The half-section of Black Dragon that was condensed from National Fortune and the resentment of all people has no entity at all, only endless evil spirits and curses.
In Li Fuguo's opinion, this thing is the most poisonous Crane's Top Red in the world. Even if it is a high-level god, if it touches even the slightest bit of it, Golden Body will rot and fall from the altar.
However, all things in the world are interdependent, and this Sin Dragon is both poison and food.
Fang Mo has never been a person who plays his cards according to common sense.
His stomach contains another God King's Greed Law--[Rotten Sac Returning to Truth]. There is only enough food in this world, and there is nothing that cannot be eaten.
Black Dragon dived so fiercely that the moment it crashed into Chaos Maw, it didn't cause any waves.
Great Sound Is Silent.
That terrifying Grudge Power, which is enough to curse millions of creatures, when it touches Stomach Sac Law was forcibly dismantled in the blink of an eye. The originally snarling faucet and the remains of Black Blood were flowing like iron blocks that had been thrown into a pool of strong acid. White smoke quickly rose from the surface, and every inch of Grievance Qi was emitting a sizzling whine.
Fang Mo's face tightened, and his whole body instantly turned into a pitch-black cast iron color.
The stomach can hold it, but the body cannot carry it.
Although Sin Dragon was suppressed by the law, the power was too huge. The filth accumulated by the dynasty for hundreds of years counterattacked crazily along the meridians, trying to burst the body of Mortal Coil. Fang Mo The pores all over burst, and countless fine Blood Bead seeped out, turning into fishy Black Water before it even hit the ground, eroding honeycomb-like holes on the white marble ground beneath its feet.
"Send it to me...!"
Fang Mo There was a fishy-sweet taste in his throat, but he swallowed it alive.
Four Divine Treasuries in the body sensed the crisis of the host and roared together.
The heart pumps violently, and the Tribulation Fire of Crimson Gold rushes along the blood vessels. It is the anger of Ember Vein Burning Passion God King, which is designed to burn Yin evil and crackle the cold that tries to penetrate into the bone marrow. When the lungs open and close, the Geng Gold Killing Aura of Platinum White turns into thousands of tiny Torture Instrument, inside Stomach Sac, cut the still struggling Sin Dragon like a lag; deep in the Kidney Palace, Nine Nether Turbid Water rolled up, turned into a sticky mire, tightly wrapped up the collapsed Grievance Qi, and dragged it into the most filthy Reincarnation Vortex.
Burned by fire, cut by metal, flooded by water, covered by earth.
After four punishments, the Sin Dragon finally let out a mournful scream of Despair. The originally violent will was completely crushed and turned into a thick but mixed dark energy, which was forcefully poured into the limbs and bones of Fang Mo.
This power is too overwhelming.
Fang Mo felt like his stomach and even his soul were about to burst, and every inch of muscle fiber was making an overwhelming snapping sound.
He must find an outlet, otherwise this body will explode into pieces of flesh in the next breath.
His eyes dropped and settled on Center of the Blood Pool.
The Blue-Gray Light Orb that was locked to the bottom of the pool by eighty-one Golden Nail seemed to sense the same kind of breath, or in other words, sensed the sense of oppression that originated from ancient times, and began to tremble violently.
Now that you're full, let's do some exercise.
Fang Mo no longer suppresses the energy running around in the body, but instead guides the Sin Dragon Grudge Qi, which is enough to destroy mountains, to concentrate on his right leg.
Above the bare feet, Black Fire lingered, and a ferocious dragon head could be vaguely seen circling and roaring at the ankles.
Ember Emotion Soaring Step, Heaven Treading!
Fang Mo's body turned upside down, and his whole person turned into a burning black Karma Fire meteorite. With the overwhelming power after swallowing Sin Dragon, he stamped hard on the seal of Center of the Blood Pool.
"No--!"
Li Fuguo, who had just crawled out of Blood Pool in embarrassment, happened to witness this heartbreaking scene. His old face, which was originally sinister and twisted, was now Five Senses displaced due to extreme fear.
Boom!
This foot firmly stepped on the sealing node.
It was not simply the strength of martial arts, but also the collision of two extremes Law. Sin Dragon's resentment and God King's sadness intersected at this moment, resulting in an indescribable and devastating reaction.
Demon Suppressing Golden Nail, which was engraved with Sanskrit and worshiped with Great Thunderclap Temple incense for hundreds of years, made a series of teeth-searing cracking sounds.
Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!
The three strongest Main Nail were all broken. The fracture was not gold and iron, but Gray-White Pus flowed out.
The seal was broken, and the breath that had been suppressed for hundreds of millions of years finally found a way to vent.
Woo--
A whimper sounded from heaven to earth.
The sound was neither harsh nor loud, but it penetrated directly through the flesh and bones, blasting deep into the soul of every creature. It was a heart-breaking sorrow, a despair that could not be washed away even if all the water from all over the world was poured out.
Gray-Blue Mist spurted out along the broken Golden Nail hole.
The mist was not thick, and was even a little thin, but wherever it passed, the rolling and boiling Blood Pool instantly became silent, and the originally hard rocks began to weather and become soft.
The first one to bear the brunt is Li Fuguo.
The Body Protecting True Gang on this great eunuch, who was so powerful that he dared to disobey even in the face of the emperor, was like paper in front of this layer of mist. The blue-grey breath penetrated into his seven orifices and penetrated into his already mutilated body.
Li Fuguo The panic on his face disappeared.
Instead, there is a kind of sadness that cannot be described even if the parents are dead.
His knees weakened and he knelt down directly in the mud full of blood. His hands no longer formed seals to cast spells, but scratched his chest, as if he wanted to dig out the heart that had long been cold.
"Our family... is so miserable..."
Li Fuguo What flowed out of his eyes was not tears, but turbid blood.
"Purify yourself at the age of twelve... serve the old immortal all your life... wag your tail like a dog and beg for mercy... in the end, there is not even a person to die..."
"I also want to have a family... I also want to hold my grandson... Why... why do I have to cut the roots of our family..."
The sadness was so intense that it made the hard-hearted eunuch collapse. While he was crying, he scratched his face like crazy until his face was scratched to pieces, revealing White Bones.
And this is just the beginning.
Sorrow Mist rushed out of the ground and instantly enveloped the entire Great Thunderclap Temple.
Inside the Ten Thousand Buddhas Hall, the Monk Soldiers who were besieging Li Mingyue and others all moved in unison. The killing intent in their eyes subsided, replaced by confusion and Despair.
The weapon in his hand clattered to the ground.
A Shadow Weaver Death Warrior, whose eyes were red with murder, suddenly took off his mask and cried to his companions, "I don't want to kill anyone anymore... I want to go home and farm..."
"I miss my mother..."
"It's too hard to live..."
The entire battlefield instantly turned into a huge funeral.
Whether they were enemies or our own people, whether they were eminent monks or mortals, at this moment, they were all forcibly pulled into a realm called "Despair" by God King's Sorrow Law.
Only Fang Mo.
He stood at Center of the Blood Pool and let the Sorrow Mist wash over his body.
At his Liver location, a brand new Divine Treasury is being constructed rapidly.
That's [Sorrowful Mist Locking the Liver]'s Viscera Temple.
This sadness, which is enough to make people in the world commit suicide, is like a long-lost embrace for Fang Mo.
It was the minister's cry to Monarch, and the prisoner's confession to Warden.
"Have you cried enough?"
Fang Mo stretched out his hand and directly grabbed the ball of Azure-Gray Light Orb.
"When you've cried enough, come back to work!"