"Ah... I am a dignified saint, with a great future. I will not die, I will never die!"

Zhao Mo, who had lost his left arm, was anxious and fled to independent time and space desperately while dancing his spear;

Bring up gun screens to block the influx of Nine-Meridian Wind Blades!

"Puchi..."

There are too many Nine-Meridian Wind Blades. Zhao Mo's urgent gun screen blocked most of the Nine-Meridian Wind Blades.

But when he escaped from his independent time and space in the air, he was already exhausted. There were dozens or hundreds of deep bone-deep wounds on his right arm and legs!

The most serious thing is that his lower abdomen and his right chest were pierced by a nine-mere wind blade!

"Hosh...huh..."

Zhao Mo was panting and just escaped from Independent Time and Space when a purple flying sword broke out from Independent Time and Space, stabbed Zhao Mo's heart!

"Puchi!"

Zhao Mo hurriedly turned sideways, despite avoiding the fate of being penetrated by a sword.

But the purple flying sword still pierced into his left chest. The sharp tip of the sword broke two ribs and pierced out from under his left shoulder with splashing blood!

"puff!"

Zhao Mo squirted blood quickly, felt a dizzy turn, and his body fell heavily on the platform of destruction of life and death.

Blood in the body shot out from the shocking wounds.

"Disciple!"

On the pavilion, Yuwen shouted anxiously, "Stand up quickly, you must not lose, if you lose, you will die!"

When Yuwen was crying funnyly, the three million disciples in the void around the Destruction Life and Death Platform fell into a brief stagnation.

Then, a tide of screams erupted:

"Oh my God, what's the hell about this? Zheng Shaotian is only at the fourth level of the Divine Realm. How could he seriously hurt Zhao Shengzi!?"

"Yes, it's so unbelievable. Zheng Shaotian's ability to challenge beyond the level is simply incredible!"

"You know, the higher the level of a monk, the more he challenged, the weaker he will be. This is an eternal iron rule!

How could Zheng Shaotian use his strength to severely damage Zhao Shengzi at the eighth level with his fourth level of the Divine Realm!?”

"Look at me, Zheng Shaotian has appeared!"

Accompanied by the screams of a disciple, the disciples immediately became quiet.

They all looked down, but when they saw the void shaking on the stage of destruction of life and death, Zheng Shaoge, who had a pale face, appeared in everyone's sight again.

Zheng Shaoge was still naked on his upper body, and the broken ribs on his chest were still shocking.

At the same time, he was telling everyone that his injuries were not much less serious than Zhao Moji!

With the broken twelve ribs, Zheng Shaoge endured the severe pain, straightened his back, and held the sword and walked towards Zhao Mo, who was in the pool of blood a hundred feet away, step by step!

Every step he takes, his murderous intent becomes stronger!

Zhao Mojiu, covered in blood, dragged a blood mark on the ground and moved backwards, looking terrified:

"You... don't come... don't come!"

No one noticed that there was an extra blood-colored pill in his right hand!

At this moment, Zhao Mo was still hesitating in his heart whether to take the Golden Crow Blood Pill!

He didn't want to take it, because once he took it, he could certainly kill Zheng Shaotian;

But your potential will be squeezed out, and the meridians in your body will be broken due to the inability to bear it, and you will completely become a useless person!

"Disciple, don't hesitate, use your trump card!"

At this time, Yuwen's funny old and anxious voice rang in Zhao Moji's ears:

"Only by taking the Golden Crow Blood Pill can you kill him and save your life!"

After hearing this, Zhao Moqi stopped moving his body immediately. His eyes were red and he stared at Zheng Shaoge who was getting closer, and shouted with all his strength:

"Zheng Shaotian, as long as I can kill you, I, Zhao Mo, are eager to do whatever it takes!"

Zhao Moji resolutely swallowed the Golden Crow Blood Pill in his hand into his stomach!

At this time, where

Situ Xuanming's expression in the vast sea of ​​clouds condensed and hurriedly sent a voice to Zheng Shaoge:

"Be careful, just as Zhao Mo quickly fell from the void, he took out a blood-colored pill from the Qiankun Ring."

"If this sect leader reads it correctly, it should be the rumored Golden Crow Blood Pill!"

Hearing this, Zheng Shaoge, who was pressing Zhao Mo step by step, suddenly paused and his expression became solemn.

"roar!"

At this moment, Zhao Moji, who was seriously injured, had no wind in his hair, and a beast-like roar came out of his mouth.

He jumped up and stood firmly on the destruction platform of life and death.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhao Moji's body changed drastically!

"Bang bang bang... creak creak..."

As Zhao Mojiu's body heard a clear sound of bone cracks, his body suddenly burst, and his robe was instantly bursting!

While breathing, his body skyrocketed to a height of ten feet!

His face was covered with earthworm-like veins, ferocious and terrifying, and then his neck and even his whole body, the same is true!

At this time, he was like a human-shaped ferocious beast, standing not far from Zheng Shaoge.

If you can look inside Zhao Mojiu's body, you will be shocked to find that the bones and meridians in his body are expanding rapidly under the effects of the Golden Crow Blood Pill!

The blood in his body was boiling, and the speed of flow was increasing exponentially!

Zhao Mo quickly entered a mysterious state. He could not feel the pain at all. On the contrary, he felt comfortable and quite comfortable.

His body was still swelling wildly, and he felt his body full of unprecedented power.

It seems that raising your hands and feet can destroy the world!

After just one breath, Zhao Moji's body soared to a height of three feet.

And the comfortable feeling disappeared, and the whole person suddenly became violent, which was a sign of madness!

And his aura at this moment is approaching the great perfection of the Divine Realm!

"Zheng Shaotian, I want to tear you into pieces!" Before Zhao Mo's anxious roar fell, his figure disappeared from the spot!

"What a fast speed!"

As soon as Zheng Shaoge's idea passed, Zhao Mo was anxious and had already arrived in front of him.

The huge fist, with violent power, smashed towards Zheng Shaoge!

Before the huge fist fell, the powerful aura came to Zheng Shaoge.

Zheng Shaoge, who was injured, dared not fight against him!

"The Supreme Fire of the Prehistoric World!"

While Zheng Shaoge's body was ejaculated in a very fast speed, his right palm suddenly pushed out.

In an instant, the purple Supreme Fire, as high as fifty feet, enveloped Zhao Mo quickly like a volcano erupting!

"Sizzy..."

Zhao Moji's whole body was filled with black smoke, and the pungent smell of burnt flesh spread out.

"Zheng Shaotian, I'm going to tear you alive!"

Zhao Mo was shocked all over and shot out from the flames of the Supreme Master of the Great.

Zheng Shaoge, who was shooting backward, had a solution to his mind. He paused, and then he did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards Zhao Mo with a sword in the air!

"Puchi!"

When the blade was carrying blood, it pierced Zhao Moji's neck. Zhao Moji quickly swung his right palm and patted Zheng Shaoge!

"Click!"

Accompanied by the clear sound of bone cracks, Zheng Shaoge's left arm was photographed, and his whole arm turned into minced meat and blood splattered.

Zheng Shaoge roared angrily, held the sword in the air, and inserted it into Zhao Moji's neck again!

It's a completely life-threatening style!

There are two reasons why he did this.

First, he knew that his speed was not as fast as that.

Zhao Mojiu, who was trapped in the rage, would definitely not give him a chance to perform any martial arts!

The second and most important reason is...
To be continued...