MTL - Immortal Mortal-v19 Chapter 1122 Intimidation

The eighteen beads of Buddha in the hands of a great desertor are flourishing, and the whole person has grown tall from an irregular spherical shape.

Endless Buddha's light and rhythm, stirring around him. He did not suddenly attack the Mo Wuji, or he knew that even if he suddenly attacked, he would not be able to do nothing.

"Wait..." Desert Road Jun said to the other side of the Ming Dynasty Goddess, stopped the action of the desert.

The desert road nodded, and he did stop moving, but his eighteen beads of Buddha's radiance became more powerful. These Buddha light quickly spread the entire hall, not only locked in all the space of the hall, but also locked in Mo Wuji and Meng.

"Meng also, your big brother looks very good, even the niche is also proficient. Under the nose of our eyes, the layout of the void, the streak of the pattern to steal the polar ice of the desert, very powerful. "Ying Yue thumb up.

Then he said to Mo Wuji, "This Mo Daoyou, where did your virtual streak come from?"

When Mo Wuji did not have time to speak, he felt the endless Nesha rhyme infiltrated into the body. The temperament of horror ravages in his veins. It is conceivable that if he does not turn poisonous, these nirvana can turn him into broken sand in a short period of time.

It is a pity that there is no harm to the poisonous network. These Nessa breaths are swept away by Mo Wuji in the blink of an eye, sent to the poisonous network, and then reinvented.

Mo Wuji does not pay attention to these Nessa rhymes, and the Meng on one side is not so easy. Almost at the same time, Mo Wuji took all the Nesha rhymes through the poisoning of the poison. At the same time, Meng also issued a scream of screaming, "Mu brother, save me."

At this moment, Meng's shoes and trousers were all turned into sand on the ground, and even Meng's ankles were quickly invented.

Meng also was shocked in his heart. He knew that he had looked at his means of dealing with the rhythm of Nesha and looked down on the extent to which the desert was restored.

In his opinion, even if the desert is restored, it cannot be restored to a level much stronger than him. It seems that this is not the case at all. The desert king must have met a better chance than him, and he recovered faster than him. This is still the desert has not used the extremely iced bamboo. If the desert uses the extremely iced bamboo, I am afraid that he has no chance to fight back.

Mo Wuji swept his eyes and looked back. He looked at the desert road and said, "I am strange in the desert. It is not a fool to say that it is also a fool. The place where they hide their treasures is also hidden. How can they be Did you both discover?"

"Ha ha ha ha..." On the other side, the **** of the Ming Dynasty laughed and pointed at Mo Wuji. "I don't know your origin, although I don't know your origin, but I suggest you answer my question first, your void. Where did the gods learn? Don't think about escaping, because you can't escape at all."

"If you are escaped by a cockroach in this place, I don't have to sit in the position of the four kings in the desert..." The voice of the desert squad suddenly suddenly, and then he was surprised. "I said nothing." Not afraid, it can resist my Nisham magic..."

"Oh, it's really true." Ming Yue stunned, and then did not care about pointing to Meng also said, "Meng also, this is your Mo brother, you have been deserted, he does not seem to see ..."

"Who said that I want to escape?" Mo Wuji said faintly, "I still have something to take away, why should I escape?"

"Thank you for your brother." After Meng asked for helplessness, he felt inexplicably felt that the Nesha rhythm was taken away and then subsided. As for how these Nesha rhymes were swept away by Mo Wuji, he simply It is not clear.

At this moment, Meng is also jealous of the mystery of Mo Wuji. Originally he intended to use the ban to escape. Unexpectedly, Mo Wuji did not move his voice, and it was easy to go to his Nesha rhyme to make him safe and sound. This means...

"Are you okay?" Not only Mingyue, but the desert is also shocked to look at Meng. If it is a coincidence that Mo Wuji can deal with his Nesha, then he is unscrupulous and silent. Even if he does not realize it, he will turn the Nesha channel around him. This method is not simple. It is. Suddenly there was a bit of worry in his heart, and he could **** the iced bamboo from Mo Wuzhi.

