The God of Infinity is invincible

If Mr. Xu's face was just a little ugly before, it is completely green now, because the above words were also said by Mo Wen, and every sentence was exactly what he thought.

Staring quietly at the pair of deep eyes that were close at hand, Mr. Xu seemed to see his own shadow in them, and the distorted and weird feeling was just like looking in a mirror.

"Hey! Still haven't woken up!"

However, at this moment, a loud shout sounded in Mr. Xu's ear, and at the same time, a long rainbow made of talismans came across the sky and hit directly in front of him.

With a sound like glass breaking, the world in front of Mr. Xu's eyes suddenly cracked, and then turned into pieces of black petals, falling back into Mo Wen's hands.

Seeing the opponent's fist so close at hand, Mr. Xu was startled and angry, and immediately cried out. "Mo Wen, you dare to attack me! Come out with the Panhuang Suiyue Sword!"

Accompanied by Mr. Xu's chanting, the black jade Ruyi in his hand suddenly opened again, and a sword rushed out. It was dark and heavy, without any luster flowing, and it was not sharp. It was neither gold nor wood, nor earth nor stone. But it feels like a period of time, a period of time, it is the Time Sword, one of the Panhuang Three Swords.

boom!

The energy is overflowing, and the wind is strong.

Relying on the power of time on the Suiyue Sword, Mr. Xu finally managed to withstand Mo Wen's punch. He held the sword in both hands, and his feet fell into the ground due to the bombardment. Fortunately, he was not hurt. what injury.

It's just that the crisis has passed for a while, but Mr. Xu's face is even more ugly, because he, who has always been famous for his resourcefulness, was easily guessed by others, and then he took advantage of the situation and confused his mind with magic weapons. It would be a shame to die here.

"Mo Wen, you—"

He opened his mouth to say something, but Mr. Xu's words were interrupted by Mo Wen.

Retracting the dark epiphyllum with one hand, and grabbing the twisting Panhuang Suiyue sword with all his strength with the other, Mo Wen said in a teasing tone: "First, I said that it was your side that started the fight, so I am not counting it as a sneak attack. There is nothing difficult about your mind, because you only think about so much—in the end, you don’t have to be ashamed, because the dead don’t need to think about it!”

Everything he wanted to say was blocked by others, Mr. Xu was so depressed that he wanted to scream, but the next moment all his thoughts and thoughts turned into other things, that is fear.

When he was confronting Mo Wen, an extremely powerful fist wind hit him suddenly, making him feel like dying instantly.

Aragami?

Xu Gongzi subconsciously wanted to summon his strongest puppet, the wild god who was comparable to the peak of human immortality, but it was a pity that he was successfully attacked by Mo Wen, and it was too late now.

Other magic weapons?

Although I didn't see clearly who the person who made the strike was, judging from the intent and power of the punch, it was at least at the peak of a human immortal. How could ordinary magic weapons be able to stop it.

Then there is only one choice left.

"lady!"

Without caring about being reserved, Mr. Xu raised his head and shouted for help to the leader's wife above him.

But the next moment he saw the scene above, his blood froze.

Just above his head, the leader's wife was fighting with another Mo Wen, who also held an immortal monument in his hand.

"You killed Mr. Chun, and snatched the longevity order from the leader! You are a strong man in the realm of flesh and blood, this is what you set up! You plot against us!"

In the blink of an eye, Mr. Xu finally understood the cause and effect, and Mo Wen's support, but it was too late.

Accompanied by a loud bang, Mo Wen, the third person behind Young Master Xu, punched him, smashing Young Master Xu's body to pieces immediately, turning his whole body into a cloud of blood mist.

Mr. Xu's idea of ​​the creator level was also captured by Mo Wen, and he used the supreme fist to refine it. In the end, he could only let out a roar of unwillingness.

"I'm not willing, I'm not willing! I still have a lot of Taoism that I haven't used, and I still haven't summoned the Rage God. Mr. Chun mistaken me! Mr. Chun mistaken me!..."

Snapped!

After refining all Mr. Xu's thoughts, Mo Wen curled his lips in disdain as he looked at the crystal clear thoughts.

"Don't blame the world if you are stupid. You have been in the Great Thousand World for a month, and I have not been idle! I have made a good plan. I plan to use my flesh and blood to sacrifice the immortal monument, but you don't want to think that Mr. Chun is the same idiot! It is also the existence of the Creator, and the blood sacrifice is the same! Let the person with the heavy treasure and the key go on the road alone to find the treasure, do you really think that no one in this vast world can do anything to you?"

