The God of Infinity is invincible

Although in a few breaths of time, he is sure to get through this lightning calamity, but what is lacking is this little time.

"Where is the Nine Fire Flame Dragon?"

Accompanied by a loud shout, the Mengshenji, who was already somewhat troubled, had to resort to external forces.

I saw a wave of fluctuations in the surrounding void, and nine red dragons hundreds of feet long appeared. Although they were beaten bloody by the violent thunder when they appeared because of their huge bodies, they still bravely stretched out their dragon claws and moved towards Mo Mo. Wen's sword energy was seized.

"Bahuang Xuanhuolong, burn them for me!"

Mo Wen sneered, his body shook slightly, and eight bright, almost whitish fire dragons flew out from behind, forming a circular formation to meet the Nine Fire Dragons head-on.

Fire to fire, dragon to dragon!

In the world that originally belonged to Thunder, a flame rose out of thin air, broken scales, overflowing blood, roaring dragon roars, the fighting of flame dragons entered into chaos in an instant, almost every moment the dragon's body was torn apart broken.

Although Xuanhuolong has no life and no wisdom, it is much clumsier than Jiuhuoyanlong, but their scorching heat is not comparable to that of Jiuhuoyanlong. Within a short period of time, he couldn't help his master.

Frowning slightly, Meng Shenji's heart rang out alarm bells, only feeling that the omen of incomparable danger was always shrouded in his heart.

When he got the report from Nine Fire Yanlong, although he attached great importance to Mo Wen, a young man with the ability to defeat Hong Xuanji and blow up Nine Fire Yanlong with one move, he only paid attention to it. After all, Hong Xuanji now looks like that in his eyes. If it weren't for Yang Pan's boat of fortune, he could be crushed to death with a backhand.

It's just that he never expected that Mo Wen would be so strong that he could brazenly fight against himself in the world of eight thunder calamities.

Taking a deep breath, Mengshenji felt that the idea of ​​being immersed in the thunder calamity began to weaken, and there was a faint omen of failure, so he immediately used his hole card without delay.

I saw a phantom suddenly appearing in front of him, the round sky in the phantom, faintly reflecting all things, there is a sense of immortality, immortality.

At this most dangerous moment, the most precious treasure in the world, the king of ancient artifacts, and the eternal kingdom finally revealed the tip of the iceberg at this moment.

The sword qi swayed by Mo Wen was like raindrops hitting the wall, all of which were blocked outside without the slightest ripple.

Obviously, even if it has not been fully restored, the power of the eternal kingdom cannot be easily shaken by Mo Wen, a creator.

Just looking at the halo that appeared in front of his eyes, Mo Wen laughed out loud instead.

"I'm waiting for you, Asura, fuck me!"

The next moment, a muffled sound was heard, and the entire void was suddenly turbulent, and the space wailed, and finally shattered with a bang.

In the turbulent flow of space, a huge demon god with three heads and six arms leaped out from the void, stretched out his fists the size of a house, and slammed into the mask of the eternal kingdom.

boom!

It turned out that like porcelain, the mask of the eternal kingdom immediately cracked.

There is no eternal mystery, no immortal brilliance, the Asura cast by Mo Wen has only one thing, and that is power!

But under this power, eternity will also end, and immortality will be broken.

With the most naked murderous intent in his eyes, Mo Wen slammed his sword on the cracked mask, inserting the entire body of the sword into it.

Immediately there was a riot all over, and even people and swords were squeezed into the mask abruptly.

dead!

Without any hesitation, facing No. 1 in the world, who was close at hand, Mo Wen raised his sword and dropped it, aiming at the opponent's head.

Sighing softly, facing Mo Wen's tyrannical sword, Meng Shenji's mind moved, and a magic knife flew out of the void beside him.The streamlines on the saber were constantly shuttling, and it looked like time.

"Heaven's will is like a knife, and time is like a knife. I invite you to appreciate my Supreme Time Sword!"

Chapter 26 Thunder Tribulation War

"Heaven's will is like a knife, and time is like a knife. I invite you to appreciate my Supreme Time Sword!"

Accompanied by Meng Shenji's murmur, the magic knife symbolizing the power of time flew up into the air, and it slashed completely on the edge of Mo Wen's sword.

Dang dang, dang dang

The two collided together, and there were thousands of confrontations in an instant. In the end, Mo Wen slashed the Knife of Time with his sword, but his own attack was also suffocated, which gave Mengshenji a little chance to breathe.

The power of time loss carried by the magic knife is far more difficult than imagined. This is because Meng Shenji needs to be distracted from the influence of Lei Jie, otherwise the time knife alone is enough to resist Mo Wen for a long time.

"The knife of God's will, the knife of the universe, come out too!"

