He had not yet reached the interior scene and could not project it.
However, just using its power is enough to create an overwhelming force.
Li Mo remained silent, enduring these two forces. Even with his strong physique, there were signs that he could not bear the burden.
He had only one goal in mind at this moment.
"Han Zhen!"
A huge disaster beast that was blocking the way ahead and had no time to dodge was smashed to pieces.
The golden light on his body disappeared, and he broke through the blood mist.
At this moment, all the totems around him were dimmed by the shadow above his head.
The battlefield fell silent.
The space in front of him suddenly became empty, because no enemy dared to stand in front of him. This aura alone was enough to scare those so-called warriors.
God?
God will die too.
When the gods who were omnipotent and in control of natural disasters in their eyes were blocked and killed, their faith collapsed.
I don't know who started to escape first.
But then it triggered a chain reaction, which led to the army's complete defeat.
"I didn't expect... that you could actually come to me."
"What kind of power is this..."
Han Zhen also felt his scalp tingling at this moment. He panicked for a moment and couldn't even maintain the dignity of a national teacher.
But he knew he couldn't escape.
Running away will only lead to faster death.
"But the blood sacrifice is not enough..."
The blood-red arm opened its big mouth strangely, squirming uncontrollably, and bit Han Zhen's abdomen.
Han Zhen's face turned pale.
One of his entrails was eaten.
He formed an ancient hand seal, and the bronze sacred tree behind him continued to collapse and disappear, while a blood shadow emerged from it.
Han Zhen held his arms to the sky in mid-air, with a sickly fanatical smile on his face:
"The Blood God gave me eternal life, what can you use to kill me?!"
"I am the Grand Master of the Shang Dynasty! And you...are a guard of the imperial mausoleum..."
A terrifying and ancient aura is coming.
Thousands of blood-red colors gradually enveloped Han Zhen.
It was as if some existence was coming through him.
From somewhere in the dark, there was a gaze watching Li Mo with endless malice and greed.
"Great Shang Imperial Master?"
Li Mo looked straight ahead at the man who seemed to think that he was the master of heaven and earth, who once controlled the great way and was second only to himself and above everyone else.
He spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.
"Fuck you!"
Boom boom
The Panjie Meteorite Hammer let out an excited roar. The hammer treasure could finally hammer anything to its heart's content. It was like a whirlpool, swallowing up all the power that came.
"die!"
Han Zhen faced the hammer head-on, and every inch of his skin peeled off, revealing the flesh and blood underneath.
He no longer had the space to perform any secret techniques.
same.
For a short period of time, Li Mo could no longer use the invulnerable and indestructible golden light of glazed glass!
"As long as you can withstand this hammer..."
The blood shadow behind Han Zhen let out an agitated roar.
The abnormally strong arm swallowed up the boundless blood and energy, strangely separated from Han Zhen's shoulder, and grew endlessly.
Then it turned into layer upon layer of flesh cocoons, wrapping him layer by layer, forming a wriggling mass of flesh and blood as high as a city wall.
Li Mo will not stop, and it is impossible to stop.
Eighty has arrived as expected!
Why are the stars getting closer?
No, it's not that the stars are closer.
The sky is falling!
Heaven-shaking hammer!
The power of the military formation, the secret of the Qitian battle, the seven mysterious pills, the power of the world... are all concentrated on this hammer at this moment.
boom--
He rushed into the flesh and blood, and before him were countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Countless body parts seemed to have grown into bone roots rooted in the flesh and blood. There were even faces of people who had died not long ago, some of their enemies, and some of their comrades who had just fought with him.
After penetrating countless barriers of flesh and blood, his armor had been corroded beyond recognition, and his hands were eroded with large red marks, but he finally managed to break through it.
A muffled sound.
The huge cocoon of flesh and blood exploded, and a figure wrapped in blood shadow was shaken out in the air.
Han Zhen in mid-air still had a look of disbelief.
Li Mo was in a trance, and his mind overlapped with the divine will fighting against heaven and earth behind him, which obscured him.
The shadow of the Blood God behind Han Zhen was like dewdrops seeing the morning sun, and it evaporated completely.
"Blood Phoenix Spirit...Ancestral Spirit...Blood God...Save me!"
Han's fear was really meaningless.
His determination to restore his country was not firm. All he had was the ambition to make a comeback in the name of restoring his country, but all of this was shattered by this hammer.
The air on the battlefield seemed to freeze.
Han Zhen.
die!
Li Mo saw the other party disappear.
Finally, he couldn't stop the blackness in front of his eyes. He reluctantly took the hammer back, but he didn't dare to relax.
He accomplished the feat of taking the head of an army.
But he was still in the midst of the host.
There are wolves all around.
But now, Xiao Li can barely stand and can't even move a finger, let alone summon the somersault cloud.
......
PS: I could have updated it earlier, but last time a viewer complained that it was stuck at a critical part, so this time I stayed up all night and finished writing this part in one go.
My liver hurts, please recharge your phone.
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