After saying this, he put away Mr. Xu's thoughts and magic weapon, and the two Mo Wen below jumped into the body of Mo Wen at the top, and then the latter punched out suddenly, the mixed fist intent Like a torrent of blood, the leader's wife was directly blown away.

Looking at the other party whose face was no longer calm before, Mo Wen smiled softly.

"Mrs. Xu, do you really regret now that you didn't hear what I did to make Feihong fall to me?"

Chapter 42 Mrs. Leader

"Mrs. Xu, do you really regret not listening to what I did to make Feihong fall to me?"

Listening to Mo Wen's question, the leader's wife's face turned green and then pale. Not to mention that she was really annoyed, if she had just had the patience to listen to Mo Wen's explanation of what she had done, then she might not He would be so careless that Mo Wen seized the opportunity and forcibly killed the Creator-level Mr. Xu by relying on the supernatural power derived from flesh and blood.

It's just that this idea just came up, and the leader's wife realized something was wrong again.

Based on what she knew about Mo Wen, the other party was not the kind of superficial person who would reveal his cards just to show off. How could this be possible?The other party wanted to disturb her mind like plotting against Mr. Xu!

Squinting her eyes slightly, the leader's wife immediately cheered up, holding the monument in her hand, and stared at Mo Wen cautiously.

The other party's physical body has reached the level of flesh and blood, and her strength is comparable to that of a master of nine thunder calamities. In addition, she also has an immortal monument in her hand. If she is careless, she is likely to follow in the footsteps of Mr. Xu.

However, facing the vigilance of the leader's wife, Mo Wen smiled again, the same smile as he did to Mr. Xu before.

"Mrs. Xu, you guessed wrong again. I'm not trying to plot against you this time, I just want to delay time!"

The pupils shrank, and the face of the leader's wife suddenly changed, and she immediately made a move.

"Hook away from Xuanhuang, destroy the ****!"

With a low shout, the monument of immortality in her hand suddenly disintegrated into layers of runes, condensed into the palm of her hand, and finally arranged into two runes, one melts and the other dies.The left hand was melted, the right hand was destroyed, the leader's wife split her palms, and the runes burst out, together with her own true energy, and rushed towards Mo Wen like a mountain. At the same time, she took a deep breath, and the rest of her hand The rune changed again, and another change began to rise.

"Oh? This is going to be desperate, but it's too late!"

Facing the torrent of runes, Mo Wen's eyes flashed a mocking look, and the monument of immortality in his hand also disintegrated, turning into colorful banners, but it was Wan Shouhuan, the Emperor of Longevity. Sand amulet.

boom! boom! boom!

The torrent of talismans collided and entangled with each other, and finally they all turned into prototypes and flew back to the hands of their respective masters. However, unlike Mo Wen's indifferent expression, the leader's wife was surprised and angry, and there was a little despair in her eyes.

There was a wave of space behind her, and a huge gap appeared out of thin air, and a huge demon god with three heads and six arms walked out of it, punching him in the head.

Compared with when he was in Jiuyuan God Realm, Ashura at this time is more tyrannical, his body is surrounded by faint electric light, his armor is more ferocious, with a punch, the air explodes, and the entire void vibrates faintly.

As a last resort, the ultimate move prepared by Mrs. Leader had no choice but to hit this fist.

"Ten Thousand Immortals Ten Thousand Spirits Curse!"

The human-shaped talismans exuded powerful blood energy, and they rushed towards the demon god like real immortals. After the impact, they exploded and exploded continuously.

Bobobo, several waves of impacts in a row, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the universe shook.

After being tempered day and night by Lei Chi, Asura's body of the demon god became more powerful, and the blow facing the immortal monument was not damaged at all, but his huge body was shocked by the bombardment, and he stumbled and crushed the mountain below him. large rocks.

The Western Region camp at the foot of the mountain was in a panic. Many people woke up from their sleep. Hearing the continuous loud noise, they thought that the camp was being attacked by the Yunmeng army. If someone provoked trouble at this time, it might explode immediately camp.

It's a pity that the only person who has the ability and intention to do so now is too busy to take care of himself and can't grasp this golden opportunity at all.

Looking at Mo Wen and Asura who surrounded him one after the other, the leader's wife gritted her teeth unwillingly.

