Me, sword fairy!

One of the five most special of the forty-five Transcendants, a glove engraved with the grip of miracle, driven by the determination of the user.

How strong is Mo Mingshi's determination at this time?

The fiery determination surged through the eight channels of the odd meridian, and the broken body was repaired.

Step by step, Su Wangyou traversed the galaxy and came into the universe--coming to the front of Mo Mingshi.

Mo Mingshi has opened his eyes.

"Can't just stop there..." His voice was extremely weak.

[Change the world, Mo Mingshi!

I'm already old!My determination is declining, my will is being consumed, I am no longer the quantumless, but you are different, Mo Mingshi!No matter how long it has been, no matter how many sufferings you have suffered, no matter whether anyone understands you, no matter how the world sees you——————Never give up, use the determination in your heart to change the world!Don’t give in, don’t be afraid, don’t give up, remember all the time...I, and Ye Jintianming, be with you.

Memories emerged, and his eyes were scarlet.

(Can speak because Su Wangyou's "Kill Science" was launched, and the voice can spread in a vacuum)

"Never... fall in front of the new world." Struggling ugly, crying, crawling, standing up anyway.

"I... will change this decadent world, don't even think about it..."

After a staggering, the pedal formed by the internal qi shattered, Mo Mingshi floated in the universe extremely embarrassed, unable to even stand up.

"Give up." Su Wangyou said calmly: "You are definitely not my opponent."

"Ha...hahahahahahahaha." Mo Mingshi's mouth overflowed with blood, he ignored him and laughed loudly.

Then... struggling to get up.

"Before completing my ideal...I will never lose."

Internal air, surging.

"Come on..." murmured faintly.

"Come on..." shouted in a slightly smaller voice.

"Come on," declared extremely calmly.

"Come on--" a roar resounding through the stars!!!

"Come!!" Mo Mingshi roared, his voice echoed in the entire starry sky.

"Su———————— Forget———————— Worry!!!"

Chapter 42 High Will!

Mo Mingshi...high.

The fierce fighting will almost turned into a substance, and the golden streamer circulated on him, shining brightly.

"Moyang Shenquan Profound Style——————"

"Yangge Tianjun!!"

The fiery flames gleamed in the cold and dead universe.

It seems to dispel the ruthlessness and death of the universe.

Su Wangyou glanced back with feeling, wondering if it was his illusion...

The sun seems to be a little smaller.

Correspondingly, Mo Mingshi's palm power is soaring.

"Die here!!!"

Su Wangyou took his gaze back from the sun, and Mo Mingshi's fascinating learning had reached him.

In the blink of an eye, the torrent of the sun swallowed Su Wangyou.

The scorching torrent awakened the cold and dead universe.

But this torrent of water began to fall silent before it roared.

The power of higher dimensions suppressed them, and even the power of stars did not dare to be presumptuous here.

When the torrent came, the momentum was fierce, as if it was about to swallow the universe, and there was no sound when it went, and it disappeared.

Su Wangyou stood calmly in the universe without drawing his sword.

Unscathed.

One's own desperate blow was easily blocked by the opponent...or wiped out, this was an extremely heavy blow to any warrior.

Especially those... who have nowhere to go.

They have reached their peak, knowing that they can't take a step forward anyway. If the full blow at this time is invalid, it means... they will never have the opportunity to hurt each other.

This is the deepest despair.

Seeing the other side spurring the horse and running wildly on the road to become stronger, he was firmly restrained by the shackles called talent, and could not take a step forward anyway.

Mo Mingshi couldn't be more familiar with this feeling.

He watched Qin Mu break through the three realms in one year, but he was stuck in a small level that the other party didn't care about, and he couldn't make any progress.

Mo Mingshi looked at Su Wangyou who was unscathed.

A sense of powerlessness surged into my heart.

In any case, there is no resistance.

It was like Wuquan was on a whim back then, and he was practicing against him, the kind of powerlessness that did his best and exhausted his bravery.

but……

Mo Mingshi once again squeezed his fist, even if his palm was already bloody and bloody, even if his meridians were already overwhelmed.

[This is not a reason to give up...]

[I... can fight!

[We must fight!

[The new era... is coming!