What's more, he has already destroyed the Taoist sect, and the Taoist ancestor in the divine world will certainly not let it go.

If he doesn't rely on Wei Xiang, does he expect the Divine Court to support justice for him?

"I'm not interested in the Master of the Servant God Temple. She's right here. Come and capture her if you have the guts."

"you--"

Mo Lin widened his eyes. He never thought that Li Lingge would actually refuse the conditions given by the God.

If the Lord of the Temple of Servant Gods is not interested, what is Li Lingge interested in?

"Do you know what you are doing? You are making an enemy of the Divine Court!"

"Alright." Wei Xiang interrupted Mo Lin and looked at the token. "Let Siming come out. You are not qualified to make me take action."

"Do you still think you are the God Slayer you once were?"

As soon as Mo Lin finished speaking, a powerful pressure instantly enveloped him.

The God-Slaying Tower behind Wei Xiang suddenly released a brilliant light, shaking the entire world.

Every inch of the tower was engraved with ancient and obscure runes. At this moment, those runes began to wriggle like living things, emitting a heart-pounding breath of death.

"town!"

With Wei Xiang's clear shout, the terrifying divine weapon that had caused the death of countless gods shook violently, turning into a black stream of light that tore through the sky and earth, and crushed towards where Mo Lin was.

Wherever it passed, space collapsed inch by inch, revealing the chaotic nothingness behind it.

Mo Lin's pupils suddenly shrank and the hairs on his body stood on end.

He originally thought that with his cultivation level of half a step to the divine realm, he would be more than enough to deal with Wei Xiang who had lost his divine power. However, when he faced the pressure of the God-killing Tower, he realized how wrong he was.

Even before the black pagoda approached him, the terrifying feeling of oppression had already caused the flow of spiritual energy in his body to stagnate.

“Damn it!”

Mo Lin bit his tongue and forced himself to dispel the gripping fear.

He took out the purple gold token without hesitation, formed seals with his hands, and his voice became sharp with urgency.

"Respectfully ask the Lord God to grant me the Dharma!"

The token vibrated slightly, and a purple-gold beam of light descended from the sky, piercing through the sky.

The vast divine power like the ocean rushed into Mo Lin's body frantically, his robes fluttered, and his body was covered with mysterious patterns.

Those lines squirmed like living things, covering the entire body in the blink of an eye, forming a suit of purple-gold armor.

boom--

The God-killing Tower collided with the purple-gold light column with a loud bang.

The world lost its voice at this moment.

A dazzling light burst out, sweeping away all the clouds within a thousand miles.

The space at the center of the collision shattered like a mirror, revealing the distorted void behind it.

The terrifying shock wave spread out in a circular pattern, and dozens of mountains below were silently reduced to dust. The rivers were cut off, and the earth cracked into bottomless ravines.

Mo Lin's armor groaned under the heavy burden, but he laughed wildly.

"After all, you are no longer the God Slayer you once were! How much power can this God Slayer Tower exert in your hands?"

Wei Xiang's face turned slightly pale, and the seals of her hands kept changing. Each gesture resonated with the laws of heaven and earth.

"Killing you is enough."

The God-Slaying Tower suddenly began to spin, and a dark vortex opened at the bottom of the tower.

Countless shrill howls came from the vortex, as if the wronged souls of thousands of gods were wailing.

A beam of light composed purely of the breath of death shot out from the vortex, and everything withered wherever it passed.

"Netherworld Death Ray?!"

Mo Lin's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly clasped his hands together, and the power of the god in his body surged wildly.

"Nine Heavens Divine Gang!"

The purple-gold divine power formed a giant shield in front of him, which was engraved with mysterious runes. The death beam hit the giant shield, making a teeth-grinding corrosion sound.

The runes on the shield went out one after another, and Mo Lin's body became gradually hunched. The surrounding air was squeezed by the two forces and cracks appeared in the void.

Snap——

The first crack appeared on the giant shield, and then spread like a spider web.

Mo Lin's eyes were bloodshot, and at this moment he could feel that death was so close to him.

"Please invite the God to descend to the world!"

If the Lord of Destiny did not show up, he would probably die here today.

The next moment, a long sigh came from above the sky.

A blurry shadow appeared behind Mo Lin. The shadow wore a crown and was covered with stars. Its mere existence distorted the surrounding space.

The phantom raised his hand and a ray of starlight came across time and space and injected into Mo Lin's body.

The armor on his body suddenly shone brightly, and a pair of purple-gold wings spread out behind him. His aura instantly increased several times.

Sima Ming Fashang stared at Wei Xiang standing in front of him and the God-Slaying Tower floating in the air, and couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart.

Too many gods had died at Wei Xiang's hands, and he didn't dare gamble on the possibility that he would be the next...

Therefore, before he knows Wei Xiang's strength clearly, his true body will never appear easily.

The power of Dharma rushed into his body, and Mo Lin suddenly grinned.

"No one can stop me from entering the divine realm!"

Wei Xiang is his stepping stone to enter the divine world, so he must take Wei Xiang back to the divine court.

Mo Lin soared into the sky with a wild laugh, his wings of light spread out to a hundred feet, and every flap of his wings set off a devastating storm.

Wei Xiang's eyes were solemn, and he formed seals with his hands even faster.

All the runes on the God-Slaying Tower lit up, and the tower doors opened at the same time, with each floor spewing out beams of light of different colors.

Beams of light intertwined in the air, turning into a net of destruction that enveloped Mo Lin.

"An ant trying to shake a tree!"

Mo Linguang closed his wings and turned into a purple-gold meteor, crashing directly into the net of destruction.

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