People and treasures are united and their minds are connected.

Nangong Hao just borrowed the Five Prisons Rashomon, and its power was less than 20%.

But in Nangong Lie's hands, he was like a fish in water.

"You little beast, die!"

Nangong Lie spurted out a blood arrow and shot it at the Rashomon Gate of the Five Hells.

Bear……

The blood turned into fierce fire, and the entire Rashomon of Five Hells suddenly burned.

The void shook violently and almost collapsed.

The faces of the people around were all pale, as if they were in purgatory, shrouded in an endless darkness.

"Nangong Lie possesses a middle-grade profound weapon, which is a huge advantage."

Long Zaiyuan shook his head.

Although he recognized Qin Mo's talent, it was not just talent that determined the outcome of a battle.

Just like Nangong Lie, although he is not as talented as him, he can still overcome his disadvantage by possessing a middle-grade mysterious weapon.

"Qin Mo is almost exhausted. I'm afraid there's nothing he can do to save himself."

Xuanyuan Bo groaned, feeling a little sorry for Qin Mo.

Qin Mo continuously unleashed Chaotic Star Fists, consuming a large amount of infuriating energy.

How can he contend against the violent Rashomon of the Five Hells?

There is no suspense in this battle.

"Compared with the magic weapon, I will still crush you!"

Qin Mo's lips curled into a sneer.

His eyes condensed, revealing a fierce intensity.

This time, Nangong Lie must die!

"Thunder Cloud Gun! Come out!"

Qin Mo roared violently.

He raised his palm, and a violent thunder burst out.
Chapter completed!