Glancing at the Knife of Time, which was cut off by Mo Wen, its light was dim, Meng Shenji's expression remained unchanged, and he whispered softly again.

Like the knives of time, two divine knives also flew out of the void.

One of them has no shape at all, only the phantom of the knife, like God's will, it can't be figured out!The other handle has the shape of the "Tower of Taiyu" of the Supreme Dao in it, but it is much more condensed and sharper, and it can completely cut through the universe.

Panhuang has three swords, life, void, and time.

The Taishang also has three swords, the will of heaven, the universe, and time.

These three knives were originally forged by Mengshenji according to the secret teachings of Taishang Dao, and they were specially used to deal with the Taoism of Tianwai Tianpanhuang in the future, but today they were used on Mo Wen's body first.

The mysterious will of heaven above all living beings, cuts the universe of all things, the two are left and right, spinning and killing Mo Wen.

Mo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he threw out the Panhuang Shengling Sword casually, letting the latter turn into a magnificent sword light to hold the Tianyi Saber, which was drifting from left to right, while he vigorously urged the Ice Thunder Tribulation to let it The cold air was so strong that it froze the sharp Huanyu Knife with an aura of ice for thousands of miles, and then took advantage of the short gap when the three knives were held back, and rushed towards the Mengshenji at high speed.

In just a few moments, all the hole cards were resolved, even with Mengshenji's city and heart, he was shocked and furious.

It's just that he is No. 1 in the world and has suppressed the entire world for hundreds of years.

At the critical moment, he was able to calm down and turn a blind eye to the threat that was close at hand. His whole mind was immersed in thoughts, and he was wholeheartedly dealing with the next thunder disaster.

Finally, at the moment when Mo Wen's sword light was about to approach his body, time seemed to freeze.

In Meng Shenji's indifferent and indifferent eyes, a gleam of divine light suddenly appeared. The original coldness and ruthlessness disappeared, replaced by countless rich emotions. The nostalgia of the good things seem to be floating in it.

Mo Wen, who was controlling the sword light, shuddered in his heart, knowing that the other party had completely survived eight thunder calamities and refined his soul to become a god.

But the more this was the case, the more murderous Mo Wen became, and Jian Guang was a little faster, and slashed at Meng Shenji's head fiercely.

A trace of anger flashed in Mengshenji's eyes when he saw this, but his figure quickly retreated. Don't look at him, he has completely survived eight thunder disasters, and his strength is rapidly recovering, but now the old strength has gone, and the new strength has not yet emerged. At that time, his strength was far from enough to compete with Mo Wen, so he could only temporarily avoid the edge.

But Mo Wen's speed was far faster than Mengshenji had imagined. The phantom of the roc on his body disappeared in a flash, and he rushed forward and slashed down with his sword again.

Mengshenji stared fixedly at Mo Wen, fixedly stared at the giant sword that Mo Wen struck, his eyes almost burst out with real anger.

Thinking that he has been swaying the world for hundreds of years with a dream machine, he regards himself as the way of heaven, monitors the world, even the emperor is afraid of him three points, when he was so embarrassed, he was chased and hacked by others, it is a shame and a shame!

The higher the cultivation level, the more detached the mind, but this does not mean that there is no temper, no anger, but the anger rises, which is far more intense than ordinary people.

Being provoked again and again by Mo Wen, Meng Shenji was also angry. He immediately slapped his body and yelled loudly at the same time: "Taichu Yuanshen! Taishi Yuanshen! Taishang Yuanshen! Three Great Yuanshen , Sanyuan Locking God!"

With this shot, three figures separated from Mengshenji's body. Although they looked blurry, their appearance was roughly the same as him, but under the fury, Mengshenji No matter what, he took out his soul that had just been transformed and was not yet stable.

As soon as the three primordial spirits came out, the Mengshenji's aura suddenly surged, and its power was directly connected to the void, manipulating all the air currents and all the general trends, and struck towards Mo Wen like splitting the sky and the earth. Underneath, it seemed that the whole world was spinning.

But in the face of such a powerful blow, Mo Wen laughed instead.

Withdrawing the sword and stopping, there was no trace of the crazy killing intent on his face.

The phantom of the roc on his body solidified a lot in an instant, and he could faintly see the erected feathers, turned over on the spot, and the whole person seemed to be light, but actually passed the torrent of bombardment very quickly, Wiping the sides of the divine light transformed by the three primordial spirits, they withdrew.

At the same time, the void in front of Mengshenji suddenly shattered, and Asura, who had been silent for a long time before, suddenly appeared in front of the former, with six arms tightly tucked between his chest, looking ready to go, Zhou behind him The Sky Star Roulette was also faintly glowing.

