Chapter 452 Eternal Capital
The primitive king saw that Mo Zhilan was as hard as a rock, and the oil and salt did not enter. As soon as he grabbed it, he would kill him.
"Pray me up, the primitive light claw!"
Zhouguang represents the law of time. The palm of the primitive king seems to be torn from the long river of time in the future. He has hit Mo Zhilan in the dark and can't dodge.
I only saw that Mo Zhilan ran the emperor's body from the east and ran into the front line. The palm of his primitive king was still caught out of the underworld and intercepted in front of him.
It looks like Mo Zhilan crashed into the palm of the original king.
This move is like a divine pen, which is natural.
"Hmm, the small skill of carving insects, the world's salty clothing, to break the power."
Mo Zhilan roared, and his whole body made a supreme move with three heads and six arms, tearing the palm of the primitive king in the blink of an eye.
Since he reached the true immortal, he has been basically invincible.
Except for so few people, no one is his opponent. At that time, the primitive king was a first-class strong man in the demon world, but he was bound by Tiandao for 100 million years in the primitive demon sect and was wiped out by the power of heaven. Not to mention the refinement, it is much worse than before.
It can be said that compared with Mo Zhilan, the current primitive king is far from his opponent.
"What! The real immortal who just became a real immortal is so powerful, close to the cultivation of two eras!"
No mistake!
Although Mo Zhilan has not survived the great disaster of the era, she has full body cultivation and strong magic power. Compared with the king of terror and the primitive king who have passed a century and a half, they are more powerful and are close to the two eras.
"The original magic sword runs through the eight poles!"
The primitive king spewed out a black fairy flying sword again, called the primitive magic sword. It was made by him forging the spine of the prison dragon in the endless abyss of the forbidden place of the demon world.
The Hell Dragon only appears in the endless abyss every 100 million years. His spine can support the world as the pillar of the world.
Who knew that even the original magic sword was useless to Mo Zhilan. He waved the Xuanhuang axe and chopped it three times in a row. The original magic sword clicked crisply, from interruption to two pieces.
Seeing this scene, the primitive king was bleeding with heartache. The primitive magic sword was his life. Roots. Now that the magic sword is broken, it is impossible to repair it, and it is even more impossible to cast it.
Because of the innate alien species of the Heavenly Prison Magic Dragon, the strong creatures born in chaos, not to mention that they can be met but not sought. The endless abyss is so big that it's not easy to find the Heavenly Prison Dragon, and it may not be able to kill it if you find it.
Such a foreign species is born from heaven and earth. As long as it grows up, its mana will rise in a geometric trend. It is not impossible to reach two eras.
The more I thought about it, the more angry the primitive king became.
But he has no good idea about Mo Zhilan. This is the gap in strength. In the past, Mo Zhilan had no choice but to compromise with these strong people. Now that he turns over and is the master, he will kill him and not give them a chance to turn over.
"Primitive king, now you should also die!"
Wh!
When Mo Zhilan took advantage of the primitive king's loss of immortal weapons and was sad, he suddenly came to him, and his body with three heads and six arms hit all kinds of supreme fairy skills.
In each punch, there is a purple gold shining emperor's fist.
The emperor comes from the east!
The world is salty!
Return from all over the world!
Wanbang comes to the court!
Edutify the world!
......
One punch and one punch was powerful, fighting in the world, and the body of the primitive king was beaten like a rag in the shadow of the fist. I could only hear the explosion from his body, like fried beans.
"The primitive king was beaten so hard that he had no power to fight back?"
When the king of war was competing for the immortal ship, he saw Mo Zhilan beating the primitive king like a dead dog. His eyes almost fell off, and he was scared to death.
You should know that he said bold words at the beginning. As long as there is a primitive king, there is no problem for the founding king to sweep the world, but now the primitive king is beaten into a dead dog by a junior in the blink of an eye.
"Hurry up and save the primitive king, or he will be killed."
The ancestor king, the peerless hegemony, was favored by the primitive king. Seeing that he was dying, he called his hands to save people. Of course, he didn't do it himself. On the one hand, he was not sure, and on the other hand, he was fighting for the eternal ship.
Compared with going through the great disaster of the era and immortality, that kindness is nothing.
"Hm? Ordinary real immortals dare to die!"
Mo Zhilan raised his eyebrows and saw several approaching real immortals. Most of the giants in the demon clan had the blood of the barbarian demon clan.
It looks like a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with a ferocious face, a pair of eyes and a copper bell.
However, only two of these five true immortals have the bloodline of the barbarian demon family. The other three giants are different. They are all fierce aliens evolved in the fierce atmosphere of heaven and earth.
There is a giant like a flying night fork, with wings on his back, two fangs protruding from his mouth, and one of his wings is a strong yin wind.
Another is a short fat man with a horn on his head and only a horizontal eye, which is also ugly.
The last giant has eight long legs, similar to spiders, and his upper body is even more strange, with thirty-six arms. Each pen contains unparalleled power, which can split the blue sky.
"Don't worry, primitive king. I'm here to save you!"
First of all, a giant with a barbarian demon bloodline is hot-tempered and kills him with a fairy sword in his hand.
