That huge bird is actually a bow, with a faint halo of light flowing on it. On the flowing halo are three big characters - Broken Immortal Bow.
The Broken Immortal Bow was passed down from an eight thousand year old hand. It was made from the bones of the Immortal King. It was not one Immortal King, but three Immortal Kings. The most important bones were taken and refined with the bone marrow of the human brain.
To make a bow string, it must be hammered with different fires, and different water must be used when tempering.
Of course, if there is some exotic gold in this broken immortal bow, its power will be even higher.
But there is obviously no strange metal in Ao Wuchang's Broken Immortal Bow. The overwhelming metallic aura does not exist, and there is no domineering and invincible fighting spirit.
"The Broken Immortal Bow is specially designed to kill the kings of the Immortal Realm. An even number of immortal kings have died under this bow. If you die under it, you can be regarded as a master."
"Hahaha, you want to kill me with a broken bow, but shooting at the kings is like a plaything to the immortal world, and to me. Let you try how powerful the holy energy in your heart is, I
If you stand here and don't move, if you can hurt me, I will hurt myself in front of you."
"Okay, this is what you said. Don't blame me when you die. It's best to leave some last words to Five Thousand Years Old to avoid causing turmoil in the God Realm."
"You don't need to worry about this. I, Li Mo, have always been aboveboard in my work. But you, what if you can't kill me?"
"Me? I can't kill you? Then what's the point of my life? Wouldn't all these years of training be in vain? If I don't kill you, I will die in front of you." As soon as he finished speaking, the Broken Immortal Bow suddenly stretched out,
A world-beating light shot out, aiming at Li Mo's body and soul, trying to kill Li Mo's soul in one fell swoop.
The Broken Immortal Bow came to Li Mo with its destructive power.
"Breaking armor and thousands of armies!"
Li Mo quickly took action, forming a triangle formation on his body, with the sharp part of the triangle facing forward, like a raised sword.
"The best defense is offense!"
Li Mo straightened his body, and the triangle formation in front of him quickly rushed forward to meet the incoming arrow.
The sharp triangular formation was like a thick knife slashed horizontally, colliding with the oncoming arrows.
"Buzz buzz..." The ghosts and gods cried. In the center of the collision, a vast black hole appeared. In the black hole, there was still an arrow and the shadow of the 'Armor-breaking Thousand Army', and then a frightening breath exploded.
When the black hole came out, the black hole exploded and fell into pieces. The bright moon behind Ao Wuchang suddenly dimmed. The chariot in the black moon made a clanging sound. One of the wheels of the chariot fell off. The chariot tilted and almost shattered.
The Immortal-Broken Bow was flowing with dim light, and it no longer had its previous momentum.
"This...this is the power of the origin of evil..." Ao Wuchang showed a look of extreme fear on his face, and the next moment, he seemed to have made some kind of determination.
I saw that the immortal energy all over his body was burning, like a volcano erupting. During the burning process, the bright moon behind him began to shine, and a wheel that fell from the chariot appeared again, and the sound of the chariot broke the momentum of the immortal bow.
Even more intense, like a peerless bow that wants to pierce the sky.
"Finish all your efforts in one battle!"
Ao Wuchang shouted three times in a row, each one louder than the last. In an instant, the chariot in the bright moon appeared on the land. Amidst the roar, a huge Immortal-breaking Bow appeared. The peerless magic sound appeared. In the mist, an Immortal-breaking Arrow appeared.
Appear.
This arrow is five feet long and as thick as a thigh. On the tip of the arrow, there is a diamond-shaped tip with the face of Buddha, nine incense dots on the bald head, and a pair of eyes full of the desire to destroy the world.
The Buddha had a Vajra, which was the Lord Buddha's protective Vajra, specifically designed to punish those who disrespected the Buddha.
King Kong can kill people, and it can cultivate the desire to kill.
"prick!!!"
The Immortal-Breaking Arrow was shot out, and its power to destroy the world was in sharp contrast to Li Mo's small body.
"Jian Wu Dao, if you want the Five Senses Divine Fist, I'll show you how to use it once. If you really like it, help me kill this beast." Li Mo made no secret of his love for Jian Wu Dao.
Temptation, he shouted loudly.
"Five senses divine fist!"
This time, Ao Wuchang learned about the unique combat skill that killed the eldest prince, called the 'Five Senses Divine Fist'.
Li Mo stood there, his body slowly moving into the air, and at the same time, he moved his hands randomly on his chest. His handprints were constantly changing, and traces of sweat appeared from his forehead, falling to the ground, leaving pits.
Even if Li Mo uses the Five Senses Divine Fist with his current strength, he will feel weak. This Five Senses Divine Fist has a huge appetite, as if he can exert corresponding power no matter what kind of strength he is.
At this moment, a sun seemed to appear on Li Mo's chest, its dazzling light shining on Kyushu, and the dazzling light dwarfed the large altar.
A facial makeup appeared, swaying erratically.
Astonishingly, the five sense organs appeared one by one. When all the five sense organs were in power, the immortal-breaking arrow had arrived, and it was shot with the force of a descendant shooting the sun.
"Wow!"
People in the distance can see a dark shadow, five feet long, slowly touching a face that can compete with the sun.
