Chapter 672
Three big suns and a sun that looked like a setting sun were hanging high in the sky, but the sky was overcast. This was a scene that could only appear in a dream.
Everyone saw a lightning mark on the Divine Weapon Peak, but there was a mysterious light surrounding it, and the figure holding the hammer soldier was not damaged at all.
However, everyone still held their breath, and they could see that this was just the beginning.
"Since it is a quasi-Dao weapon, what is Xiao Mo doing with it?"
Shangguan Wencang held his forehead. He should have felt at ease when he took the longevity pill last time.
Being the leader of Li Mo is like being in prison. I don't know how many years I will lose.
Du Wufeng thought for a moment and shook his head again: "There are indeed precedents where the leader of the weapon and the weapon experienced the calamity together and achieved the unity of man and weapon, but I always feel that he is not just for this reason..."
"I am familiar with free meals, but what is the operation of free calamity?"
Qian Bufan couldn't help whispering.
Only the King of Zhennan, Zhong Qin, stared at the extra fourth sun, his fists clenched, his knuckles white:
"Your Majesty, time is running out..."
Woo——
Suddenly, a strong wind and burning heat surged up, and the strong wind mixed with dark fire wailed down, like a vortex that scraped flesh and bones, and the aura made people's skin tighten.
"Wind and fire disaster!"
Shang Qinqing was the first to recognize this heavenly disaster.
Li Mo on the Divine Weapon Peak didn't even move, and the glazed light surrounded his body, and he didn't waver in the shrill wind.
After the fourth realm, under the blessing of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, the time for the Vajra Indestructible to last is no longer the few breaths of the past, which is enough to wipe out the wind and fire on the mountain, and it is only a noise for him.
Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, Vajra Indestructible!
The hammer treasure is like him, never worn out.
After being baptized by the wind demon, the hammer treasure vibrated twice, like a proud child.
Soldiers and masters have similar personalities, so it is quite reasonable that Hammer would fight Wang Aoyi.
"What else?"
The elders of Qingyuan Sect who were still wandering between the inner and outer scenes cheered up and looked at the great power of nature seriously.
The inner scene is the process of verifying the outer world with one's own inner world.
Thunder, rain and dew are all blessings from heaven, which is also a rare practice experience for them.
"My progress in Xuan Gong has improved a lot."
Li Mo was ready for battle, and suddenly a long river emerged in the void. This river had no entity, and every wave was surging with antiquity and longevity, and no one knew where it came from or where it went.
It seemed that what was surging in it was not any kind of water, but time.
"This can't be tricked."
Li Mo examined himself and found that all the things on his body were useless.
But after realizing what the calamity was testing, he smiled freely, without dodging or avoiding, and let the illusory river of time wash over him.
Of course, this is not a real river of time, and it cannot really make time go forward or backward. It only targets the inner world connected to the hammer treasure, but its power is also terrifying.
In an instant, his blood began to fall, decayed, and his body, which was comparable to a black soldier, became increasingly dim, and a deep sense of despair enveloped him from all directions.
In the inner world, the stars flowed, and the world changed.
His inner scene also began to dim with him, and the rising sun went to dusk, and finally became like a candle in the wind.
"The calamity of the quasi-Dao soldier is really terrifying, and it has nothing to do with the realm."
Qin Yuzhi's mind ached faintly, as if she saw the scene she saw when she touched the threshold of the eighth realm, and some dusty memories broke out of the ground.
She suddenly seemed to remember something and asked Shang Qinqing next to her: "Isn't Xiao Bing'er's inner scene related to time? Maybe there will be a way, why didn't she come?"
Shang Qinqing shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.
But she felt that Ying Bing was not here, and there was a reason.
As the inner scene turned into a candle in the wind, Li Mo's hair suddenly became red. Ordinary people may not be able to imagine the pain of having black hair in the morning and white hair in the evening, but he had already grown old in the Tianhuang Domain.
His expression did not change, and he had no nostalgia.
There was only a little ember left in the candle, but it was the last ray, but it could never be extinguished. Every time it was on the verge of disappearing, it would spark again and stubbornly illuminate the darkness.
The power of the rekindled power became stronger and stronger, and it became more and more intense. It was not only enough to support the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, but also better than before!
Li Mo's white hair turned black, and his eyes were as bright as the hammer treasure, and never wavered.
After time, he is still a young man!
"It should be over." Du Wufeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He went to see the hammer, and when he thought about taking a closer look later, he couldn't help but wipe the corner of his mouth.
The wind and fire will not be extinguished, and time will not be destroyed.
In the future, the word "quasi" in front of the quasi-Dao soldier can be removed in due course.
"Time can't erase Li Mo's inner vision?"
The others were relieved, but they became more curious.
Time is like a knife. Many people in the Palm Profound Realm cannot make further progress. In the end, they cannot stand the test of time and cannot transcend.
The fourth realm, relying on an inner vision... Why?
Others have already survived the catastrophe and congratulated.
"Fortunately, the second volume of the Eight-Nine Profound Art was changed..."
But Li Mo felt that he had taken a step forward and stepped into the threshold of the second volume of the Eight-Nine Profound Art, but he never moved his feet.
He looked at the four suns.
The sun gave him a familiar feeling like the Blood God, but it was not completely the other party.
Li Mo didn't know what was hidden in it. The only thing he could be sure of was...
It's not over yet!
"Hmm?"
Everyone in Qingyuan Sect also found something wrong.
They followed the source of the strange feeling and saw that the fourth sun was becoming more and more like a gaze, with majesty and terrifying fury.
The dark clouds in the sky seemed to be rubbed into a mountain by an invisible big hand, and colorful lightning snakes were surging in it, which was pure destruction.
Just looking at it, the sixth realm present felt scalp tingling even if they condensed their bodies.
There was no escape, no resistance.
"What kind of calamity is this?"
Some people asked in fear, but no one could give an answer.
I have never seen a similar calamity in ancient books.
In front of Qingyuan.
Ying Bing raised his face slightly and stared at the blue sky, as if he was looking at something, and his gentle tone was firm:
"This calamity is not in accordance with the way of heaven."
As the voice fell, invisible chains suddenly appeared in the void, pulling the dark clouds and mountains, and draining the power from them.
"This heavenly tribulation has weakened..."
Li Mo felt that the opponent only seemed to be suffocating and terrifying, but in fact, he was not as unstoppable as he looked.
Great power creates miracles, fear is the real loss!
He exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the inner world emerged behind him, and his figure rose inch by inch.
The hammer treasure that Li Mo had been holding tightly also swelled synchronously, as if he had used the law of heaven and earth.
Li Mo raised the hammer to the sky, as if to create the world.
"Smash it for me!"
The air seemed to be sucked away all of a sudden, and the last thing everyone saw was the collision between the hammer and the mountain.
The latter first solidified, and then flew backwards.
It was like a huge cannonball that was shot away, and then exploded into clouds in the sky.
Bang——
The fourth sun disappeared at some point.
The sunlight of the three suns fell again, and streams of gold poured down from the clouds.
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