The Most Violent Upgrade

"Mo Tian, ​​what are you doing?!"

Wan Gui Wang was seriously injured, and he is also extremely weak now. Looking at Mo Tian, ​​his face was extremely ugly, and he asked in a trembling voice.

"It's nothing, it's just to play your role." Mo Tian laughed in a serious tone, and he slowly approached the King of Thousand Ghosts.

The King of Thousand Ghosts looked at Mo Tian, ​​who was suddenly at the border, and was startled and terrified in his heart. He said angrily: "Mo Tian, ​​when I leave the customs, I will definitely sacrifice your blood corpse!"

Facing the threat of the King of Thousand Ghosts, Mo Tian looked indifferent, he twisted his neck, his joints made a cracking sound, and his eyes suddenly became cold.

"It's useless for you to be alive. After all, you will be killed by that pig demon. It's better to let me devour your energy and exert the final effect."

"Motian, this king is irreconcilable with you..."

The King of Thousand Ghosts only had time to let out one last scream, and his heart was also gouged out by Mo Tian, ​​and his vitality was gone, turning him into a dead body.

"Hahaha, I'm about to achieve great magic brake skills!"

The two hearts held in his hands were still beating powerfully, exuding a vigorous and exuberant breath of life, as if they were desperately trying to break free.

This made Motian's stiff face reveal a rare ecstasy.

"Hmph, you foolishly think that this seat is just like you, just a clone, but you don't know that this seat is practicing the method of incarnation outside the body.

With the hearts of two supreme gods, I can refine an incarnation comparable to my own! "

Motian seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be explaining something. When he finished speaking, the two hearts seemed to give up struggling and became calm.

"Stop him!"

Du Yuesheng, who had seen all this scene in his eyes, suddenly had a very bad premonition, and winked at Zhu Bajie, motioning him to stop it.

But at this time, Mo Tian seemed to feel something, looked up at Du Yuesheng, and even laughed, he said slowly: "It's too late..."

As the voice fell, countless flames lit up around his feet, and there were strange patterns on it, like a mysterious and strange formation.

An invisible force, as if squeezing the space, knocked out everything around, even Zhu Bajie couldn't break in, and in an instant, only Motian was left in the huge area.

That Motian glanced at Du Yuesheng, a faint smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and then he smashed the two hearts into pieces with both hands.

Immediately, two exuberant breaths of life merged together and poured into the flame patterns under his feet.

In an instant, those red flames slowly turned into a strange black. The endless black flames seemed to be burning Mo Tian's body, but looking at him, he didn't feel the slightest pain, but enjoyed it instead.

Endless black flames, like a mysterious and ancient ritual, or some kind of weird baptism, burned and danced all over Mo Tian's body, but his clothes were not affected in the slightest.

Endless power poured into Mo Tian's body like a river, making the aura emanating from his body stronger and stronger, and an indescribable sense of oppression quietly emanated from Mo Tian's body

"It's careless, it's a pity that this world can't bear one ten-thousandth of my energy, otherwise these ants can be suppressed with one finger."

Zhu Bajie frowned, feeling helpless about Motian's situation.

That strange and powerful aura made Du Yuesheng's eyelids twitch. He had a very bad premonition, but he couldn't tell exactly what it was.

Time passed slowly, and the invisible oppression made people feel more and more depressed. When the last cluster of black flames dissipated on Mo Tian's shoulder, this weird ceremony seemed to come to an end.

When Mo Tian walked out of the magic circle, a strange change occurred on his whole body. His whole body was covered with black lines, which looked like some kind of sacrificial pattern, which was extremely strange.

A powerful wave emanated from him, and every step he took, the surrounding space became chaotic and distorted, as if it was too powerful, even this world could not bear it.

"Incomparable power... This seat is finally completed!"

There was a black flame imprint on the heart of Motian's forehead, with a strange light shining on it, he twisted his neck and showed a strange smile.

At this time, he was no longer just a clone, but an incarnation outside his body that was truly comparable in strength to the deity, which was equivalent to having two demon heavens.

"Ghost tricks! Take your life!"

Although Zhu Bajie was quite surprised in his heart, he still gave a cold shout, Thunder shot, no matter what strange changes he made, he would be turned into ashes with a nail!

"Diamond Rake!"

Zhu Bajie yelled angrily, and the nine-tooth rake in his hand soared tens of feet out of thin air, like an Optimus Prime descending from the sky, extremely powerful, before the rake reached Mo Tian, ​​the rolled up gusts of wind had already howled.

It seems that the force is so great that when the nine-toothed rake passes through the air, the space is completely distorted, as if it cannot bear such a terrible force.

"This kind of power poses no threat to me!"

Motian's face was calm, watching the nine-toothed rake sweeping towards him, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he slowly stretched out his hand, and suddenly grabbed the nine-toothed rake in Zhu Bajie's hand.

Zhu Bajie was shocked, he didn't expect Mo Tian to catch it empty-handed, and immediately pulled it violently, the rake in his hand trembled, shaking Mo Tian's palm away.

"Haha, good, fight your grandpa for 300 rounds!"

Seeing Motian's strength getting stronger, Zhu Bajie was only a little surprised for a moment, but after realizing it, he became excited, as if he finally met an opponent who could fight.

The two sides fought fiercely in the sky, and the collisions caused by the clashes were like thunder rolling, making people's scalp numb, and the waves generated by each explosion caused cracks to appear on the surrounding ground.

Horrible!

Looking at the two sides in the fierce battle, even though Zhu Bajie was overwhelming Motian, Du Yuesheng still felt a haze shrouded in his heart, and he always had a bad premonition.

At this moment, Mo Tian, ​​who was still fighting fiercely, looked towards him, with a sly light in his strange eyes, and he said slowly:

"Your time is almost up, isn't it?"

His words were silent, but this time in Du Yuesheng's mind, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, shaking his head in a daze, and he subconsciously looked at the remaining time of the summoning card.

"00:00:09"

Only nine seconds left, not even ten seconds!

The Motian in front of him has greatly increased in strength and is extremely tyrannical. No matter how strong Zhu Bajie is, it is absolutely impossible to resolve this battle in a short time.

Nine seconds is almost an instant.

What made Du Yuesheng even more puzzled was, why did the devil know that Zhu Bajie had a time limit?

Did he see something wrong?