Chapter 999: : Celestial Crest

The three Mo Nan flew forward.
On the way, they also encountered a few waves of fierce beasts and monks. They saw the avenue of Mo Nan's body, and they kept chanting and rushing directly to fight.
However, with two patriarchs, they couldn't live a few breaths at all!
It seemed that people swept away along the way, people blocked killing, God blocked killing God, but the three faces did not have any joy at all. On the contrary, they all had gloomy faces, and their eyes were full of sorrow.
On this way, there are too many corpses!
Most of those corpses were innocent, more were children, women and children, and they didn't even understand what happened, they were rushed over by the next race and slaughtered them clean.
"Ji Futu's trick is really an enemy of all races-how many races haven't figured out who the real enemy is and who the real murderer is behind the scenes!"
sorrow! That is the sorrow of heaven, the sorrow of all nations!
The tens of thousands of people who claim to be arrogant in the sky are actually playing in the palm of Ji Futu.
At regular intervals, the three men will contact their family members one or two. They are all concerned about their family members and are bound by their hands and feet. However, they are not ordinary people, and they also know the strength in their hands. The overall strength of the tribe has not changed, and it can certainly be prevented nowadays.
And Mo Nan ’s Motu with an army of Motu, the demon emperor sits, he will not reach the level of restlessness!
"The city in front, so calm!"
Mo Nan suddenly pointed at a huge city in front of him, he said in surprise.
The two patriarchs naturally saw it. All the bodies they met along the way were chaotic and tragic, but the city in front of them was very orderly!
"Strange! How could they be so quiet?" Luo Xuanji took out the astrolabe and glanced at it, knowing that the city in front of him was called Zhuhuang City, and there were many virtual cities in it that could hold tens of millions of people.
Feng Lixi looked at the ray of light on Mo Nan's wrist and proposed: "Shall we go around?"
Mo Nan ’s pupils turned as if seeing through layers of barriers, and his face turned pale:
No, the source of the avenue we are looking for is in the city!

After the three of them entered, they found that many practitioners looked at Mo Nan subconsciously.
But none of the practitioners rushed to seize the root of Mo Nan's avenue. These practitioners didn't say a word, they were in a state of indescribability. They watched the three of Mo Nan come, and a group of people slowly separated to make way for them.
The moment they entered the gate of the inner city, they suddenly realized that the ground in front had collapsed. The entire city is collapsing, and dozens of virtual markets have turned into nothingness.
Where eyes can hardly reach, two ancient ancestral ancient characters were discovered:
Kill!
"The massacre!"
The three men of Mo Nan have widened their eyes. They have all heard of the "Killing Road". According to legend, the first blood-stained person in this road was Ashura. Later, in heaven, there were members of the left hand of God. Very passionately pursued such a avenue.
Unexpectedly, today appeared before me!
Killing-the endless avenue of killings!
Testify by killing! !! !!
Mo Nan's eyes slowly retracted and he was attracted by the corpses on the ground. Four words appeared in his mind at once:
Dead Sea Blood!
The corpses everywhere were immersed in the sea of ​​blood. Obviously, many places were collapsed and filled with corpses.
"They, they are not quiet, but, tired of killing! Killed numb!" Feng Lixi said in shock.
Mo Nan glanced to thank the quiet practitioner, his eyes showed deep sorrow. If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, I'm afraid no one will experience such a deep sorrow!
"This is, Hell of Heaven!"
How many practitioners killed in order to fight for the origin of the avenue!
At this time, the origin of the killing suddenly trembled, and the meditator held it up directly.
Luo Xuanji looked for a moment and yelled, "Let ’s put down—"
Bang!
He slashed into the sky with a blade, and the blade just fell into the killing avenue. Suddenly the power soared several times, and he fell to the practitioner who wanted to take away the origin of the kill.
"Humph!!"
Does the figure look like a woman, she is tall, her body is already dyed in black, her long hair is dancing behind her, and she has two bright short blades in her hand.
These two short-blades look like daggers, but they are longer than the dagger. She holds it to the left and right and blocks the slashed blades. Although she is shaking her exquisite body, she is blurred from the blood of the dead mountains. Come out like that.
When she came out like this, it seemed that it wasn't the corpses, the blood and the sea, but the green land with birds and flowers!
When Mo Nan saw this nun, the whole body's blood immediately solidified. In front of this nun, the nun was wearing a mask, which he recognized was the breath of God! !!
"Who are you?" Mo Nanmeng stepped forward, but his breath of God was given to Su Liusha.
The biggest role of the breath of God is to hide the breath and change the appearance! Therefore, Mo Nan was not sure at once whether this was Su Liusha!
The main thing is that he did not believe that Su Liusha had such a powerful cultivation practice and killed so many people!
"Another leader!" The mask female Xiu gave a cold cry, once in the void, stabbed dozens of blades.
Mo Nan's body was stiff, and this voice was clearly similar to Su Liusha's.
"Quicksand! It's me—I'm Mo Nan!"
Rumble! !!
Mo Nan's explosions in front of him flew in front of him in the wind, stopped him, and yelled back, "What are you doing? She wants to kill you!"
Mo Nan woke up from the shock. He stared at the breathing mask of God tightly and clenched his fists: "Sands, are you really? Are you?"
In a big drink, Mo Nan rushed in with a bang.
He stretched out his hand and slammed into the mask's face, with a buzz, a huge golden palm formed in the air, grabbed directly.
"Humph!"
The killing breath on the mask nun's body soared, a dagger turned, a cold light flashed, and it struck directly at Mo Nan's golden palm!
Bang!
The golden palm was broken with a knife!
"Take me your mask!"
Mo Nan's fierce body shot soared into the sky, and his powerful strength was released, and he stepped on it fiercely. With his feet as the center, the rolling golden waves exploded, and even the sea of ​​blood on the earth was blown away!
boom!
The mask nun didn't even dodge, but turned the dagger, and the breath of the "God of Slaughter God" breath erupted, and the silver light dagger was directly cut.
"Break--"
boom--
Mo Nan suddenly felt the wall of vitality at his feet smashed. He was numb at his feet, and the whole man suddenly flew upside down.
And that mask nun was already flickering, the light of the dagger cut directly to Mo Nan's throat!
唰 唰 唰
When Mo Nan dodged, the streamer's cloak blasted out behind him. He felt a little more certain about the Nun's "The God of Holocaust". The nun was Su Liusha.
It's just that she hasn't seen each other for a few years. Why is she like this?
For a while, all kinds of guilt, confession, heartache, self-blame, etc. came to my heart. At the same time, there was a secret joy. Finally, I still met her.
"Master, what are you doing? Get ready!" Feng Lixi shouted loudly.
Mo Nan just kept dodging, not thinking that the speed of the mask female repair was not slow at all, and she almost stabbed him several times.
At this moment, there was a murky atmosphere behind Mo Nan.
Suddenly, Mo Nan's figure was difficult to move!
He didn't respond at all. There was a pain in his back, and he fell down straight.
thump--
Mo Nan had not fallen into the blood of the corpse, and he had not crawled out for a while.
And on top of that void, a middle-aged figure slowly appeared. As soon as he appeared, he immediately stopped the two patriarchs who were going to take the source of the "Killer Road".
"Nangong Yue-it's you!"
Those who appear in the void are not others, but the of the left hand of God, Nangong Yue!
Luo Xuanji rushed into the blood and pulled Mo Nan, and found that Mo Nan's back was stabbed deeply, and even the bones were exposed.
As soon as Mo Nan came up, he spit out the blood in his mouth. He looked at Nangong Yue and asked:
"She, isn't Su Liusha?"