Super Theological Academy to Conquer the World - Chapter 987

“Perhaps he caused the candle yin immortality world, and the root of the tenth month appeared! Stop! The snake on his shoulders is thin and red, with gaps in the eyebrows, so when I saw me, I felt hairy, maybe …” The golden thread bat clan breathed quickly, with cold sweat on his forehead, and escaped faster.

“Isn’t the candle nine yin resurrected! Stop it!” When the golden thread bat tribe’s teeth trembled and this terrifying thought emerged in his mind, a strong hoarse sound from a distance made him feel almost lost.

This hoarse voice robbed people’s hearts, causing him to turn around consciously. The moment he saw the roar coming from the direction, his face was instantly pale and there was no blood.

He saw a huge phantom in the distant sky. The appearance of this phantom suddenly opened his mouth. Under the hoarse voice, he seemed to be swallowing something.

The phantom is fuzzy, he never read it wrong. He knew his people were galloping in that direction. Now that he saw the phantom of the Nine Yin Candles, he knew that the tribe was very vicious.

Surprisingly, this golden bat clan gritted his teeth and turned around frantically, but the moment he turned around, he felt severely numb. Because one day, he will stand in front of him, looking cold.

This looks calm, with cold eyes, standing there quietly as if looking at a dead person. When the golden thread tribe of the Bat Sage was about to retreat, Chu Mo stepped forward, raised his right hand, and held it up.

“Dare you!” The golden bat clan screamed sharply. The two wings behind him leaned forward violently, blocking the front of the body, forming a protective moment. His hands squeezed quickly and pushed forward, suddenly rippled. It’s just that the ripple blocked the shape, and the ferocious grimace swallowed forward.

At the same time, he bit the tip of his tongue and spit out golden blood, which turned into a golden bat, and rushed forward with a sharp hiss.

After doing this, as soon as the golden thread bat tribe’s right hand was caught, the round golden machete appeared in his hand. This knife was thrown in his hand and rolled up the golden light. Go straight to Chu Mo.

In a hurry, he can only deploy these methods, but in such a short period of time, he can use these magical powers to show the strength of the golden thread tribe of this Bat Saint tribe. Chu Mo’s fingers were shocked, and they directly clicked on the two wings of the Jinxian tribe’s protection, making a huge noise, and the Jinxian’s two wings suddenly.

After spreading his wings, Chu Mo’s fingers kept moving, and on the second protection of the Jinxian tribe, ripples in the shape of a shaking grimace whizzed past, and the gold spewed from the Jinxian tribe when the ripples disappeared completely.

The rest of the roar rang again. Under this finger, the golden bat’s neigh broke, but the speed of Chu Mo’s finger was reduced a lot, and its power was weakened even under the protection of this golden thread tribe. Follow that golden color. With this golden full moon scimitar of the golden thread tribe, the two sides were in contact with an astonishing roar in an instant, blood poured into the mouth of the golden thread tribe of the Bat Saint tribe, and the body quickly swept away.

Chu Mo’s eyes were piercing, and he stood in the air without backing at all. He just withdrew that finger. This finger was nameless and had undergone tens of thousands of derivative changes. After the immortal world’s great success, he walked out to Chu Mo. No one can be here yet. Not extinguished under the finger.

Now this golden thread tribe of the Bat Saint tribe is the first!

The golden thread of the Bat Sage tribe is now pale with a bad complexion, and can no longer vomit blood when his body suddenly retreats. He is not dead, but Chu Mo’s fingers are very scared. Unexpectedly, his multiple protections canceled out most of them.

“What kind of magical power is this!” The Jinxian tribe backed back in the future. He now knows the line of life and death. It is impossible to escape, so he is simply crazy.

“Do you dare to hurt me! Stop! I am a member of the Golden Threads of the Bat Sage. I am the ancestor of the will of the ancestors. If you want to kill me, you must fight the Bat Sage. That price, you can’t bear it! “This golden thread tribe of the Bat Sage has a hoarse voice and his eyes are bloodshot. He is scared and terrified. He feels that Chu Mo’s strength gives him the feeling that he can’t fight. Chu Mo looks like usual, his body moves forward. After walking, raising his right hand, and testing his physical strength, he wanted to see how his supernatural powers were.

With his right hand holding his fist, he violently punched the sky as he moved forward.

