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One thousand and eighteen chapters angry roar(1/2)

"I've fallen into the trap!"

Mo Ran understood immediately.

The nine major domains are really big.

He deliberately sent five half-step quasi-emperors to help him temper his body.

Let him relax his guard.

When he was severely injured, he did not explode and attacked him.

Until the life span is almost exhausted.

The five half-step quasi-emperors are the ones who explode their spiritual fetus together.

Even more hateful.

These five half-step quasi-emperors all have more than one spiritual fetus in their bodies!

The most common one has three spiritual fetuses!

Five half-step quasi-emperors.

A total of eleven spiritual fetuses were self-destructed!

The eleven peak spiritual fetuses of the dominant realm exploded together.

The storm formed is beyond imagination!

This life and death crisis is much more serious than the previous one!

Battle off the stage.

Everyone in Qianyun Dynasty was shocked.

"This time, can Mo Ran survive?"

Yun Lan was worried for no reason.

"We must survive!"

Qingli's face was full of nervousness and tears were rolling in his eyes.

"It's so cruel!"

"This is absolutely determined to kill Mo Ran!"

“That’s despicable!”

Nie Feng, Han Cheng, Hao Zhan and others couldn't help but curse.

Corresponding to it.

Everyone in the Biyu Dynasty laughed from ear to ear.

This time.

Basically a sure win!

Mo Ran either stepped down and escaped.

Stay on the stage unless you sacrifice a lot of armor to resist.

Otherwise, you will definitely die!

If you use the armor, you will lose!

On the battle stand.

Jinghong's face was a little flustered.

He has always tried his best to protect himself.

Now he felt that Mo Ran might not survive!

He didn't expect it.

Zang Kong and the others actually have such a backup plan.

"Mo Ran is so arrogant!"

"He will pay the price after all!"

"Are our nine major domains so easy to mess with?"

"This time, we can see his background by testing his strength!"

Zang Kong said with a smile.

The other domain masters also smiled and nodded together.

Say it's a test.

Actually, it's killing!

Everyone knows it well.

Battle on the stage.

Faced with such self-destruction.

Mo Ran was also a little panicked.

But it also disappeared in a flash.

His mind was as stable as a rock and he quickly calmed down.

At this time.

He must find a way to overcome this disaster!

Now he is seriously injured.

The armor cannot be sacrificed.

The only thing you can rely on.

In fact, it is three spiritual fetuses.

"Customize for me!"

Mo Ran shouted loudly.

The Thunder Spirit Fetus exerts the law of stillness.

Then.

A flash of green light.

Mo Ran's Demon Spirit Fetal displays two twenty-four Sky-Crossing Prisons.

Cover the body and three spiritual wombs in it.

This time.

Mo Ran’s three spiritual fetuses were all out of the body, so he didn’t care to leave the fire-type immortal spirit fetuses in his body to heal his wounds.

"Certainly!"

Mo Ran’s three spiritual fetuses were dragging their tragic body in the Fengtian Qing Prison and flew towards the center of the spiritual fetuses’ self-destruction storm.

He was stationed in the spiritual typhoon storm along the way.

"After the explosion of such a self-destructive spirit fetus radiates to the surrounding area!"

"The most central position is nothing!"

“It’s the safest there!”

Mo Ran was extremely calm.

It's extremely thorough.

He immediately flew towards the center of the battle station.

Along the way.

He continuously casts the law of stillness.

After four consecutive attempts to perform the law of stillness.

Mo Ran arrived at the most central position in the battle station.

This is indeed the weakest place in the storm.

But the storm is still there!

Mo Ran lets the Demon Spirit Fetal and the Thunder Spirit Fetal continue to use the law of stillness.

Just fix this small area around your body.

The rest of the place is as usual.

Those spiritual storms all want to spread outside.
To be continued...
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