Vol 33 Chapter 932: Not Zhoushan Rune

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He is not an idiot. Let me not say that this Mo Xiao wolf has any ability. The dragon that can defeat the emperor has the power to counter the gods. It is not what he can deal with. That is the most horrible person. He is afraid of Longchen.

So at this moment, he is already in the cold sweat, especially on the sea.

"I want to beg, it is already late. Who made you too arrogant? I don't want to say the third time, you really want to go out from here, defeat me is the only way. Either you have the ability, hijack me, or my older brother will yield Remember, you only have one choice, just to fight with me."

The peony understood.

"It seems that I am using it as a tool to hone you?"

"If you are not so disgusting, no one will target you."


Really only need to defeat you?


Since it is a honed tool, Peony Son is easy to understand. Long Chen wants to let Mo Xiaolang and him fight a fair battle, then what he has to do is to defeat Mo Xiaolang. It is not easy... Even the hijacked by Mo Xiaolang may be his only way out.

"You are too young to look at me."

After I understood it, the Peony Son smiled. To be honest, he was only afraid of Longchen, not this little wolf. Over the years, he has fought with countless gods, the most fearless is the Emperor!

Above the sea of ​​blood, the peony gods dressed in flowers and stalks, and the black wolves in black clothes and eyes are opposite each other. The chaotic knives are engulfed in chaos, and the devils are smashing.

At that moment, the peony son sneered and opened his hands. Since he decided to fight, naturally he had to go all out. Now countless peony flowers are surrounded by him, and the glamorous is extremely beautiful. In this dead world, the peony is It has opened up a world of flowers and seas, and it has the feeling of being muddy and not stained.

In contrast, Mo Xiaolang, chaotic knives, black magic, compared with the Peony Son, is simply the evil in evil, the two evil at a glance, but unfortunately the eyes see not everything. It seems that justice is actually for selfish desires, killing hundreds of millions of souls, it is the peony god!

"Flower ancestors!"

The peony is screaming.

On the palm of his hand, the appearance of a beautiful peony flower, rotating in the hand, which has as much as the terrible power of the chaotic knives, this is the flower ancestor, but also a kind of eternal level of creation artifact!

This should be the creation artifact that Peony Son wants to repair, but in fact the damage is so little, it does not affect the battle. For this, he will use hundreds of millions of souls to fill!

"Choose to fight with me and hone yourself. That is the biggest mistake of your life!"

"Little devil, you are not qualified to talk to me! I admire, just your big brother!"

To say that it is admiration, it is better to say that it is awe.

The peony is really mad, he did not expect that a seemingly insignificant action, actually let himself fall into such a situation!

"These shameless people have always occupied moral high ground to condemn others. Ordinary living beings are originally insignificant ants. How do the lives of tens of billions of souls compare with a god? They dare to say that they have not crushed these. Living?"

The anger of the peony son will not be less than that of Mo Xiaolang.

Under the wrath, nature is the most popular attack!

"Hundred flowers feast!"

At this moment, it seems that the entire dead world is occupied by countless flowers, surrounded by endless sea of ​​flowers, there is no end, Peony God has built a sea of ​​flowers, across the sea, trapping Mo Xiaolang among them!

The rules of the flowery feast were launched.

Suddenly, the whole flower sea is changing, countless flowers are shattered and turned into a large number of petals. Those petals are gathered together. This is the rule of illusion. The rule of the formation is now lethal, the whole flower sea, countless The petals are like a blade, and they are coming to Mo Xiaolang!

Hey!

The dead space is stable, otherwise it will be cut.

Mo Xiaolang’s chaotic knives directly burned three ancestral fires. The three ancestral fires gathered together, which is a devastating force in itself, and the three flames themselves are mutually exclusive, which leads to the Mo Xiaomao. There is no need for rules, just three kinds of ancestral fires, plus the magical power of the chaotic knives, coupled with the power of the celestial celestial sun, forming the power of terror!

Dangdang!

In the face of this hundred flower feast, Mo Xiaolang does not have to go backwards, directly rushing against countless petals attacking, his chaotic knives are quite fast, and once the petal rules are close, they will let him use the power of incomparable strength and direct 斩broken!

Hey!

Countless huge petals, fried into powder, blasted beside the Mo Xiaolang, forming a wonderful color, not condensed!

Boom!

Mo Xiaolang's knife with flames all the way forward, magnificent, in front of his eyes, the flowery feast was broken, and soon he was close to the Peony Son, which made the Peony Son frown.

"This little devil is quite powerful. The flowery feast can't be done."

He manipulated the flower ancestor, and the flower ancestor turned into a huge flower, spinning on top of his head, and every light would condense into a petal!

This is the violent collision of the petals and the chaotic knives!

Boom!

