Novel Full Chapter 1691 - 442: Heroes Strike as Ji Moli Is Reduced to a Plaything—Don’t Disturb My Poison Dao Research [Monthly Ticket Needed]
Chapter 1691: Chapter 442: Heroes Strike as Ji Moli Is Reduced to a Plaything—Don’t Disturb My Poison Dao Research [Monthly Ticket Needed]
Bang bang bang bang——
All the buildings in Mo City were pounded by raindrops, exploding into an obscure, black mist!
The Underworld!
Mo City Fengdu!
The extremely terrifying earthly pressure seemed as though the long embankment of Tianhe had been forcibly broken by a horrifying entity, unleashing uncontrolled raging skies!
Clearing countless airwaves and strong winds twisted open the endless Mo Rain.
Ji Moli’s black armor clanged, holding the umbrella gun diagonally, hovering above Mo City. Behind him, the Death Aura Vortex swirled and expanded, covering an area of about fifty feet.
“This is within Underworld Fengdu…”
Ji Moli’s eyes grew cold, sweeping across, as his gaze fell upon the Horse Face on the city tower of the Underworld.
That was Li Che.
Yet Ji Moli did not rest his gaze, continuing to scan.
The Underworld had other fierce beings…
What Ji Moli wanted to find was… the Divine Monkey!
Ji Moli risked himself entering Underworld Fengdu, with one main target—it was for the Heart-following Gold Iron Divine Rod held by the Divine Monkey.
Both the Great Supervising Minister and the State Preceptor said that Ji Moli was unqualified to wield the Heart-following Gold Iron Divine Rod, causing a sensation in the Dajing World.
Ji Moli did not believe!
Suddenly.
He saw a burly figure appear beside Li Che on the city tower, wearing a black and white mask, arms crossed, standing there as though standing between heaven and earth.
It was the Underworld Yama!
Long time no see… Underworld Yama.
Ji Moli would never forget—his avatar was slashed apart by the Underworld Yama, and even his Divine Fetus was cut apart.
Though it was just an avatar, it was almost like his true body.
He would not forget the pain and humiliation of that time.
Boom——!!!
Ji Moli felt that within Mo City Fengdu, sensing and exploration of the Heaven and Earth Will was isolated; it was a Small Cave Heaven.
As a Divine Tribulation Cultivator, he could unleash strength here to his heart’s content!
Therefore, Ji Moli emerged from the unending rolling Death Aura Vortex, slicing through the sky of Mo City, rushing toward the Underworld Yama to kill!
Ji Moli’s eyes had Netherworld Fire Disaster Power spreading, roaring aloud, his aura incomparably fierce and powerful.
The umbrella gun in his hand unleashed Temple God Power, as he rampaged, the ground of Mo City seemed to explode into cracks.
With the Three Calamities Dao Position transcending into the Divine Tribulation, Ji Moli’s combat power was indeed very remarkable!
“Ji Moli.”
A deep, hoarse voice…
Echoed from the mouth of Underworld Yama.
Ji Moli unleashed a lethal move, his gaze focused.
But he heard the blasting sound beneath Underworld Yama’s black and white mask.
“Is that all…? ”
“Just that little bit?”
Boom——!!!
On the city wall, Yama stepped out fiercely, the eyes under the mask blazing intensely!
Like two exploding lamps with billions of watts, spreading endless brilliant light!
With one step, the void seemed unbearably burdened and exploded.
The boiling Qi-Blood suddenly erupted, golden Qi-Blood like golden columns, soared into the sky, connecting heaven and earth!
Facing Ji Moli’s ultimate spear strike, Li Che clenched into a fist, pushed out horizontally, a myriad of Qi-Blood gathered and intertwined into an auspicious Qilin!
Crystalline and transparent like glass, the blood vessels within were taut!
The Eight Extraordinary Meridians burst open!
Qilin Suppression Seal!
Boom——!!!
Terrifying fist intent, like Martial Dao Will boiling, transformed into a reverse waterfall rushing upwards, all falling ink-colored raindrops hanged upside down upon the zenith!
Like the reverse flow of time and ages!
A blazing golden Qilin roared swiftly, its pressure overwhelming, overshadowing the aura elevated to Divinity Transformation True Martial level from Ten Thousand Dragons Subduing Gods!
Boom——!
At the moment of collision, vortex-like ripples spread out!
Massive cracks tore open, spreading across the ground of Underworld Fengdu, hideous and frightful, densely intertwined!
Like the true apocalypse!
After the collision!
Ji Moli spewed out blood from his mouth, his entire being shot out like a cannonball, with a boom painfully smashed into the ground of Mo City.
Crashing a gigantic pit into Mo City’s ground, in the pit, Ji Moli’s chest caved in, his eyes filled with incredulous shock!
How could…
Be so strong?!
Is this the Underworld Yama?
He… became even stronger!!!
At this moment, it was Ji Moli’s self-assumed strongest state, breaking through to Divine Tribulation, recklessly exploding cultivation within Small Cave Heaven!
Further sensing into Divine Tribulation with one of the Three Disasters—the Netherworld Fire!
Ji Moli felt that at this moment, even a Divine Tribulation Cultivator in the One Calamity and Two Tribulations Realm, he could match!
However, with just one kick from Underworld Yama, he was almost killed!
Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle——
Scorchingly hot!
Incredibly heated high temperatures, continuously spreading within Mo City.
Underworld Yama stood horizontally in the air, beneath the black and white mask, those eyes seemed to be flowing with Golden Light.
“Is that all you have?”
“Whatever trump cards you have hidden, show them quickly… Otherwise, stupidly barging into the base of my Underworld will make me think my opponent I’ve always been wary of is like a dumb pig.”
The hoarse voice, slowly drifting from Yama’s mouth.
Buzz——
However, as the words finished.
Underworld Yama’s figure instantly vanished, like a ghost emerging from space-time.
That was the Flying Thunder Move of the Heaven and Earth chessboard!
Placing the chess piece, was teleportation.
Yama appeared before Ji Moli, who lay in the deep pit, a fist ignited with golden Qi-Blood flame, hurling down fiercely!
Ji Moli’s hairs stood on end, he placed the umbrella gun horizontally in front of him.
Thud——!!!
A muffled sound exploded, Ji Moli’s legs embedded in the ground, plowing out grooves across Mo City Fengdu’s ground.
With legs embedded among them, Ji Moli’s hand holding the umbrella gun was trembling.