Chapter 1750 The Final Battle

At this moment, the sea evil dragon suddenly exerted force, and the huge blue dragon body smashed into a corner of the South American continent. This huge sea evil dragon lay between the sea and the sky.

The head of the sea evil dragon is bigger than a mountain peak. When the sea evil dragon breaks through the sea and soars into the sky, the sapphire blue dragon pupils are like a torch that makes people tremble in the heart.

Ow! ! ! The sea evil dragon roared across the seven continents and four oceans, and screamed at Qinglong and Mo Fan in the air, stretched out a pair of blue dragon claws and pressed down on Qinglong's head.

When the sea dragon broke through the sea and pressed its claws, the space cracked inch by inch. The space in the magic world was still too fragile to withstand the full attack of the supreme emperor.

The earth was shattered and the sky was torn apart. No one knew how powerful the sea dragon's claws were when pressed down. Even the monsters of Emperor Shiyuan might be smashed to pieces by that huge and invincible force. Was killed by one move.

Mo Fan standing on Qinglong's head saw the huge black shadow approaching, he did not dodge, Mo Fan and Qinglong were in a state of assimilation, the two were connected in mind and power, regardless of each other.

Mo Fan suddenly shouted: "Magic Fusion - Qingtian Dragon Fist!"

With a loud bang, Mo Fan's dragon fist slammed into the sky, Mo Fan let out a long cry, and the demon totem exploded. All the totem beasts and his summoned beasts condensed on the fist, as if they had used a fierce fist to blast the sky, blasting at the sky Punch.

The power of the totem and the power of the summoned beast combined with magic turned into a fist at this moment. The fist was as huge as a dragon, and rushed towards the dragon claw of the sea evil dragon. Finally, with a loud bang, Mo Fan's dragon fist not only blocked the sea evil The dragon's claws also repelled the sea dragon.

At the moment when Mo Fan made a move, Zhaohua finally made a move. At this moment, the darkness of death gushed out from Zhaohua's body, and the power of death in him was so pure.

The death of countless years in the magic world is condensed from the fear of death, and what is more rooted in the hearts of creatures than belief in gods is the awe of death.

As death gushed out from Zhaohua's body, the theocratic consciousnesses Guigui and Zaizai beside him opened their eyes wide in an instant, and those dark pupils made people feel cold all over.

I saw endless darkness of death spewing out from the bottom of the sea, the abyss, and every inch of land. The places where creatures are buried are like the sources of death one by one.

When a creature dies, it will accumulate the power of death, which is the fundamental power for the birth of the undead.

The darkness of death spewing out from every inch of land is continuous and endless. After all, the magic world has existed for so long, and a large number of creatures die every day.

All the forces of death gushing out from the bottom of the sea, the abyss, and the land gathered instantly, and the gathered death rushed towards Zhaohua without end. Coupled with the power of death theocracy, a death vortex was formed!

"Hold on."

squeak! Yaaaa! ! ! Gui Gui and Zai Zai screamed like ghosts, and with a push of both hands, two rivers of death gushed out of the death vortex in an instant, and the river of death rolled towards Mo Fan and Qinglong.

For two days, the long river of death was like a chain, entangled Qinglong's body, even the thousands of miles of Qinglong could not escape the entanglement of the long river of death.

At this time, Zhaohua is somewhat similar to Wentai. He also wears a crown of death on his head, and his body is wrapped in darkness. With just his actions, he can let death come and condense the death power of the world.

In his realm of death, he dominates the life and death of all living things.

Just like what Sa Lang said in the ancient capital, he is the god of death!

Ho ho ho! ! Mo Fan and Qinglong are not just entangled by death. This is the power of death, the power that brings death to creatures. Even the dragon scales of Qinglong are exhausted and collapsed in an instant, and the dragon scales melt and become old.

Zhaohua is like a summoner, standing behind all the summoned beasts and directing the battle, it looks a bit elegant and natural, with a leisurely feeling.

"Mo Fan!"

"Brother Mo Fan!!"

Mu Ningxue and Ye Xinxia heard Qinglong's painful roar and fought regardless, planning to fly over to help Mo Fan out of trouble.

Mu Ningxue's Space Forbidden Spell was cast, and the space was broken in an instant, and Sha Yuan teleported in, appearing behind Mu Ningxue.

It turned out that Mo Fan left Sha Yuan to Mu Ningxue as his trump card!

Sha Yuan charged straight ahead, crashing into the sea dragon Leviathan.

Standing on Xuanwu's back, Ji Shaoan was not surprised to see Sha Yuan appearing, because Zhaohua expected Sha Yuan to stay to resist Ji Shaoan's black magic from the beginning, but he didn't expect Mu Ningxue to use it to hit Zhao Hua.

Although Sha Yuan is powerful, it also depends on the opponent. Sha Yuan's rampage can indeed distract Zhaohua from dealing with it, but I am afraid that Sha Yuan will be completely shattered under one blow.

Sha Yuan is just the pinnacle work of Forbidden Curse, not reaching the master level.

Sensing Sha Yuan's appearance, Zhao Hua just glanced away, his eyes showing an indifferent light.

Just like Mo Fanxie deification will become murderous, bloodthirsty, and crazy. Now that Zhaohua has fully integrated the death theocracy, his emotions have become unfeeling. In his heart at this moment, everything is not worth mentioning. Shayuan, the dead kings of all directions, and the witch queen of Manzhu Shahua are all dust and ants.

Even if Sha Yuan had kindness to the monster in the sea monster natural disaster, he would not hesitate to use magic to crush it. At this time, he is cold and heartless, and he is death.

【let me! 】

Seeing the words on Ji Shao'an's small drawing book, even the corners of Zhaohua's mouth could not help but slightly rise, and he immediately withdrew his eyes and continued to concentrate on dealing with Mo Fan and Qinglong.

Regardless of how powerful he is now, there are moments when Zhaohua's body can't bear it, that is, when his body bursts to death in an instant, even the strength of a bugman is too late.

Ji Shao is not too polite, isn't it Shayuan? The ancient king didn't only create Shayuan and the Great Wall, but also the endless ghost city where ghost soldiers are stored.

With a piercing sound, Ji Shaohan hid the endless ghost city in the subspace above the clouds earlier in the morning, and was dragged by Mu Yao like a meteorite.

Boom! ! ! The endless ghost city like a small city crashes directly into the evil abyss.

Boom boom boom! ! ! The white palace in the Shayuan has become the Undead and Curse Department of Mo Fan's black magic system together with the evil temple. It is no longer in the Shayuan. The inside of the Shayuan is now more like an ancient battlefield, a large open space .

The impact of two continents that look like small cities colliding can be imagined.

Seeing that Gu Suoyu, one of the former dead kings of all directions, betrayed the king, the Queen of Jiuyou pointed at herself with a bone spear, and couldn't help shouting: "You traitor!"

Gu Suoyu sneered and said: "It's useless to talk too much. What was right and wrong in the past is no longer important. Everyone's position is different."

Oh oh oh! ! The King of Death from All Directions, the Pyramid Undead, and the Empress Manzhu Shahua controlled the endless dark plants and rushed like crazy.