"No, give me the eternal kingdom!"

Up to now, Mengshenji still doesn't know that he has been fooled. In a moment of anger, he fell into Mo Wen's tricks, and the latter's immortal appearance was too real, so that Mengshenji ignored other things. possible.

The hazy world emerged again, and the Eternal Kingdom was about to shelter the Dream God Machine in it, and Asura's attack had already arrived.

Hearing the dragon chant that resounded through the sky, one hundred and eight wild dragons surged out from behind Asura, forming a large formation, and rushed towards the eternal kingdom like waves. Wherever they passed, the void was faintly turbulent.

In the rush of realization, before the mask of the eternal kingdom was completely solidified, it was hit by a group of dragons. In front of that powerful force, it completely shattered like cracked ceramics.

Then Asura's six arms were like cannons, and he punched out with a force that could shatter stars. He had just forcibly used the Dream God Machine of the three primordial spirits, and only had time to roll up his robes and protect them in front of him, and he was completely beaten It flew out and crashed into the area of ​​the nine thunder tribulations like a shell.

"—Mo——smell!"

Crazy thunder surged in like an electric snake, and in an instant, the Oneiroi, who couldn't dodge at all, was involved in it. Before being overwhelmed by the lightning, the latter's eyes flashed coldly, and he let out a deep and long growl. It contains endless hatred and anger, which makes people shudder.

But Mo Wen smiled nonchalantly, controlled Asura to grab Taishang Sandao, and retreated directly.

"Master Meng, it's better to leave!"

At the moment when Mengshenji survived the eight thunder tribulations, Mo Wen already knew that it was impossible to kill the other party. A padded back.

How did the previous supreme master die?

Wasn't it because he was too aggressive that he was blown up by the boat of good fortune and took away people and the eternal kingdom in a wave. People at their level have a guarantee if they have the king of artifacts. Unless the strength is too inferior, otherwise No one wants to work harder than them.

Caught off guard, he was forced into nine thunder tribulations. The Oneiroi machine couldn't die, but his realm was unstable. After being charged by a higher level of thunder calamity, it is estimated that in the next few years, he will have to fight. Be honest, and as for a few years later, a Dream God Machine is scary, but it's not a big problem.

Once the move was successful, Mo Wen was in a good mood, humming a little tune, and left the Thunder Tribulation area.

Chapter 27 Western Regions

The situation in the world is changing, time flies, ever since Mengshenji was forced into the nine thunder disasters and lost a big obstacle, Mo Wen started his own crazy plan.

The Jingyuan Temple in the Western Regions, the huge temples are rolling up and down, like mountains, with no end to be seen. The golden temple roofs are connected into one piece, shining on everything, like another round of the sun.Nearly a million people live here, worshiping the Great God of Vitality day and night. It can be said that this is the center of Western Region culture and a holy place of faith.

Only on this day did faith crumble.

Under the eyes of everyone and millions of people watching, above the Jingyuan Temple, the famous Yuanqi God was caught in the hands of a six-armed demon god who was much bigger than him. Nine shining relics of Huntian vitality were taken out of his body.

"My God!"

At this moment, an unknown number of people from the Western Regions wailed and felt hopeless, but it was a pity that this did not help, they could not save their gods.

Floating down from Asura's head lightly, Mo Wen came to the tallest and most glorious temple in the Jingyuan Temple while playing with a magic weapon as small as an inkstone in his hand.

Seeing the woman wearing a crown and holding a scepter inside, and the four gods standing tremblingly behind her, Mo Wen smiled briskly: "Now that the Spirit of Vitality is dead, what are your plans, to bury it with him? "

Although Mo Wen's tone was not harsh, even a little brisk, but in conjunction with his feat of forcibly killing the God of Vitality in the Jingyuan Temple just now, it made the people and gods in front of him tremble subconsciously.

The Pope of the Jingyuan Temple hesitated for a moment, then took off the crown, put down the scepter, and knelt down devoutly in front of Mo Wen.

"From today onwards, my lord, you are the new god of my hundreds of millions of people in the Western Regions, please give me the name of the god!"

The God of Underworld, the God of Law, the God of Blood, and the God of Essence and Hercules looked at each other, and immediately prostrated themselves on the ground, and said loudly: "I am willing to serve you!"

Attitude shifts are fairly quick and the stance is low enough.

It's not that this person or this god has no integrity, but that the vitality and gods with the combat power of the creator level are all dead. What can they do with the highest level of six thunder disasters?

People who practice Taoism don't pay much attention to loyalty, and everything is for profit. Is there anything that cannot be discarded in front of survival?

Seeing all this, Mo Wen smiled with satisfaction. He came to the interior of the temple, smashed the nearly hundred-foot-tall statue of Vitality God with a wave of his hand, and then sat majestically on the seat that originally belonged to the Pope.

