Chapter 1120: : Nature is hard to change

Huh!
The forefinger that Tiantianyu condensed with thousands of divine power shot out an ancient godman.
Directly rushed into the eyebrows of the charm Qiannu!
"presumptuous--"
The charm Qiannv was already prepared. The moment Tianqiang came over, she knew that she could absolutely not believe it. After all, what she had done to Qitianji had already made Qitianji right. She was full of hatred.
At the moment when the forefinger condenses the mans index finger, the charming Qiannu has already made a choice.
Her body exploded, and the Dragon Soul war gun stuck on her chest was pulled out by her at this moment. At the same time, she loosened the sickle-like sickle sickle in her hand, and flew out ten thousand times. Meters distance.
Stab
When she flew upside down, her chest was injured by a tadpole drill, and a tatar flame burned out, and a fire of a large foot was instantly formed.
Almost at the same time.
The heavenly man of the index finger already shot.
Huh!
"All Soul Broken Fingers--"
Roar! !!
It is just a ray of the size of the index finger, and it seems that there are thousands of ferocious beasts running, and the 10,000-strong momentum is directly torn apart.
It's stabbing!
The fiery red sky was torn apart fiercely and pointed at the light.
The ground was also torn apart flatly, and a terrible crack bottomed out.
"What? Great magical power?"
boom!
The charm Qiannu only screamed, and her head was pierced through a blood trough. Under the strangulation of all kinds of spirits, the whole body of the charm Qiannv smashed at this moment, boom!
The whole world, under this finger, returned to tranquility!
A large number of rings fell from the crushed body of the charm Qian Nu to the ground.
"She, got the magical power?"
Mo Nan's heart trembled, and he glanced at Tiantianyan, and suddenly thought of something. Tiantianyan was born of all spirits. The vision of the eternal supernatural power just now was just tailored for her.
Judging from the magic power of her shot, it is not only restored Xiuwei, but also stronger than in the past, because with her severely injured body, she can kill the charm Qiannu with a single finger. It can't be done.
Nope--
Mo Nan knew too much about it, and he didn't want to, he shoved it back.
"Hahaha, King Lingmu, are you afraid of me? Are you afraid that I will get revenge from you?" Qingtianchi looked back at Mo Nan and did not chase, she just walked directly on top of the pile Go, reach out and put away all the rings.
"Heavenly, what do you think, don't I know?" Mo Nan fell on a rock that was bouncing. The ice sickness sickle on his shoulder hadn't been pulled off, or he was still dead on his shoulder. On top of that, the blood doesn't stop.
"Well, now that you know, you are still dying?"
With a cold smile, the unbelievable charm of the evil charm was almost unstoppable, and he rushed to Mo Nan.
"You can't kill me under serious injuries now!" Mo Nan exploded again, at the same time horrified. When did this heaven become so glamorous? If Tao is a little unstable, I'm afraid she will lose heart under her smile.
"I won't kill you now, I'm scared, there won't be a chance next time! For you, I'll kill one time!"
Bang Bang!
The two men chased each other directly in the broken mountain.
Mo Nan flickered and dodged while secretly frightened, but the real world in his body was about to shake and shatter, which was good.
"Taiko Shura City!"
Hum!
As soon as this Shura city came out, Mo Nan took the opportunity to collect the Dragon Soul Wargun into the true spirit world.
"Yong Zhen Zhen Ling!"
boom--
This time, he once again held the Dragon Soul Wargun to the real world of shattering. He would never dare to take it out unless he really wanted the whole real world to shatter.
Between this delay, it was enough to make a shot.
Divine power once again hit the city of Taikoo Shura and slammed Mo Nan out.
However, she was exhausted too. Although her cultivation was resumed, the injuries on her body had not recovered, and she jumped tremblingly.
"Ah! This heavenly god, she killed our thousand daughters."
Suddenly, the female monks from outside the world rushed in together. After seeing the heavens, they all rushed together to take revenge for the charm thousand girls.
"A bunch of bitches--"
Tiantianyan was furious. Compared with Mo Nan, she hated these controversial nuns even more. At least the hatred between her and Mo Nan was a blatant resentment. She was angry, made her hate, made her chill ...
kill--
The women in the world of wars have already stepped into the eternal realm. All of them are able to enter the eternal realm. All of them are Tianjiao in the eyes of ordinary practitioners. They know that even the charming thousand girls have been killed. Why are they still foolishly rushing up and desperately?
