Chapter 178: The Killing Move, Mo Yao's Weakness
Just as the people in the heavens and myriad worlds fell into long contemplation, screams like pigs being slaughtered suddenly rang out.

After regaining their composure, everyone immediately looked towards the light curtain to find out what was going on.

The scene was so bizarre that everyone's heart trembled again and they dared not breathe.

The bodies of the captured Gu Masters were seen deforming, with golden scales growing on their skin.

[“It hurts! Why are there strange arms growing from my back?”]

The terrified screams reached their peak, reaching the ears of everyone in the world, and their eyeballs trembled even more violently.

“This is definitely an experiment!”

The inhumane scene on the light screen was reflected in Orochimaru's pupils. The captured Gu Masters fell to the ground one after another, bleeding from all their orifices.

Arms also grew out of their backs, each arm was of different thickness and color, and was ugly and deformed.

The ordinary people in the Ten Thousand Worlds felt their stomachs churning, and their eyes looking at Fang Yuan were filled with disgust and fear.

Orochimaru was used to it. He recorded it with a wry smile, "The experiment is over. The Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse King's killing move has too many problems and disadvantages, and the side effects are also extremely terrible."

Looking at Fang Yuan standing alone in the deep and dark hall, Orochimaru felt quite regretful.

Nearly two hundred Gu Masters were lying on the ground in agony, their bodies in grotesque shapes and body parts scattered everywhere.

【Fang Yuan's face was solemn: "Is this the killer move you came up with?"】

[Mo Yao: "These Gu Masters are bound to die. The Six-Armed Sky Corpse King is a killing move that relies on strength. It has extremely high requirements on the Gu Master's body. Even with your strength attainments, you may not be able to withstand it."]

[“Do you think I can’t see it? This killer move has many flaws, at least seventeen of them! You’d better not forget that we have an agreement.”]

The first half of the words sounded extremely cold and ruthless to the ears of everyone in the world, as if they did not regard Beiyuan Gu Master's life as their own.

A question appeared in the minds of everyone in the world at the same time.

Is Mo Yao really a righteous Gu Master?

"The five regions in the Gu world have never been on good terms with each other. They are enemies of each other. Mo Yao's move is not out of the right path." An old man of the right path stroked his long hair.

Tang Shan also chimed in at this time: "Fairy Mo Yao is so beautiful, how could she be a bad person? Besides, she is an alien!"

When it comes to the key point, it becomes even more exciting: "Because people are born different from others, they have suffered many unfair treatments. But Fairy Mo Yao can forgive the world, influence Bo Qing, and make such a great contribution.

This is enough to show her character as the mother of the country."

"Mo Yao now only has a will left. In order to fulfill her obsession of returning the nearby water tower, what can she do about cooperating with Fang Yuan?"

The barrage of comments sent by Tangshan made people in all the heavens and worlds confused. For a moment, they were not sure whether their previous guesses were correct, and they did not dare to choose the person to predict at will.

At this moment, Liang Bing's eyes suddenly lit up and she clapped her hands fiercely: "Perhaps Mo Yao wants to kill Fang Yuan, this great evil, or else the killing move he improved for Fang Yuan has many flaws?"

"If Fang Yuan had not been cautious and found another Gu Master to conduct the experiment on his behalf, I'm afraid he would have turned into a zombie body like Gu Yue's generation."

Liang Bing and Tang Shan's comments had their own speculations, and everyone in the world was influenced by these two people and was unable to make a decisive prediction and choose a seat.

The deadline for the prize-winning predictions is getting closer and closer. If you fail to identify the hidden dangerous person before then, you will miss out on the luxurious rewards.

The people from all realms hesitated and turned to look at the light curtain, trying to search for some useful information.

[Mo Yao laughed sweetly, not caring about the threat: "Little brother, don't be impatient. As long as you continue to repair it, you will slowly reach the ideal level."]

[Fang Yuan secretly said: "Mo Yao has the realm of a Taoist master. Even if it is a rudimentary killing move, it is impossible for it to have so many flaws! Even if it is a piece of will left behind."] ["So that's how it is. Mo Yao's will inherited the realm of a Taoist master, but she couldn't come up with a perfect killing move. It's not because of her limited ability, but because she is concerned about her own safety and dare not think deeply..."]

[Will: The more you think, the more you will exhaust yourself, and the weaker you will become.]

Seeing Fang Yuan's own guess, Liang Bing's question was immediately resolved. Her expression changed slightly: "It seems that I worry too much. Mo Yao is just worried that if I think too much, my will will disappear. At that time, I will not be able to complete the purpose of returning the nearby water tower."

She stared at Mo Yao deeply again, as if trying to find clues from her pretty face.

The goddess' sixth sense always reminds her that there is definitely something seriously wrong with Mo Yao.

"Then how should Fang Yuan eliminate the flaws in his killing move one by one?" Liang Bing rested her arms on her plump chest, and continued to stare at the light screen with her dark purple eyes.

The people of all the heavens and worlds have greatly reduced their doubts about Mo Yao's will because of Tang Shan and a group of righteous people.

As for the fact that Black Loulan had not appeared for a long time, he was naturally ruled out as a suspect.

If they are dissatisfied with Fang Yuan and want to kill him, they do have candidates.

"Chang Biao must hate Fang Yuan to death. If he hadn't played the role of Chang Shanyin, Chang Biao would have lived a carefree and happy life."

"You are wrong. The most important thing is that Chang Biao's biological son dare not recognize him because of Fang Yuan."

"And Pan Ping, the lone swordsman, is too young and hot-tempered."

"Who made Pan Ping covet the inheritance of the Immortal Poet? He also wanted Fang Yuan to share the spoils. He was beaten up, so naturally he hated him to the extreme."

The image on the light curtain gradually shifted to the Eighty-Eight Corners of True Yang.

"This is the seventh floor, the 89th level." Orochimaru muttered to himself when he saw the boy next to him.

What comes into view is a vast desert, and the hot air distorts the vision.

[“Six-armed Heavenly Corpse King?” Chang Biao, Pan Ping, Ma Yingjie and others looked at each other in bewilderment.]

When seeing the Six-Armed Sky Corpse King's killing move appear in the Zhenyang Tower's victory level reward, the cerebellums of all people in the heavens and myriad worlds suddenly shrank.

Isn't this Mo Yao's improvement on Fang Yuan's original killer move?

Why does it appear as a reward in the Eighty-Eight-Cornered Zhenyang Tower?
Questions came one after another, and everyone felt that the fog was getting thicker and thicker, and the time for the prize-winning predictions was running out.

[“Hahaha!” Pan Ping laughed loudly with his hair disheveled. “Great, great! This killing move is very powerful. With the help of the corpse, I can avoid the lack of strength. With this, my chances of winning against the Wolf King will increase by 10%!”]

[After testing his killing move, Chang Biao was also very surprised. He looked at himself in the mirror with deep eyes: "The only shortcoming is that I am a little ugly."]

"Kitahara Masamichi, does he care so much about his appearance?" Wuliuqi was a little puzzled.

He originally thought that both the righteous and evil paths respected strength, and the strong were respected, and they would not pay attention to those trivial details.

"It's just Fang Yuan's killer move, why is it in Zhenyang Tower?"

Throwing aside irrelevant questions, Wu Liuqi looked at the light curtain and looked at Pan Ping with eight arms.

"Strange, really strange, could it be that Fang Yuan is secretly... something!"

Before he could finish his fifth, sixth, and seventh guesses, he saw a horrifying scene and his pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip.

Pan Ping and Chang Biao died one after another.
(End of this chapter)