MTL - Immortal Mortal-v19 Chapter 1144 Light gold ball

After the pale gold pool was completely retracted by Mo Wuji, the surrounding space suddenly collapsed, and the body shape flashed out.

It was only half a day, and Mo Wuji stopped again.

With the cultivation of his Eucharist, the surrounding area has no influence on him. The reason why he stopped, it is because in a huge depth, there is a basketball-sized pale gold sphere that is slowly rising.

The richness of the pale gold **** aura flows from the surface of the sphere, wrong, it is not the gods, but the same as the vitality in the pool he took away, even deeper and purer. Not only that, but the rhyme of the sphere also contains a rich universe of vitality.

Mo Wuji almost wakes up in an instant. The reason why the golden pool has a pool of liquid is because of this golden gold sphere. If you don't take this thing away, he will take the pool away, and only the liquid in the pool will not regenerate in the future.

When I think of it, Mo Wuji can still resist it. He rushes directly to this slowly rising pale golden sphere, reaching out and grabbing the past, wanting to send this sphere into his mortal world.

But in the next moment, he couldn’t help but see the shocking expression. Even if he caught a planet, he was taken away by him, but he caught it on the sphere. This is only the basketball-sized pale gold sphere. Still rising at its own pace.

That hundreds of millions of smashing, falling on this basketball-sized sphere, is like tickle.

Mo Wuzhi is so hot that this kind of good thing can't be taken away by others anyway. If he can get it, he can continue to practice in the pale gold pool of the mortal world after he enters the quasi-holy.

He followed the golden sphere and rose, while constantly depicting the formations around the pale gold sphere.

As soon as the sphere stops moving, he evokes a large shift, and no matter how much it costs, he will involve the sphere in his mortal world. The value of this thing will never be worse than any treasure, and it will be related to the cultivation after his quasi-holy.

No matter how unscrupulous it is to hide the breath of this pale golden sphere, this breath is still leaked out. Only in the past day, a shadow of rapidity rushed to this huge gully.

The unscrupulous **** thoughts have long noticed the surroundings. When the shadow rushes in, he knows that the other party is robbing this pale gold ball.

Don't say that this pale gold ball can't move at all. Even if it is moving, this moment has been locked by his pattern. Even if it is a saint, you can't take it for the first time. Therefore, Mo Wuji was prepared to wait for the other party to miss the attack and immediately attacked.

A terrible murderous swept through, and Wu Wuji did not think that it was a punch, and the magical cracked boxing.

He did not think that after this shadow came here, the first thing was not to steal the treasure, but to start with him.

The only possibility is that the shadow is very clear that he can't take it away.

He did not sneak into the other side, but was attacked by the other side once, which made Mo Wuji depressed.

"Boom!" Mo Wuji's cracking field boxing was actually torn under the other side's sudden attack, and a fierce murderous tore ruined Mo Wuji's cracked field fist and directly rushed to the unscrupulous sea of ​​knowledge.

Under the circumstances that Mo Wuji did not expect, the murderous murder entered the sea of ​​unscrupulous and turned into a substantial blade.

There is no rule of rhythm, this blade is like a crack in a planet. Everything that is in front of this blade will be smashed by this blade.

Originally suspended in the real spirit of the sea of ​​purple sea, Mo Wuzhi, rolled up a chapter of Luoshu sacrifice, while grabbing the Kunwu sword and smashed the past.

"Hey!" Two gods attacked the unscrupulous knowledge of the sea and burst into tears. Mo Wuji felt that his own knowledge of the sea was squeaking and was to be cut. The gods who had entered the sea without any knowledge of the sea were torn by the gods, and some of the points were also blocked by Luoshu. The roar of the sea has finally calmed down, and the purple lake has also stabilized.

Mo Wuji took a breath of cold air, and the back was cold sweat.

If he did not condense the real **** before he was replaced, he could not stop this sneak attack, because he simply couldn’t come to sacrifice the book to protect the sea. What is he still once his sea of ​​knowledge is destroyed?

In the meantime, you should never use your own subjective guesses to judge the opponent's movements.