But if they don't go up, what will be waiting for them will be the ruthless punishment of the battle, which is 10,000 times more cruel than letting it go.
They have to work hard!
Mo Nan saw that they had reached a ball, and where would he go to make fun of it.
Immediately, he pulled out the sickle of sickness on the shoulder, and started with a bitter cold, surging with all kinds of divine power. He was also not polite, he just put it into the ring and immediately lost his way.
Originally, there were two female nuns seeking to kill him, but his speed was too fast, and they could not catch up at all.
However, they did not give up, they still followed behind.
Mo Nan flew tens of thousands of miles, but he still couldn't get rid of them. He was even less likely to get on the starry sky wheel. He could only flee while he was taking the medicine and healed.
But he was too hurt, and the women who followed in the fight were only getting closer.
In the end, he almost worked his last divine power and used the second weight of "The Nine Transformers of Fuyao", which only dumped them, but he also knew that it would not be too safe, and they might catch up.
Haunted, exhausted for twenty days.
Mo Nan had become shabby at this moment, and it was not much different from a beggar!
"Ahead, is the virtual market?"
When Mo Nan saw a local virtual market, he felt relieved. He knew that as long as there were intensive practitioners, he could avoid a disaster and resume repairs.
Soon, he got into this virtual market.
He even saw the local people who came from all directions in this virtual city. They worshiped the mighty men of the top ten forces as true gods, and all of them bowed in zeal.
For these indigenous peoples, they would not fly at all, let alone the power to destroy the world.
For the powerful, each of the native people here is a good seed for cultivation. Any one is a genius in the race, and a little pick is a genius among geniuses.
The people here, although they ca n’t cultivate, they have grown up in this world of thousands of spirits for generations, and their ancestors have eaten spirits, so the children now are just a lifetime Down is the best seed for cultivation.
The most important thing is that they are pure, and if cultivated, they will definitely be loyal to their own existence!
For a time, various ethnic groups worshipped teachers, and batches of powerful people were receiving apprentices.
"Oops!" At the sight of Mo Nan, he was a little worried again.
Because under such circumstances, all mighty men are using God's consciousness to scan every passing person, and dozens of consciousness have passed over him.
Mo Nan's severely wounded body can't hide his breath now. After a lot of powerful people swept away, he suddenly stopped.
"Well? How is he so familiar?"
"Yeah-isn't this the blood Shura wanted in the big fight?"
Only half a moment later, Mo Nan's identity was recognized.
The hidden identity he planned, and the slow recovery of rehabilitation was impossible at all, and now he was afraid that his life would not be saved.
Sure enough, there were already powerful men winking at each other, and someone went to inform the nuns in the world. Although the world of war is hostile to all other races, this time the reward is wanted for Mo Nan, but it gives a huge reward.
If they do report, they will definitely make a great contribution.
Roar! !!
At this time, a loud tiger howl suddenly heard in the sky.
There are burly powerful men stepping out of the void, and above their heads are white tigers transformed with divine power.
This white tiger, tens of thousands of meters in length, when it fell over the virtual market, it immediately caused a huge sensation.
All consciousness also fell on Mo Nan.
As soon as Mo Nan gritted his teeth, there was no other way to go. He quickly walked towards the powerful men of the White Tigers.
"This senior, my name is Blood Shura--"
A mighty man of the White Tiger tribe glanced at Mo Nan and looked at Mo Nan in surprise, and said, "Blood Shura, haha, I have heard of you! What happened?"
"I met Jing Yangya, a disciple of your Baihu tribe, and separated with her for many days. I wonder if Fang was inconvenient to meet her?" Mo Nan remembered that Jing Yangya had taken refuge in the Baihu tribe.
For one thing, he was worried about Jing Yangya, and for another, he wanted to take advantage of the power of the White Tigers to temporarily shelter.
"Hahaha!" Among the white tigers, a sloppy young man slowly walked out. He had strong muscles on his body, and his height exceeded two meters. Between walking, he showed a real sense of walking.
"Blood Shura! Do you want my White Tiger asylum?"
Mo Nan's face was sullen, and he felt a burst of enthusiasm. Unexpectedly, his intention was suddenly seen by the other party, but compared to this face, it was more important to be alive.
He remembered that Jing Yangya had said before that her status should not be low.
"Jing Yangya, is it among your white tigers?"
"Do you really know us, Jing Lingwei? She never said that I knew you, but did she want to attract the wrath of the world of contention? Then you look down upon us as the White Tigers!"
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