Mo Xiaolang cold eyes cut off the last petal, has already killed the eyes of the Peony Son. Chaos demon knife with the strength of the triple ancestral fire!

"Dream flowers!"

At this time, the Peony Son did not panic, but instead laughed. At this time, the flower ancestor was in front of Mo Xiaolang’s eyes and changed again. At this moment, the flower ancestors gave birth to the colorful light, and the whole blood came for a moment. In the encirclement of this ray, the powder formed by the smashed petals before it shone in the sea of ​​flowers.

The peony has disappeared in front of Mo Xiaolang.

"Fantasy?" Mo Xiaolang is estimated to be good, it is a fantasy, dream flowers, everything is changing, all kinds of temptations are endless, countless peony sons appear around, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. He knew in his heart that if he continued this way, he would certainly be defeated.

"Sure enough, it is not the ninth in the list of the Emperor.

It is much stronger than a group of longevity emperors.

However, his eyes soon became blood red, and the three ancestral fires in the body skyrocketed, sweeping open, no matter what the illusion, under the ancestral fire of the eruption, the peony son did not have a hiding place!

In an instant, three kinds of ancestors swept the world!

The whole dead world, below is the blood sea, above is the explosion of the three-color flame.

Hot, cold, and purifying.

Bang!

The dreamy flower is broken!

However, at this time, it seems that Peony God waited for a long time of attack. When the dream flower broke, he suddenly appeared on the head of Mo Xiaolang.

"Flowers of the past! Let's die!"

A strong rule is estimated to be the strongest means of the Peony Son. Under the control of the flower ancestor, he appeared on the head of Mo Xiaolang. Suddenly, this flower was completely grayed out, and there were countless death forces, from top to bottom, toward Mo The little wolf is coming!

Gray, constantly spreading, a little contaminated is death, can not get rid of it. The peony has disappeared. In fact, he has already merged with Huazu!

Obviously, the Peony Son has been prepared for a long time, this is to end this battle!

At that moment, Mo Xiaolang’s eyes were cold, he did not dodge, but his hands held the chaotic demon knife. At this moment, the chaotic demon knife, the three-color ancestral fire soared, and instantly formed an incomparably huge three-color flame ball, more and more Big, infinitely huge, such a huge flame ball is like the sun, refining the sun, in the moment of the flower of the birth, the rule breaks out!

"Refining the Japanese Emperor!"

This is the rule that Emperor once used to attack Longchen. After being swallowed by Mo Xiaolang, it became Mo Xiaolang. This is the ultimate accomplishment of Emperor in the flame, and then used by Mo Xiaolang. The fire has been transformed, and the power of the formation, even Longchen is very much looking forward to!

The flower of the surviving life was temporarily engraved, and the reign of the Japanese emperor broke out. From the bottom up, the light shone in the dead world, completely suppressing the light of the flower of the past!

Gray, engulfed by three-color flames!

Bang!

The earth-shattering explosion directly shook the entire dead world, and the sea of ​​blood in the sea was squeezed to the edge of the dead world!

Overwhelming!

The divine power of the refining of the Japanese emperor is actually not far from the one that was performed by the emperor. Although Mo Xiaolang is not as good as him in strength, there are three kinds of ancestors!

"Uh……"

When everything was exhausted, the peony was all black, and even the pink hair was burned out. The flower ancestors in the hands were more damaged, and they were already dying. He is above the sea, and he looks very dull and looks at Mo Xiaolang. In his opinion, this one around Longchen is also a monster!

Mo Xiaolang used absolute strength and crushed him. The Peony Son is undoubtedly wanting to win. But so far, it is his fiasco. Mo Xiaolang cracked his heavy attack and gave him a Reinvented!

The ancestors passed, and now the Peony Son is full of black.

Mo Xiaolang is in front of his eyes, not hurting.

At this moment, Mo Xiaolang holds a chaotic knives, chaotic breath, his black long hair flying, quite a feeling of the gods!

"Dead!"

At this moment, the defeated Peony Son suddenly had a fierce look. It seems that he was not completely defeated. It was at this time that when he was distressed to hold the flower ancestor, he suddenly threw a black charm on his left hand. !

This turned out to be an eternal class of artifacts!

His second eternal level creation artifact! This is the last hope of the Peony Son, and this is also the time when Mo Xiaolang thought he was defeated and the most unprepared.

"Little wolf ~EbookFREE.me~ I know."

Long Chen reminded me.

"Not the Zhoushan Rune!"

On the other hand, the peony controls the not-of-the-sea charm, and the charm comes to the top of Mo Xiaolang's head. Suddenly, there is a huge black giant mountain after the charm!

God is not a mountain!

The weight of terror!

It seems that the power of this eternal class of artifacts lies in the weight!

"Crush it!" Peony God is very excited, this is his ultimate card, his life-saving trick!

Not Zhoushan Rune, shocked!

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