Vol 3 Chapter 27: Home field

With a bang, the world collapsed, the Mozu rushed out, and the harsh voice echoed between heaven and earth.
Wu Ling is awkward, with several wounds on his body and blood flowing out.
The power of this Mozu is far beyond Wu Ling’s imagination. As a rising spirit, his strength is not weak, but he did not expect his opponent to be stronger.
At this moment, after seeing the Mozu flying in the second direction, Wu Ling quickly jumped up and wanted to stop the other side.
The Mozu is in the palm of the hand, and the palm print blocks the sky, and the magic cloud shrouds.
Peng!
Wu Ling was hit and flew blood.
"Purple, help!"
When Wu Ling fell back, he said to the purple scorpion in the distance: "Kill him, this Mozu is yours!"
The voice of the purple voice sounded. "How difficult is it to kill him? However, since Wu brother speaks, I will try it."
Zi Zi, who has been waiting for the other person's words, flew forward.
The body has long been dissipated by the wind that cannot withstand the wind.
In this piece of nothingness, there was a black wind, and the black wind appeared from all directions, gathering in the direction of the Mozu.
The black wind fell on the Mozu.
The light on the surface of the Mozu body immediately becomes dull, and the real skin appears.
Hey! Hey! Hey! ......
Under the black wind, his skin appeared one after another, and the red blood appeared from the cut.
Wu Ling, standing not far away, saw the scene changed and his look changed.
If he did not expect it, the behemoth that turned into a black wind, but just entered the spiritual environment, is equal to the realm of these collapsed world masters.
But the black wind that it appears can actually hurt the demon in this middle, which is incredible.
The Mozu was furious, and his body re-circulated, forming a powerful turbulent force, which spread out.
The black hurricane around it annihilated in an instant, a black palm that stretched toward the distance and grabbed the hurricane.
In the hurricane, the shape of Tianfeng flashed away.
"Animals, still want to run?"
In the eyes of the Mozu, the cold awns flashed, and the palms moved again, and the wind was caught.
Just then, a light and shadow appeared next to the shadow of the shadow, accompanied by a voice, "Hey, big!"
The Mozu turned his head and saw a small human being, immediately angered: "The coward, you..."
His words are not finished, and the purple scorpion is a punch.
A small fist fell on the body of the Mozu.
The thunder blasted, the powerful force surged, and the purple body retreated.
After withdrawing dozens of feet, he shook his fist and looked at the Mozu outside Baizhang. He said, "You are really rough and thick."
Wu Ling, who flew forward, saw that the purple scorpion had shot the Mozu in a punch and was immediately surprised.
"you wanna die!"
The Mozu was furious and rushed toward Ziyan again.
At the time of the rush, he clenched his fist and showed a rune of light on his fist.
The purple scorpion clenched the fist and the power of the thunder was stimulated.
The two men collided and each fell.
Nether stood in the distance, did not shoot, but looked at the confrontation between the two.
Tianfeng stood beside the Nether, its realm was too low to hurt the Mozu.
The two men in front of the battle constantly, evenly matched.
The huge body of the Mozu is gradually getting smaller and faster.
Wu Ling looked at the two sides of the two lights, and his expression became more and more shocking.
The speed that the two showed, at this time has exceeded him.
"How?" Nethered to the purple voice.
Confronted again, Zi Yan body backwards, cold eyes watching the Mozu.
In the previous game, it was only a temptation. If Zizi had the confidence to confront each other, then they would proceed to the next step, and vice versa.
"Can try!" Zi Zi voice response.
Nether once again said: "Then go to your world."
Zi Yan nodded, then looked at the Mozu in front and said: "This is your strength, it is too weak."
The Mozu stood in the opposite side of the purple sable, and the red eyes smashed out.
Rolling the magic around him, his body zoomed in again, like a giant giant.
There was a black rune on his body, and a sturdy breath was released.
Feel the strong breath, the face of the purple cicada becomes dignified.
"Strike!"
The Mozu shouted, and the runes on his body began to swim and gathered toward his right hand.
The void began to distort, and the violent forces surged out.
He is boxing out.
A sharp whistling sound came out of the space.
The expression of purple eyes is getting more and more dignified.
Countless thunders, inspired from him, illuminate the surroundings, and compete with the magical gas in front.
Wu Ling stood in the distance and did not dare to approach at random. At this time, no matter whether it was Ziyan or the Mozu, the breath of the body was too strong, which made him feel a strong threat.
"Thunder burst!"
The power of the thunderbolt is stimulated, and the purple singer screams and punches out.
It is like a savage sun, meeting the huge fist of the Mozu.
The thunder blasted and roared.
Countless traces of thunder emerged from his fists, as if they were thunder snakes, colliding with the treacherous magic and destroying them.
The face of Zi Yan suddenly changed, and the thunder power of the whole body quickly dissipated, which seemed to be completely suppressed by the magic.
He quickly retreated and his face changed constantly.
"go!"
When he retreated, Zi Zi shouted and waved his sleeve toward the sky.
I saw a thunder-lighting hall, which appeared from the air, and it was the Purple Temple.
"Go!"
Zi Ling shouted at Wu Ling, who was still worried, and the whole person had already flew toward the Purple Temple.
Nether and the wind, followed.
After Wu Ling knew it, he quickly went away.
Obviously, this is the purple scorpion knowing that it is not good enough to decide to escape.
After the Mozu’s boxing flew purple, he was proudly laughing. He saw the hall in the sky, and a flash of light flashed through the red eyes.
"The core of the human world? It looks like the quality is not low!"
The Mozu has an understanding of the Holy Spirit world. Even if he recognizes the core of the world of Ziyan, he also knows that destroying this place is equivalent to completely destroying the human world. This is the real kill.
"You can't escape, die!"
The genius of the Mozu circulates, and the ray of light flies out of the body and goes straight to the Purple Temple in front.
The Purple Temple is entangled in black light, and the surface of the thunder is constantly flashing, destroying one after another.
In the twinkling of an eye, the thunder broke through the black light and re-integrated into the void.
Hey!
It was this moment of time that the Mozu rushed into the Purple Temple.
After everyone disappeared, those who were hiding in the dark, these appeared.
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The Mozu had just entered the Purple Temple, and there was a powerful force that surged out of it.
The next moment, the Mozu found that he had left the core and came to another world.
"Welcome to my home." A voice with a light smile.
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