Disaster Shelter

Mo Gong made a virtual clasp with one hand, and fixed Chanzu in mid-air.

Just as he was about to give him a fatal blow, he noticed a mysterious and mysterious power emanating from Zu Chan, which caused Mo Gong to let out a little surprise.

The black power circulated in his hands, turning into a black long knife.

The magic killing method... the god-killing knife!

But before killing him, Mo Gong took another look at Wen Wen from a distance, as if he suddenly remembered something, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The long knife in his hand wiped the wings of Cicada Ancestor, and cut it out directly.

Just as he walked back to his bedroom, the Pope was just about to sit down when he suddenly saw a black light flash past, his chair was split in two and fell to the sides.

The Pope wants to cry but has no tears. He is provoking someone...

After finishing the cut, Mo Gong casually threw the broken body of Chanzu out.

As soon as the body fell a few meters, it became unreal, floating quietly in mid-air, like a dead thing.

At this time, Cicada Zu once again entered the different-dimensional space, and ordinary people could not see him except for the superpowers whose inspiration was strong enough to a certain degree.

And even if the power user can see him, he cannot touch him.

Because his essence is no longer in this space, even a catastrophe-level powerhouse cannot touch a single hair of the cicada ancestor.

This is the innate ability of Chanzu, and it didn't disappear just because he fell into the realm.

Mo Gong clapped his hands, and said a few words softly in Wen Wen's direction, which only Wen Wen could hear.

Now this bug is no longer a threat. For him, this ability is both protection and imprisonment. He will not be able to get out for at least three to five years.

But when he can come out, he will be stronger than now. At that time, I won't help you. You have to solve it yourself.

Wen Wen knew that this was the temper Mo Gong wanted to give him.

But Mo Gong underestimated him too much. It doesn't take three to five years, and it doesn't take a year or half a year, as long as Wen Wen digests the power of the cup of divine blood and raises himself to the Realm of True Order.

To him, Chanzu is no longer a threat!

After finishing everything, Mo Gong was refreshed, snapped his fingers, and the black door reappeared.

He waved to Xue Jiuyi and Landas Ghost, and their bodies were dragged to the door by an invisible force. Then Mo Gong stretched out his arms towards the holy city, as if admiring the beautiful scenery he had created.

In the holy city at this time, there are more than a dozen huge black crosses standing tall, and the Glory Church will have to spend a lot of brainpower just to deal with this remaining power.

Then Mo Gong took the two monsters and slowly retreated into the shelter, the black door slowly hidden in the void.

It wasn't until this moment that the oppressive feeling that enveloped the hearts of everyone around finally disappeared, like a big stone being removed.

Sholmore, Ye Wen, Lin Zheyuan, and Bai Long took off their sunglasses, unable to recover their emotions for a long time.

The battle between Mo Gong and Chan Zu deeply shocked them and made them realize their insignificance.

On this planet, the only ones who really stand at the top are those at the catastrophe level. To them, other superpowers are just stronger ordinary people.

However, this catastrophe is strong, but his personality is a bit unpredictable.

Why did he destroy the buildings of the Holy City, as if he had a grudge against the Glory Church...

They guessed right, Mo Gong really had a grudge against Rongguang Church.

It is somewhat inaccurate to say that, Mo Gong actually has a grudge against the Creator behind the Glory Church. When he saw this sect praising the Creator, he felt uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart, so he targeted it in every possible way.

Every celestial god has a great origin, and Mo Gong is the same.

He is the sin of gods and demons, consciousness and power are composed of two parts, and the evil part is directly related to the creator.

Therefore, he was born with an indelible hatred for the Creator. This time he made a big fuss in the holy city, and it was the result of Mo Gong's restraint that no innocent people were harmed.

Of course, it is impossible for Sholmer and the others to know about these secrets. They thought Mo Gong was the Black Cross.

It is of great benefit to Lin Zheyuan and Ye Wen to observe the battle at close range. To them, the battle for the Cup of Divine Blood is not so important.

And Wen Wen didn't have time to sigh, after Mo Gong disappeared, he rushed into the battlefield like a wandering dragon.

Then I let myself fall freely for a while, and it took a while for my feet to touch the bottom.

In the previous battle between Mo Gong and Chanzu, the power was blocked by the old priest's barrier and could not spread horizontally, so they all rushed downwards, turning this place into an abyss that could not be seen to the bottom at a glance.

And when the cicada ancestor entered the different-dimensional space, Hesta fell off his head and fell hard to the ground.

Hesta is different from Wen Wen. The fusion with Chanzu has almost consumed all the energy in his whole body, and the power fluctuation involved here has eroded his body.

So when Hesta landed, he slammed a leg hard.

He stayed quietly at the bottom of the big pit, hoping that Wen Wen would not find him, but it was impossible to be conspicuous. The free-falling Wen Wen landed directly on Hesta's other leg, and this thigh was also broken with a bang. .

When I fell, I didn't notice anyone here. I'm sorry. Wen Wen said to Hesta without sincerity.

Hosta smiled wryly, and flatteringly said to Wen Wen: It's okay, it's my fault.

Wen Wen raised his eyebrows, squatted in front of Hosta, and said in surprise: You didn't have this attitude before, why... are you scared?

The holy beasts have been dealt with, and fools are not afraid.

Of course, Hosta didn't say that to Wen Wen, but said cautiously: Before, I was the villain who succeeded, and I didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth. I was just a frog at the bottom of the well. Your lord has a lot, so treat me like a fart.

Wen Wen scratched his chin, took out the magic cigarette holder again, rubbed it hard and then held his breath.

A wisp of smoke in the shape of Hesta flew out from behind Wen Wen, with a very ecstatic expression, it floated twice before disappearing into the air.

Hosta opened his mouth wide, not knowing what to say.

Wen Wen slapped his nose with his hand: I have already agreed to your request and farted you like a fart. Speaking of which, it is the first time I have farted such a stinky fart. Now it's time to discuss the differences between us.

Hosta shivered: Didn't you say that you have passed me as a fart, why...

Snapped!

Wen Wen slapped Hesta across the face: Who made the rule that if you fart, they can't trouble you?

Yes, yes, what you said is correct. Hosta echoed in a low voice.

Those who know the current affairs are Junjie, and Hosta has always been very knowledgeable about the current affairs. He knows that the most important thing for him now is to save his life. For this reason, Wen Wen asked him to eat Ollie, and he would not hesitate.