My Martial Arts Will Become An Evil God!

The terrifying attraction to the soul gradually dissipated.

Moro patted his body a little dazedly.

After feeling that clear touch, a surge of ecstasy instantly surged into my heart.

"Ahahaha, I'm not dead!!"

"and......"

After feeling that the consciousness of the phantom spirit in his mind has completely disappeared, only the power of those phantom spirits is still eroding his body according to his instinct.

Moro's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the excitement in his eyes became more and more intense.

These ethereal powers are now only eroding instincts, which may be troublesome for others.

But for Moro, who has been fused with the Void Spirit for decades, it is very easy to deal with.

And there is no impact and erosion of the Void Spirit consciousness on his soul consciousness.

The progress of his next fusion of Void Spirit will no longer have the slightest difficulty.

ecstasy!

Moro never thought that he would be a blessing in disguise.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Thinking that his long-cherished wish for decades would not take long to be fulfilled, Moro immediately began to laugh wildly, extremely mad.

It was just when his soul was about to be pulled out of the body by that suction.

Moruo directly used Yuan Mozong 09's esoteric turn of the gods.

This God-Turning Seal is the core disciple of Yuan Mozong. When he transforms himself into a monster, it is specially used to suppress the consciousness of the monster.

Over the years, he has relied on this cultivation technique and some other means to barely suppress the conscious impact of the imaginary spirit.

In the end, he directly released the repression of the Immortal Spirit's consciousness by the Divine Transformation Seal, and even reversed the cultivation technique, forcibly pushing the imaginary consciousness to replace his soul.

In the end, he certainly succeeded.

Not only did the consciousness of the phantom be pulled away by the terrifying suction force instead of his own soul, but it also made it possible for him to merge with the phantom spirit without the slightest hindrance.

With one kill, Moro was so excited.

And looked at Moro who was laughing wildly.

Opposite him, the strange face of Fang Ping between Wan Zong's eyebrows seemed to flash with a sigh.

ONJ......

The three-finger-wide weird face completely rotted away and dissipated.

And the body of Wan Zong also decayed and dissipated at the same time.

But at this moment, what Wan Zong thought in his heart was that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

it is finally over.

He made up his mind that he must be as far away from Fang Ping and the Primordial Demon Sect Master as possible in the future.

One of these two guys is a pervert, and the other definitely wants to tear up and swallow himself alive.

You have to run far away.

The next moment, Wan Zong directly motivated the energy in his body to commit suicide.

He still has worms outside and can be resurrected at any time.

If it weren't for Fang Ping's request, he would have committed suicide.

boom!!

Watching Wan Zong's body completely dissipate, an incomparably terrifying aura instantly rose from Moruo's body.

Even more powerful and evil than before.

There is not much difficulty in merging the Void Spirit. At this time, Moruo began to show more and more power similar to Void Spirit.

"You had a good time just now, didn't you?!"

While dispelling the strange granulation and eyeballs on the body, Moruo turned to look directly at Wei Lei who was attacking again from behind.

boom!

With one blow, Wei Lei spewed blood and flew upside down.

"Hahaha, this is my strength, my true strength!!"

"I see who else can stop me!!"

Feeling the powerful strength that he had no more obstacles at this time, Moruo laughed wildly.

"I!"

It's just that Moro's laughter didn't stop, and a cold voice came from the distant horizon.

Swah——

Moro's eyes were instantly directed towards the direction from which the voice came.

I saw a black spot on the horizon in the distance rapidly growing, and in the blink of an eye, it came to a stop not far from Moro.

"Li... Wan Jiang......!"

Seeing this figure, Moruo's face turned cold all of a sudden, and the words Li Wanjiang popped out of his mouth word by word.

The person who came was Li Wanjiang, who came quickly after receiving the phone call from Fang Ping.

"You guys are playing a relay game with me, aren't you? [Ten are hanging on ten."

"Also, I always remember the hatred at the beginning, I didn't go to you, but you went to the door and sent you to death.

Moro said with a grim smile on his face.

Li Wanjiang looked at Moruo with an extremely cold expression, "Decades ago, I was able to stop you and make your blood sacrifice fail."

"Now, the same can stop you, and this time..."

An extremely cold killing intent flashed in Li Wanjiang's eyes, "I won't let you escape again.

"Hahaha, blood sacrifice? Do you think I still need blood sacrifice now?!"

"And kill me?"

Hearing Li Wanjiang's words, Moruo laughed directly.

"Do you think the me now is the same me decades ago?!"

The next moment, the two bombarded together instantly.

The loud crashing sound of rumbling sounded frantically in the air.

Those who were still alive on the ground in the distance all raised their heads to pay attention to the situation here.

But apart from seeing the aftermath of the terrifying battle that spread out, they couldn't even see a single figure of the two of them.

"Alas, other people's bodies still can't bear my experience..."

In the high altitude 620, Fang Ping, who was speeding towards Huiping City, let out a slight sigh.

However, there was still a hint of doubt on his face.

It was obvious that the Primordial Demon Sect Master could no longer resist his last move, and he escaped without knowing what method he used in the end.

But he clearly felt that a consciousness had been swallowed up by his own deep fire.

At this time, Fang Ping still didn't know his last move. Not only did he not kill Mora, but Mora lost one of his biggest concerns.

But even if he knew, it probably doesn't matter.

For him now, the Primordial Demon Sect Master is at most a bigger ant.

Does it matter if an ant grows from a tiny bit to the size of a finger?

Still can kill with one foot!

"Laugh, when I get there, I'll see if you can't laugh..."

Thinking of the Primordial Demon Sect Master who was laughing wildly before "he" dissipated, Fang Ping's face flashed a savage color.

boom!

The next moment, a huge sonic boom sounded again behind him.

His figure instantly pulled out a long trace in the air, and instantly disappeared into the distant horizon.

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