Trampling Misfortune, I Seek Immortality in Chaotic Times
Chapter 822

Demon Planting Art

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He paused.

Mo Lihai let out a long sigh. "If the Six Ancients had created this strange vine back then, perhaps I would have fallen long ago."

"Mo Lihai, at least you know your place."

Chen Changming smiled coldly and charged at Mo Lihai with Little Wolf and the demon spirit vine.

Meanwhile, Gu Tianxie sat cross-legged, seizing the chance to recover his magical power.

After all, he was not a true Ice Ancient God, so even though he could control this body, doing so consumed an enormous amount of power.

Thus, whenever Gu Tianxie had a moment to spare, he used it to recover.

Looking at the Azure Fire Qilin, Mo Lihai murmured, "Heh, I had hoped to reunite with the other parts of my body. But it seems this arm of mine won't get the chance this time..."

With that said...

Mo Lihai abruptly "raised his head" and actually took the initiative to charge at Chen Changming.

Black smoke billowed from the black arm, forming a black hand that slapped toward Chen Changming.

Mo Lihai hid within the black hand.

At that moment, the formerly indestructible arm suddenly broke apart in an eerie fashion, becoming countless black fragments. Those fragments continued to break down, turning into black specks.

The black specks kept breaking down until they finally became particles as fine as black smoke.

"What divine ability is this...?"

Although Chen Changming was startled, he and Little Wolf still attacked.

Boom!

The black iron fist and the white wolf claw struck the black hand almost simultaneously.

Holes instantly burst through the black hand, but it continued hurtling toward them.

Chen Changming found this strange. The divine ability Mo Lihai had unleashed looked bizarre, but why had it weakened the black hand's defenses so drastically?

Now, man and wolf

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