Chapter 680 Redemption

Moke fell into a mysterious state and forgot the passage of time. At the same time, a noble avenue breath swept over and suddenly enveloped everything around him. In this strange state, Moke suddenly sensed that the three-life stone, demon refining pot and other tests had all disappeared. Only a pure dreamy bright light is spinning, bathing in the light of the road, making a heavenly and beautiful sound, which contains a great joy.

"Rumble..."

The roar of the holy disaster, like the hanging upside down of the Tianhe River, and the thunder of heavenly punishment that can easily destroy the great Luo Jinxian comes, and everywhere is full of a great destruction, which is extremely creepy.

The later he arrived, the more ferocious the disaster became, which was unspeakably painful. He was created by the hidden hand contained in the Taoist fruit. Although he temporarily contained the terrible power with the elixir of creation, it was only a delaying the army and could not last long.

"The soul of the mountain! Pangu God Fist!"

At this point, there is no longer any hidden, and the mountain soul behind him is completely violent. He is like an immortal mountain, with an extremely horrible breath and power rippled on his fist, colliding with the holy disaster fiercely. The rules of the high road are contained in the thunder penalty. However, it suddenly screamed again and bleed.

"I'm so angry! I'm so angry!" He roared and knew very well that he was overshadowed.

I tried my best to survive the disaster, but I was perfecting Moke. This result made me indignant and feel ashamed. The Pangu God Fist he used was unparalleled in horror. It simply ran through the world and collapsed through the ages. Although he was still hit hard, he faced more and more ferocious holy disasters and was barely blocked.

"Rumble..."

The endless holy disaster began to condense in vain, and an increasingly creepy force was rippling. This was a pure atmosphere of destruction. Without giving too much time, suddenly a bright flame like a dragon came down. These flames are not real flames, but actually the thunderous power that contains the rules of destruction, which is indescribable.

"Finally, we have reached the last moment, and we must get through it!" His face was solemn, and he didn't care about his seriously injured body, so he met him again.

"Buzz buzz...

At this moment, there is a precious mass of light in Moke's body, full of the power of creation, which seems to be the most noble thing in heaven and earth. Moreover, in this light mass, there seems to be an invincible and arrogant idea. The light mass keeps rotating and can't see the entity clearly, and it seems that its entity is changing all the time. Knife, sword, bow, gun, hammer, fork, bottle, rope, stick, flag, flag, building, net, halberd, tower, tripod, bell, furnace...< /P>

If someone sees this bright light mass and feels it carefully, he will definitely be surprised. In this light mass, there seem to contain hundreds of millions of ideas, which are perfectly integrated with each other and turned into a great idea. Moreover, the charm of infinite special Tao is rippling, as if it can display thousands of mysteries!

"Little guy... Artifact! This weapon is now a creation artifact, but it still belongs to the embryo. It still needs to integrate a large number of spiritual treasures and continue to grow. Only in this way can it completely surpass the creation artifact and become the supreme creation artifact! Your way of practice, with this artifact, you also have some support..." Hongjun's ancestor's voice came with a faint weakness.

"Supreme Creation Artifact..."

Quietly feeling this bright light that perfectly integrates with himself, Moke can feel the power contained in it. It's really horrible. It's more than the previous chaotic Hongmeng Lingbao. Fuxi and others's creation artifacts are all integrated into the chaotic Hongmeng spiritual treasure, and finally transformed successfully. Moke, this creation artifact, is essentially much stronger. After all, two chaotic Hongmeng spiritual treasures are integrated into it, and there are eight innate spiritual treasures, many fairy weapons, and rare treasures.

"Amitabha... Since then, there have been no more Sansheng stones, demon pots, and fairy ropes between heaven and earth... However, they are not completely destroyed, but turned into this supreme artifact. In the future, I will definitely not humiliate them and will conceive it into the supreme artifact!" Moke was very happy to think like this in his heart.

This bright mass of light is shaking, and a noble and great power is brewing. It is a magnificent mess, just like an invincible god lurking in it. Once it breaks out, the stone will break through the sky and destroy everything. Although it has been fully recognized, Moke still feels creepy and difficult to control.

"Little guy, you haven't named him yet." Hongjun's voice came with great satisfaction.

"Amitabha... How about integrating countless weapons and spiritual treasures, condensing the immortal soul to fight, and carrying the hope of endless weapons, it is called redemption? Put your hands together, Moko responded.

"buzz..."

The sound of redemption has a smell of cheering.

Moke is full of surprises and harvests, but it is unspeakably bitter, constantly hovering between life and death.

Holy robbery, known as the thunder robbery of the strongest punishment in the flood, especially the last three attacks, has the general terrible power of saints, and has been turned into three thunder by some pseudo-holy strong men in the flood, namely the sacred thunder punishment, destruction thunder punishment, and supreme thunder punishment.

"Rumble..."

The boundless disaster cloud was shaking, condensed like a lead cloud. A sacred, noble and indescribable power appeared. The breath of the road was strong. Suddenly, everything between heaven and earth was blurred, leaving only a group of sacred eyes, which were firmly locked and fell down fiercely.

"Pangu God Fist! Break the sky with one punch!" Unzhou roared, his body merged with the soul of the mountain in vain, and punched fiercely!

In an instant, the world seemed to have been destroyed in a moment, and many worlds seemed to collapse in a moment. Everything showed a trend of great destruction and chaos. The destructive power spread out. Even if Moke was not the party concerned, his heart twitched and sighed secretly. What a terrible thunder punishment. .

"Wow! Wow! Wow!...."

This punch came out, and his whole body was bleeding. His armored clothes were constantly disappearing, and some rare treasures were collapsing. Finally, an ancient and ordinary stone suit appeared and attached to him, which made him resisted the terrorist attack. But even so, there are traces of dense cracks in the stone clothes.

Bunzhou is indeed the existence of the uncircled mountain soul of the Pangu god's spine illusion. There are many means, which is extremely horrible, and it unexpectedly resists the first way of the three thunder.

Rumble.......

At this time, the holy disaster shook again, and a great killing was bred by a stronger and horrible murderous spirit. It seemed that it would appear all the time, launching a killing blow. The source of this blow came from the Thor. Its shape was blurred, as if it was going to turn into an invincible thunder, killing everything and destroying everything.

Seeing this scene, his face showed despair. He desperately resisted the first sacred thunderbolt and was seriously damaged, and even his origin was damaged. It was vaguely difficult to suppress the dark gray and strange force. It was too dangerous to resist the destruction of the thunderbolt in this situation.

"Kka! Click! Click..."

At this time, the chaotic paste-like void, the black hole suddenly cracked and rapidly. A pair of huge hands stretched out, presenting a chaotic color, with a dark yellow pattern on it, a kind of reckless, ancient and extremely horrible power emanating from it.

"Cleft!"

A loud sound like thunder suddenly sounded. The next moment, the giant hands clicked like tearing paper, tearing the whole piece of chaotic paste void, revealing a magnificent body like a heaven and earth.

Centering on this figure, a large and immeasurable void crack appeared. He did not seem to exist here, but outside hundreds of millions of voids, tearing up the void and coming here. This scene is too horrible, as if a long river of time appears. This invincible existence has dabbled in it, and one step can come anywhere.