Infinite Heroes Seat

The turbulent water mist, like a turbulent river, constantly rushed towards Mowen, but once it got close to Mowen, it was easily bounced away. The faint white light seemed to isolate the two in different worlds. , No matter how the waves rolled, they couldn't get a corner of Mowen's clothes.

Walking around the courtyard, Mo Wen came to a strange place in a short while.

It is not a stone cave hidden deep in the belly of the mountain, but a desolate Gobi that is so huge that it cannot be seen to the end.

There were no trees, no birds and beasts, only dark gray rocks and sand. The strong wind blew across the Gobi with a whistling sound. Above my head, I couldn't see the sky, only the thick dark purple clouds mixed with white lightning, shining non-stop.

And not far in front of Mo Wen, there is an altar with a dark gray boulder as its seat. There are steps on all sides, seven floors above and below. There are seven huge pillars on the altar, divided into seven colors, each with a height of several tens of feet. It takes three people to enclose it, and in the middle of the altar, there is an ancient tripod in ancient form.

At this time, seven colorful red lights were glowing from the seven giant pillars, dazzling and dazzling, straight into the sky.

Panic Hongguang went deep into that cloud layer, and the entire cloud layer was cracked by a huge gap, revealing the true face of the sky.

It was a flashing and changing moon, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple. The brilliance of various colors flashed on this psychedelic moon, emitting a beautiful and mysterious light, and Gradually, the magic moon kept changing again, and after a while, a colorful Qi sword was transformed into the air. Wherever he went, all the dark clouds evaded and dissipated one after another, and there was an invincible power. Straight through the sky, I don't know where it extends.

"Zhu Xian Sword Formation?"

Feeling the similar breath, Mo Wen could easily recognize that colorful Qi sword, should it be said that it is the most mysterious place of Qingyunmen, this magic moon cave turned out to be the center of the entire Zhuxian sword formation, Qi The massive spiritual energy that the veins converged continuously flowed here, and then passed from here to the Zhuxian Ancient Sword. This is the truth that Daoxuan Zhenren can manipulate the Zhuxian Sword Array with his own power.

If he destroys this place with his own hands now, then the real Dao Xuan outside will definitely be crazy. Involuntarily Mo Wen had such a thought in his mind, but he immediately left it behind. What he wanted was that Dao Xuan and the Beast God would both lose in the end, instead of asking the Beast God to directly kill each other.

Look away. Mo Wen focused his attention around the giant sword, and watched that under the radiance of the magic moon, floating in the empty world of nothingness, rows of huge golden fonts could not help showing a trace of excitement on his face. .

"The world is not benevolent, and everything is a dog!"

He was right in the end, the fifth volume of the heavenly book was not portrayed on the ancient sword of Zhuxian, but carved in this magic moon cave, only when the ancient sword of Zhuxian was activated, it could be revealed.

Think about it too. You must know that Zhu Xian was interrupted by the beast **** in the original work. If it were actually engraved on it, wouldn't it mean that part of the content would be lost? How did Zhang Xiaofan learn all five celestial books?

There was a happy smile on his face, Mo Wen was about to take a few steps forward and carefully observe the heavenly book, but suddenly there was a meal under his feet, and he suddenly turned his head back and looked towards the passage coming behind him. The eyes are full of incredible colors.

Slap-slap-slap!

The sound of footsteps was extremely slight, but in Mo Wen's ears, it was as frightened as a drum.

He was covered in blood. A face was glowing gray, but a figure staggered along the path of the magic moon step by step, leaving a long trail of blood behind him.

"Zhang Xiaofan! How did he come here?"

He muttered to himself, Mo Wen looked at the figure that was approaching, his eyes were full of surprise, he knew the other side's injuries, he forcibly merged the backlash of Tai Chi Qing Xuan Dao and Dafan Prajna, bloodthirsty bead sucked half of his body. Blood, it was a miracle that he could not faint, how could he still follow him here?

