He didn't put Chu Mo in his eyes, but why did Chu Mo put him in his eyes
If a powerful magic weapon can kill him, how will the celestial monks in the realm of the 40,000 great ancestors... die without regret
In Chu Mo's hand, a bloody battle ax suddenly appeared.
With cold eyes, he raised his battle ax and struck at the magic weapon. Every movement of his seems to be slowed down hundreds of times, so that everyone can see quite clearly. But looking at it clearly, it doesn't make any sense at all.
Those celestial beings, including Moran, unexpectedly all of them were following Chu Mo's time.
In other words, they didn't think Chu Mo was slow, but thought... that's how it should be!
Of course, this feeling was only a matter of a moment, and soon, they realized that something was wrong. Immediately reacted and came back to God.
Moran even had an urge to attack Chu Mo, but he still held back.
Because it's too late!
bang!
Outside the boundary wall of the Pangu world, in the endless void, there was a loud bang.
A ray of light suddenly lit up like a brilliant sun, making it impossible to look directly at it. That loud noise also shocked people's hearts to the point where it cannot be added!
Mo Ran made a direct move, drawing a barrier to separate the army of millions of celestial monks behind him from the voice.
Otherwise, with just this loud noise, at least one tenth of the monks in the Supreme Realm would be severely injured!
The indifferent face became serious. He found that the white-haired man in front of him was not as easy to deal with as he imagined!
The magic weapon of the world lord was directly smashed into pieces by the Pangu axe!
The world lord also let out a wow, spewing out a big mouthful of blood, and his whole body trembled.
He quickly adjusted and continued to attack Chu Mo, because he said that he would go back with Chu Mo's head. Although the magic weapon was shattered, he didn't think he had no chance at all.
He also didn't think that there was no price for Chu Mo to smash his magic weapon with one axe.
His consumption... must be huge!
With such thoughts in mind, this celestial cultivator in the realm of the world lord still charged towards Chu Mo bravely, and his hand... formed a huge sharp knife!
The sharpness of that knife is hard to find in the world!
This is his real killer move!
That magic weapon is just something used to conceal people's eyes and ears!
Of course, if the magic weapon can work, it will be the best. In these endless years, this world lord has really never used his real ultimate move. Because in every battle, the magic weapon alone is enough to cut off the opponent's head.
Therefore, his sudden blow was so fierce.
Let the group of celestial monks in the rear be agitated.
"Unexpectedly, Jiezhu Cao's real killing move is not that magic weapon?"
"It's really treacherous! However, we celestial monks are too upright, and we need this kind of treachery to deal with despicable and shameless humans!"
"What treachery, it's called wisdom! This is the wisdom of battle! If you don't die on the battlefield, you die or you live. The word treacherous is not suitable to describe our people!"
"The real killing blow of Lord Cao turned out to be his hand, hahaha, it seems that Chu Mo... will definitely die this time!"
"It's just a God who has just formed a big sky... Tsk tsk, saying that Pan Gu's world is a big sky, isn't it a bit flattering him? Such a place is only a little bit bigger than our Three Thousand Worlds, right? "
"That is, they don't even have a realm under their jurisdiction. In the entire Pangu world, there is only one poor God, and it's still the kind that doesn't have God's order... Hahaha, they don't even have a realm master. Such a place, where is the confidence?" Do it right with our four heavens?"
"Now there are two big heavens, Nan Wutian and Xiaoyaotian, they are already cowardly and scared. They have already withdrawn."
A group of celestial monks, after seeing such a blow from the world lord, all felt that they had a bottom line in their hearts, and felt that it was right.
Because of such an attack, if it were them, there would be no possibility to dodge it.
They couldn't avoid it, so how could that poor white-haired God be able to avoid it
Whether it is human beings or heavenly beings, they all have one thing in common. They usually only choose to see what they want to see and believe what they want to believe. As for what they don't like... they can all pretend to be deaf and dumb!
Only, this is fighting!
It doesn't make any sense to pretend to be deaf and dumb!
This is a real war, and any underestimation of the enemy may lead to catastrophic defeat.
The Cao Jiezhu, just when his body froze slightly, Chu Mo's counterattack had already been launched.
In those days when people breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed and chatted with each other, or teased Chu Mo, Chu Mo's attack had actually arrived.
There are only a few celestial monks, such as Mo Ran, and most of the tens of thousands of celestial monks in the realm of the Great Ancestor, their expressions froze instantly!
Everything became extremely dignified!
