Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1816 Are you crazy?
"You have such a monstrous talent in martial arts, how can I keep you?"

"In that case, wouldn't you give me Pudu Zhai and erect a statue of a strong enemy in the future?"

As soon as Purdue Zhaizhu thought about this, he raised his hand and made a handprint, and immediately bit the tip of his tongue, spraying blood on the handprint.

Immediately, the giant-mouthed face turned blood red, like a vast ocean of blood.

"Bury me here!"

The roar of Pudu Zhaizhu fell suddenly, and immediately the vast sea of ​​blood spread from the top of Jiang Mo's head and under his feet, swallowing him whole.

Seeing this scene, those deep sea monsters all sighed.

"I finally saw a stronger guy, and thought he could challenge the authority of the white-haired old man. Unfortunately, another unlucky guy."

Lin Xiuru and others couldn't help but feel their hearts shrink suddenly after seeing Jiang Mo being swallowed by the vast ocean of blood.

If Daozi was killed just like that, how would they face the Lord of the Dao Palace after they returned?

"Hahaha, boy, after being swallowed by the ocean of the old man's thoughts, you will soon turn into a puddle of blood. No matter how powerful you are, you can't escape the old man's law."

Master Pudu laughed loudly.

His dharma image is fused with the power of the demon king, and it is terribly corrosive. Even if a strong emperor is trapped in it, it is difficult to escape.

"is it?"

At this moment, Master Pudu Zhai suddenly felt an incomparably sharp sword intent rising from the statue with the giant mouth.

The vast and incomparable sword intent finally gathered into a storm, raging crazily in the Dharma form of Master Pudu.

Master Pudu's complexion became more and more ugly, and he faintly felt that he could not control the situation.

Clang!
Accompanied by a sharp sword cry, a huge hole was directly torn open from the giant mouth.

Jiang Mo's figure jumped out directly.

However, Jiang Mo still felt that the sky was very dark, as if covered with a layer of tulle.

"How could this be? I have clearly broken through the shackles of his law?"

Jiang Mo wondered.

"Boy, do you really think that the old man's dharma can be broken through so easily?" Purdue Zhaizhu sneered.

Just now, when he sensed that something was wrong, he directly activated the most powerful supernatural power 'Tianwaitian' of Juzui Faxiang!
In other words, although Jiang Mo seemed to have broken the shackles of the law, in fact, he was still in the realm of Purdue Zhaizhu.

In his dharma image, it is like being in overlapping spaces, one ring after another.

"I think this supernatural power of 'Tianwaitian' will consume a lot of energy for you, right?"

"How long can you last?"

Jiang Mo held the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword and said calmly with his white hair fluttering.

"Boy, don't pretend to be calm in front of this old man. Although this supernatural power is really exhausting for this old man, but within this period of time, it will be easy for this old man to kill you." Purdue Zhaizhu said coldly.

"Really? If that's the case, you can try it."

With a wave of Jiang Mo's right arm, the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword suddenly slashed out, and sword auras swung in all directions, as if they had eyes.

After the overlapping spatial folds are broken, they can no longer condense.

If all the folds of the space can be broken, then the supernatural power of the Purdue Zhaizhu will be destroyed by itself.

"Good boy, do you think that you can break the old man's shackles like this?"

"It's really presumptuous."

Master Pudu gave a cold smile, and immediately shouted: "The space is squeezed."

As the roar fell, the vast sea of ​​blood actually began to shrink, and the resulting sense of space pressure made Jiang Mo feel very uncomfortable.

Changes in this internal space have affected the external environment.

In the eyes of Lin Xiuru and others, the place where Jiang Mo and Pudu Zhaizhu fought has become blurred, as if it will disappear from this world at any time.

"Sure enough, it's a fight between immortals. It is estimated that only demon king-level powerhouses can participate in this level of fighting."

After seeing this scene, those big monsters in the deep sea couldn't help clicking their tongues.

"Guess, this battle, the white-haired boy will win."

"Or will the scheming Pudu Zhaizhu win?"

A deep sea monster asked.

"In my opinion, the white-haired old man has a better chance of winning."

"After all, this old guy can frame even Lord Demon King."

"I do hope that that kid can win. It is best to behead Pudu Zhaizhu and restore the peace of this sea area."

These big monsters of the deep sea said in a hurry.

While there was a lot of discussion from the outside world, the battle between Jiang Mo and Pudu Zhaizhu had reached a fever pitch among those giant mouths.

"Boy, all the sword energy you rely on has been consumed, what else do you use to fight the old man now?"

Purdue Zhaizhu laughed loudly.

In his opinion, Jiang Mo's most powerful thing is the way of swordsmanship, but now Jiang Mo can't even release a trace of sword energy, doesn't it mean that he is out of skills?
Thinking that he was about to kill a peerless genius, Purdue Zhaizhu couldn't help feeling very refreshed in his heart.

"is it?"

"Then look, what is this?"

Jiang Mo put away the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword, holding a fireball of seven colors in his right hand.

The fireball rotated slowly, exuding a dazzling and gorgeous light.

At the same time, it also released an extremely dangerous meaning.

The danger level of that fireball seems to be able to destroy this world.

"Boy, what are you doing? Are you crazy?!"

"Now as long as you make that thing disappear, the old man promises that I will never embarrass you again."

"From now on, the grievances between you and Puduzhai will be written off."

Every time the fireball turned, Master Pudu's heart twitched violently.

That sense of crisis was too strong.

"A write-off? Why didn't you say that earlier?"

"Once my fireball condenses, it will be difficult to withdraw it."

"So, you'd better enjoy the big meal I prepared for you."

Jiang Mo smiled coldly, and immediately pushed out with both hands.

Boom!

In the next moment, a devastating storm engulfed the entire giant mouth.

This 'War of Destruction' was condensed from seven powerful flames, and consumed nearly [-]% of Jiang Mo's strength.

With his current cultivation base, he can only condense once.

Once the 'Destruction of War' is removed, Jiang Mo will not have half a point of his cards if the Pudu Zhaizhu repents at that time.

It was precisely because of this that he recklessly released this destructive trump card.

It would be even better if he could kill Pudu Zhaizhu on the spot. Even if he couldn't be killed, at least he could be seriously injured. At that time, Jiang Mo could take Xue Ying and leave here smoothly.

(End of this chapter)