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Chapter 431
The sky and the earth lost their original appearance, the space was fragmented, and the darkness was boundless.

The snow-white skull over a thousand feet tall, with ghostly fire burning in its black eyes, the bone arm pushes a huge millstone, crushing the boundary between yin and yang, and sending everything back to the netherworld.

36 stars are on the top, 72 stars are on the bottom, one hundred and eight stars echo each other at a distance, the starlight is surging and the Milky Way is rushing down, and the power from outside the sky dominates the universe.

The ghosts and gods grind the mill, the earth is evil in the sky, and the unique knowledge of the two schools of Niya Palace and Taichu Temple are present here.

The body of the one-armed giant was continuously attacked and deformed, and then recovered with a snap of the fingers.The head without facial features is always facing one direction, and the five fingers of one hand are constantly moving, forming one after another dharma seals.

In that direction, Mo Ci held the sword vertically with his right hand, pointed at the sword with his left hand, and pointed his fingertips between his eyebrows.

In all directions, ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine gray air swords formed a sword array, and the sword shadows filled the sky, piercing through the giant's body time and time again.

The sky and the earth are filled with the sound of howling through the sky, and the overwhelming sword rain passes through the body, turning back and forth, leaving behind dense voids.

The rotating dice throw out numbers at random to increase the power of the sword array; the figure is reflected by the light again, embracing the giant's head, biting and gnawing; the Jubao Ding and the Qiankun Pot swell to enormous size, like a bottomless abyss devouring energy crazily.

The speed of recovery from the injury began to slow down, and the circulating colored light gradually dimmed.

The giant ignored it, and blindly formed a magic seal, mobilizing mysterious power to attack three parties at the same time.

There is no way to defend against that kind of weird power, no way to resist it, only to endure it.

Shang Jia's body kept flashing with different colors of strange lights, which were all rare natural treasures and precious artifacts in the world.Under the effect of the secret method, they bear the attack on their behalf, and each one explodes into countless white paper money as soon as it is sacrificed.

Paper money fluttered one after another, like a heavy snowfall.

Beside the head of Taichuguan, there is a "person" exactly like him.The same appearance, the same clothes, the same cultivation level, motionless, with a sluggish expression, as stiff as a doll.

All the attacks against the real head were passed on to the fake head.His body was tattered but still standing, and black mud gushed out from the large and small wounds.

Mo Ci, who had suffered the most attacks, was as pale as paper, and the blood on the corners of his lips was shocking.

Only those eyes became brighter and brighter like sharpened blades, faintly exuding some kind of madness.

There was a light between the eyebrows under the fingertips, and she raised the sword with her right hand to stab the sky, and swung it slowly.Hearing the sound of choking swords, ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine air swords moved accordingly, arranged in nine formations, gathered together, turned into nine huge air swords, and roared towards the giant.

Like nine long nails, they unstoppably wedged into the giant's back, and then slowly and firmly sank deeper.

In the gorgeous flow of color, there are strands of gray marks.The breath of silence writes the characters of death on the broad back.

The movement of the giant's seal finally came to a halt, and the line of sight cast from the void became a little sharper.

Mo Ci didn't seem to realize it, the madness in his eyes became more intense, and he chanted the mantra in a low voice.

"All appearances have no birth, ten thousand dharmas have no extinction, false views of birth and cessation, and the true meaning of a sword."

Wusheng Sword's gray light shines.

For a moment, everything was silent.

The giant's body quietly melted nine large holes.

In a blink of an eye, only fragments of the mammoth body were left, and the rag-like colored light was floating in the air, and was wiped out by the spells and Taoist tools from the other two parties.

Losing the supernatural powers, the cloud and mist fell into the sight of the three of them again.It seems to be thinner than before.

The beast god looked at Mo Ci.

The plain robe moved without wind, and her exhaustion and injuries made her appear weak, but her aura was still rising steadily, and the supreme and pure sword intent combined with the ancestor of ten thousand soldiers in her hand, causing the void to rumble and vibrate.

So the Beast God changed his mind.It decided to tackle the biggest threat in one fell swoop first.

The power to deal with the other two was withdrawn, and the cloud disappeared in place.

Before the three of them even had the thought of being surprised, the other party had already appeared in front of Mo Ci, and the distance between the two was only one foot.

Mo Ci's eyes were wide open, his spiritual power couldn't move, and he couldn't move his limbs.

A somewhat illusory arm, like a dense fog, stretched out from the clouds, and the index finger gently touched her heart.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, but the three people present clearly felt that an extremely tyrannical force was brewing rapidly, and the shuddering crisis wrapped around everyone's neck like a cold snake.

Once this type of attack is completed, Mo Ci will undoubtedly die.Without hesitation, the other two immediately launched a rescue.

The skeleton roared sharply, the grinding disc turned into cold blue flames and wrapped the bones of the whole body, and the soles of the feet rushed up; the starlight of [-] stars skyrocketed, dragged out a long arc of light to cut through the darkness, and fell towards the target.

The stars and the skeleton collided with the cloud and mist, and the three forces erupted instantly. The flames and starlight intertwined filled the field of vision, and the violent energy reaction made all perception abilities temporarily invalid.

However, in less than half a breath, the flame and starlight disappeared without a trace.The powerful backlash caused the two to vomit blood and were seriously injured on the spot.

The spells they urged with all their strength were only blocked for a moment.When the chaotic torrent of energy was smoothed out, the Beast God looked at Mo Ci who had reappeared, and the power accumulated to the peak poured out from his fingertips.

Click!

The cloud and mist became almost transparent, and at the same time, there was a crackling sound from Mo Ci's body.

The black and red cracks centered on her heart, spread all over her body like a spider web, and even her pupils were cut.She became a shattered piece of porcelain, about to die.

But the Beast God found something was missing.

Where did Wusheng Sword go?
The person opposite had empty hands, a dull expression, and no emotion in his eyes.

With a flash of thought, it suddenly looked at the head of Taichu Guan.

The "fake master" next to the other party disappeared at some point.

The "Mo Ci" in front of him suddenly faded from head to toe, and together with his clothes, it was like the painted surface of a statue weathered in an instant, leaving only mottled gray and white spots and cracks all over his body.

The statue collapsed, melted, and discolored into a dry pile of black mud.

Not far away, a cylindrical dark shadow appeared in the void.

It was a tall dice cup.It was uncovered, and Mo Ci walked out with his sword.

Counted!
Beast God finally realized that he had fallen into the trap created by the three.

It had spent a lot of strength just now, and it was at its weakest moment. Although it could use the power of chaos to recover quickly, the three of them had already broken the boat and launched the final attack before that.

Beast God felt extremely angry at this moment, angry at the design of the three, angry at his own carelessness.

But the person who bears the most anger is not present.

The conspirator who had guessed this strategy from the very beginning, planted a stumbling block for it, and induced it to misjudge the situation of the battle.

Rage and resentment swept through reason, and the hysterical roar almost shattered the world:
"Yinshan, you lied to me!!!"

(End of this chapter)