This time, their central world was still careless, thinking that two creators, a clone of the Eight Tribulations and an immortal monument would be able to take down Mo Wen at the beginning, thus bringing the entire Western Region into their hands, as a bridgehead for conquering the world of origin in the future.But I didn't expect that Mo Wen's real strength was so strong. It was much stronger than the Daqian No.1 Mengshenji who had dealt with the Central World. The power of the king not only caused them to lose two creators one after another, but they might not even be able to keep the monument of immortality.

"Mo Wen, do you really want to be an enemy of our Central World?! Aren't you afraid that when the army arrives, you and the entire Western Region will be reduced to dust?"

Seriously, the wife of the leader shouted loudly holding the monument of immortality.

"Just now, you shouted and shouted, and you started to fight directly. Seeing that you can't fight, you started to threaten again. Why, the principle of your Central World is that you are only allowed to beat others and rob others, and you are not allowed to rob you?"

Mo Wen sneered, thinking that the people in the central world are really interesting, they have already killed two creators, so I can let you go if you just send a word?Everyone is really a soft persimmon in your hands, you can squeeze it however you want?

At this time, Pope Jingyuan, who had been quietly watching the battle, also said, "My lord, don't you still understand? The reason why I chose the Lord is because the Lord is stronger than you! Given time, I'm afraid that the entire Central World will be conquered by the Lord. The so-called one who knows the current affairs is a good man, if you, my stepmother, abandon the light and turn to the dark, maybe we can still be mother and son, Feihong will definitely be filial to you!"

The wife of the leader heard this, her eyes were about to burst into flames, thinking that she inherited the Taoism of the ancient Changsheng Emperor and Panhuang in the Central World, led the Daoist civilization, and conquered an unknown number of outer worlds, how powerful she is. Mrs. Tang Leader, a noble existence under one person and above ten thousand people in Panxing, has now suffered a disadvantage in the hands of the natives of the origin world. It is a great shame to be persuaded to surrender by pointing their noses at them.

A flash of determination flashed across her face, and the leader's wife looked at Mo Wen, and said word by word: "Don't you want the monument of immortality? Get it yourself if you have the ability. Even if I take advantage of others, I won't take advantage of you!"

The next moment, she clenched her hands, and suddenly the huge air flow around her body began to run wild, and the talismans on the monument of immortality also seemed to be stimulated, and wandered crazily.

Stellar energy, evil energy, vitality, spiritual energy, magnetic energy, true energy, essence energy, spirit energy, blood energy, etc. Countless types of energy gushed out crazily, as if a volcano erupted and poured a ball of cold water, triggering a violent explosion .

"Heaven has a life, the earth has a life, and people have a life! Life and life are one, and the road can be expected. Mo Wen, take my trick, and the sky and the earth live together!"

Accompanied by the final yell from the leader's wife, an unprecedented white light filled the whole world. At that moment, Mo Wen seemed to feel a world-shattering doomsday. The terrifying artistic conception of repairing the sky, repairing the earth, and sharing the longevity of man and heaven.

Asura, who was about to attack, pounced back in an instant, opened his arms and firmly protected Mo Wen under his body, and the immortal monument in Mo Wen's hand also turned into a long life Huansha body protection spell, protecting him and Jing Yuan. pope.

boom! boom! boom!

With a series of roars that sounded like the end of the world, the mountain where Mo Wen was located was razed to the ground almost instantly. If Asura's huge body hadn't blocked most of the impact, the Western Region camp not far away might not have been spared either.

And within that white light, a streak of rainbow light flew out, and disappeared between the sky and the earth almost instantly.

"Master?!"

Inside the shield, Pope Jingyuan looked at the flying away immortal monument, frowned slightly, and subconsciously looked at Mo Wen, who waved his hand.

"It's okay, if you don't collect all five pieces, as long as you have one piece of the Immortal Monument, I probably know the whereabouts of the piece that flew away, and I can get it at any time. Xuantian Pavilion is more important."

Squinting his eyes slightly, Mo Wen smiled secretly as he watched the direction where the Monument of Immortality was flying.

"Interesting, I didn't expect that I snatched so many things, and I didn't block the opponent's chance. Is this the attraction between the bloodlines, or the great luck left by the masters? Hong Yi, you should work hard, and I will return soon." I will prepare a bigger gift for you!"

Chapter 43 Western Regions vs Yunmeng

The camp of the Western Regions, armies filed out one after another, one by one great masters, countless innate masters, hundreds of martial sages hidden in it, people neighing and horses beeping, the sound of bells and drums could be heard endlessly, tens of thousands of The army walked slowly, approaching Yunmeng's army formation a little bit.

