Chapter 390: Facing despair

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
A terrible cry came from Mo Qiu's body, and thousands of fuzzy figures flew into the air. These figures are all dim and vague, but you can see the fear on their faces, and it seems that they have experienced some extremely terrible things during their lifetime.
"what."
The body of the Shenjianzi in the distance suddenly shook, and he discovered that one of the figures actually knew him--
The previous Asura Palace Master!
This Asura Palace Master has white hair and gray hair. Although he has the name of Asura, his face is kind and his eyes are full of kindness. He fell during the battle with the Demon King Tower, with no bones left. Everyone always thought that his soul was already gone, but they didn't expect his soul to be collected by Mo Qiu and used to cultivate this weird martial arts!
Looking at the other figures, although most of them don't know each other, some of them can be glimpsed from their dresses. They all belong to the powerful forces in the sea of ​​Luoshenhai.
"Master!"
Suddenly, a bald old man yelled in grief and knelt down with tears on his face, his muscles twitching in pain.
His name is "Pangbo" and he came from a power named Kuchan Temple. This force could have been considered the top level, because their "temple master" was a real half-step realm king realm powerhouse, and possessed a top-level martial arts, with extremely powerful combat power.
But more than a hundred years ago, there was no news about this temple owner after going out!
Because he is extremely tolerant, he treats the disciples of Kuchan Temple as his own, and he does not put any air on it. Therefore, the disciples love him very much.
After confirming that the master was missing, they spent a lot of effort searching for it, and it has been going on for a hundred years without stopping! In this search, the top-ranked master brothers also disappeared one after another. In the end, all the strong men who were numbered in Kuchan Temple mysteriously disappeared, and the task of taking over the temple master fell to Pangbo.
It is precisely because of this that Pangbo has not suffered less infamy in recent years!
Many people are talking behind the scenes, it must be his secret design, using all kinds of strange methods to trap his master and brothers, and finally conspired to seize the throne of the temple master.
Pang Boming knew that he was not wrong, but had to endure the infamy and shouldered the heavy burden.
Over the years, he has never stopped searching for the truth, but unfortunately, there is no news in the end. And for the foundation laid by the master, he can only endure the humiliation and take care of the Kuchan Temple carefully.
Originally thought that it would be impossible to solve the mystery throughout his life, but he did not expect that at this moment, he found the souls of Master and others from the martial arts that Mo Qiu displayed.
Obviously, they were secretly killed by Mo Qiu, and even their souls were imprisoned away!
"Dirty blood demon!"
The anger and extreme anger burned Pangbo’s eyes blazingly. In his roar, a copper-like yellow light burst out all over his body. His body swelled rapidly, and his muscles swelled and became tense. Zhang Xu subordinates.
At the same time, a copper pillar with a thickness of dozens of people appeared in his hand, and then he was violently smashed, and smashed into Mo Qiu over a distance of thousands of feet!
"Stupid! It is their glory to be a part of this king's blood soul flag. You are so angry that you really don't know what to say."
Mo Qiu smiled contemptuously, and all the warrior souls finally stopped twisting and turned into a banner with a height of hundreds of feet. The flag body was filled with thick blood, condensed like jade, emitting a dazzling light.
Holding the blood soul banner, Mo Qiu waved heavily at the bald old man who rushed!
"Wow!"
A long river spanning several tens of meters wide appeared in the void and rolled out vigorously at Pangbo.
"Roar!"
Pang Bo's whole body suddenly froze in the void, as if frozen by the extreme ice. Afterwards, a huge force rushed over, and he inflated like an inflatable.
After the swelling force reached its limit, bang, his body was exploded into endless pieces on the spot!
Then, I saw a distorted figure full of fright and engulfed in the blood soul flag, as if the blood glow in the flag flag had increased a little.
"hiss!"
At this moment, everyone sucked in cold air.
They realized that Mo Qiu, as the blood demon god, was completely different from the previous martial arts experts.
Not only does he need qi and blood to upgrade his rank, he also needs the soul of a martial artist to attack. From this point of view, he and the human race and the other three races are deadly enemies.
"Coming together!"
Through the Secret Storehouse, Man Wang and others also clearly saw this scene, and their hearts felt cold. Sea King’s voice immediately spread to everyone, "Mo Qiu is not dead, and all the soldiers who fall into the sea will become pigs and sheep forbidden by him! For the sake of dignity, for the children of the next generation, please work hard!"
"Go all out and protect me from falling into my mind!"
The cries of the landslide and tsunami sounded, and the warriors who had a little luck just now shouted in unison, and all the energy in the body poured into the nodes under the body desperately.
Outside, the figure of the Dafutu Immortal Venerable that was still slightly vague became more and more clear, as if the misted mirror surface was wiped clean, giving it a clear and transparent feeling.
"boom!"
The light of the giant white sword formed by Taihao Futu bursts into light, and it emits a white-gold luster, and a slight gaze can make people blind.