In order to send the wind, a large number of storms roared and the sky roared, and the entire cloud collapsed at this moment, forming a huge vortex, continuously rotating in the sky.

“Melting the wind!” Chu Mo calmly opened his mouth, lifted the five fingers of his right hand, and grabbed it towards the sky. Suddenly the vortex in the sky quickly expanded dozens of times, and it expanded behind the scenes for most of the day and went straight to Chu Mo like a tornado. Right hand. At this moment, the wind and thunder were rolling. Chu Mo stood in mid-air and he.

“Kaiyang!” The moment Chu Mo said these two words, Chu Mo’s right hand waved violently, and the whirlpool wind that was immediately held by him went straight to the golden thread tribe of the Bat Saint tribe with a strong momentum.

From a distance, this scene is like a thrilling picture. In the picture, Chu Mo’s hair is flying and his expression is calm, especially the scars under his eyes, giving people a strange charm.

On the other hand, the Jinxian people are now scared, their eyes are red, and they are getting crazy!

There was a hurricane connecting the world between the two of them. The hurricane is now sweeping all over the place, and it roars all the way to the Golden Threads, looking like it has been submerged.

This golden thread member of the Bat Saint tribe, now the shadow of dying in madness is getting bigger and bigger. He died reluctantly. He struggled to make a hoarse voice, raised his hands and left strange marks in front of his body. The spot on myself, suddenly trembling

After the end, the Jinxian tribe chewed on the tip of his tongue again, he vomited blood, his upper body was bent, his back was empty, his forehead was raised, and his face was erect. When he looked vicious, he made a hoarse voice.

“The bat saint family, the technique of backing the mountain, the eternal autumn rain, the natal stele!” Amidst the hoarse voices, the sky soon floated, making a fierce roar, and the huge stele suddenly turned into nothing! This stone tablet is very big, with a hundred feet on its feet. After appearing now, a lot of complicated words were engraved, and he slammed toward the back of the Jinxian tribe, and it looked like this stone monument was on his back!

That stone monument released its awe-inspiring power to resist the incoming Kaiyang Hurricane, pushing it diagonally down in the direction of the hurricane!

The two sides met in an instant. The first time that Chu Mo’s open-sun wind hit the infinite golden winged light. Under the roar, these wings were all cracked. The hurricane was blown away without stopping at all, directly with this Golden thread people agree

The roar of distance spread to the world, to the Wu Clan Valley, everyone in the Wu Clan looked at the sky, their hearts trembled, and spread farther.

The stone tablets were broken in size and eventually collapsed. Similarly, Chu Mo’s sun-opening wind dissipated most of the time after the collapse, and his remaining power was still swept and went straight to the golden thread people.

The Golden Thread Clan member of the Bat Saint tribe vomited blood again, and his body was immediately wilted. His eyes were desperate, more desperate and crazy, not simply, he knelt on one knee as a whole, making the strongest hiss into the sky.

“Yuezu! Stop! The saint ancestor of my bat saint tribe forever, is the body of my bat saint gold thread tribe. With the help of the power of the moon, my blood and fire are allowed to burn three times!” The Jinxian tribe was hoarse, and all of them went to the sky for nine months, suddenly praying.

During this week, Chu Mo’s heart shook violently, and he clearly felt that the ninth of the nine months in the sky had actually expanded a bit!

“Please make the sea of ​​fire extremely worse and burn everything!” In the worship of the Jinxian tribe, the body looked unbearable, visible to the naked eye, from his body, from his seven knowledge, purple flames suddenly burst out, It spread in an instant, forming a lot of flames, and the flames are burning. Stop!

The palm of Huohai was violently raised now, and with a certain will, he pushed towards Chu Mo with one hand! “It still has something to do with Moonwing. It has something to do with Huoman! Huoman’s blood fire burns, and the blood moon nine-week art actually appears here…. There is a subtle difference! After Chu Mo’s eyes were frozen, he was seeing this The bat holy clan had doubts from time to time, but now he witnessed the scene before him and confirmed his guess.

“The technique of worshiping the moon, the technique of fire barbarism… Yuezu?”. Chu Mo sneered at the corner of his mouth, facing the palm of Huo Hai, his expression was the same as before, Huo Man… He Chu Mo is Huo Man! stop!

Raise your right hand to bite your fingertips and push it onto the pupil of your left eye!