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Chapter 421: The Enemy Meets, The Moon Emperor Falls(2/2)

"It's impossible." The Moon Emperor trembled slightly and kept roaring: "Purple Yang Cauldron, White Phoenix Blade, come back to me, come back to me..."

However, no matter how he summoned these two magical weapons, they were always held in the hands of the deity and could not move. At this time, he finally became a little scared. The strength of the deity was completely beyond his imagination. "I will not be defeated.

He is the ninth holy son of the holy race, how could he lose to a monk of the same realm? I also have a magic weapon, yes, I also have a magic weapon!" The Moon Emperor murmured to himself like a self-hypnosis, his eyes flashed fiercely.

Flash, a huge moon rose from behind him, booming, immeasurable cold air filled the air from the moon, hail fell from the sky instantly, and the entire continent below was covered with a thick layer of

The ice, the mountains, the forests, and the rivers were all covered by ice, and the entire continent was white.

"The King's Divine Weapon!"

Li Yi instantly saw that the moon was the king's divine weapon, and the power displayed by the moon was actually much greater than that of the Ziyang Cauldron and the White Phoenix Blade. Obviously, the moon was the companion divine weapon refined by the Moon Emperor himself.

"The moon is coming to the world!" The Moon Emperor's eyes were blood red, like a gambler, he roared from his throat, raised his hands upward, and at the same time made a throwing motion.

"Boom!~~"

Suddenly, the entire moon sank suddenly, and immediately pressed down on the deity. The endless force pressed down, the space collapsed inch by inch, and the earth was full of cracks. Many icebergs suddenly collapsed. This was a kind of destruction.

world scene.

The master shook his hand slightly, forcibly sealing the Ziyang Cauldron and the White Phoenix Blade, and put them away. Then he glanced lightly, stretched out a finger, and stabbed directly towards the sinking moon.

With this poke, the finger continued to grow in size. When it approached the moon, it had turned into a sky pillar, and above the fingertips, there were countless shadows of stone slaves spinning.

"Boom!~~" A jaw-dropping and unforgettable scene occurred. The moon filled with endless cold air was actually poked into the air by a finger. Moreover, that finger did not

He stopped there and continued to poke at the Moon Emperor.

"Impossible, impossible..."

The Moon Emperor was already frightened at this time, with a look of terror on his face. He attacked the finger that was poking at him crazily. Countless magic and divine communications were at his fingertips. Storms of wind, thunder and lightning, and wild beasts appeared in endless streams. However, these magics, these

My magical powers, before this finger, seemed so weak, as if they were all made of paper, being punctured one by one, without any hindrance at all.

The finger finally poked the Moon Emperor's eyebrows, and the Moon Emperor's expression suddenly solidified, and then, with a bang, the whole person exploded and turned into a mist of blood.

Silence, countless monks throughout the battlefield were extremely silent.

A powerful man who dominated the pinnacle, the ninth holy son of the holy race, fell like this and was stabbed to death with one finger.

The master ignored everyone's reactions. He raised his hand to the sky and instantly summoned the moon. It fell into his hand and turned into a crescent moon several feet in size.
Chapter completed!
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