"Get up, I'm your new boss from today on, and you won't lose your benefits if you follow me! As for worshiping the gods, you don't have to choose me, just worship my artifact king Asura, anyway, just now It is also because it kills the god of vitality, which is just convenient for you to preach!"

Although Asura has smelted a lot of artifacts, they are not integrated in essence. Just as Hong Yi's temples need to be tempered by the people's beliefs and orthodoxy, Mo Wen intends to rely on faith and the blood of war to temper them. Refining Asura, let it integrate its power into one, this is also his purpose of killing the god of vitality and forcibly entering the Western Regions.

Of course, doing so also paid attention to the current situation.

It's not that no one has paid attention to this fat piece of vitality god, but the Mengshen machine that was available before needed it to control the Western Regions, restrain the big gang, and didn't do it. , only Mo Wen's timing was just right.

After receiving Mo Wen's order, the Pope and the four gods dared not resist, and hurriedly wanted to go out to appease the masses, rectify the court, and suppress disobedient ministers.

The God of Vitality has ruled the Western Regions for thousands of years, and has long been the pillar of most of the people of the Western Regions. Its death is enough to shake the foundation of the entire Western Regions. Whether it is for themselves or to please Mo Wen, they need to prepare early.

As for secretly contacting those believers and subjects who are loyal to the vitality god, it is impossible to resist Mo Wen. Indeed, relying on the strong foundation of hundreds of millions of people in the Western Regions, there are still a few of them who have lost blood to Mo Wen. There is a good chance of winning, but even if it wins, what good is it? Losing a powerful boss, the Pope and Blood God alone cannot escape the suppression of external forces. Sooner or later, they will be overwhelmed by countries such as Dagan and Yunmeng Clean and tidy, instead of doing this, it is better to submit to Mo Wen. The latter came alone and has no subordinates at all. The interests are still in the hands of them. This coming and going may be more comfortable than the life of the vitality god. .The mentality of the Pope and the Blood God is actually to a certain extent the mentality of the high-level countries in the Western Regions. There may be those who are loyal and stubborn, but they are definitely in the minority. As long as Mo Wen can gain a firm foothold in the early stage , then naturally the power of the entire Western Regions can be integrated.

The Pope and the others knew this well, and so did Mo Wen, so the communication between the two sides was extremely straightforward, one side declared surrender, the other side expressed acceptance, there was no unnecessary nonsense at all.

With a bit of apprehension and hope in his arms, the pope and the others were about to leave the hall.

But at this moment, Mo Wen, who was sitting on the throne with his cheeks propped up, suddenly said, "Blood God, go out, the Pope stays!"

The Blood Gods were stunned for a moment, and then smiled softly. Although the Pope has ruled the Western Regions for many years, he still looks youthful and beautiful. His physical body is already the pinnacle of martial arts. Coupled with his noble status, which man can not think about it? Woolen cloth?At first glance, Mo Wen looked like a teenager, and he didn't hide his emotions. It's normal to be attracted to sex, and he gave the Pope an ambiguous look, and they retreated.

The hall fell silent for a while, only Mo Wen and the Pope looked at each other.

The pope lowered his head slightly, his face was still so calm, it seemed that even when Mo Wen killed Yuan Qi Shen and announced her surrender to Mo Wen, her face didn't change.

After a while, it was Mo Wen who broke the silence first.

"Hand over the ancient Rashomon, the scepter of glory, and the chains of order, I want them to be useful!"

"Yes, my lord!"

The Pope hesitated for a moment, and then pointed towards the void. After a burst of ripples, a nine-inch door-shaped statue and a thick and long golden chain appeared in front of Mo Wen. The platinum scepter was respectfully placed on the ground together.

Mo Wen made a move with his hand, and the three treasures flew into his hands. After observing them carefully, he smiled in satisfaction.

The next moment Asura's phantom appeared behind Mo Wen, and Mo Wen tapped his finger, and the chain of order flew out of thin air, merged into the turntable behind Asura, and became one with the knife wheel that originally supported the turntable. The connection between roulette and Asura.

Then Mo Wen took out the treasures from the world of Azeroth, the Ashbringer, the blood elf holy sword Quel'Delar, Loki's psychic scepter from the Marvel world, and the ones he had perfected before, which sealed the world. The redemption of the angel Tyrell, the dark paladin weapon Griswold, who hates the demon god Mephisto, opens the eye of the source, and blooms the mysterious fire in his hand. Put these treasures together to smelt them, and after a while Then forged a full-body fluorescent knife, the upper half is the blade, and the lower half is the ceremonial sword of the scepter.

eternal light of glory