But then Mo Wen’s eyes flashed a complex color, no matter how Zhang Xiaofan came over, how he survived the backlash, at this moment, facing Mo Wen, his pupils were empty. There was no more glamour.

He has been sucked into the illusion of the magic moon road.

"Father, mother!" Zhang Xiaofan opened his mouth slightly and whimpered, "I miss you so much!"

"Master...Master..." yelled and burst into tears. He asked hysterically: "Why, why, why, why, why, why do you choose me? Why do you want to do this?"

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister," his eyes were full of blood, tears and despair, his expression was a little struggling, a little unwilling, but more of an unrelieved confusion, "Why, why, you don't hate him in the end, why, why do you want Go alone, why, why,-you don't like me!"

Sobbing and crying, Zhang Xiaofan was helplessly like a child at this time.

After Zhang Xiaofan was over, Mo Wen understood the matter without any words.

He is not the ghost in the original book who has experienced countless tortures but is attached to love. He has nothing in this life, no Baguio who sacrificed his life to save him, no Lu Xueqi who entangled with him in love and hatred, nor did he face the painful struggle of Puzhi's body. , The only thing he had was his ignorant and unsuccessful first love, the so-called revenge, he himself knew that he was just lying to himself, Tian Linger never hated me from the beginning to the end.

There is no such great enlightenment that has loved and hated, and there is no such an opportunity as Mo Wen to go against the sky, he will not be able to get out of the path of the magic moon, plus his original injury, the only fate waiting for him is this magic moon. Dao's oil ran out and died.

Looking at the thin, lonely, and struggling figure, Mowen's fingers moved slightly, but then he turned around resolutely.

"Without power, it's just such a sad end in the end!"

"Today you may be me in the future!"

"So I won't stay, I will keep going forever!"

Looking at the rows of golden characters in the sky, Mo Wen clenched his fists abruptly, and the black air currents in his eyes kept tumbling, roaring like a demon **** of hell.

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On Tongtian Peak, a huge monster beast with thousands of hands and a hundred heads roared up to the sky, black air billowed, the sea of ​​clouds turned over, half of the sky was full of pitch black, Daoxuan Chen stood holding a sword, his sleeves floating in the wind, and behind him was a colorful giant that pierced through the sky. The sword is like a vast sun.

With night on one side and day on the other side, the light and darkness in the sky above the Tongtian Peak are constantly blending and colliding, because the battle between the real Taoxuan and the beast gods, the whole world is trembling.

Then I heard a long roar from Daoxuan Zhenren, like a mountain eagle soaring into the sky, straight up into the sky, at the sound of the whistle, white light soared, Zhuxian swayed, the huge Zhuxian sword array shook, and countless monochromatic Qi swords shot towards the beast god. Away.

There was a low roar in the mouth, the black air on the surface of the beast god’s huge body turned, almost like ink, hundreds of strange hands opened or closed, each arm was concentrated with a strong black air, it looked almost like a huge Black clouds rose to the sky.

The river is raging, the waves are raging, and the ocean of colorful sword qi is swarming, but the beast **** is like a reef on the seashore. After that, the frontal shook the Zhuxian Sword Formation forcibly, and the people and monsters present were shocked~www.wuxiamtl.com~ But Daoxuan snorted coldly, and the next moment another wave of sword rain had arrived.

Wave after wave, forty-nine waves of sword rain blasted through in an instant, drowning the beast god.

On Tongtian Peak, everyone calmed down, staring steadily, and didn't dare to take a breath, waiting for the final result.

The smoke dissipated, and the appearance of the beast **** was revealed in the cloud.

More than half of the original awe-inspiring strange arms have been destroyed abruptly, and the original strong black energy has become thinner, but the hideous color on the face has become thicker, and only a hoarse and weird smile , Like the evil ghost roaring, the beast **** burst out, the boundless black gas gushing out, the momentum is a little bit worse.

"What a fierce sword, let's come again!"

He laughed at Daoxuan, but the look of the beast **** was crazy. (To be continued)

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