame and heat wave, Zi Rong's coat was burned to ashes instantly, and the flesh was reddened.

"what!"

Feeling the pain from her body, Zi Rong screamed again, and pain appeared on her face.

At the same time, he looked at Mo Qingyun's gaze and showed strong fear.

He finally understood why the Dark Devil would kill Mo Qingyun at all costs.

This kid is so wicked!

Just nine days of mysterious fairyland, he has such a terrifying combat power, and it will be enough for him to break through to the sacred realm.

At that time, the dark demons want to unify the barren continent.

When Mo Qingyun went out alone, he could wipe out the entire Dark Demon Clan. It would be nice for them to keep their lives.

When Zi Rong showed horror, the flame palm reached his head, and he cracked down on him.

Ginger Iron Horse Rising Broken!

Seeing the flame palm approaching, Zi Rong did not dare to hesitate any more, and immediately shot to resist this palm.

Zi Rong's fists were clenched tightly, and the golden gloves on his hands flashed, condensing the iron riding ghosts one by one.

Break me!

Zi Rong sighed angrily and made a gesture of blocking the river with an iron arm. The Jinmang on his body suddenly rose to the extreme.

Immediately, the iron shadows transformed by the Holy Power rushed to the flame palm, one after another, and stopped the flame palm's offensive.

Roar roar ...

During the impact of Tieqi's virtual shadow, golden dragon shadows burst out from Zi Rong's body and rushed towards the flame palm.

Under the dual impact of Iron Riding and Shadow of Golden Dragon, the flame palm was stopped and stopped in mid-air and unable to enter.

But even so, Zi Rong's situation is not optimistic, bearing the impact of the fire of civilization.

Seeing Zi Rong's appearance, it doesn't seem to last long.

Seeing that his palm was blocked by Zi Rong, Mo Qingyun didn't change his emotions and calmly said, "Don't be struggling to die, don't say it to you today, even if Ziyu came here, it is also difficult to escape."

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