As the Great Demon Lord Fentian approached with every step, Mo Wuxie felt like someone was beating a drum in his heart. It seemed that the beating of his heart was caused by the rhythm of the Great Demon Lord's steps. If it weren't for his strong physique,
You can't sustain it with your cultivation alone, and your heart may have broken long ago.
He felt a lot. This is the difference between the Big Demon Lord and the Little Demon Lord. This is the difference between the Big Demon Lord and himself. No wonder the Big Demon Lord can control the Little Demon Lord for his own use. It turns out that there is no difference between their levels.
There is an insurmountable distance.
However, he can close the distance because he has immortality, transformation and artifacts.
The moonlight armor suddenly shone, and a layer of moonlight light curtain protected him within it. The rumbling sound waves that shocked the mind suddenly disappeared, but the light curtain was pulsating rhythmically with the pace of the Great Demon Lord.
"A very good protective armor, but this kind of defense is not enough!"
After saying that, the Great Demon Lord grabbed Mo Wuxie with one palm, and then, from the sky, a huge hand fell down. This hand was so big that it was unimaginable. It covered the sky and the sun, as if this hand was the sky.
Mo Wuxie looked up at the sky, his face suddenly turned ugly, and crackling sounds could be heard from his body.
This palm contains extremely domineering energy. Although it is not as powerful as the golden stick's Qianjun Chengyuyu, the difference is not too big.
The big hand rumbled down, but Mo Wuxie stood upright, but was suppressed by the power and fell to the ground.
What a powerful energy! He was shocked and suddenly realized that his body could not move and was completely imprisoned.
He doesn't know this kind of confinement technique, but he can mentally lock a person and launch an attack.
He was unable to move, but it did not prevent him from entering the tomb of the gods.
But he did not enter the tomb of God.
He wanted to have a great battle to find out how powerful the Great Demon Lord was and how long the distance was.
He shouted loudly: "Thunder!"
There was a sudden surge of thunder in the sky, and a huge thunderball rolled down.
The speed of the big hand's descent was fast enough, but this was Mo Wuxie's natural domain, so his thunder ball fell even faster and landed on the back of his hand. Suddenly there was a burst of thunder, and the thunder light traveled and banged continuously.
The big black hand turned out to be a bit thinner.
Mo Wuxie was immediately overjoyed. He didn't expect Thunder Ball to have such magical properties as restraint.
Thunder is purification and punishment from heaven. Therefore, it has a certain restraining effect on all evil energy. It is normal for this scene to happen at this time.
However, the Great Demon Lord in the sky looked ugly.
The Great Demon Lord looked at the sky and saw thunder falling one after another at an unimaginable speed.
Rumble, rumble...
The big hand he transformed became thin again, almost transparent, and it only took an instant.
The Great Demon Lord Fen Tian was shocked and angry. He grabbed the void and energy was transferred inexplicably. The big hand suddenly solidified, turning black and dim. Lightning fell on it again, and finally there was nothing that could be done to the big hand.
The Great Demon Lord smiled sinisterly and said: "Without the Zixiao Divine Thunder, your little thunder is just an itch for this Demon Lord!"
The big hand fell down quickly, but Mo Wuxie's face was slightly pale. He had activated so many thunder balls, which consumed a lot of him. At this time, the energy of the big hand became more powerful and domineering, and the pressure increased greatly.
"It's the Purple Night Divine Thunder again, when will I be able to fully understand the Purple Night Divine Thunder!" He shouted in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. What he understood now was just a veil of the Purple Night Divine Thunder, and he just let the blue thunder ball carry it.
Just a hint of purple light.
He had personal experience with the Golden Stick and knew that this big hand was unstoppable unless he had powerful magical powers to fight against it.
He shouted loudly, and the Four Cultivation Swords suddenly transformed, reaching a thousand meters in an instant, emitting a strong silver brilliance.
Although the Four Swordsmen are extremely powerful, they appear to be very small in the hands of powerful men.
However, it is this smallness that is defending his own life and fighting against the unmatchable god-level demon Lord Fentian.
The Sixiu Sword tore open the palm, and flames and thunder rolled away. In an instant, the color of the sky was very strange, full of magical colors.
The energy in the sky was raging wildly, and it was extremely terrifying. The earth suddenly collapsed. Mo Wuxie's body was crackling continuously, and many places had begun to collapse.
As for the Great Demon Lord Fentian in the sky, his black energy dissipated immediately, revealing an ugly face, but he said in horror: "What a strong opponent, if you are promoted to the level of the Great Demon Lord, I will definitely not be your opponent. Unfortunately,
Now you can only be strangled in the cradle by this Demon Lord!"
His eyes suddenly flashed with intense black light, and for a moment, the whole world was turbulent. Endless darkness descended, and the huge hand immediately knocked out the Four Swordsmen.
The size of the Fourth Cultivation Sword suddenly shrank and returned to Mo Wuxie.
"Wow!" Mo Wuxie crossed his chest with one hand and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, which was blue and pale and scary.
He looked towards the sky and sneered.
The Great Demon Lord was above the black clouds. Suddenly, he felt a thrilling breath, and a golden light rose into the sky, piercing the big hand. He looked at the ground suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he thought in horror: "
Why is the six-eared macaque here? Isn't he dead? Isn't the Victory Buddha also here?"
In his panic, the golden stick pierced the big hand and came to the top of the black cloud. After a stir, the big hand suddenly collapsed and disappeared.
"Feng Tian, it turns out to be you!"
The six-eared macaque's voice was like thunder, roaring out, and it had already arrived in front of the Great Demon Lord.
The Great Demon Lord's voice was filled with disbelief as he shouted: "Aren't you dead?"
The six-eared macaque said: "Death is the reincarnation of life! Look at the stick!"
Suddenly, he raised his stick and smashed it down hard, and at the same time shouted: "Qianjun Chengyuyu!"
In an instant, the scene that Mo Wuxie encountered appeared again. The golden stick suddenly transformed into a length of ten thousand meters, emitting golden light that reached the sky, driving away all darkness, and smashed towards the Great Demon Lord Fentian.
The Great Demon Lord was no longer calm. Instead, he was very nervous and scared. He was not confident that he could beat the six-eared macaque.
As a demon cultivator, he and a god cultivator are natural enemies, so they naturally understand each other. This six-eared macaque is the gatekeeper of Dou Zhan Buddha and has already received the essence of Dou Zhan Buddha. Therefore, all changes in magical powers are shocking.
The earth is indestructible!
Fighting to defeat the Buddha is a madman between the realms of gods and Buddhas, one of the few people with great supernatural powers. The exercises he practices not only contain the Buddha nature, but also contain the Hunyun Gong. It is a complex and domineering exercise that can defeat demons.
It has a restraining effect. As the gatekeeper, the six-eared macaque has obtained the true inheritance!
The messages in the mind of the Great Demon Lord Fentian disappeared in a flash, his expression changed dramatically, and he began to think about retreating.
He pointed out and shouted: "Devil's reincarnation!"
As he clicked, there was some kind of complex change, a black aperture was produced, and the internal nebula flowed and violently rotated, like a whirlpool of reincarnation.
The demonic reincarnation spins and rumbles against the golden stick...
Mo Wuxie looked at the changes above and knew that he could no longer control everything. If he didn't leave, the collision of these two extremes would definitely tear apart the natural realm, and would also cause him to be seriously injured.
Therefore, he withdrew from the natural realm and returned to the tomb of God.