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Chapter 1693: Chapter 443: Six Desire Corpse Gods and Three Heavenly Kings Merge as One, Today the Heart Demon Chaos King is Slain [Monthly Ticket Requested]

Rumble——

Within Mo City, terrifying fluctuations were continuously erupting, with vast death aura surging out like tides!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh——

As more and more destruction occurred within Mo City, the number of black rain droplets plummeting from the heavenly dome continuously increased, growing more and more imposing and roaring!

Contained within were energies meant to repair the city’s destruction and extinguish the boiling death forces!

Dust rages rampant!

Terrifying roars echoed continuously, like demons crawling out from the depths of the netherworld, twisted and ugly, filled with slaughter and destruction. Such horrific signs made the entire Mo City seem engulfed in a storm of annihilation.

Rumble!

Hot flows roiled incessantly, densely turbulent, the black rain evaporated, transforming into a dense black mist swirling endlessly, and suddenly, it was blasted open by thunderous qi-blood.

An immensely large baking furnace spanned the sky over Mo City, like a vast sun suspended high, releasing intensely scorching heat.

Extreme light and heat continually released.

Powerful qi-blood ripples spread out, distributing like dense black mist swirling endlessly.

The airflow howled in reverse, and instantly the black mist lifted the figure of the Underworld Yama.

Zhao Beidou was surrounded by White Netherworld Tribulation Fire, a few complex expressions on his youthful face with white hair.

On the other side, the enormously transformed Old Dragon God, as the Sea Flipping Nine Infants, was incredibly colossal, its nine heads frantically flailing, flesh wings spread wide, seemingly slicing through space.

The three hovered in mid-air.

Leading was the Underworld Yama, arms crossed, his body seemed to contain endless explosive power.

A black-and-white mask covered his face, after the Ascending the Tower, his long hair grew and fell to his knees, twisting like a cloak.

Li Che’s eyes held complex emotions.

Even a hint of daze.

After all, Ji Moli truly brought him and his family mountain-like pressure.

This kind of pressure was only felt during the time in Fei Lei City, when Li Che’s family faced the threat of the Spirit Infant Sect.

When Xi Xi was just born, facing the rampant Spirit Infant Sect in Fei Lei City, at that time, Li Che had just started practicing martial arts, not even touching divinity, it could only be said... he was treading on thin ice every step.

Thus, causing the current Li Che to habitually tread on thin ice, choosing the most stable path.

Therefore, facing such a great enemy as Ji Moli, Li Che chose the most stable method.

He held no belief in saying farewell to his past self, wanting a king-to-king duel with Ji Moli.

Because, there was no need.

Ji Moli was merely on the threshold of Divine Tribulation, having used blood sacrifices from numerous cities to create the Blood Pool, draining the Blood Soul within to forcefully breakthrough to the Divine Tribulation Realm.

If it weren’t for the opening of Qi Tian City, Ji Moli probably wouldn’t have made such a big decision.

Yet, for such a breakthrough, Li Che held disdain in his heart.

He wasn’t even comparable to Lv Taibai, at least Lv Taibai chose to risk a battle for the sect crisis, selecting to undergo closed-door cultivation, and after surviving countless trials, succeeded in breaking through.

While Ji Moli...

Chose to devour the Blood Souls within the Blood Pool to breakthrough.

One was for protection, the other through slaughter...

”Trash.”

Not even worthy of Soul Capturing trash.

Li Che took a deep breath, exhaled a powerful stream of air.

Finally, it transformed into two words.

Then, Li Che’s gaze turned towards that Death Aura Vortex, with the six Corpse Gods roaring and climbing out!

Death aura soared, corpse qi rolled, and there was the most intense Six Desires Divinity, surging between waves like tides in Mo City, worsening wind and rain!

”So, is this your trump card, Ji Moli, to challenge the Underworld?”

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Ji Moli’s body stiffened, a dagger pierced through his heart.

Too fast, too silent!

Just like Zhao Beidou, or rather, within this Mo City, facing the joint forces of the Earthly Hell’s Evil, he truly felt the headache.

That silent Art of Teleportation, seeming to blend with time and space, far exceeded Ji Moli’s ability to respond and imagine.

A swollen person always becomes calm after a wave of blow.