However, he was Mo Zhilan's opponent. He was shrouded in the seven-kill array and swallowed up in the blink of an eye.
At this time, the seven kill tablets are not small. Not only are the seven Taoist instruments restored, but also the power is greatly increased. And when opening the door of the demon world, I got a lot of benefits, all of which reached the level of fairy weapons.
Seven kill monuments, seven fairy weapons, unparalleled.
The original magic that broke out in it is even more turbulent, and the real immortals can't resist it.
"Saint Modo! The secret of a hundred hands!"
The giant like a spider is called the Hundred-Handed Saint. He saw that the Modo Saint was swallowed up by the original magic spirit. He didn't know whether to live or die, and immediately played a supreme fairy trick.
The secret of fighting with a hundred hands is like fighting in the sky with thousands of hands, smashing the stars and hitting in the seven-kill array. These seven fairy weapons were shocked.
At the same time, several other saints, the night demon saint like a night fork, spread their wings and run the wind. He also showed a supreme fairy trick, and the night demon was broken by the wind!
The gloomy wind roared in the void, as if countless ferocious faces attacked Mo Zhilan and surrounded Wei to save Zhao. He wanted to save the primitive king and the saint of Modo.
"Swallow heaven and earth!"
Another saint with the bloodline of the barbarian demon clan, the Great Eater, also played supreme immortality against Mo Zhilan at this time. He opened a big mouth, the sky and the earth were dark, everything was silent, and everything was eaten by him.
The trick of the Great Food Saint is to devour. Any master divine object can be swallowed and then slowly refined. His stomach is tougher than a fairy weapon and can't be broken, so he dares to use this trick unscrupulously.
I don't know how many giants in the demon world have been swallowed by him, and even the bones have not been left.
In those years, during the battle of demon slaughter in the world, the saint who swallowed heaven also went on an expedition. He swallowed one city after another. He has even been a very powerful figure who has been defeated by immortals.
"If you want to eat me, I will mess up your internal organs and break your stomach."
Mo Zhilan was not nervous in the endless darkness. On the contrary, he was not in a hurry to go out, but strengthened his attack and killed the primitive king.
"Ah, ah, the Hundred-Handed Saint, the Night Demon Saint, the Great Eater, and the Magic Pupil Saint. If you don't save me, I will die!"
The primitive king shouted and wanted a few saints to save him. But the more he is like this, the harder Mo Zhilan is, and even the burning life will kill him.
Now Mo Zhilan has reached the level of true immortality. I don't know how many billions of years his life expectancy is, just a huge number. In order to kill the primitive king, he burned his life span of 50 million years.
Fifty million years, it is not a small number in the long river of time, and it has changed dramatically.
Mo Zhilan burned 50 million years of life and immediately doubled it. The primitive king was beaten like a dead dog just now, and now he is completely dead!
He smashed his body a few times, and a soul was detained and integrated into the emperor's way.
All kinds of memories and experiences have become part of Mo Zhilan.
"Daluo Divine Realm, the Eternal Capital. Oh, so it's like this... It's really a good thing. I made a lot of money this time.
Mo Zhilan got the secret of that plate from the memory of the primitive king. Legend has it that there is a deeper realm on the immortals, which is called gods.
Immortals, immortals, gods are in the front, the most powerful!
However, God only appeared before many eras, which was older than the three emperors and five emperors. The supreme god lived in the divine realm of Daluo, and at the same time, he forged a city called the Eternal City.
Like the plate established by the primitive Demon Sect, and the plates emitted from the Vju Mountain are all fragments of the Eternal Capital, and even the Changyang Mountain in Mo Zhilan's current body is also part of the Eternal Capital.
Jiutian Yingyuan Lei Sheng Pu Hua Tian Zun is almost the most powerful master of this era, but he is not a god. It can be imagined that if the eternal capital is re-forged and integrated together, the power of this divine object may even surpass the Pangu axe, surpass it together, and dominate the heavens.
The more Mo Zhilan thinks about it, the more he looks forward to it. He can't wait to find a place to forge the eternal capital now.
"In the eternal capital, the city forged by God will be broken into countless pieces. What can be the only eternal in heaven and earth, and who can be really invincible?
When Mo Zhilan sighed, a green ** came from all around. This kind of ** is extremely corrosive and can corrode the immortals and wear out the true immortals.
Obviously, it is a toxin secreted by the Great Eater, which specially cooperates with his supreme immortality to hunt real immortals.
The real fairy fell into his stomach. There was no way out. In the end, he could only be killed by this toxin and absorbed by the Great Eater.
It's just that Mo Zhilan is not even afraid of heaven, and this toxin has no effect on him.
"Qingwang God, you have almost absorbed the heavenly gis. This time I will give you a chance to show off."
Mo Zhilan said with a smile.
He wants to see to what extent the Qingwang God has reached after refining the heavenly Taoism.
"Do you really want to see it?"
The Qingwang God buzzed out, smaller than before, like a green-headed fly. It seems that people and animals are harmless, but it is even more terrible. The breath is restrained, and Mo Zhilan can't notice it.
"Nonsense, why do I ask you to come out?"
"Good to say, good to say, a few giants outside will eat it for me later."
The Qingwang God blackmailed maliciously.
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