Samsara Of The Gods: The Fourth Fierce Natural Disaster

Although the three lives and three worlds ended happily, the overall plot was very sadistic.

At the beginning of the chapter, Bai Qian killed the master, and dug up his own blood for tens of thousands of years to ensure that his body did not rot, this is essence blood!

Not to mention that you are a little immortal, even if it is a golden immortal, it is impossible to withstand it.

It doesn't take tens of thousands of years, thousands of years have to die.

This TM is not a TV series, this is a real world!

When Wang Buchou has not yet fully controlled this world, he does not want to cause the Heavenly Dao to collapse.

At this time, on the banks of the Ruoshui River, the Wing Clan and the Celestial Clan had already fought together, Qingcang and Mo Yuan attacked in the center of the battlefield, and the Wing Clan generals and the Celestial Clan generals were also fighting against each other.

In the battle array, the three of Lihu, Ligu, and Rouge commanded the army of the Wing Clan and clashed with the Celestial Clan.

On the side of the Heavenly Clan, the three sons of the Heavenly Monarch, Yang Cuo, Sang Ji, and Lian Song, commanded the army, and the disciples of Moyuan were the forerunners.

The two sides have come and gone, and in the midst of each other's hold, the Wing Clan gradually fell into disadvantage.

Although Qing Cang used treacherous tricks to use Xuannu to break the Heavenly Clan's great array, it could not erase the disadvantage of the lack of high-end combat power of the Wing Clan.

But overall it's good, under the early conspiracy calculations, Yaoguang was seriously injured and died, and even injured the Yuan Shen, it is fortunate that he did not fall, and he has no strength to fight again.

Mo Yuan's disciple Ling Yu was almost lost in the battle array, but he was saved by Si Yin who didn't know what magic weapon he used.

However, Ling Yu was also seriously injured, and he also dragged down several Kunlun Void disciples, making the high-end combat power of the Heavenly Clan weakened by one percent.

The strength of the Celestial Clan was weakened, and the Wing Clan barely supported it, as long as Qing Cang and Mo Yuan in the center of the main battlefield were decided, this catastrophe would come to an end.

However, the three brothers and sisters were a little desperate at the moment, because the battle between Qing Cang and Mo Yuan, from the beginning to the present, was not at all what they thought.

The three brothers and sisters originally thought that their father was stronger than Mo Yuan, and at least they were evenly matched, but the result was just the opposite, it was Mo Yuan who had been pressing Qing Cang and beating him!

How aggrieved this has to be, anyway, Qing Cang is now in a belly with nowhere to vent his fire.

"No, if it goes on like this, Lao Tzu will finish sooner or later, and the Wing Clan army will not be able to support the attack of the Heavenly Clan.

After tens of thousands of years of hard preparation, in the end it was still empty, Lao Tzu was unwilling!"

The more Qing Cang thought about it, the more angry he became, his red eyes stared at Mo Yuan, the god of war of the Heavenly Clan in front of him, and he couldn't wait to eat his flesh raw.

"Qing Cang, you are not my opponent, and the Wing Clan will not be the opponent of the Heavenly Clan, if you don't surrender again, your Wing Clan will only be wiped out!" Noticing

Qing Cang's expression, Mo Yuan said indifferently.

Qing Cang's strength is only one step worse than his own, it is not difficult to defeat him, but it is extremely difficult to kill him, after all, if the other party is single-minded, he is helpless.

"I, Qingcang, even if I am defeated and die in battle, I will never surrender

! My Wing Clan, even if the Dead Clan is exterminated, I will fight to the last man!

Hmph, if my Wing Clan is defeated, your Heavenly Clan will also be greatly damaged.

These desolations are not only the Wing Clan, but also the Heavenly Clan.

After this battle, your Celestial Clan will also be finished!" Qing

Cang roared angrily, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand slammed down with resentment, increasing its power by three points.

It's a pity that Mo Yuan is still an understatement of the sword, so that the battle halberd will not be able to fall.

"If you are stubborn, then go to death!" Seeing

that the persuasion was fruitless, Mo Yuan also moved his true fire, especially when he thought of Yaoguang's injury, he no longer had any scruples.

With all his strength, Qing Cang barely parried, as if he could take his life in the next moment.

"Damn! you forced me!" was

slashed on the left shoulder armor by Mo Yuan with a sword, blood splashed everywhere, and it was even invaded by xenomorphic mana, so that the injury could not heal.

While hating it, Qing Cang also understood the current situation, surrender is death, and not surrendering is also death.

surrendered, and it was impossible for the Celestial Clan to let him continue to be in charge of the Wing Clan, either it would be sealed forever, or it would be the death of the immortal platform.

Thinking of this, Qing Cang no longer hesitated, took out the Donghuang Bell, and poured in all the remaining mana, so that he would destroy the world and let all the things in heaven and earth be buried with him.

"This king is dead, and he has to pull the people of the world on his back, hahaha..."

"I know, but Qingcang, you think too simply!" Mo

Yuan's eyes were helpless, and he finally came to this point, and he couldn't understand why the Heavenly Monarch wanted to give the Eastern Emperor Bell to the Wing Clan in the first place.

Seeing that the Eastern Emperor Bell is getting bigger and bigger, and the red lotus industry fire inside is churning, I know that I can't delay it any longer, if the red lotus industry fire comes out, I have to burn all over the world.

"Well, now that my ancient god body has become a small success, even if the original god sacrifices to the Eastern Emperor Bell, it can also protect the body from decay.

Thinking of the Ancient Divine Body, a figure appeared in Mo Yuan's mind.

If this goods are here, there must be a way to stop Donghuang Zhong, but there has been no news of him for tens of thousands of years, and I don't know where to hide.

"Protect my Dharma Body, wait for me to return!" Mo

Yuan's eyes flashed with determination, and he shouted in the direction of the Heavenly Clan, turning around and hitting the Eastern Emperor Bell above his head.

With a palm slapped on the Donghuang Bell, Mo Yuan's spirit went out of his body and drilled into the Donghuang Bell.

The Eastern Emperor Bell was refined by him by collecting the red lotus karma fire, and he knew everything about its power and defects.

From the secret door left behind, the seal was activated with its own primordial spirit, and the red lotus karmic fire in the Eastern Emperor Bell was quickly churned as if it had come to life, and then a special flame space was constructed inside the bell body.

With the Yuan Shen as the guide, he mobilized the power of the Eastern Emperor Bell, hooked up the red lotus karmic fire in it, created a flame forbidden space, and forcibly dragged Qingcang into it.

When everything was completed, Mo Yuan's primordial spirit was also shattered in response to the sound, turning into hundreds or thousands of pieces, some large and some small, and scattered towards the four seas and eight desolations.

"Damn, Lao Tzu is a step too late, MMP, do you want to be so cheating?" Wang

in the distance was not worried, he couldn't help but burst into foul language, and he was far away, only to see Mo Yuan hit the East Emperor Bell, and then the Yuan Shen was torn apart, and after all, he was still a step too late.

"Paralysis, Mo Yuan, you pit coarse, can't you wait for Lao Tzu to breathe for a while?"

"Master!"

Just as Mo Yuan's Yuan Shen collapsed, the entire battlefield was silent, and then all the Mo Yuan disciples looked at Master in disbelief.

His master, the god of war from all over the world, died like this?!

Si Yin didn't care about his injuries, urged his mana, rushed forward, caught Mo Yuan's body, held it firmly in his arms, and wept bitterly.

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