Urban Medical God

"Shura Underworld God Slash!"

In the next moment, Mo Xueming turned into a black light, soared into the sky, and then slashed down with his sword.

Click!

The Shura Blood Transformation Palace was completely shattered and collapsed, and all the demonic energy was poured into the blade.

This sword was filled with black energy, extremely dazzling, and much more powerful than before.

There was even a hint of obscure origin energy that quietly spread out.

This move "Shura Ming Shen Slash" is a secret technique that Mo Xueming learned alone after he sacrificed himself to the Demon Palace. Its power has surpassed the ordinary Hongmeng technique, and it has a hint of "origin".

The source of Shura, the source of ghost energy!

"Star Emperor Flying Sword, protect!"

Xuanyuan Mo Xie suddenly had blue veins on his forehead and roared suddenly. His energy and blood shook all over his body. One hundred thousand flying swords burst out and surrounded him, forming layers of sword walls. Wisps of starlight exploded, firmly guarding his body. body.

"Break it for me!"

Mo Xueming slashed down with his sword, and the blade thundered, rumbling and vibrating. With just one blow, the walls of Xuanyuan Mo Xie's flying sword were destroyed and crushed layer by layer.

boom!

The terrifying blade struck Xuanyuan Mo Xie's body hard.

"Pfft!"

Xuanyuan Mo Xie spurted blood wildly, and his body, which was harder than heavenly fine gold, burst instantly and blood flowed.

His whole body was also completely cut off, and he fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a huge cloud of smoke and dust. He was dying and fell into death instantly.

"Palace Master!"

The Yantian Dragon God on the side exclaimed in surprise when he saw Xuanyuan Moxie was seriously injured.

"As Lord Shura, I will kill all enemies!"

Mo Xueming, on the other hand, raised his knife and floated in the air, his eyes sharp and silent.

But his will shook the void, shook the universe, and sent out a heavy chant.

The loud singing sound spread throughout the heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, and shook the universe and the stars.

Even the upper world saw his arrogant edge.

Whether it is the Emperor Yuan Palace or the upper world, it is very clear that there is a brilliant star rising slowly.

Although Mo Xueming only had one year left in his life.

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

The name of the Lord of Shura will surely be powerful throughout the ages!

A year later, he may fall, but his name will last forever and will be immortal enough for future generations to respect.

His existence represents the ultimate in ghost ways and the ultimate in Shura, which is simply invincible.

Ye Chen and his group were also greatly shocked when they saw Mo Xueming's figure.

Xuanyuan Mo Xie was so invincible and terrifying just now, but in the blink of an eye, he was chopped down by Mo Xueming with a single knife, and he was seriously injured and dying.

"It's your turn.

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

Now that Tiandao Palace has been defeated, he can eliminate the threat and kill Ye Chen, the future troublemaker.

The Star Emperor had just killed him with his flying sword. He saved Ye Chen, but he just didn't want Taoist Tianji to be killed, and he was just taking advantage of Xuanyuan Moxie in vain.

Now that Xuanyuan Mo Xie was seriously injured and on the verge of death, no one could threaten him anymore. He could kill everyone by himself.

"Go quickly! Jiuyouhu, stop him!"

Ye Chen's eyes were sharp, he shouted violently, took out the ancient box from the Samsara Cemetery, and released it directly.

call!

A wisp of black energy instantly rose into the sky.

A terrifying demon rushed out of the black mist, raising its head and roaring. It was the Nine Nether Tiger.

When he saw Mo Xueming kill Xuanyuan Moxie, Ye Chen felt something was wrong and had already been prepared.

This time, the Nine Nether Tiger was released, and he immediately led the people back.

"Master, I'll stay with you!"

Youying Ghost Weasel shouted, but did not leave. Together with Jinluan Tianxi, he stood beside Jiuyouhu.

The Nine Nether Tiger bared its teeth and glared at them with a hint of ferocity, but its memory was sealed and it could not remember their identities for a while.

"Haha, can a mere ancient demon stop me?"

Mo Xueming smiled coldly, held the knife in his hand, and was about to kill him. Suddenly, waves of solemn prayers rang in his ears.

"Burn my remaining body, burn my true blood, revive the divine light, and the Holy Ancestor returns..."

The person chanting the prayer is the Dragon God of Flame!

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

As he chanted, wisps of blood continued to permeate out of his body, turning into a bloody beam of light and falling on Xuanyuan Moxie.

"Xia Tian..."

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

At this moment, Yantian Dragon God was actually sacrificing himself to heal his injuries!

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

In an instant, Yantian Dragon God's energy and blood were exhausted, and all the essence was sacrificed. The dragon's body, which was originally full of flesh and blood, completely withered and shrank, leaving only a layer of withered yellow skin wrapping his bones.

"My lord, Palace Master, I wish you good luck in martial arts. See you in the world."

Yantian Dragon God made a hoarse voice, his eyes were desolate, and he was completely reduced to a withered corpse, falling from the sky.

"Xia Tian!"

Xuanyuan Mo Xie screamed loudly, his scalp felt numb and the sky was falling.

If there is any bond or person close to him in this world, it is only Yantian Dragon God.

But now, Yantian Dragon God has completely passed away, and he has completely become a loner, a truly lonely existence, with no relatives in the world anymore.

"Damn it!"

When Mo Xueming saw Xuanyuan Mo Xie's injuries recover, his face suddenly changed. He no longer cared about Ye Chen and others, and swung his sword to kill.

"Mo Xueming, I want you to be torn into pieces!"

Xuanyuan Mo Xie's eyes were full of sadness, filled with overwhelming hatred and anger. He waved his hand and shouted to the sky:

"Chongguang Shenxia Palace, come!"

Rumble!

As the voice fell, a magnificent palace suddenly rose from the ground in the depths of Tiandao Palace, flying like a mountain.

This palace was full of auspicious aura, colorful clouds, golden flames, endless divine light, endless treasures, like a palace in the sky, brilliant to the extreme, it was the legendary Chongguang Shenxia Palace!

In fact, after Xuanyuan Mo Xie reversed his practice of Hongmeng, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, and he already had enough strength to refine Chongguang Shenxia Palace.

But his causal bond had not been cut off, and refining rashly might cause backlash, so he did not do it.

And now, with the passing of the Flame Sky Dragon God, his only close bond in the world has been completely broken.

At this moment, he no longer has any ties, and he is free and unfettered. With a wave of his hand, the Heavenly Palace descends, the divine light spreads across the sky, and the majestic aura rolls and spreads, sweeping across the world.

"It's over!"

Mo Xueming's face changed wildly. Under the crushing of the Chongguang Shenxia Palace, he only felt the huge pressure. The Shura armor on his body actually cracked and he hurriedly pulled back.

And Xuanyuan Mo Xie, his body was like a scorching sun, rising slowly, standing on the top of the Chongguang Shenxia Palace, overlooking the mountains and rivers, his eyes were extremely desolate, and he only felt that everything was an ant, everything was a floating cloud.