Mo Qiu's mocking eyes fell on Yang Lie, and said indifferently, "The king's blood soul flags, all struggles are doomed to be futile, you--all will die!"
"Hunting!"
The blood soul banner suddenly swung down, and a sea of ​​blood was born in the void. Amidst the surging sea of ​​blood, a flag-flag surrounded by blood-colored flames rose up, piercing through the air like a world.
"The Great Buddha Array!"
Staring indifferently at the blood soul banner, even though his body had already undergone the transformation of Jie Lei Xuan's divine body, Yang Lie still felt that the bones all over his body were about to be crushed to pieces, about to break apart every inch.
However, there was no sadness or joy in his heart, and his right arm was drawn down in a mysterious arc: "Slash!"
"Crack!"
Streaks of blood-colored flames mixed with platinum light burst out, a thick sulphur smell permeated the void, the blades collided, and a strong wave shot out from the point of impact, spreading dozens of squares in the blink of an eye Space.
The distant mountains seemed to have been cut by a sharp blade. The peaks collapsed silently, and rubble splashed down.
"Click!"
After stalemate for a full half tea time, the wave of fluctuations became weaker and weaker, no matter the Taihao Buddha Slash or the Blood Soul Banner, the aura weakened.
Especially for the former, there are tiny cracks on the surface. Moreover, the cracks continue to expand and deepen!
Finally, bang!
There seemed to be a pile of gunpowder ignited inside Taihao Buddha, which exploded, and countless platinum fragments scattered everywhere.
"Puff puff!"
With a muffled hum, the warriors who were transported into the Buddha Temple before were all shot out. Most of them described them as embarrassed, covered in blood, and even their clothes were blown to pieces by the force of backlash, completely losing the power to fight again. .
And even though the blood spirit banner has dimmed a lot, it still hangs in the air with ease!
This blow was a shock, and it was obvious that Mo Qiu had the upper hand.
"What the is this."
Mo Qiu looked like he shook his head and sighed with pity, but his eyes were full of jokes, "This king has said long ago that the smartest way for you is to accept your destiny obediently. Perhaps, I will leave you a way out. You are like this. The tossing has only ruined the last chance of survival. What's more, since this king's true body is exposed, he doesn't bother to cover up, and this will swallow all your blood!"
The blood color element faintly emerged. After Mo Qiu's fierce battle, his power still retained 50% or 60%. Although he was no longer at his peak, he also reached the third level of the Realm King Realm.
The realm king is divided into six levels, one level is one level!
Looking at Shenhai, the strongest combat power is only Barbarian King and others, their cultivation is equivalent to the first level of the realm king of the warrior. Even if they are intact, they can't be Mo Qiu's enemy, let alone now?
Even Yang Lie, he urged all four-star mind power to use the twelve-winged celestial magic secret technique, coupled with the star meteor spear technique and the earth-level mysterious weapon, the strength is at best capable of fighting the realm king realm. Mo Qiu's opponent.
At this moment, even the strongest trump card, the Great Buddha's Forbidden Array, was defeated by Mo Qiu, what other means can be used to stop it?
"You said, who should swallow this king first?"
Mo Qiu's smile looked like a cat playing with a mouse, sweeping across the faces of many warriors one by one. Being stared at by his look at food, even the warrior with the toughest temperament will feel chills in his heart.
Suddenly, Mo Qiu's gaze paused: "Zhan Jiuqiang, what do you think?"
"Haha!"
Man Wang Zhan Jiuqiang raised his head to the sky and laughed, "Grandma! I haven't taken a bath for decades, and my skin feels itchy, so I can use your monster's mouth to wash it off."
"Humph!"
Mo Qiu's face was cold, and their blood demon clan was the most taboo to be called "monster" by others, and a layer of anger could not help climbing on his face, "You will have a hard mouth when you die! This king will first swallow your blood, flesh and blood. Now, see if your bones are so hard!"
"boom!"
He grabbed it with his right hand, and an overwhelming scarlet shadow flew out of the sky, covering a full acre of land. The blood claw has not yet fallen, and the breath is already breathtaking, making people unable to move.
"Hey, grandpa's bones are hard enough to smash your teeth! No, how can a monster like you deserve to be the grandson of this grandpa?"
The Man King smiled proudly, straightening his spine and facing Scarlet Claw Shadow. Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Jiang Qiushi, "Goddess, I will pursue you again in my next life, you must agree to it."
Under the seemingly random voice, the expression in his eyes was gentle and full of reluctance.
Jiang Qiushi's body trembled, tears bursting into his eyes.
"Don't worry, she is the next one. This king will let you be a pair of mandarin ducks in the underground palace!"
Mo Qiu's blood claws straddled the void and fell violently, seeing that the distance from the top of the barbarian king's head was less than ten feet
"call out!"
The gun was fired, and there was thunder.