MTL - I Became the Ancestor of the Villain-Chapter 642 I don't owe you anymore

  Chapter 642 I don't owe you anymore

   "No! Father, don't!" Mo frivolously stretched out his hand, trying to grab his father's dissipated soul.

   But that sense of powerlessness, even if he is now a demigod powerhouse, invincible in the world, cannot be reversed.

   "Crazy!" At this moment, Mo Yuntian's spirit also began to dissipate.

   "Grandpa, you also want to..." Mo frivolously shook his head.

"Grandpa has no face to live in the world. Your father has already told you what should be said. The choice is up to you. But grandpa really doesn't want to watch it anymore. Seeing you go further and further on an evil road .” Mo Yuntian looked kindly, and his body dissipated.

   "Old ancestor, Mo Yuntian, an unworthy descendant, is ashamed of his ancestors, so he apologizes with death!"

  The voice ended, and Mo Yuntian also disappeared between heaven and earth.

   "Ah-ah-"

   Mo frivolously roared to the sky almost crazily, the wind was strong.

   Relatives left one by one, using their lives to alert him.

   made him miserable.

   "It's all you! It's all you!" He pointed at Mo Fan, "Why did you save me? Why did you give me today!"

   "Isn't it good to let me die in the first place? Why did you make me suffer such pain?"

  Mo Qingkuang has entered a state of madness, and his emotions finally collapsed.

  He actually blamed Mo Fan for resurrecting him in the first place and leaving him in this world.

   "Yes! It's all his fault. If he hadn't resurrected you, you wouldn't have endured the pain of life and death in the world. Let's go, take him with you!" the devil emperor said to induce.

  I hope that Mo Qingkuang and Mo Fan will die together.

  Mo frivolously turned his head to look at him when he heard the words, that face was exactly the same as Mo Fan.

   "This is between me and him, it's not your turn to dictate!" Mo said frivolously and resentfully.

   "Do you think I was tempted to fall by your clumsy dissension? I just want to gain stronger power to prove myself."

   "Do you think, if he didn't destroy your life source, I would save you?"

  The Devil Emperor's expression froze.

  He thought he was taking advantage of Mo Qingkuang's **** psychology, but he didn't expect that Mo Qingkuang was also using them.

   Out of the sea, seven behemoths rush out, they are the seven emperors.

  They are not creatures from the Tianhan Continent. They were resisted by the law of heaven, and they were able to break through with great effort.

   Fortunately, there is no strongman from Penglai Xiandao guarding the crack.

   When he broke in and was about to make a killing, he saw such a stunned scene in front of him.

   "Is that Mo frivolous? What's wrong with him?" The seven emperors looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Do you think that after killing him, I won't deal with you? I want to be the savior! I want everyone to know, including him. I can do the same without him!" Mo frivolously gritted his teeth , almost overflowing with blood.

   "Now, I've changed my mind." Mo Qingkuang looked at Mo Fan again.

   "They all said that I owe you a lot, but I think it's nothing more than what I owed you for the life and the resurrection talisman at the beginning."

   "Now, I'll give it back to you!"

  Mo frivolous life source began to burn, and terrifying energy kept accumulating in his body.

  In the sky, a blood-colored gust of wind blew up, looking extremely bleak.

  In his body, endless blue divine brilliance bloomed, and when life was burning, Feng Bo's divine position was finally fully integrated with him.

   Now, Mo Qingkuang is the real Fengshen!

   "Frivolous, what do you want to do?" Mo Fan asked anxiously with an ominous premonition in his heart.

   "I will use my life to repay the grace of saving your life! I will use his life to repay the grace of your cultivation! You all look after me, Tianhan Continent, I saved it!" Mo's frivolous breath broke out, and he became a little incoherent.

  His figure slowly dissipated and disappeared into the strong wind.

   The wind is like blood, moving the heavens and the earth.

   At this moment, he truly merged into the world and became a god!

   "You're crazy!" The Devil Emperor felt frightened for the first time in his life.

  Mo Qingkuang actually broke through the Martial God Realm!

  Although it is at the cost of life, it will be brilliant in the end.

   But that is still a **** realm, even if it is a false **** realm, it is above him!

  The Devil Emperor wanted to escape.

  He felt the threat to his life. It was Mo frivolity who had gained power over him at the cost of his life.

  The Devil Emperor rushed to the bottom of the sea, he wanted to escape back to another world, avoid this lunatic Mo frivolous, and make a comeback in the future.

  If he stayed here, he might die at the hands of Mo Qingkuang.

  He has yet to complete the great cause of ruling Tianhan. He has counted for countless years and has not yet reached that level.

  He can't die!

   You can't die no matter what!

   "Don't try to run, you are dead!"

  In the blood-colored gust of wind, there was a god-like moan.

  That's Mo Frivolous finally sentenced!

   "God!" The seven different emperors exclaimed.

  The Devil Emperor's body was swept by the **** gust with almost no resistance.

  He wailed in pain, his body was obliterated bit by bit.

   Then reborn through powerful energy of demigod level

   was obliterated again.

   So back and forth.

  The pain of crushing and annihilating flesh and blood is unbearable.

   "How dare you!" The seven different emperors were horrified, Mo Qingkuang actually wanted to kill their god.

  Regardless of the consequences, the seven different emperors reunited and rushed towards the strong wind, trying to win a chance for their god.

   "It's up to you?" Mo frivolously shouted coldly, the gust of wind swept through, and the body of a huge demon **** in various colors was blown away.

   was broken up again.

  It's not that he doesn't want to destroy the seven different emperors by the way.

   But the strength of the devil emperor is too strong, only a thin line away from the true god.

  With the power of his pseudo-god realm, he couldn't form an absolute crush.

  His life source is not much left, he must concentrate all his strength to destroy the Devil Emperor.

   Don't waste an iota.

   As for the seven different emperors, who cares?

  Mo Fan was anxious and wanted to help, but he also felt that the **** gust of Mo frivolous incarnation was extremely resistant to him.

  Your own power can't be passed in at all!

  That is the god-level wind of annihilation, the real power of the wind god.

   Even if I am myself, I can't bear it.

  He couldn't disperse Mo's frivolous power.

  The Devil Emperor's wailing continued, flesh and blood were obliterated, regenerated, obliterated and regenerated.

   Until the end, only a skeleton remained, lingering in the wind.

   But not long after, that skeleton was also annihilated.

  Everyone saw that there was still a cloud of black mist being torn by the strong wind.

  No specific shape, no face, no limbs, no body.

   It was a cloud of black mist.

   That is the soul of the Devil Emperor.

  The black mist was torn apart by the strong wind and became smaller and smaller, and its breath became weaker and weaker.

  The **** gust of wind seemed to have reached the end of the scull, trembling a little.

   But it still didn't stop.

   "Hold on, don't be frivolous!"

   This is the prayer of all hearts.

  As long as Mo Qingkuang perseveres, he will be able to wipe out the Devil Emperor completely, so as to prevent future troubles.

  Without the Devil Emperor, the foreign race is a tiger without teeth, and can no longer pose a threat.

  They had already forgotten, and just now they hated Mo frivolously.

  Finally, Mo Qingkuang lived up to everyone's expectations.

  The violent wind dissipated, and along with it, the devil emperor's soul.

  The sky was clear again.

   As the breeze blew, Mo's frivolous voice sounded slowly: "I don't owe you any more."

  (end of this chapter)