Snap——
The next moment, lightning leaped up and hit Li Mo on the back.
Destructive lightning spread across his body, and every inch of flesh and blood was reborn in destruction. The world in front of him lost its color and turned completely pure white. Li Mo could no longer feel the pain at this time.
But he still knew that his body was constantly being torn and repaired.
There seems to be a certain balance, and once the balance is broken, the body will collapse.
It was the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts and his body that was comparable to a famous weapon that helped him to barely maintain this balance, otherwise he would have had no choice but to use his Vajra Indestructibility.
He opened his eyes.
But in front of me, in the whiteness, a pair of silver eyes opened.
The heavenly tribulation was borne by both of them.
Ying Bing then had the space to take advantage of his situation.
The void vibrates, Shenxiao has no form, the divine sword has no self, but the person who holds the divine sword and controls Shenxiao has a soft light in his eyes that never wavers.
At this moment, all the barriers of flesh and blood shrank.
The old man's figure emerged from it, his body covered with lumps of flesh and blood, his eyes were cold and bloodshot, and his chest suddenly began to move.
A dark blue arm suddenly tore through his chest and came out. It was covered with dark blue blood vessels. It was dry but gave people a strange sense of strength. There was also a mouth full of sharp teeth on the palm.
“Not… decent… at all…”
After saying this, the old man had lost his self-awareness and instead seemed like a bag of skin carrying this arm.
In a flash, Li Mo saw the appearance of the arm clearly.
Is it the one in southern Xinjiang?
No, it doesn’t seem so. That was just the right hand, and this one... is the left hand?
Bang!
The tip of the sword that was wrapped in the heavenly calamity collided with the fist, and the cave shook violently as if it would collapse at any time.
Ying Bing turned around like a retreating flying cloud, and the terrifying forceful impact was eliminated by the flowing Brahma Light and Colorful Clothes on her body.
She frowned and looked at the arm, and did not make another move for a while.
"The owner of this arm must have reached an incredible level of physical fitness when he was alive."
Li Mo saw it clearly.
Even his physique could not withstand Bingtuozi's sword, but the dark blue fist was completely intact, without even a faint white mark.
There seemed to be other scars on the arms, each of which retained a terrifying aura of divine will. It was unknown what kind of existence had left them.
puff--
The dark blue arm suddenly emerged from the old man's body.
Li Mo's body tensed up, and the other party did not attack them, but flew in front of Gu Wuhen of Yin Yang Hall. In the latter's horrified eyes, he broke open his chest and got in.
The scene is a bit inappropriate for children.
"What are you doing? Are you being so open-hearted to your own people again?"
Li Mo was slightly stunned, and suddenly he was startled.
The other party seemed to want to retreat.
and?
When did the calamity in the sky disappear?
Above the heavens, a figure stood there at some point in time.
At first glance, the other party seemed to have no aura, but later he realized that the other party's aura had long since merged with the world. His face looked old, and thunder was rumbling around him, but it was all suppressed because of his existence.
The old man's eyes were sharp and majestic. He stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the cave, like Thor casting his gaze from outside an ant's nest.
"It's the Zhang Xuan from the Yunmeng Underground Palace..."
Li Mo knew why the other party suddenly wanted to escape.
but.....
Good news, the opponent is a strong man from Dayu.
Bad news, it is still unclear whether this Zhang Xuan is an enemy or a friend.
"Little girl, your activating of the Heavenly Punishment Sword just now reminded me of an old friend, but..."
Gan Gong looked at the sword in her hand, his eyes reminiscing, but he shook his head:
"She's not as good as you."
The voice and the thunder sounded at the same time.
At this time, Gu Wuhen, whose body was penetrated by the arm, had turned around and fled frantically in the direction he came from. Many demon-summoning cultists also fled in all directions the moment they saw Gan Gong.
This is the seventh realm in its heyday, a powerful saint who controls the way of heavenly tribulation.
No one has the courage to face it, and running away is just an instinct for survival.
Li Mo also pulled Ying Bing quickly upwards and out of the cave.
A flash of lightning flashed and came towards us.
It was a snake spear. Wherever it passed, chaos was broken and all things were annihilated, like the first ray of light when the world was created.
This spear is more than that.
Li Mo's understanding of martial arts only goes so far. The rest is beyond his imagination. If he has to describe it, the fourth heavenly tribulation just now is not even one percent or one thousandth of it. They are incomparable.
Fortunately, the spear was not coming towards them, but just passed by them.
The cave suddenly became a desperate prison with boiling thunder.
I don’t know if anyone from the Blood Refining Hall will survive, or if the arm will be destroyed by the natural disaster.
"Master the Profound Realm..."
Li Mo was struck by lightning for a long time before his soul seemed to return to his body.
"Very good!"
Murong Xiao, who was guarding the ruins, suddenly looked up and ran over.
"Brother Murong!" Xiao Qin wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
Crackling.
The remaining heavenly tribulation burned Murong Xiaolei to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside. He opened his mouth and smoke came out:
"Anyway, I hope you're okay, Brother Li."
"Fortunately, Junior Sister Ying attracted that powerful master."
Xiao Qin sat on the ground, his whole body aching and he couldn't even stand up.
He didn't know that Li Mo could hide in the small world at any time, and felt like he had survived a calamity.
"Master, I'm fine. These guys are my comrades who worked with me to destroy this hideout."
At this time, Zhao Jing led a middle-aged man over.
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