Chapter 220 Catastrophe

This is not to say that the Jiuyang holy water in the demon gate of heaven and earth is not enough for Mo Zhilan to use.

It's because his absorption ability is limited.

It's like a person sitting in a golden mountain with infinite treasures. However, the spending ability is extremely limited, and there is no way to spend the whole golden mountain in one breath.

Mo Zhilan's current situation is exactly the same as this.

So he has to take a strong medicine.

"King Sakuragi, open the magic prison, I want to refine the ten sides"

Mo Zhilan roared almost hoarsely, and he was about to run out of oil now.

The rumble...

Son of a sudden, there was a sound of thick iron chains dragging in time and space, as if a dusty door had been opened.

"Well, the door is open. What's going on? What the hell, let's run away."

Shifang, the eternal giant, was very aggrieved, after being suppressed in the wilderness. He has been imprisoned all the time, not seeing the sun, and even the fairyland can't communicate.

Now that there is a chance, I jump and turn into a dim yellow escape light.

But as soon as I flew out of the magic prison, I saw a huge fist coming towards me. King Andi, without saying a word, went to the ten directions. He used ten hundredths of his strength in this punch, and he bumped into him from ten directions.

What is the effect of the two forces colliding together?

No matter how hard the head of Shifang is, it is impossible to compare with the fist of King Andu. I was so beaten that I almost closed my breath.

"King Andi, get out of the way, I'll do it!"

At this time, Mo Zhilan was like a skeleton demon king coming out of hell, burning with strong flames all over his body. He grabbed his big hand, took the red lotus fire, and the power of the black and dragon wind surged out.

"Red lotus fire, black evil dragon wind... wind and fire disaster!"

A trace of joy flashed in Shifang's eyes. When he saw the attack, he did not dodge. Use the flesh to resist these two disasters.

"Ah, ah, ah! Burn it, burn it!....... The way of disaster, thousands of disasters... Catastrophe!"

Robbery fire, and the wind is constantly raging. And Shifang's face showed no pain, but a kind of enjoyment. It's not wrong. He used the qi of disaster to absorb the wind disaster and fire disaster to become the source of a big move.

Great catastrophe!

Another magic power ranked in the top ten in the Three Thousand Avenues ranked ninth before the Great Killing. The magic power of the ancient doomsday road.

In the past, Shifang practiced natural disasters and doomsday handprints, but they have not been able to practice. Now with the help of the wind disaster, the fire disaster actually breaks the bottleneck in one breath.

"The great disaster technique is just right for me to survive the disaster!"

"Haha, I have become a catastrophe. Kill you while you survive the disaster. Then get infinite benefits and leave safely.

Shifang is not in a hurry now, not at all.

He sneered, and his palms were moving melodicly. As long as Mo Zhilan dies, the power of these artifacts of King Antu will be greatly reduced, and once it is collected at that time.

The strength of the doomsday will be improved again, and it is not impossible to become the ten immortals.

"Kill the Taoist map!"

"What!? How dare you do something to me, ah... No, catastrophe."

There are boundless clouds of robbery in all directions, which is full of the world of the seven-kill monuments.

Disaster, disaster, disaster is inescapable...

In the cloud, there were bursts of sighs, as if it were destined to be a person's fate. In the event of the disaster, the final judgment of Tiandao was announced.

However, in the powerful disaster cloud, the strong disaster can't resist the killing map.

The true meaning of the road, the evolution of the debut map. Isn't it so easy to resist?

What's more, Mo Zhilan has nearly 100 million mana. There is only a lot of mana in ten directions, and now it has become a great disaster skill, which is only 50 to 60 million.

Killing Taoist map tore the clouds, like a meteor flying away. In the incredible and shocked eyes of the ten sides, he cut his body in half.

"Death!"

Mo Zhilan attacked continuously. Originally, the oil was exhausted, but now it is even more serious. Life is about to dry up.

At this time, Qiu Zhen, who was suppressed by Shifang and Shifang, and the three stars were all crushed and crushed. It turned into a strong vitality, and the tide-like vitality poured into Mo Zhilan's body.

His bones began to grow muscles and skin after a long drought. From a distance, you can see the rapid growth of muscle strips.

At the same time, Mo Zhilan refines the great disaster skill, uses the gas of disaster to refine the red lotus fire, the black evil dragon wind, and integrates the power of the wind and fire into the magic power.

Further enriching the origin of this road, he even understood the way of disaster with the help of the wind and fire disaster. We need to condense the Taoist map of catastrophe.'

"No, no, the disaster in the storm is too simple. Disaster stone tablet, break it!"

Mo Zhilan grabbed this lower Taoist weapon, and then joined hands with King Andu and King Sakuragi to break the disaster stone tablet.

All kinds of disasters are constantly flowing out like the Milky Way of the Nine Heavens, and the disasters are all-encompassing... Disasters, the true meaning of the doomsday, constantly enrich the magic power of Mo Zhilan.

After a long time, Mo Zhilan, who sat cross-legged in the air, opened his eyes.

What a pair of eyes is that? One eye is like the sun hanging high in the sky, exuding a cold and inviolable majesty. The other eye seems to be hanging high at the end of the world, and the dim yellow color is endless.

At this moment, Mo Zhilan's eyes are no longer blood red, but become two suns.

A big day, a doomsday.

The way of destruction is creation. Without a perfect world, there will be no destruction, destruction, creation... the most cruel truth between heaven and earth!"

Mo Zhilan made an epic voice. All kinds of creations, the breeding of all things, and the pictures of the final disaster are presented in people's minds. The magnificent and cruel pictures shock people's hearts.

While he spoke, the gas spewing out of his mouth was the gas of disaster.

Continuously condensed into the fire rune, the wind rune, the thunder rune... and then dissipated one after another.

"It's a pity that it still hasn't condensed into a Taoist map. If you merge the Taoist map of the catastrophe with the killing Taoist map and condense the killing and robbery, it will be awesome. The immortal body may also be killed by me.

Mo Zhilan sighed slightly, but he was not very disappointed.

Some can't be forced. Being able to practice into a catastrophe is already an unexpected harvest. It's a good thing that pie falls from the sky. What's more, it is the most perfect thing to survive the storm.

"Let's go back to Longhu Mountain and kill the Taixu Taoist Lord." Mo Zhilan has now survived the storm, and all his life and mana are returned.

Life expectancy has not decreased, but has increased, probably reaching 9,999 years. However, his mana has reached its limit, nearly 100 million. There can be no further improvement.

Of course, after he achieved the peerless golden elixir, his combat effectiveness was greatly strengthened.

There are also some Taoist arts that I didn't understand before, and the methods that I don't understand are all integrated. In the killing map, the sixty-one magical power condensed is also more solid.

After exploring the physical condition, Mo Zhilan smiled and flew out of the seven-kill monument. He is more confident in the duel with the Taoist Lord of Taixu.

As long as the other party is not immortal, he is sure to kill him.

With the help of this force, the spirit condenses the law of heaven and earth. In this way, you can go to the primitive demon sect and have the ability to protect yourself.