Because even they could only see a faint blood-colored light, which lit up from the void over there. Disappeared quickly again.
Then, at this time, they saw that Lord Cao had already attacked Chu Mo.
His hand, which turned into an infinitely sharp knife, has also reached in front of Chu Mo. It seems that the next moment, they will see the picture of Chu Mo's head flying high.
But actually
Of course not!
The one whose head really flew high was their Lord Cao!
Even Realm Lord Cao himself, when his head was cut off and moved away from his body, his face was full of ferocious expressions.
It was a ferocity that was about to cut off other people's heads!
Even when his head had been flying high and there was a long distance between him and his body, the expression on his face did not change in any way. Obviously, he still didn't realize that his head had been chopped off!
Boom!
Chu Mo kicked fiercely on the headless corpse of Lord Cao, kicking his corpse to pieces!
The hero's endless energy, like a group of snakes dancing wildly, directly rushed towards the entire universe in all directions.
Until this moment, Jiezhu Cao's head seemed to realize something. Just as he showed a shocked expression, he saw a bloody battle ax in his pupils... getting bigger and bigger.
Click!
Chu Mo's ax directly split the head of Lord Cao into two halves again.
That kind of endless Dao and Dharma wiped out all the vitality of Lord Cao in an instant.
It is very difficult for a creature in the realm of the Great Ancestor to die completely, but it is also very easy!
It's like an opponent of the same realm, with oppressive Taoism and law, then, in many cases, it takes an instant to kill the opponent.
Moreover, the so-called kill is a complete kill!
No matter how many backhands you leave at this time, no matter how many layouts you have in this world, it is actually useless. Under the obliteration of the Tao and the law, all the layouts and backhands will collapse completely at almost the same time!
Even if there are very few who can escape, they have almost lost all spirituality and lost all memory. In the end, only a muddled creature could be born. Perhaps, after countless calamities, only a little bit of the memory of the past will be restored. But those memories are all fragmented, like a dream. Very unreal.
This is the battle between top creatures, extremely cruel!
Once defeated, it is almost dead!
There is no second way.
Therefore, Jiezhu Cao died, and he died very simply. But before he died, he didn't feel too much pain. Because until the moment of his death, he didn't believe that he would lose.
The indifferent face was extremely ugly.
Lord Cao's defeat... It was simply too easy!
He seemed to be extremely powerful, but in fact, he failed to cause any trouble to Chu Mo.
On the other hand, Chu Mo's aura became inexplicably stronger because of this kill.
Mo Ran knows that on this kind of battlefield, the more people killed, the greater the consumption seems to be, but in fact, the momentum is more and more sufficient!
A creature at the level of Dazu, as long as he is given a little chance, he can definitely come back. Because he can absorb unimaginable energy from this vast and endless universe anytime, anywhere to strengthen himself!
Even at critical moments, they can extract blood essence from their descendants, and the speed of recovery is even faster!
It is faster than any cultivation speed in this world!
This is not an evil technique, and it is completely different from the descendants of those Taishang ancestors in the passage world in the past. Because if a great ancestor can be forced to this point, then the entire ethnic group of this great ancestor is only one step away from extinction.
Otherwise, the same result!
The defeat of Lord Cao completely froze the expressions on the faces of the group of celestial cultivators who were still in high spirits just now. Their appearance at the moment is very interesting, like a group of ignorant bumpkins who were being slapped Slapped in the face, then stood there, looking at a loss.
What a shame!
Moran didn't even need to look back, there was a feeling of wanting to cover his face.
In fact, why wasn't he himself like this just now? Why didn't he firmly believe in Lord Cao, who could bring some trauma to Chu Mo
Only now... there is only one sigh left.
Afterwards, Mo Ran returned to his indifferent face, and he said in a deep voice, "Who else is willing to fight him?"
At this time, a tall and strong man rushed out directly.
Not jumping out, but rushing out!
He didn't even respond to Moran, and directly killed Chu Mo!
Among the celestial monks in the realm of the Great Ancestor, there was a murmur of discussion.
"It's Xiaocao World Master."
"It's Xiao Cao... His brother was killed, of course he's going to take revenge."
"Xiao Cao's Reincarnation Fist is quite amazing, maybe it can create a little miracle?"
"Hey, I don't want to create any miracles, as long as, as long as I don't continue like this and can't cause harm to the other party, I'm satisfied."
"You are too pessimistic."
This time, none of the millions of celestial monks who were in the highest realm dared to express an optimistic view. They fell silent collectively.