"Give me all your strength! Get the strongest power, this is the destiny that I, Bei Jinghong, should have!"
The dynasty bell not only shines with golden light, but also has magic patterns flying.
Bei Jinghong's skin was dissatisfied with the black patterns, which was exactly the same as when Li Yunxiao was exercising the magic skills.
"childish!"
Mopu sneered and said, "Things you can't get for hundreds of thousands of years will never get."
With five fingers on one arm, the weapon that was vague and vague suddenly became solid.
The terrifying power dispersed from the weapon, and a demon ring appeared, spreading as big as hundreds of feet.
"Dangdang!"
Under the impact of the vast power, the imperial clock kept trembling.
The Demon Lord shook his wrist, and Ahan's bone-slashing knife swung out a series of afterimages and slashed towards the big bell!
"Boom!"
A gully was cut out from the sky, and the light of the entire Thirty-Three Heavens array was shaken.
"Bang!"
The dark sword light hit Zhong, and immediately killed most of the golden light.
The imperial bell flew violently, and the inscriptions on the bell flashed one by one.
Bei Jinghong's face dripped out of water with a gloomy expression, his eyes full of madness, completely losing his mind, teleported down directly, and the golden hammer suddenly struck the bell!
"when!"
A hazy golden light dispersed, slightly resisting the sword's energy.
"oh?"
Mopu's eyelids twitched, his lips raised, he sneered, and said, "It's useless!"
The wrist pressed down with force, and the sound of a mysterious weapon was emitted from the Ahan Bone Slashing Knife, as if back to the eternal years, the time when the world was created.
"Bang!"
The golden light on the dynasty clock was instantly broken, and the sword light slashed on the clock and exploded with a bang!
The mysterious weapon exploded, and the power of the terrifying magic sword continued to decrease, and it hit the ground!
Bei Jinghong was shocked. The madness in his eyes was like someone was poured with cold water. He woke up instantly and hurriedly swept the golden hammer over and blocked him in front of him!
"Boom!"
The golden hammer was carried for a while, and suddenly broke, and the whole person was swallowed up by the magic light!
After the sword light of Ahan's bone-slaying sword annihilated Bei Jinghong, a demonic energy surged in the formation light that had been slashed for thirty-three days, causing the sky to shake.
"Hmph, let you go for the time being. When I kill the shame of the formation spirit for 100,000 years, I will consider killing you or turning you into a hard work."
Mo Pu sneered, let go of his five fingers holding the knife, and turned back into the Seal.
The Ahan Bone Cutting Sword was suspended on the seal, and became virtual and real again.
The ravines cut out with the sword, hundreds of feet away, suddenly appeared in the void. Bei Jinghong's face was extremely pale, and he suddenly vomited blood, and the blood was also golden!
"Impossible. If you can use the Six Paths of Demon Soldiers, why should you wait until today!"
The aura on Bei Jinghong's body fell sharply, as if he had lost all the essence and blood in his body, becoming thinner, his wrinkled skin pressed against the bones, and his cheekbones were sunken.
Mo Pu sarcastically said, "Did you forget what I said just now? Thank you for bringing Li Yunxiao. How did he refine his true magic form?"
Bei Jinghong trembled all over, his eyes showed horror, and he said in a lost voice: "Can it be... Could it be..."
"Hehe, it's the clone of that stupid guy in Di!"
Mo Pu laughed loudly on his face and said with a grim voice: "Haha, I never thought that in 100,000 years, I could still get some of the magical essences!"
Back then, the Demon Lord Emperor split into two because of the thoughts of good and evil. Now the two thoughts are once again united, neither good nor evil, but just the purest power!
"In these thirty-three-day barriers, I can't sense the existence of the six demon soldiers. But the emperor's clone on Li Yunxiao can feel the demon soldiers at will. After I got this part of the demon essence, I can not only drive the demon soldiers at will, but also the long-lost power has also returned a lot. Isn't the former king of the Western Regions very desperate?"
Mo Pu laughed wildly, and all the Dharma images on all sides showed mockery. He looked at Bei Jinghong coldly, as if he was looking at the decadent past in the years.
"puff!"
Bei Jinghong was hit hard and sprayed a mouthful of blood again, as if he was looking back. His face suddenly turned red and his thin body began to tremble.
On the Tushita Heaven Peak, the six-colored light changed like clouds. Li Yunxiao suddenly appeared and stood up, as if he was flying in the clouds. He stared at Mo Pu with a gloomy face and said in a cold voice: "Get it? You took away my magical essence and won't return it?"
"return?"
Mopu opened his mouth wide and couldn't help laughing wildly, "Hahaha, my stomach hurts." His smile gradually condensed, and he said coldly, "Give it back to you sister?"
Li Yunxiao's eyes were shot out with a cold light, and his fists were clenched tightly.
Mopu said, "Don't look at me like this, now it's just the original owner. You are not bad boy. When I kill the formation spirit, you can become my servant and command all the slaves."
Li Yunxiao held his hands in front of his chest and said coldly: "Let's talk about it when you really kill the formation spirit. Be careful that I will shoot cold arrows aside."
Mopu sneered: "You who have lost the magical essence cannot fully control the world god monument. In my opinion, it is worse than Bei Jinghong, and there is not much more you. Since you don't want to be my slave, that's fine. I originally wanted you to present the sword in your hand, but now it seems that I have to take it myself."