There was some regret in the heart of the desert. He regretted that he should not wait until now. He should restore his knowledge of the sea and the spirits with the ice. Although the early use of the extremely iced bamboo is not perfect, it is much better than not being able to get anything.

"Haha..." This time it was the turn of Menghe, and he laughed. He also pointed his finger at the desert and Mingyue Road. "Mu Xiong Lianhuan saints also took it. You two are just a part of the monarch. Only the emperor, or a large number of robberies, the two quasi-sacred tribes that have not yet been restored can be compared with the Huansheng saints?"

"What are you talking about?" Ming Yue jumped up and stared at Mo Wuji with shock. "Do you really hold the glow?"

The desert was also shocked, and then he laughed. "Ming Yue, brother, why do you believe..."

After the words were not finished, the desert stopped, and then stared at the hands of Mo Wuji.

In the hands of Mo Wuji, clutching a skinny man, this man has a rusty shovel through it. Both the desert and the Mingyue know that this shovel is a seven-sword shovel.

Although the man's body rhythm is completely locked by Mo Wuji, the powerful sacred atmosphere can still be felt by the desert and Mingyue.

Ming Yue murmured to himself, "It’s really a sage, really..."

There was a panic in his eyes, and the sage's prestige was not to say, and Mo Wuji banned the saints, which was an unparalleled blow to his heart.

Maybe it's an ordinary person, there is no such blow. As a person with a god, it is not easy for Ming Yue to know a saint. It is him who sings Yue, if there is no accident, Eternal World can not enter the way of saints. Because it is too high, too difficult, too untouchable.

Nowadays, the powerful saint who can't touch in his heart is caught in the hands of Mo Wuji. What kind of impact is this?

Not just Mingyue, the desert is just as stagnant. Among the eight great saints, seven saints often banquets and banquets for the heroes of all parties. He did not know how many times he had seen it with the sages, so he recognized at a glance that he was stunned by the unscrupulous sage and did not lie to him.

"Revitalization of the Holy Spirit, is it really you?" After a full amount of time, the desert could not believe it.

Huanqi coughed twice, and the general mouth showed a bitter smile. "Da Mo, Ming Yue, I didn't expect you to fall into the hands of Mo Daoyou."

Huanzhen is very clear about Mo Wuji, although now that everything is banned by Mo Wuji, he still thinks that Mo Wuji is controlling the desert and Mingyue.

The desert and Mingyue took a breath of cold air. The two felt the scalp from blowing at this moment. What is the origin of this Mo brother? The two have no previous confidence.

"Huany, how is my spiritual medicine garden now?" Mo Wuji looked at the sorrow that he was caught in his hand, and asked faintly.

Huan was coughing twice. "Mo Daoyou is relieved, I take good care of it."

"That's good, maybe you will have a companion soon." Mo Wuji looked at the desert and Mingyue with a meaningful meaning, and one hand, Huanqi disappeared again, and was sent to the mortal by Mo Wuji. boundary.

Not only the desert and Mingyue are shocked, but Meng is also a heartbeat. He always wondered if Mo Wuji had no time to live in Huanhuan~www.novelbuddy.com~ Now he has no doubts. Huanzhen has been imprisoned in a world he does not know.

This is unscrupulous, it is really strong.

After Mo Wuji took up the glory, he said with a faint tone, "Deep desert, if you still don't take up your Nisham magical powers, don't blame me."

The cold war was frightened by the unscrupulous words. The hand of the desert’s subconscious hand was gone, and the surrounding rhythm of the Nirvana was disappeared without a trace.

The name of the sage is really terrible. When they were in full bloom, they were also ants in front of the saint.

Ming Yue also woke up from the shock. His disapproving appearance had disappeared. He changed his dignified expression and said to Mo Wuyi, "Mo Daoyou said that there is still something left, I don’t know. What?"

Mo Wuji said this before, but no matter whether it is desert or Mingyue, he did not put Mo Wuji’s words in his heart.

Nowadays, even the sages of Huanhuan are also shackled by Mo, and what they count in front of Mo Wuji. As for Meng, also called Mo Xiong, there is no more sudden.

Mo Wuji saw the two guys, but he said, "I still have a piece of interest next to the extremely iced bamboo. How did I see the piece of soil?"

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