Chapter 257 The Last Strike

While Xuanmo flew away, Mi Tian raised the golden sword in his hand again. At this time, all the twelve wings behind him disappeared and turned into a little golden light and fell into his golden sword.

Xuanmo knew about this blow. At the beginning, it was this blow that almost killed Xuanmo. It was called Six-winged God Cut. It had to be killed six times in total, each time it was twice stronger than the previous one. However, the six-winged god chopping disappeared with six wings, but now it is the twelve wings that have disappeared, that is to say, this time it will be the twelve-winged god chopping.

"This blow will be the last blow, and you will also be extinguished in this last blow. The failure to kill you last time led to today's accident. However, at this moment, I will not let this accident happen again."

The golden sword has become more than 20 meters high. The strong golden light wrapped around the sword and him, holding it high, as if under great pressure. Unconsciously, his face was covered with sweat.

Even the true god showed such a difficult expression. Obviously, this blow will definitely be his ultimate magic skill, which will also be the decisive blow.

Dare not to stop at all, Xuan Mo immediately got up and stood up, and the ghost guard was immediately released. At the same time, Xuan Mo quickly cut his hand and flowed out a few drops of bright red blood.

The blood did not fall, but flew directly into the sky and flew to the dark red shadow behind Xuanmo.

This is that the Mingyan killing knife in Xuanmo's hand has disappeared. He put his hands together and began to say loudly, "Take my blood as the guide, take my soul as the guide, sincerely call for your arrival, appear, ghosts and gods!"

The next moment, that is, the next moment when Xuan Mo finished, the dark red shadow behind him quickly became physical, and the dark red armor began to appear on him, and the huge wide-edged knife also became a real knife.

This is the ninth ghost god of Xuanmo, the arrival of the ghost god!

The ninth ghost god is to call the real ghost god for a short time. The real ghost god is different from the power of the ghost god inherited by Xuanmo. The real ghost god is far more powerful than Xuanmo, just like the angel god is far more powerful than the mysterious sky. At this time, in the face of the ultimate magic skill of the mysterious sky, Xuanmo has no other way but to call out the most powerful ghosts and gods to help.

"Roar!"

suddenly became an entity ghost and god, roaring up to the sky. He waved the wide-edged knife in his hands wantonly, and then looked coldly at the mysterious sky in the distance.

The sky frowned slightly, but returned to normal.

"What about ghosts and gods? I'd like to see how you can resist my twelve-winged gods!"

Looking at the twelve-winged god who was about to be cut, Xuan Mo immediately put his Mingyan killing knife horizontally in front of him, and at the same time, the ghost behind him also made the same action, staving the dark red wide-edged knife in front of Xuanmo.

"Go! Twelve-winged gods!"

Suddenly, the golden sword with a height of 20 meters and a width of 5 meters began to cut quickly.

"Boom!"

The dazzling golden light, powerful killing power, and the power of the true god belonging to the angel true god jointly attacked Xuanmo.

Ah!

Xuan Mo shouted and steadily resisted the first winged god chopping.

And the next moment, the second cut was also immediately cut, twice the attack power stronger than the first cut, and another powerful energy raged.

But Xuanmo finally resisted it.

Then, the third, fourth and fifth cuts, all the way to the tenth.

Boom!

The tenth chopping was suddenly cut down, with 20 times the attack power exceeding the first cut. In an instant, the entity ghost behind Xuanmo suddenly broke, turning into a little dark red light and floating in the air.

However, although the broken ghosts and gods offset the tenth chopping, the eleventh chopping has also been cut one after another, which is more powerful than the tenth chopping.

"Boom!"

"Ah!"

Xuanmo shouted and had been bombarded to the trapped world. The next moment of the ghost and god's guardian was also broken, and the ghost and god's guardian was broken, which meant that Xuanmo no longer had other defense skills. Although it offset the eleventh cut, there was also the most terrible twelfth cut. How can Xuanmo stop it?