At the forefront of all the troops, there is a group of cavalry armed to the teeth. They are all armored, holding huge spears, and wearing machetes around their waists. From a distance, they look like a torrent of steel. The elite Temple Guard Knights is a group of masters that Mo Wen personally subdued with the help of the Pope Jing Yuan. These people were all masters at first, but with the nourishment of Mo Wen's Longya rice, their strength improved even more. The lowest ones are all great masters, and there are also many martial saints. Among them, the deputy head of knights, Adi Wang, has even been promoted to a junior immortal.

Commanding the Knights of the Temple and walking at the forefront of all the troops, feeling the fanatical gaze of his subordinates behind him, Mo Wen, who was dressed in armor and military uniform, chuckled lightly. Originally, these knights were still dissatisfied and refused to obey discipline, but after using force Under the subtle influence of suppression, abduction by Long Yami, and the inherent skill 'Lord of Paladins', these people have already become their most loyal subordinates. Even if the Pope Jingyuan orders them now, they may not be able to command them.

Pulling out the sharp sword in his hand, looking at the densely packed Yunmeng army not far away, Mo Wen didn't talk nonsense, raised the sharp sword high and shouted: "Under the protection of Asura, we will surely win today! "

Ohh Ohh ohh??????

Accompanied by Mo Wen's shout, hundreds of thousands of troops from the Western Regions shouted in unison, and then the sound of desolate horns sounded, one overriding the other, and tens of thousands of horns sounded in unison in an instant!

Boom!

Then, using the Knights of the Temple Guards as an arrow, the entire army of the Western Regions started in unison. The sound of horseshoes and footsteps was continuous like Xia Lei. storm.

Charged at the forefront, Mo Wen immediately felt a strong masculine wind and cloud, sweeping the entire space of hundreds of miles, the sky and the earth changed color, and an invisible aura appeared out of thin air, which was powerful enough to knock out three or four thunder calamities. The ghosts and fairies are torn apart.

The blood and fighting spirit of nearly a million people condensed into one stream, vaguely forming an independent field of war, a world of war, all ghosts and demons would stay away from the three colors, and they would not intervene at all.

"Yes, yes, this kind of fighting spirit, this kind of breath! But it's not enough!"

With a trace of contented joy, Mo Wen looked at the Yunmeng Army formation who were shooting bows and arrows in the distance, a manic smile appeared on his face, and then he let out a loud cry.

"Come out, Asura!"

The next moment, the sky shattered, and an indomitable demon god stepped forward from the void, and rushed towards Yunmeng's army against the swift rain of arrows.

The demon god was so huge and ferocious that it became the focus of the battlefield as soon as it appeared. The originally noisy battlefield was quiet at first, and then it became a thousand times noisier.The army in the Western Regions shouted 'Asura's protection', and then charged away even more frantically, while Yunmeng's army was in chaos, and senior generals shouted for support everywhere.

Throughout the thousands of years of the Great Thousand World's history, this is the first time that an existence of this level personally went down to deal with mortals, so that both sides of the battle were at a loss for a while.

The blood and masculinity of the battlefield is enough to suppress any master of Taoism under the Yang God. Even the masters of the Creator and the Nine Thunder Tribulations dare not set foot on the battlefield lightly, so as not to suffer accidents. The man is so powerless, but being impacted by the murderous aura and thoughts on the battlefield, the fist will also be affected. He cannot easily exert that kind of destructive power. He can only rely on his superhuman physical strength to fight against the enemy. Therefore, in most battlefields, soldiers fight each other, the strong are respected, and the many dominate. Only in the age of the ancient holy emperor, when the sun god manifested, and the masters who smashed the vacuum appeared frequently, could the powerful come out and destroy one person The situation of the First Army.

But now Yunmeng is fortunate to enjoy the treatment of the enemy of the human race in ancient times. The Asura built by Mo Wen was born for killing. Every time that huge body takes a step, nearly a hundred soldiers are trampled to death. More soldiers were blown away, and with a wave of their swords and longbows, a whole area of ​​war was emptied, like tigers entering a herd of sheep, killing wantonly in Yunmeng's army formation, opening up an opening for the army of the Western Regions behind them. A huge gap made the latter stab into the heart of the Yunmeng army like a sharp knife, and then stirred in all directions.

