Chapter 932 Buzhou Mountain Talisman

He is not an idiot. Let's not talk about what Mo Xiaolang is capable of. Long Chen, who can defeat Di Jun, has the power to compete with the god. He is simply not something he can deal with. He is the most terrifying person. What he was afraid of was Long Chen.

So at this moment, he was already covered in cold sweat, especially on top of this ferocious sea of ​​blood.

"I want to beg for mercy, but it's too late. You were too arrogant just now. I don't want to say it a third time. You really want to get out of here. Defeating me is the only way. Either you have the ability to kidnap me, or my brother will give in. Right. Remember, you have only one choice, which is to fight me openly."

The Peony God Son understood.

"It seems that you use me as a tool to train you?"

"If you weren't so disgusting, no one would target you."

"I really just need to defeat you?"

Since it is a tool for training, it is easy for Mudan Shenzi to figure it out. Long Chen wanted Mo Xiaolang to have a fair fight with him, so all he had to do was defeat Mo Xiaolang, which was not easy... In fact, the hijacking that Mo Xiaolang mentioned might be his only way out.

"You underestimate me too."

After thinking about it, Mudan Shenzi smiled. To be honest, he was only afraid of Long Chen, not Mo Xiaolang. Over the years, he has fought countless God-Emperors, and the one he is least afraid of is the God-Emperor!

On the sea of ​​​​blood, the Peony Son of God, dressed in colorful clothes, and Mo Xiaolang, who was dressed in black and had cold eyes, faced each other. The aura of chaos swept across the Chaos Demon Sword. The Demon Sword was ferocious, and it was always ready to tear apart the opponent's will.

At that moment, the Peony God Son sneered and spread his hands. Since he had decided to fight, he would naturally go all out. Now countless peony flowers were surrounding him, extremely beautiful. In this bloody world of death, the Peony God Son was stunned. A world of flowers has opened up, and it feels like emerging from the mud but not stained.

On the other hand, Mo Xiaolang, compared with the Chaos Demon Sword and the Black Demonic Qi, was simply the evil among the evils. The good and evil of the two were clear at a glance, but it was a pity that not everything could be seen with the eyes. The one who seemed to be righteous but actually slaughtered hundreds of millions of creatures for his own selfish desires was none other than the Son of God Peony!

"Huazu!"

The Peony God Son gave a sweet shout.

On his palm, a gorgeous peony flower appeared, spinning in his hand. It contained a terrifying power that was no less than that of the Chaos Demon Sword. This was the Flower Ancestor, and it was an eternal artifact of creation!

This should be the artifact of creation that the Son of God Peony wants to repair, but in fact the damage is only a little bit, and it does not affect the battle at all. Just for this reason, he will fill it with billions of living beings!

"Choose to fight with me and hone yourself. That is the biggest mistake of your life!"

"Kid, you are not even qualified to talk to me! The only thing I admire is your big brother!"

It's better to say it's admiration than awe.

Mudan Shenzi was really angry. He didn't expect that a seemingly insignificant action would put him in such a situation!

"These shameless people always take the moral high ground to condemn others. Ordinary creatures are originally insignificant ants. How can the lives of trillions of creatures be compared with a God Emperor? They dare to say that they have not crushed these people. Creatures?"

The anger in Mudan Shenzi's heart was no less than that of Mo Xiaolang.

When he is furious, he will naturally attack with the most explosive power!

"Feast of flowers!"

At this moment, it seemed that the entire world of death was occupied by countless flowers, surrounded by an endless sea of ​​flowers with no end. The Peony Son of God built a sea of ​​flowers across the sea of ​​blood, trapping Mo Xiaolang here. in!

The rules of the Feast of Flowers are activated.

Suddenly, the entire sea of ​​flowers was changing. Countless flowers exploded and turned into a large number of petals. Those petals came together and were originally transformed into rules. The lethality of the rules now formed, in the entire sea of ​​flowers, countless The petals were like blades, heading towards Mo Xiaolang!

Whoosh whoosh!

The dead space is stable, otherwise it will be cut off.

Mo Xiaolang's chaotic demon sword directly burned three kinds of ancestral fires. When the three kinds of ancestral fires come together, they are a destructive force. Moreover, these three kinds of flames are mutually exclusive, which makes Mo Xiaolang unable to do anything at all. There is no need for rules. Just the three kinds of ancestral fire, coupled with the divine power of creation of the Chaos Demon Sword, and the power of the Heavenly Emperor's Sun Refining Art, form a terrifying power!

Dang Dang Dang!

Facing this feast of flowers, Mo Xiaolang didn't have to back down at all, he charged directly towards the countless petal attacks. His Chaos Demon Sword was very fast. Once those petal rules came close, he would kill them directly with extremely powerful force. broken!

Bang bang bang!

Countless huge petals exploded into powder and exploded around Mo Xiaolang, forming an incomparably beautiful color that never dispersed!

Boom boom boom!

Mo Xiaolang's flaming sword shadow moved forward with majestic momentum. The feast of flowers was shattered in front of his eyes, and he quickly approached the Peony God Son, which made the Peony God Son frown slightly.

"This kid is quite powerful. He can't even handle the Hundred Flowers Feast."

He controlled the flower ancestor, and the flower ancestor turned into a huge flower, spinning above his head, and every ray of light condensed into petals!

This is the violent collision between the petals and the Chaos Demon Sword!

boom!

