It is like a white lotus, but when it is at its most beautiful time, it is suddenly crushed by the strong wind. The lotus becomes incomplete and becomes more sad and beautiful.

A woman stood in front of Zang Mou, but her breath faded, her vitality disappeared, and black lines appeared around her, and one end of the lines fell on her delicate body. It was a curse. There were countless black cracks on her face, like a piece of porcelain that was about to be broken, which made people sigh!

The woman stuck out her hand and wanted to say something, but she was unable to open her mouth, even her arms were weak, and finally closed her eyes.

Zang Mou roared to the sky, and the starry sky of millions of miles exploded, and a terrifying aura soared into the sky. However, at this moment, tears appeared in his eyes and his body trembled, but after all, he could not say a word, so he could only roar to the sky.

Burial of Zang Mou is even more terrifying than before. The dragon has reverse scales and will die if it touches it.

Zang Mou's eyes turned red and finally appeared purple, and all the momentum was restrained at this time.

Zang Mou tapped the woman's eyebrows, and a drop of black blood flew out of his eyebrows. After the blood appeared, it fixed the time and time. Finally, it fell into the woman's eyebrows. The cracks on the woman's face disappeared and turned back to their original appearance, but pale.

The woman was brought into her eyebrows by Zang Mou, and he wanted to use his soul power to nourish her. At this time, Zang Mou was anxious and became a white man in the blink of an eye. He recovered from his human body, but his eyes were pitch black. He had become a demon and had fallen into depravity!

Thunder appeared around, and even thunder tribulation appeared out of thin air, spreading out of thin air in the blink of an eye. It was the arrival of heaven's will, but Zang Mou just opened his mouth and sucked it, and the thunder and catastrophe clouds disappeared, but Zang Mou's aura became deeper.

It may be difficult for others to overcome the tribulation, but for Zang Mou, it is really just a matter of opening his mouth, especially now!

The three-eyed monk in the distance also appeared, but he looked panicked at this time. This was the first time he appeared. He had pieces of blood and flesh on his left half of his body, like mud. The same was true for his left face. The black skin fell off. He kept pointing out magic seals to try to stop it, but they all failed. Moreover, there was a layer of white mist on his body, and the white mist continued to invade his body, adding the withering of half of his body.

His pupils disappeared in his left eye socket, and only a ball of runes condensed, but at this time, a fierce light burst out again, and he flew towards Zang Mou again.

Zang Mou's body was burning like flames, and black thunder appeared around him at some point. The thunder guarded the two black knives, Zang Mou slowly walked up with a knife in one hand.

The three-eyed monk suddenly encountered such a change, and he seemed to suddenly become urgent.

Only half of his third eye can condense divine light at this time, and its power is not as powerful as before, but it also gives people a sense of fierceness.

Although Zang Mou was slow, his heart was as cold as ice and rocks every step, and he had no emotions. How could a heartless person have any concerns?

An eye also appeared on his eyebrows, which was a blood-colored pupil.

Blood Demon Art!

This is a method that only a person with a heartless and unscrupulous nature can practice. At this time, Zang Mou finally achieved great success. The blood-colored figure in the distance showed his true face. It was a woman. At this time, the woman smiled and seemed to be a little relieved by this scene. Then she said softly: "Master is right. You Zang Mou should have been like this, and you should enter my door!"

After saying that, he disappeared from the spot, and at this time a blood-colored silk thread suddenly appeared from Zang Mou's eyebrows and then broke.

Tianyun and others looked at each other at this time, and the Lord of Daotian Pavilion said, "We must stop it no matter what. Zang Mou is already heartless and unscrupulous. I feel that his mark has disappeared, and the Red Leaf World can no longer bind him!"

"How could this happen? Zang Mou shouldn't have been like this!" A witch monk said, full of confusion. It was a good thing that Zang Mou would not die, but why did they feel fear when they looked at Zang Mou at this time?

"Zang Mou has transformed into a demon, closed all emotions, and cut off all causes and effects. At this time, cause and effect cannot bind him, but instead encourage him to break through. His strength is comparable to that of the gods! It is the last of the three thousand gods, but it is enough to sweep the world!" Dan said, Mu Ming was supported by him, Mu Ming ignored these things and just looked at Zang Mou in the distance.

After the wood name appeared, Jin Chanzi took a look and then frowned, for some reason.

"What?" King Jiulong said, they were far apart, but he looked at the man with Jin Chanzi's eyes.

"Maybe you read it wrong, the fluctuations in the Demonic Sutra." Jin Chanzi tried to deduce the Wood Name, but found that the Wood Name had a strange fate. He did not doubt anything, but thought that the Wood Name Master's intervention.

"Dan's disciples are really strange. The six people in the past and those who later have this person are all closely related to Zang Mou."

The King of Nine Dragons said with a little emotion, and Jin Chanzi nodded silently.

At this time, the battle between Zang Mou and his master began again. This time, no magical powers bloomed, but only a hand-to-hand battle. Zang Mou's two black swords seemed to be two thunders, almost reaching the extreme. Every time he cut out, he smashed the magical powers of the figure opposite, and one directly split the man's head, but the man recovered in an instant.

The three-eyed monk had no words at this time. Half of his body had already rotted, but it was manifested with black bones. Unlike the bones of ordinary people, symbols flew out from it and fell into Zang Mou's body. However, Zang Mou himself was a demon, so how could he be afraid?

"I have fallen, these curses will only make me stronger! Teacher, you will die!" Zang Mou said, very cold!

A black thunder erupted from Zang Mou's black eyes, hitting directly onto the body of the three-eyed monk. Suddenly, his body exploded, but in the blink of an eye, it condensed again. However, this time, several bones on the left half were broken, and several holes appeared on the other side, and black blood flowed out of it.

