Vol 8 Chapter 4825: : desperate

"what is this?"

Too slammed a spurt of blood, looking at the tall form of Ye Motou's head rising, his eyes filled with incredible: "This is the virtual shadow of Chaos Heavenly King, that is the chaos to the treasure, ninety-nine to a while? How is this possible? Rumors, Chaos Tianjun spent countless years of the stars, creating the chaos to the treasure, and later, Chaos Tianjun committed the sky, encountering the siege of countless gods, and eventually falling, but it is a kind of chaos Divine power is integrated into it. Anyone who wants to master this chaos will be rejected. Why is this baby controlled by him?"

In any case, Tai Cang is hard to believe. Ye Mo, an epoch of the eternal era, actually mastered the chaos to treasure.

As for Ye Mo, his eyes are very calm, his eyes are also very deep, no emotions, like real gods, abandoning all distractions.

When the Emperor Wuwu saw this scene, his eyes were full of incredible things. He couldn’t believe it at all. Ye Mo actually took control of Jiujiu. Although it was only the initial control, it still could be ushered in front of it. .

It should be known that the return of the ninety-nine is a chaotic treasure created by Chaos Heavenly King. The mystery is endless. Otherwise, it is impossible to resurrect her. If she can master the mystery, even her may not be able to kill Ye Mo.

"Too Cang, today's World War I will not die, so don't want to escape!"

Ye Mo is in the midst of the heart, the big hand slams out, and the time, the nine hundred and eighty-one door gods, all contained in this palm of Ye Mo, crazy outbreak.

A **** is terrible, but at the same time, all the bodies of the nine hundred and eighty-one are erupting. The illusion of the nine hundred and ninety-one is presented. Everyone will display the lifelong martial arts and gather them into a god. Pounced to the sky.

"It’s really mysterious to return to the ninety-nine. It’s a pity that I have only mastered it. The eighty-one gods are actually suppressing the source of the power of eighty-one. If I can absorb all these sources of power and turn them into urgent use, Simply invincible, is equivalent to the Chaos Heavenly King."

At the same time that Ye Mo Shi exhibited ninety-nine, he felt that this was awesome. However, he is still at the beginning of his grasp. A chaos is a treasure, and it takes a lot of energy to study thoroughly. This is chaotic treasure, not ordinary. Baby.

"There are so many gods in one breath!"

Although Tai Cang was hit hard, but the breath was still tyrannical, he slammed, and the **** of war was once again rushed out, holding the shield in both hands, directly resisting the past, the 81-door god, constantly bombarding, hitting him Xingyu lost the season.

In the end, I finally couldn't resist it. The two shields collapsed instantly. His **** of war and soul collapsed again. The clothes on his body were also broken by the earthquake. There was still a little bit of the gods and gods.

Hey!

Too pale and straight, his eyes are cruel and inconspicuous, said: "Chaos to treasure, want to mobilize, it takes a lot of chaos, your **** of war has dimmed, it seems that you can not maintain, and I The soul of the gods is never broken."

boom!

Between the words, the **** of the gods is behind him, and he straightens up again. It seems that there is something baby, so that he can continue to maintain the chaos power. The gods of the gods and the hands of the hands become palms, one hand into a fist, once again against Ye Mo beat to the past .

Nowadays, he wants to consume Ye Mo's power. When Ye Mo's power is exhausted, he can no longer maintain the spirit of the gods. Even if he tries to spur the ninety-nine, he will only be killed by him.

Once he kills Ye Mo, he can not only capture the dragon soul from him, but also capture the chaos.

His strength, constantly rushing, directly into the ninety-nine return to the squad, suddenly tearing, no matter what the virtual shadow of the warrior, stimulating what god, was smashed by his tear.

He has already felt that Ye Mo’s strength is weakening, and he still maintains its peak.

"I want to see, how do you resist!"

Under the age of Tai Cang, it truly shows the essence of the monks in the Tianshen world. Even if it is in a weak position, it will directly make up for this weakness. It is an ordinary person and has long since lost.

At this moment, even Ye Mo's face became dignified. I didn't think that this power of the Cang was so majestic, it was almost impossible to die, and almost no one was hit hard, and it was able to recover.

It is him, if the **** of war is really broken, he wants to re-aggregate, it is almost impossible.

"bad!"

At this time, Baihe Yi, Jun Wudao, Qingxiezi and others also rushed along the traces, seeing too rushing to Ye Mo, one by one changed color.

As for the different emperors, the eyes are full of smiles, although Ye Mo has mastered the ninety-nine, but with his current heritage ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ simply can not last too long, but it is too pale, is true The son of the Son of Heaven is the son of a great figure in the gods. If even a warrior of an eternal era can't deal with it, it will definitely be a shame.

Seeing that too pale is forced to come over, Ye Mo’s look is still calm. He knows that now is the time when he is really desperate. If he does not kill too Cang, too Cang will kill him.

Therefore, he can't go back, and he can't leave any flaws.

At the same time, his whole person was also madly drilling into the law of ninety-nine. What he has to do now is to truly combine the eighty-one gods to form a powerful means.

Nowadays, the law of ninety-nine has been activated, and the eighty-one gods have not played much role. Only fusion is their final destination.

The so-called ninety-nine one, nine hundred and eighty-one gods, and ultimately, they must be integrated.

"Dead!"

Among the eyes of Tai Cang, it was full of killing intentions, shouting again, fighting with both hands, numerous fist shadows and palms, covering all the voids and preventing Ye Mo from fleeing.

His own strength is also promoted to the extreme, the **** of the gods release the glowing light, shining the whole star.

However, at this most critical time, Ye Mo’s eyes also bloomed in economics and trade. His whole person stood like a chaotic heavenly king, his hands were closed, and the virtual shadow of his body was flashing in his body, various bodies. The road was hit on his body, but in the end it was merged with him.

Time, the powerful law of heaven, rises from his body, and the entire seat of the ninety-nine, began to continually shake, and his palm shadow and boxing shadow collapsed directly.

The law of heaven is directly integrated into the punch of Ye Mo, directly bombarded, and chaos is a punch!

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