Li Yunxiao groaned, too lazy to pay attention to him anymore.
Although I lost a large amount of magical powers, I was not too angry. This may be the only chance to defeat the formation spirit and rush out of the seal.
As for the lost magical essence, you can always find an opportunity to grab it back. Even if you can't, you can make up for it by practicing hard in places like the ancient magical well or the Tiandang Mountains.
Now that Bei Jinghong is seriously injured, he can no longer pose a threat to him. So he made gestures with both hands, put away Tushita Tianfeng, and returned to Beizhennan and others, but found that Ling Mudi had lost his figure.
Li Yunxiao was slightly shocked and hurriedly looked up. He saw Ling Mu Di's figure appearing behind Bei Jinghong, silently.
Bei Jinghong sneered and said, "Even if you take advantage of the situation, you dare not face me directly. Do you send a puppet to attack me? Oh, is such a person still destiny? He is worthy of possessing the World God Monument?"
He had already discovered the traces of Ling Mu Di, and turned around and slapped him with a palm!
Even the divine steelmaking puppet did not take too much into consideration.
When he turned his head, his whole body trembled suddenly, his pupils stared like a copper bell, and a silver whip was whipped down, bringing out several afterimages and some runes.
"Wow! Soul-Reverse Whip!"
He recognized the mysterious weapon and was immediately scared to death, shouting: "How is that possible?!"
But before I could think too much, I could dodge it, and suddenly turned my palm into a fist, pouring all my strength into the fist!
"Boom!"
The punch hit the soul whip and blew up countless silver lights. The soul whip was shaken away, and the fist force hit Ling Mu Di. Shen Jiangang's body was shocked and retreated step by step, with a punch mark on his chest.
"puff!"
Although Ling Mu Di was repelled, it seemed that Bei Jinghong was injured. He was full of horror and screamed: "The soul-reverse whip is indeed the soul-reverse whip! You, you are not a puppet!!"
The whip hit him, directly hurting his soul.
At this moment, there were silver talismans flashing on the fist bones, and I felt a little dazed and my rosy face turned pale sharply.
Bei Jinghong's head was covered in cold sweat and said in a trembling voice: "You, who are you?"
As soon as Ling Mu Di waved his hand, the soul-reverse whip flew back, held it in his hand, and finally said, "Since you have guessed it, you just don't believe it."
"Wow!"
Bei Jinghong gasped, and was so scared that he took a few steps back, saying in dismay: "Impossible, how could you still be alive!"
Ling Mudi said calmly: "Why can't I be alive?"
Bei Jinghong calmed himself a little and said, "Didn't you suppress the rainbow stone and let the Xuanwu Star Palace flow into the void? Could it be that you broke your promise?"
Ling Mudi said, "I am not the one who breaks my word? I won't tell you about the process. Now I will only ask you, where is the spirit of the World God Monument?"
Bei Jinghong's face suddenly changed, and he turned around and laughed: "Ling Mu Di, you have no body, you are still living on the puppet, and you also want to play the World God Monument?"
Ling Mudi didn't care about his ridicule and said calmly: "Since you already know that I have lost my body, there is no possibility of refining the divine monument in the realm. How can you have an evil heart?"
Bei Jinghong said coldly: "Where is the spirit of the stele and what does it have to do with you? Could it be that you want to help that kid?"
Ling Mu Di said: "The World God Monument will choose the master. Since it has chosen Li Yunxiao, I will naturally help him. As for you, you have too much obsession and it is impossible to refine the World God Monument."
"Shut up!"
Bei Jinghong roared, "Why can't I? Why?! I can't compare to such a bad boy? Why can't I get the World God Monument! Listen to the Mu Di, we fought together back then, are you willing to help me? As long as I get the World God Monument, I will definitely find a way to reshape your body!"
His eyes were full of desire and he looked at it expectantly.
Ling Mu Di raised the soul-reverse whip, walked over, and said, "Since you are obsessed with it, I can only destroy your soul and search for it yourself."
Bei Jinghong's body trembled, as if he couldn't believe it, "You, are you going to search my soul?!"
The silver light surged from the soul whip and hit the sky, which was the best answer for Lingmu Di.
"Boom!"
Bei Jinghong did not dare to resist, so he hurriedly escaped, gritted his teeth and said, "Why? You actually want to search my soul viciously!"
Lingmu Di failed to hit the hit, and was not in a hurry, but continued to walk towards Bei Jinghong.
The other party is seriously injured and it is difficult to turn the tables. The longer it drags on, the more beneficial it will be to him.
"Because you are already a cancer of this era, what's the use of it?" Ling Mudi said calmly with that cold expression.
"Cancer? Haha, you said I was a cancer! If I hadn't been to me, would you have killed the Demon Lord? This world might have been ruined long ago!"
Bei Jinghong roared, his eyes full of resentment.
Ling Mudi nodded and said, "You have indeed made great efforts. But even a hundred thousand years ago, you were not a good person. It was just that the battle to seal the demons was too extensive and everyone was responsible. If you contribute to the world, you would work for yourself. What I never expected was that you actually sneaked into the seal and wanted to seize the power of the Demon Lord. Fortunately, I failed to succeed. I was still shuddering when I thought about this."