Just when they thought a big hole was about to be shot out of the thin face, a strange scene happened.
That facial mask has facial features on it, like a fountain, emitting a stream of gas that combines to form a small shield.
It is this inconspicuous shield. No matter how ferocious the Immortal-Breaking Arrow is, it cannot penetrate. Moreover, it seems to have had its power sucked away, and the light becomes dimmer. At a certain moment, the Immortal-Breaking Arrow no longer has its fierce power.
It turns into white powder and falls rustlingly.
The five senses divine fist was even more fierce, like a shark swimming in the sea, poofing towards the chariot.
The chariot immediately fell into pieces, and before the second arrow could be fired, the immortal bow on the chariot turned into mist and evaporated.
"Ao Wuchang, your Immortal-Breaking Arrow can't kill me, why don't you just capture me now and I'll leave your body intact, hahaha!"
Ao Wuchang looked at the face that was rolling over like a giant wheel, with a look of fear on his face, and his face was pale and bloodless. At this moment, he truly understood what a peerless genius is and what a monster is.
At this moment, Li Mo had all his pride shattered. What was left was only shame. He even felt like rushing to death. He felt so embarrassed and humiliated. Just when he was thinking a lot, the five-sensory fist's facial makeup showed no trace.
He rushed over without mercy.
He wants to die, but he definitely doesn't have the courage. For a person like Ao Wuchang, he is definitely not the kind of person who can commit suicide and kill people.
What promises, what vows, when you are facing death, they are all bullshit.
What he has to do now is to run. He has to leave here and hide in a place where no one can find him. When he gets out of this ghost place and returns to the God Realm, he must ask Eight Thousand Years Old to kill Li Mo no matter what.
This scourge cannot be left behind. The speed of its growth is unbelievable, and even human thinking cannot dare to imagine it.
A flash of light flashed, and Ao Wuchang turned around and ran away. Although he was defeated, he was not injured. He ran at an amazing speed. Only the king could fly in the air.
At this moment, a sword light fell from the sky, like a shooting star, and just hit Ao Wuchang's body. A bright red color floated out, a yellow arm fell to the ground, and a roar sounded: "Jian Wu Dao
...I am at odds with you."
"I'm afraid you won't have this chance!"
A black shadow directly hit Ao Wuchang. In an instant, he felt that all the bones in his body were shifting. A mouthful of blood spurted out. His body was unable to fly in the air, and a piece of his arm fell off.
That group of black shadows was Yazhen who was blown away by the wind.
Just when Ao Wuchang was descending, the facial makeup of the Five-Function Divine Fist appeared under his body, wrapping him up all of a sudden, and then with a flash of light, Ao Wuchang and the facial makeup disappeared together.
There, only a cloud of smoke was left.
"Is he dead?" Jian Wudao's voice suddenly sounded, and he appeared next to Li Mo.
Li Mo shrugged and said with a smile: "I have never seen such a living creature under the Five Senses Divine Fist."
Jian Wudao looked at Li Mo suspiciously. The scene just now was too weird. He thought that Ao Wuchang was transferred by Li Mo and the person should not be dead yet.
"You'd better not lie to me!"
Ao Wuchang is a very important person. Behind him is 8,000 years old. 8,000 years old is the second leader in the God Realm. His cultivation level is directly catching up with the Lord of the God Realm. It is even rumored that he is already 9,000 years old.
The lifespan is only 9,000 years old, so it has not been announced, and the cultivation has been suppressed.
Maybe he is waiting for a good opportunity to win the first power in the God Realm in one fell swoop.
And Ao Wuchang is an important card in his hand. Although Shenyi is powerful, he never cares about things in the God Realm. He is always sick, coughing constantly, as if he may die at any time.
Jian Wu Dao only has the sword in his heart, and the God Realm is dispensable to him. If it had not come to a critical moment of life and death, Jian Wu Dao would not have any impact on the pattern of the God Realm.
At this time, the most important thing is Ao Wuchang.
He is the third-ranked figure among the Sons of God in the God Realm, and he is also the Son of God under the throne of Eight Thousand Years Old.
Sooner or later, the first generation of Chitose will have to step down. After all, fighting for the throne and practicing life-threatening cultivation are the key. By then, Ao Wuchang will definitely be the actual controller of the next generation of the God Realm.
It can be seen that Ba Qian Sui has put a lot of effort into him, but now that he is dead, the person who killed Ao Wuchang will definitely be remembered by Ba Qian Sui. At that time, the anger of an Eight Dao King will not be something they can bear, even Jian Wu Dao
He is not afraid of heaven and earth, but he still has an instinctive space for 8,000 years old. Even his teacher, 7,000 years old, does not dare to provoke him.
Ao Wuchang is dead, and there is no evidence of those deaths. Even though Eight Thousand Years Old will not believe it when the time comes, he will never act recklessly.
But Li Mo wants to hide Ao Wuchangxue, and if he invites him out at the critical moment, then Eight Thousand Years Old will go crazy and get angry, and Jian Wu Dao's good days will be over.
"He is really dead. He cut off his arm with your sword, was hit by that medieval emperor Yazui, and was wrapped in the mysterious Five-Sense Divine Fist. It's hard not to die!"