I kill ghosts and gods with martial arts

Chapter 469 Making friends
The strong will fight...

Oh no, the strong must humiliate the weak, so as to prove that the strong are invincible. Although this sentence is very extreme, but Wu has come all the way, and he has never humiliated the weak in terms of strength. None of them have relaxed, and it is easy to tell every enemy.

Lao Tzu is strong and strong!

As long as you are overtaken by me, then you will wake up, no matter how hard you chase, it is impossible to catch up with me.

Therefore, this is the ultimate insult of King Wutian!

just now!

This powerful insult fell on the head of Kuidao, who was not a good guy at first glance.Under the earth-shattering power, the entire Weeping Island was like a large piece of glass, which was violently cleaned by Wu Mourning to remove the demons on the surface, and then smashed down along the endless abyss.

The shattered earth fell directly into the boundless darkness.

It was only at this moment that it was revealed to the world that Crying Island is not an island floating on the sea. Under it is a dark sinkhole with an invisible bottom that swallows all light. This sinkhole is so huge that it is like a planet. There is a mole on my face that gives me an instinctive fear of shuddering just by looking at it.

It is a natural fear of the huge, dark, deep, and unknown.

Maybe there is some huge thing underneath the black hole that swallows up all the plate fragments and the massive sea water, and it will rise up and eat everything at any time!
Such a horrible darkness.

Someone in Wu raised the flag!

Hahaha, my fucking favorite thing to do is smash you evil heretics, kill you all, and crush your self-righteous greed and evil with a magnetic iron fist.What?You bastard even built a wall of sighs with dense human faces to try and stop your Grandpa Wu?kill! !
For the first time, Wu Dao exerted his power to the point where he was somewhat unable to control it.

A serious punch for him.

But for the existence in the crack of the black pit, this is not a fist, but a divine punishment.

Under the rotation of the magnetic field, all beings are equal.

The sky is spinning, the sun and the moon are dark, and the landslides and seas are cracked.

The mighty Dao Fruit has the power to change the material attributes, like a long dragon blasting down from the sky, after tearing up countless demons and killing the entire dirty and corrupted land, it engulfed everyone like a broken bamboo. With Wu's lifelong belief, he rushed into the darkness without hesitation.

heat!
So hot!I can't wait to tear my clothes off, no!It's the kind of fiery desire to tear open one's chest to meet, eager to release one's original desire to anything!Climb to the heat of bliss!Don't people live to enjoy themselves?This kind of thinking is really hot!
The Heavenly King dharma is blasting power into this crack.

After smashing all the distorted faces.

Touched an unknown soft existence.

Faxiang immediately returned all the true feelings he had received to Wu Mourning. It can be said that at a certain moment, if his four wives were by his side or had some hot socialites who were not so serious, Wu Mourning would instantly let them understand, Wu Tianwang's cannon can really make them disappear.

but……

Not enough, this kind of extreme sensory enjoyment is definitely not my goal!

It was as if he broke into Zuo Kuang's big dark sky sub-space for the first time, Wu Mourning Heavenly King, who was hindered by endless obstacles, even restrained by himself, started his martial arts catharsis with all his strength.

Accompanied by a roar that tore through the dark space.

It was originally a dark and humid space, and the red light suddenly flickered. It was only one point, and then it was densely lit up, as if the stars were singing hard. At this moment, countless stars turned into an ominous scarlet, even the star in the middle The main stars in the position were all bright red, as if they could bleed.

Even if it's an endless night.

It can also burn out this body of martial arts and illuminate yourself!
Refined!gas!god!
This is the first time that Wu Mourning has unified these three aspects of his own power, and he can use them perfectly for himself, unlike before where he can't control too much.This is like a kind of stable perfection. In fact, he could have achieved this kind of perfection with the same research and polishing as other extremes, but he lacked an opportunity to push it with all his strength.

When Fa Xiang entered the darkness without hesitation, and his martial arts will might be polluted, Wu Mourning finally made a thrilling but steady step towards the ultimate perfection in the control of power.

Like a furnace of hot molten steel.

After undergoing a lot of tempering, he finally revealed his terrifying side.

The evil thoughts of enjoyment that were continuously conveyed from the Dharma image were all cut to pieces at once by the self-sword that Wu himself pulled out desperately.A highly unified self is manifested in the way of spirit, energy and spirit. How can a mere outsider way, other people's way, be able to affect the explored self?
Rely on extreme ego.

Wu Mourn successfully survived this catastrophe.

He succeeded, but the thing in the crack was in great pain.

Emotions and desires, everyone has them.

And they all have extreme potential, as long as a little guidance and adjustment, or simply bombing to the point of exhaustion and sexual obsession, and constantly breaking through the bottom line of being a person, then all people will degenerate, which has something to do with personal factors, but more actually has to do with the environment related.

In an era full of sickness, people will be driven to extremes by sickness even if they are not sick. Wu Mourning is the best example.In an era of burning passion, even ordinary people can show divinity.

Happy God.

It has always been a game of abuse.

In a place like Huang Quantian's mental insufficiency, to engage in some monsters and ghosts, is also taking the path of accumulation. At the beginning, Jimin, a handsome monk, gave him a hard time.The food is a bit good, but the advantage lies in being able to handle it, and the accumulation can always gradually become stronger, and he is still an existence who has won the position of Tianzun in the universe.

You fry fish and I fry fish, and the fish pond becomes a game of kings.

This Huanxi Tianzun was like a fish flopping on an iron plate, almost cooked by Wu Mourn.

The confrontation of wills is mutual.

Often there is a lose-lose situation.

Even if you cannot convince my will, and I do not agree with your way, the self-confusion caused may not be healed for a long time.

What Wu Mourn pulled out was the sword of self, which was not false at all, and refuted Huanxi Tianzun's theory of extreme indulgence from the root.

What about Huanxi Tianzun?

Facing someone Wu's way of martial arts that can burn everything to meet, the touch of fighting, and the way of blissful joy of Tianzun, how should we deal with it?

The answer is that there is no way to deal with it.

The two sides are not right!
Huanxi Tianzun can either die, pull out his own sword like Wu Tianwang, and cut off all the mess, or drag it hard, relying on a huge amount to slowly dilute this highly cohesive belief.

Huanxi Tianzun can pull out the sword of self.

It doesn't take that long.

(End of this chapter)