Originally, Yunmeng and the Western Regions were evenly matched, both sides were dominated by cavalry, and the elite legion Knights of the Palace Guard, the Golden Wolf Army, and the Tiefutu were even more famous in the world, but this simply couldn't stand the other side's great ability to pull sideways!The Golden Wolf Army and Tiefutu were almost head-to-head and stopped by Asura, and then they were killed by the Knights of the Temple who had been charging, and more than [-]% of them were damaged in one encounter. The leader of Tiefutu, the Eight Great Demons, One of the immortals, the Black Wolf King? Bi Shihua, had his head chopped off by Mo Wen's sword, and his body was trampled into a pulp by Wanma.

At the back of the Yunmeng army formation, watching the retreating army, the eyes of everyone in Xuantian Pavilion were red at this moment. They never thought that Mo Wen would be so shameless that he would let a king of artifacts go into battle in person. To make a move, you must know that this kind of thing has never been done in the eternal kingdom and the boat of creation. Isn't he afraid of being polluted by blood and distracting thoughts?

But looking at Asura, who is killing more and more fiercely in Yunmeng's army formation, driving away Yunmeng soldiers like a sheep, watching the opponent's body gradually becoming full of spirituality and beginning to cover the entire battlefield accompanied by killing and blood. The fear and coercion of the crowd slowly realized that Asura, the newly-promoted king of artifacts, was tempering himself with beliefs on the battlefield, killing, fear, despair, worship, faith, pride, all kinds of things. The most fanatical and extreme emotions are like a heavy hammer hitting Ashura's body at this time, causing the various magic weapons in the latter's body to slowly begin to merge into one and evolve to a higher level.

Different from the eternal kingdom and the boat of good fortune that adhere to the concept of the master of the sun, Asura, the king of artifacts, pursued extreme violence and destruction from the beginning, destroying everything he can see, destroying everything he cannot see, and destroying himself Destroy everything that binds oneself, if there is a so-called other shore, then even the other shore will be destroyed.

It doesn't matter what life span exceeds one yuan, what great liberation is great, what all living beings admire and return to their hearts, it doesn't matter, in Asura's dictionary there is only Zhan Zhan Zhan Zhan Zhan Zhan Zhan Zhan Zhan!

Even if you die at this moment, even if you lose your body and spirit at this moment, you must continue to fight and never die!

Master Xuantian savored the trace of destruction emanating from Asura's body carefully, and finally his expression became distorted.

"This artifact king shouldn't have been born, it was simply a mistake!"

What is the purpose of cultivating the Tao, isn't it for longevity and happiness?Even if it is adhering to the last wishes of all the masters, Hong Yi, who wishes everyone to be like a dragon, is essentially for longevity. Although the temples he built do not have a concept directly related to the other side, they can cooperate with his fist and create the golden bridge on the other side. An ideal world in which everyone reads and develops wisdom, and then is led by the temples, steps on the golden bridge of the other shore, and walks to the other shore, which can also be regarded as a kind of magic weapon of the other shore.

But Mo Wen's Asura is a complete exception. He does not seek longevity and destruction, and even wants to kill the other shore. All the concepts of magic are even more rebellious.

This most fundamental conflict made Nalan Anhuang, the owner of the Xuantian Pavilion, lose his composure.

It's just that no matter how reluctant he is, he has to face the reality. Looking at the almost one-sided battle situation, his brows are twisted into Sichuan characters.

"How about it, doesn't the owner want to consider my previous opinion?"

Standing beside him, Ao Luan, who was wearing a bright red armor and laying a blood-red puppy at his feet, just smiled when he saw this, and said briskly, "It is the general trend to take refuge in that one, not only can there be fewer killings, but also for me. Meng saves some vitality and can strengthen himself, isn't it the best of both worlds?"

The owner of Xuantian Pavilion glanced at her, looked at the two junior immortals behind Aoluan, and the two teams of aristocratic families who were faintly and here, and remained silent.

He had known about Tianlongdao's defection to Mo Wen for a long time. Those who were in Tianlongdao that day, the Tuyuan sage died, and the Peacock King's vitality has not recovered from his serious injury. Instead, the Tianlongdao master followed Mo Wen went to the cemetery of the dragon and achieved great fortune. Not only did he improve his own cultivation, but also reached the level of the six thunder calamities, and even the power of his subordinates swelled up. Several immortals and Taoists who had the idea of ​​thunder calamity appeared , there is a faint tendency to fight against him in Xuantian Pavilion.In this battle of the Western Regions, this person actually jumped out to support the Western Regions side. If it wasn't for the fact that he was not sure of winning the opponent, the Xuantian Pavilion Master would have wanted to fight a long time ago.