"Go to hell, this will be the next blow to end your life." The mysterious sky laughed arrogantly in the distance.

At the same time, the twelfth cut, which exceeds 24 times the attack power of the first cut, has also gone towards Xuanmo.

The huge power of the true god shocked the divine world as if it was about to be broken.

"Boom!"

After a roaring through the world, the twelfth behead was finally cut off in the last battle.

Xuanmo, which was too late, also disappeared with this battle. The flesh and blood flew across, and the dark gold armor flew away, and even Xuanmo's underworld knife was broken.

Mi Tian looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help laughing wildly. The only person who could compete with him finally died. Of course, he was happy. For Mi Tian, Xuanmo may be the only one who could really threaten him.

Hahahaha

"I finally won. Everything will end. I am the master of the world."

After saying that, the world burst into laughter again.

However, while laughing, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"My God, I think I should be the last person to laugh, right?"

Hearing this sound, the laughing voice stopped abruptly and immediately turned his head in disbelief.

"Impossible, how is this possible?"

Yes, this voice is Xuan Mo.

At this time, Xuanmo was holding a huge black cannon, and the muzzle was just facing the sky. The black cannon was the annihilator - God cried!

"You, how can you be? How can you not die? I don't believe it. I don't believe it." The mysterious sky shook its head.

"Death is your real destiny, so I won't die before you die."

Speaking of this, the muzzle of the annihilator has gathered huge black energy. The black energy is like a black hole, but in an instant, it swallows up all the magic in the wilderness prairie.

"My God, your doomsday has arrived, and this is the real last blow!"

"Go to hell! The light of God's tears!"

No!

As soon as the words fell, a black beam of light, like the arrival of death, shot rapidly into the sky.

At this moment, Mi Tian finally felt that his life was threatened. In a hurry, he quickly waved the golden sword. However, the light of God's crying was not so easy to stop. In addition, Mi Tian had just used the twelve-winged god to cut, and the weakness of magic was no longer difficult to stop God. The light of crying has arrived.

Ah!

With a tearing cry, a black beam of light directly penetrated his heart. In an in an eyes, Mitian's face began to turn black, and his white robe began to melt quickly, turning into black smoke.

"No! No!"

With strong unwillingness, the whole body finally began to melt, and his hands and feet, all the way to his head, turned into black flames and floated into the air.

At this point, the inheritor of this divine god finally died.

In fact, as early as when Xuanmo called out ghosts and gods, he used the split. With the hidden method, Xuanmo's real body quietly ran behind the mysterious sky. Coupled with the power of the sobbing light, this will solve the mystery in one fell swoop.

Xuanmo finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then he knelt there and looked up at the sky, as if he saw his mother again.

"Mother, have you seen it? Your revenge is finally about to be avenged. Xiaomo didn't let you down, did he?

At the same time, with the death of Mitian, Miwu City has also begun to retreat. Three of the five god-level strong men have died, and the remaining two are not enough to hang up. It's just a matter of time.

It can be said that the victory of this war has been doomed. The destruction of Wuzong is the winner of this war, and Xuanmo will be the key to the victory of this war. If Xuanmo does not defeat the world, the end may be another one.

"Go to hell, nine-color Zhutian array!"

With the release of Qianyue's last magic skill, Miwu City was finally completely destroyed. At this point, the destruction of Wuzong also achieved a real victory, and the mainland may also have the peace it deserves.

Xuanmo slowly fell and stood in front of the army, like a god of war.

A breeze blew, and several geese flew over. Xuan Mo looked at the blue sky and unconsciously smiled at the corners of his mouth.

Mother's revenge has finally been revenged. More than ten years, and more than ten years of persistence have finally ushered in today's victory. Although there have been sacrifices and many unwillingness, everything is not important.

At this time, Xuanmo has only one wish, which is to accompany his father and the three daughters to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and never ask about things on the mainland.

Maybe this is what he really wants.

Xuan Mo took a deep breath and opened his hands to enjoy the joy of this moment.

However, at this time, an old voice sounded again.

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