Mo Xiaolang coldly cut off the last petal, and he was already in front of the Peony God Son. The Chaos Demon Sword slashed down with the power of the triple ancestral fire!

"Dream Flowers!"

At this moment, the Peony Son of God did not panic, but instead gave a sly smile. At this time, Hua Zu stood in front of Mo Xiaolang and changed again. At this moment, nine colors of light were born on Hua Zu, and in an instant, the entire sea of ​​blood They were all surrounded by this light, and the powder formed from the previously chopped petals shone in the sea of ​​flowers.

The Son of God Peony had disappeared before Mo Xiaolang's eyes.

"Illusion?" Mo Xiaolang guessed correctly. It was a kind of illusion, a dreamland of flowers. Everything was changing, all kinds of temptations emerged one after another, and countless peony gods appeared around, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false. He knew in his heart that if he continued like this, he would definitely be defeated.

"As expected, he is worthy of being ranked ninth on the list of God Emperors. He is very capable."

They are much stronger than the group of people from the Immortal Emperor.

However, his eyes soon turned blood red, and the three kinds of ancestral fire on his body surged and swept across. No matter what illusion it was, under the burst of ancestral fire, there was no place for the Peony God to hide!

In an instant, three kinds of ancestral fire swept the world!

The entire world of death, with a sea of ​​blood below and exploding three-color flames above.

Hot, cold, cleansing.

Boom!

The dream flower bush is broken!

But at this time, it seemed that it was the moment that the Peony God Son had been waiting for a long time to attack. When the dreamy flower bush broke, he suddenly appeared on top of Mo Xiaolang's head.

"Flower of the Past! Die!"

A powerful rule is probably the strongest method of the Son of God Peony. Under his control, the Flower Ancestor appeared on top of Mo Xiaolang's head. Suddenly, the flower completely turned into gray, filled with countless death forces, moving towards Mo Xiaolang from top to bottom. The little wolf is coming!

Gray is spreading continuously, and if it is slightly contaminated, it means death, and it cannot be shaken off at all. The Peony Son of God has disappeared. In fact, he has become one with Hua Zu!

Obviously, the Peony God Son has been preparing for a long time to end this battle!

At that moment, Mo Xiaolang's eyes turned cold. He did not dodge, but held the Chaos Demon Sword with both hands. At this moment, the three-color ancestral fire on the Chaos Demon Sword surged, instantly forming an extremely huge three-color flame ball, which became more and more intense. Big, infinitely huge, such a huge flame ball is like the sun, the refining sun, when the flower of the past life comes, the rules explode!

"Refining Sun Emperor Fire!"

This was the rule that Di Jun once used to attack Long Chen. After it was swallowed by Mo Xiaolang, it became Mo Xiaolang's. This was Di Jun's final attainment in the way of flames. It was then used by Mo Xiaolang with three kinds of ancestors. After the fire was transformed, even Long Chen was looking forward to the power it created!

When the Flower of Rebirth arrived, the Sun Refining Emperor Fire erupted. From bottom to top, the light shone in the realm of death for a moment, completely suppressing the light of the Flower of Rebirth!

Gray, engulfed in three-color flames!

Boom!

That earth-shattering explosion directly caused the entire Death World to tremble, and countless seawater in the Blood Sea was squeezed to the edge of the Death World!

Earth-shaking!

The divine power of the Sun-Refining Emperor's Fire was actually not far from that displayed by the Sun-Emperor Jun back then. Although Mo Xiaolang is slightly inferior to him in terms of strength, he has three kinds of ancestral fire after all!

"Well……"

When everything was gone, Peony God's whole body was charred black, and even his pink hair was burned away. The flower ancestor in his hand was even more damaged, and he was almost dying. He was above the sea of ​​blood, looking at Mo Xiaolang with an extremely dull look. In his opinion, the person next to Long Chen was also a monster!

Mo Xiaolang used his absolute strength to crush him. Mudan Shenzi undoubtedly wanted to win, but so far, it was his disastrous defeat. Mo Xiaolang cracked his heavy attacks and gave him a Heavy damage!

The ancestral fire has passed, and now the Peony God Son is completely scorched black.

But Mo Xiaolang was in front of him, not hurt at all.

At this moment, Mo Xiaolang was holding the Chaos Demon Sword, the aura of chaos was filling the air, his long black hair was flying, and he felt like an unparalleled evil god!

"die!"

At this moment, the defeated Peony God Son suddenly had a fierce look in his eyes. It seemed that he was not completely defeated. Sure enough, at this moment, when he was holding Hua Zu in his heart, he suddenly threw a black talisman from his left hand. !

This is actually an eternal level artifact!

His second eternal-level creation artifact! This was the last hope of the Son of God Mudan. This was also the time when Mo Xiaolang thought he had been defeated and was most unprepared.

"Little Wolf."

"knew."

Long Chen reminded him.

"Buzhou Mountain Talisman!"

On the other side, the Peony God Son controlled the Buzhou Mountain talisman. The talisman descended on Mo Xiaolang's head. Suddenly, an extremely huge black mountain appeared behind the talisman!

The gods and demons are not in Zhoushan!

Terrifying weight!

It seems that the power of this eternal-level creation artifact lies in its weight!

"Crush it!" The Peony Divine Son was very excited. This was his ultimate trump card, his life-saving trick!

The Buzhou Mountain Talisman is shocking!