Chapter 933

Of course, all this is just a legend. The supreme heavenly coffin is mysterious and unpredictable. It has not appeared in the world for millions of years. It last appeared in ancient times, and it is only a flash in the pan and has not caused many waves.

This time, the supreme heavenly coffin appeared in the cangming world, and Ye Hao couldn't help recalling the longevity opportunity mentioned by Mo beixuan just now.

At that time, heaven and earth changed, wind and clouds surged, and some ancient relics appeared one after another. Even the supreme heavenly coffin that had not appeared in the world for millions of years appeared.

This kind of sign, does Chaha confirm the longevity opportunity mentioned in Mo beixuan's mouth?

"If so, the appearance of the supreme heavenly coffin is not too strange."

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While Ye Hao was wandering in the transmission array to cangming, the battle between Mo Dao and Mo beixuan had become white hot in the inaccessible mountains of the southern region.

At the moment, the ink path is full of black light and waves. The hazy and mysterious runes are like a river of stars around it, filled with terrible breath. The long gun made of empty black gold in his hand is more like a black dragon, showing an incomparably terrible power. He keeps chopping, smashing and stabbing, which completely overwhelms Mo beixuan.

Boom!

Qiang!

Bang bang!

There was a constant roar in the void, and the sonic boom rang through. I saw the momentum of Mo Dao, like a real God standing proudly. On the other side, Mo beixuan was bleeding all over, with countless wounds on his body, and even several transparent blood holes in the front and back. It was obvious that he was penetrated by a long gun, filled with bursts of the power of void space, eroding his flesh and blood.

It has to be said that the strength of Mo Dao is really terrible. Rao is mo beixuan. As a descendant of the ancient holy King's lineage, he also controls the supreme secret art of absolute field, but at the moment, there is still a defeat and the injury is extremely terrible.

Of course, although he was defeated by Mo Dao, at the moment, Mo beixuan's momentum was much stronger than at first. It seemed that his strength was also rising and recovering with the fighting.

"A wild mole ant wants to use the son of God as a sharpener. Today he will crush you to death!"

For Mo beixuan's increasingly strong breath, Mo Dao felt dignified at the bottom of his heart. At the same time, the killing opportunity on his face was stronger. He rushed out without breathing and wanted to kill the former in one fell swoop.

Qiang!

Boom!

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The battle broke out again. At the moment, Mo beixuan was silent and his face was solemn and calm. Even if a bright blood hole was pierced through by the long gun again, he just frowned slightly, and there was no much panic on his face.

"It's just a mole ant. I'll see how long you can last!"

Mo Dao smiled grimly. His internal strength was not preserved at all. The fierce and terrible force of emptiness wreaked havoc in the world. His long gun was a frightening black awn. He suddenly pointed out to Mo beixuan, "die for me!"

Boom!

This blow was too terrible. As the black long gun in Mo Dao's hand stabbed out, the void in front was like a crazy collapse like a mirror, and a gun awn filled with terrible waves rushed to Mo beixuan almost like lightning.

Qiang!

At the critical moment, Mo beixuan raised his knife to block, and the exaggerated bloody sword in his hand was like a shield in front of him, but the dark spear still exploded with terrible power, bombarded the blade heavily, and blasted its shape into the earth below, causing the mountains and earth within a radius of thousands of miles to collapse instantly and sink together, which was very frightening.

"Hum, it's just a mole ant. See how you shout!"

Looking at the roaring and dusty ruins below, Mo Dao's face also showed a tired color. However, there was a dull smile in his eyes. Not to mention the practitioners who first entered the Xiaoyao realm, even the strong ones in the Xiaoyao realm are estimated to be unable to stop. Even if Mo beixuan's strength is not weak, he is definitely dead and lifeless.

Click!

However, just after the sneer of Mo Dao fell, there was a sudden abnormal sound in the smoke filled ruins below, like an iron chain was broken, and then a vast and violent momentum storm suddenly rose from below, fiercely blowing away the smoke and dust blocking the sky and the sun, revealing Mo beixuan's figure covered with blood.

"Hoo, it's not easy to break the seal at last."

In the ruins below, Mo beixuan breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head with emotion. It seemed that he didn't care about his injury at all.

"You..."

Seeing that Mo beixuan was not dead, his momentum became stronger and stronger. It seemed that he had broken some shackles, and there was a rising trend, which made Mo Dao's eyes suddenly tighten, and his face was shocked.

He thought that the former's strength had been sealed and had not yet recovered to its peak, which was just blowing the atmosphere.

But now... Everything seems to be true?

But how is that possible?!

The strength of the former is not much weaker than him, if this is not the peak power.

Is his peak stronger than his divine blood?

Mo Dao was shocked and couldn't believe this guess. You know, he is the real son of God. Even if he can compete with the old strong, how can he be inferior to a fellow practitioner in the wild world!

For his reaction, Mo beixuan did not pay any attention. After shaking his head and sighing for a while, he turned and walked with a bloody sword, ignoring the ink way at all.

"Stop!"

Seeing that Mo beixuan was leaving, the ink road in the void drank fiercely, and the black hole like eyes jumped, "pretending to be mysterious, I wanted to take the opportunity to escape!"

Mo Dao really didn't want to believe that a fellow practitioner in the wild world was better than his divine blood.

In his mind, the former must be at the end of a powerful crossbow. At present, this posture is just trying to get away.

"Ah? Run away?" Mo beixuan turned around in surprise. "Since the seal in my body has been broken, my strength will recover to the peak in a short time. Naturally, your grindstone is useless. What am I doing here?"

Smelling the speech, the corners of Mo Dao's eyes twitched violently, and the killing and anger in his eyes almost turned into essence.

Is this guy talking human?

What do you think of him as the son of the void magic bat family?

Disposable items thrown away after use?

No matter what Mo beixuan said is true or false, Mo Dao's killing of him at the moment is stronger than that of Ye Hao!

"Grindstone... OK! Now that your seal is broken, let me see how much you can do!"

Mo Dao drank fiercely, and the power in his body was almost overloaded, which made the whole world tremble madly, and his power was extremely frightening.

"Go away. Since I promised Shen Xuan, I don't have time to talk to you. I like being a knife sharpener so much. Hurry to find him. He should be on his way to cangming world now."

Mo beixuan turned and left directly, ignoring the ferocious and angry ink way at all. However, as soon as he took a few steps, he seemed to think of something, slightly turned his head and said, "warn you, don't pester me, otherwise... Bear the consequences."

While talking, Mo beixuan slowly raised his hand, took off the black cloth that bound his eyes, and revealed a pair of deep, strange and frightening eyes.

One eye, two pupils, natural vision.

"You..."

At the moment of seeing the former's eyes, the originally murderous, angry and distorted ink path seemed to be bombarded by thunder. The body could not be contained. It retreated for several steps. Its face was more like a ghost. There was a thick shock and shock. It seemed that it could not believe what it saw at present.