Chapter 257 Start Killing

Mo Zhilan destroyed Thor's palm, and he was safe.

No one will believe this matter, and it is impossible to believe it.

The thunderous god of the fairyland, even if it is just a wisp of will, his palm can pinch the giant of the cave heaven, and the characters of the universe will be injured.

However, Mo Zhilan, a character who is not in the secret world of long life, resisted Thor's palm without any harm.

If you have to say loss, it is a self-detonation of a Zhongpin Taoist device.

"How can it be that he is not dead!"

There was a desperate expression on his face, and his voice was extremely hoarse and full of loss. He thought he was almost the same as Mo Zhilan.

But the scene in front of him let him know that two people are in the sky and the other in the earth.

There is no self in the platform. When I think about it, I know that it is absolutely impossible for me to survive under the palm of Thor. Even if it is self-detonated, it can't survive.

"Damn, an emperor Shitian has pressed on my head, and a mountain can't be crossed. Why! Why did another one appear?

There are a series of roars in Taitai.

This generation is indeed full of geniuses, and talents burst out collectively. If you put it in the past, there is no self in Xingtai, and there is no peerless genius like Zhu Lanxin.

The appearance of any sect is enough to be enviable.

Now, Dantai has been hit hard. A genius is likely to be overdone from now on, and he can't even reach the secret world of Changsheng.

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At this time, Mo Zhilan bombarded the door of the fairyland with one punch.

Each punch is close to 100 million. If you hit the door of the fairyland, the whole door will tremble.

Finally, at the time of the eighty-first punch, the door of the fairyland opened a gap, a slight crack.

Wan!

A force of pure yang swept over, which was stronger than the burning of tens of billions of pure yang elixir.

Inside the gate, it seems to be a pure yang world. The breath flows and converges into a pure yang storm.

"It's not good! This son wants to get through the pure yang disaster. Once he gets through it, he will achieve eternal life, and his magic power will be more than 100 million yuan. None of us can subdue him.

When the elder of the ghost saw this scene, the blue veins on his head came out.

They have always been able to suppress Mo Zhilan because of the constraints of the law. As long as Mo Zhilan's mana can't reach more than 100 million, he can't hurt them no matter what.

But once you break through to the secret world of long life, you will not be bound. Just like a wild horse out of the reeds, a tiger out of the cage, unless the giant of Zhouguangjing takes action, he can't take him at all.

"The great knife-killing method will be destroyed with one knife for thousands of years!"

Stab!

A knife cut down in the air, and I don't know how much space to shuttle through. Traveling in time and space, killing through the ages, time and space will be killed by it.

"No, stop it! Tianwei is inviolable!"

The elder of the Irty Demon Sect roared, but it was too late.

This extinct knife is dead = tear the sky, bombard it, and chop it on the pure sun storm.

Just chop at once, the pure yang storm boils.

The good thing is that an enraged ancient fierce beast, shaking repeatedly. On the door of the fairyland, there are infinite laws of heaven, and the texture of the road is aimed at the elder of the ghost.

A white light shot out of this portal and turned into practice.

Directly killed the elder who killed the ghost of Yuandu.

His cave contains a thick space law, which is unbreakable and torn apart at once.

He died without even sending out a scream.

The laws and understanding in the body of this giant are all involved in the pure yang storm. His middle-grade Taoist weapon, the skeleton magic knife was also strangled and shattered. It has been restored to the original aura.

Mo Zhilan walked around in the pure sun storm, and he made the biggest profit.

Those thick rules of space were not strangled into void, but turned into fragments. He was constantly absorbed by Mo Zhilan, and his big space skills and big cutting skills were greatly enriched.

The Heavenly Ninja King constantly absorbs the chapter of sword civilization to enhance his Tianwu God Fist.

As long as the Heavenly Ninja King is given enough time to completely absorb the chapter of sword civilization and write a new chapter of swordsmanship into the way of Tianwu.

At that time, he will be able to achieve immortality.

"Forget it, this son can't be killed. Let's leave quickly."

At a glance, the elder of the Immortal Demon Sect knew that they could not kill Mo Zhilan.

If the old Huangpu monster is not sent to death like this, they still have the ability to fight, but now, Mo Zhilan absorbs the remaining laws of the Huangpu old monster and climbs to the top again.

It's impossible to kill him!

"If you want to kill me, kill me. If you want to go, just leave. It's too much to take me seriously!"

Mo Zhilan now looks like a supreme, super demon. The black hair kept fluttering behind him, his eyes were full of disaster, and his hands were empty. Standing like this gives people supreme pressure. The giants of Dongtianjing felt palpitations.

At this time, Mo Zhilan has survived the pure sun disaster and achieved eternal life, a generation of eternal giants.

The mana on him is surging and boundless. I don't know how many billions there are.

Now Mo Zhilan seems to be able to kill a master who has ten times in the secret world with a finger. If you say a word loudly, you can shock the seven-fold little giant of death.

"The young master, go first, I'll stop him!"

Wh!

The elder of the Irty Demon Sect suddenly disappeared and turned into nothingness. Then he appeared behind Mo Zhilan, waving a crutch repeatedly, turning over the river and the sea, and the universe turned upside down.

A world is inverted with yin and yang, constantly rotating.

However, Mo Zhilan stood in it and stood still. If you turn the world upside down, I will really stay motionless.

"Huh! The little tricks of carving insects also dare to make a fool of themselves. You want to stop me, can you stop me? Let me tell you, none of you can leave today.

Mo Zhilan punched him, and his momentum soared.

It's not a treasure. With this punch, the mana of more than one billion fierce horses. Suddenly, the sun and the moon were lightless, the sky and the earth changed color, and the world seemed to have been blown up.

"Puff!"

The elder was shaken out and spewed blood. He looked at Mo Zhilan incredulously, as if he was looking at a monster.

"Old man, look first and see how I killed your young master."

Mo Zhilan stared at him and didn't even look at him. As soon as he grabbed the palm of his hand, he flew over uncontrollably without me. His supreme master, the yuan god, had no effect at all.

"Mo Zhilan, how dare you!"

The elder's eyes were about to crack.

At the moment he rushed over, he was pressed by Mo Zhilan's palm, and the catastrophe crossed into his body and blew him apart. Then the magic door of heaven and earth was suppressed in the demon realm.

"There is no me in Taitai, right? I have no grudge against you. If you want to kill me, you have to die today!" Mo Zhilan's cold voice, without any emotion, was only holding the selfless in the Taitai.

"Haha, Mo Zhilan, you can't kill me. I set up a long-term life lamp in the Changsheng Demon Sect, and I can also resurrect if you kill me. Bring back to life with all my strength and memory.

"Oh, do you have such a magic power?"

Mo Zhilan's mind moved and began to ask King Andu.

"That's right, the people of the Taitai family have cultivated a magic power called the Avenue of Long Life. Once practiced, it can condense the immortal lamp, which is almost immortal. If you die outside, you can also be resurrected.

"If you don't tell me, I'll kill you, but now I might as well suppress you." Mo Zhilan wants to suppress the handle first and wait until he is strong in the future.

Who knows that Taitai is not afraid at all, but shows a mocking look.

"Mo Zhilan, I can cultivate to this level. Do you think I'm a fool! I dare to tell you that there is a way to escape. The immortal lamp, give me silence."

At this moment, Mo Zhilan saw that a bright light suddenly went out in a trance.

Then he was selfless in his hand, and suddenly his vitality was cut off and he became a dead man.