Chapter 1632 What is that? Why is it so ugly?

"The realm of the severe period, the strength of the Immortal Lord of the Ten Thousand Worlds? Are you dreaming? You still say that your mission failed, are you trying to find excuses for me?"

The look in Mo's eyes when he looked at the black-clothed skeleton was already murderous.

Mo, a lich king who has lived for ten thousand years, a high-level Immortal Lord of the Ten Thousand Worlds.

Even if there are strong people who surpass the high-level Immortal Lord of the Ten Thousand Worlds, they may not be his opponents.

"My lord, I am not lying. That human is really only at the severe period. I was beaten to pieces by him before. Look, the wound is still here."

The black-clothed skeleton was afraid that Mo didn't believe him, so he immediately showed the wound.

Mo took a look at the wound of the black-clothed skeleton, and it was indeed the same as before.

"The supreme law of fire? Humph, even if you have the supreme law of fire, what's the use? Today I must let you know that if you offend me, you will die."

Moro turned and left, looking at the black-clothed skeleton stupidly.

"Sir, that human's strength is very terrifying, you must be careful, otherwise you will definitely suffer."

The black-clothed skeleton saw that Moro didn't believe him, and immediately said to Moro.

"Okay, I know what to do, you are just my subordinate, don't worry so much."

Moro said to the black-clothed skeleton.

The black-clothed skeleton stopped talking immediately after hearing this. He was Moro's subordinate, so of course he had no power to control Moro.

Even his life was in Moro's hands. If Moro wanted his life, he could only be killed by Moro.

"You really don't know how to appreciate kindness. I hope you can be killed by that human."

The black-clothed skeleton cursed Mo Gan.

Mo Gan didn't know that the black-clothed skeleton cursed him. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

There were so many people who hated him, and he didn't care about the black-clothed skeleton at all.

"A human who can kill the powerful master of the Ten Thousand Immortals with the cultivation of the heavy period must have a very terrifying talent. If I can get his body, how much stronger will I be?"

Mo Gan's eyes flashed with a gleam of light.

He knew that the black-clothed skeleton would not lie to him, so when the black-clothed skeleton said that Tang Chen had the cultivation of the heavy period and could kill the powerful master of the Ten Thousand Immortals, Mo Gan believed it.

The reason why he showed a look of disbelief was that he didn't want the black-clothed skeleton to ask for benefits from him.

The black-clothed skeleton is his subordinate. If he takes Tang Chen down, the black-clothed skeleton will definitely ask for benefits from him.

He didn't want to give benefits to the black-clothed skeleton, so he looked unconvinced.

Even if he really takes Tang Chen down, he can't say that he doesn't want to be the person the black-clothed skeleton said, so he doesn't have to worry about the black-clothed skeleton asking for benefits from him.

Tang Chen didn't know that someone was thinking about him, and now he is still exploring inside, hoping to find traces of the inheritance of Emperor Fuxi.

"Strange, since this is the secret realm of Emperor Fuxi, there should be some of his inheritance."

"But apart from the Bagua formation, I don't seem to see anything about Emperor Fuxi."

"The inheritance won't be in the Bagua formation."

Tang Chen's idea is not impossible.

It has been such a long time since he entered the secret realm, and apart from the black-clothed skeleton, he has not seen anyone else.

Not to mention the inheritance of Emperor Fuxi, there is not a single hair of that.

"It shouldn't be, is there no inheritance of Emperor Fuxi here, but how to explain the Bagua formation?"

Tang Chen was a little confused, and had no idea what was going on.

"Boy, what are you looking for?"

Just as Tang Chen continued to move forward, a figure blocked his way.

"What is that? Why is it so ugly!"

Tang Chen took a look at Mo Xiao and immediately stepped back three or four steps.

Mo Xiao was really too ugly...

He looked like a mummy, with deep sunken eyes, a nose that had lost its function, and a mouth that looked more like a layer of skin.

No wonder Tang Chen was scared with such a look.

"Boy, you pissed me off."

Mo Xiao was angry.

What he hated most was that someone looked at him like this.

The black-clothed skeleton was quite stylish at first.

It was just because Mo Xiao was not happy with his skin that he made him look like a ghost.

"What if I pissed you off? Can you still eat me?"

Tang Chen said disdainfully.

"Go to hell!"

"Netherworld Ghost Claw!"

A dark claw rushed towards Tang Chen.

Tang Chen didn't even look at it, and slashed it with a sword.

Bang!

The Netherworld Ghost Claw Sword didn't even get within three meters of Tang Chen's body, and was directly chopped into pieces by Tang Chen's sword.

"Sure enough, you have the Supreme Law of the Fire System, but unfortunately, even if you have the Supreme Law of the Fire System, I can't save you."

Mo said, and took out something that looked like a plate.

The plate was very ugly, dark all over, and it also exuded a slight stench.

"You are the first person to see my world-destroying millstone, and you are the first person to die under my treasure. Of course, you will definitely not be the last one."

Mo said, and threw the plate into the air.

The plate swelled in the wind and soon became a millstone with a diameter of about ten meters.

"Is there such a disgusting magic weapon?"

Tang Chen is quite knowledgeable and has seen many magic weapons, but this is the first time he has seen such a disgusting millstone.

The dark black color on the surface of the World-Destroying Millstone is the trace of coagulated blood.

The stench is the smell of blood.

A lot of blood must have been used at the end to create this world-destroying millstone.

Tang Chen did not see any living creatures in this secret realm.

껩 just said that this world-destroying millstone was most likely made by 놆mo꺛 with his own blood.

"Quack, quack, a magic weapon doesn't matter whether it's disgusting or not. As long as it can kill people, it's a good magic weapon. Go and die!"

Mo Qian threw the world-destroying millstone out, trying to cover Tang Chen.

Tang Chen definitely didn't want to let such a disgusting thing touch him.

Before waiting for the World-Destroying Millstone to fall, Tang Chen faced him with the Tai'a Sword, and slashed at the World-Destroying Millstone with one strike.

Bang!

The invincible Tai'a sword was blocked this time.

Moreover, Tang Chen was ejected.

"Am I having an illusion? What kind of magic weapon is this that is so powerful?"

Tang Chen looked at the Tai'a sword in his hand in disbelief.

Whenever Tang Chen encounters any situation, he will pick up the Tai'a sword and rush straight at it. One sword can solve the problem.

Even if one sword can't solve it, at most it will only take a few more swords.

Who knew that this would happen this time.

"Suppression!"

Endless pressure came from behind the world-destroying millstone and hit Tang Chen's body all of a sudden.

"I didn't expect that this ghost magic weapon is quite good. It even has a suppressive function."

Tang Chen smiled.