"I didn't expect that, I miscalculated and was actually backfired. This is the most sinister curse, which is inhumane, but it does not invade my true love. Moreover, I was backfired, which is an irreversible backfire. Zang Mou, I am a little relieved for you, and sad for you! You are a villain, and will only kill those who care about you! It will never change!" The three-eyed monk made a voice at this time, but Zang Mou just paused and then spit out a word: "Die!"

There was not much wave, just slowly lifting the two swords, then putting them together, and finally slowly cutting them open. In this stroke, there was only a crisp sound of friction, but the monk opposite had cracks all over his body, and the bones on his left body completely turned into ashes, as if the sound of the sword was slashed out by countless swords.

When the sound of the knife passed, only half of the three-eyed monk was intact at this time, but it was also broken, just like porcelain, and it was really a coincidence with the woman in white before!

This scene shocked everyone in the starry sky, even the Dan showed solemnity. At this moment, the three-eyed monk suddenly roared, and a whirlpool immediately appeared behind him, and a terrifying depression appeared.

A blood light slashed out from Zang Mou's third eyes. The blood light seemed to be a crescent moon, and it flashed directly towards the monks on the side of their body.

This was an unavoidable blow. At this time, Zang Mou was in a very strange state. His magical power seemed to have incredible power. The three-eyed monk had only one eye left, and the third eye disappeared.

At this time, only one of the remaining eyes slowly closed, with some regrets, and then showed relief. He remembered Zang Mou's previous actions, and then many figures appeared in his eyes, but in the end they were frozen in a familiar figure. The voice was very similar to Zang Mou in front of him, but there were too many differences. He was not as cold as the person in front of him, nor the heartlessness of the person in front of him. He was a young man with curiosity in his eyes and fighting spirit in his heart. Although the person in front of him had reached a certain level of cultivation, his heart was dead and there was only a sense of despair.

At this moment, it suddenly became so slow, so he thought a lot, and finally he spit out a few words: "I'm sorry to you, my teacher! Maverick!"

At this moment, Zang Mou's blood-colored crescent moon came to his eyes. This was a magical power, but it was not a magical power, because the three-eyed monk felt death and could not avoid it. But suddenly, the crescent moon suddenly stopped.

The three-eyed monk was stunned, but suddenly the crescent moon flew over again. He smiled, but his smile stopped again, because the crescent moon did not fall on his head, but fell in the vortex behind him.

roar!

A beastly roar came, black blood appeared, and one palm was poked out, but at this moment, he was holding the crescent moon tightly.

With a click, the crescent moon shattered, and countless blood lights rolled back.

A different aura appeared, and the three thousand great realms were buzzing together, as if resonating, and the central realm even burst into a divine light that surged into the sky and swept across.

But the palm just poked out, grabbed the monk and then retreated into the vortex, but seemed to feel the changes in the world. The vortex paused, and then the ancient language came out: "The gods... have all fallen, so how can you chuckle!"

That was Taoist. The moment the language appeared, blue glows emerged from the vortex, and in a moment it turned into a huge rune and flew towards the distant divine light.

In the blink of an eye, they touched each other, and the sky and the earth suddenly lit up, but suddenly calmed down again, but there was a roar coming from the vortex again.

"Hurry, seal quickly, this is the passage for the arrival of the immortals!" Someone roared and flew directly to exert magical powers. The other strong men dared not be careless at this time. Even the monks who were watching felt terrified. They did not hesitate to throw all kinds of genius subsistence allowances into the vortex, and then recited spells. The treasures of heaven and earth turned into runes in an instant to fill the vortex.

Many powerful men of the Red Leaf also took action. Their aura was connected at this time. Finally, a huge ancient tree deep in the formation. The ancient tree had only one branch and only one leaf. It was a red leaf. When the ancient tree trembled, the red leaf fell, and the red leaf flew out and fell directly into the vortex. At this time, the vortex miraculously calmed down, but there were countless dense cracks around and the anger roar faintly emitted from the vortex.

Many strong people appeared one after another, and there were tens of thousands of people, all of whom were strong, and they all had cultivation levels above the level of return. At this time, they jointly suppressed this area, but the crack recovered very slowly.

Zang Mou quietly watched all this, without taking action, nor leaving. Finally, he looked at Dan. Dan did not turn around, but just shook his head. Moreover, his body became empty, and his spiritual sense merged with others to continuously repair the area.

Mu Ming floated quietly in the starry sky, with a ball of flame under him making him like everyone else. Everyone except him is near the vortex, and the same is true for Jin Chanzi. Although his cultivation level is insufficient, he blessed the Nine Dragon King, causing the dark aura to gradually recover.

Zang Mou moved his body and grabbed Mu Ming with one handful. Mu Ming was also shocked by the scene just now. At this moment, he was a little confused. The instant the green light appeared, the scribble in his body suddenly became restless, but it was fleeting, and the giant dome was trembling, as if extremely excited.

Suddenly, a big hand was grabbed, and Mu Ming shouted: "Senior!"

But Zang Mou did not respond, and the darkness in front of him made the wood name lose consciousness.

Zang Mou's figure disappeared in the starry sky, but no one cared about it, and no one could find it, because Zang Mou's condition was extremely strange.

At the same time, many strong people came from the starry sky. He belonged to the Three Thousand Dao Realm. They came here just to suppress the vortex. For a moment, millions of people gathered here, all of them were strong people!

After these people appeared, they did not say hello, but Shi took action directly, or sat cross-legged silently, using other means to smooth out the cracks.

It’s just that those cracks have a different aura than the starry sky, so it’s difficult to calm down.
Chapter completed!