In the next moment, Luo Shu has been suspended in the body of Mo Wuji. His whirlpool field is merged with Luo Shu and he is surrounded by the group.

"The real god?" The man finally showed his figure. He was a man wearing a yellow shirt. He said with a shock, and he stared at Mo Wuji. "You are the second person I have met." It’s no wonder that the gods of the gods can block the blow I just made."

Mo Wuji is not only at this moment, Luoshu has protected the whole body space, that is, half a month of heavy squatting also falls into the hands. He looks at the yellow shirt man and said, "I don't know which one of the Eight Saints is?"

Unscrupulous cultivation is the perfection of the gods, that is, the quasi-sacred perfection, Mo Wuji and self-confidence will not be sneaked into their own knowledge of the sea, but almost killed him.

Therefore, Mo Wuji definitely believes that the other party must be a saint. Moreover, Mo Wuji still suspects that the other party looks physically intact, and in fact the other party has no flesh. If it is a sage who is physically instinct, he is perfect and not enough for the other party to attack.

"What are the eight great saints?" The yellow-shirted man sneered with disdain, and said to Mo Wuji, "You have a real god, but you want to play with me, you are not a grade. Not to mention you. Now that you have not entered the quasi-holy, that is, you have entered the quasi-holy, you are not my opponent. This thing is not something you can lick, let's go."

"Do not let this fart go." Mo Wuji's whirlpool of the whole body is turned into the essence, and the same half of the moon is the same as the rhyme.

This guy just sneaked into him, that is, the other party has to go, he will not easily give up. This is completely different from the scene where he had let go of the Yellow River.

"Ha ha ha ha..." The yellow-shirted man laughed for a while, and then pointed out that Mo Wuji said, "I need to escape if I grow up? If you don't know how to lift, then go to hell..."

A magnificent picture of Hong Hao was sacrificed, and the rhythm of the rolling universe was crushed. Mo Wuji immediately felt that the rules of the space around him no longer operated for him, even if his rhyme was running to the extreme, the rules of the surrounding space were all changed.

The four huge gold characters of the "God of the Gods" are looming from the corners of the picture, and then rolled toward the middle. The surrounding rules are not related to Mo Wuji, that is, the four words are also turned into vast expanses, and they directly rushed to Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji snorted, if there is no treasure, he does not want to be in the realm of the gods, and desperately with each other. But the pale gold sphere, he is determined to win, can you give this yellow shirt?

The surrounding space is controlled by the other party, and he does not need outside rules. Mo Wuji himself is the same as the rhyme circulation, the celestial world rules and rhymes are all blessed in the Mo Wuji body.

The same vast atmosphere was swept out by Mo Wuji. This vast atmosphere is not only complete in rules, but also has an imposing manner.

The space that was crushed to the unscrupulous, and the rules of the heavens and the earth that were not controlled by Mo Wuji, under the conflict of the rules of the mortal world, the space made a horrible crack.

At this moment, it is as if this world will be completely destroyed by the rules of the two.

The space is shaking and the rules are shaking!

"Hong Meng World?" Guangye Chang Zhen looked at Mo Wuji, and his sacred figure also paused. How is this possible, after Hongmeng breaks, where is the world of Hongmeng?

"Where are you coming from the world of Hongmeng? Why is it perfectly integrated with your own path?" Guangye Chang has no previous contempt and calmness.

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After this silvery mans, Mo Wuji slammed four fingers.

This is Mo Wuji's first four fingers in the battle for the first time in the battle. It is because the Huang Yi people are too strong, and one is because he does not want to have long night dreams, and then provoke strong enemies.

Here is a yellow man, so powerful, you can imagine how many horrible powers are hidden in the broken world.

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"Tong Ming, we are not going to wait like this. Because of this change, the position of the brothers of the brothers and the two brothers, Ji Li, and the three are not specific. They certainly can't find it here." Beyond the unusually broken valley, Huan said with some concern.

There was a problem with the positional ball given to Tongming. So far, only Huanzhen and Tongming have found it here, and Mo Wuji has not seen it at all.

(The perfect future of rebirth written by an old author, the number of words should be small, empty friends can take a look, like to collect.)