Invincible Emperor Summoning System

Mohun Demon God didn't move, but looked at Yue Chen who was fleeing with his blood-red eyes.

Boom!

Yue Chen suddenly fell from mid-air and fell heavily on the ground, covering his forehead in pain, but within a short while, even his face was covered with sweat.

The pain of soul trauma is a hundred times and thousands of times that of physical trauma. What Yue Chen experienced at this time was the ultimate pain in the soul.

The soul was constantly being torn apart and crushed into powder by the pressure of the demon god, but the power of the frost spirit ointment was constantly repairing Yue Chen's soul.

The two seemed to be caught in a tug-of-war, and the only one who suffered was Yue Chen.

Even so, he still gritted his teeth and persisted, taking out the cream cream from the system space and taking it. Although it was painful, it was the only possibility for him to survive.

As long as there is a slight slack and the speed of taking Shuangling Ointment is a little slower, the end waiting for him will be annihilation.

With the coercion of the powerful Demon God, there is no possibility of his soul recovering.

"It's interesting, I want to see how long you can last!"

"Anyway, the coercion of this deity does not consume any energy at all. Even if I crush a thousand wastes like you at the same time, it will not consume much energy!" Mohun Demon God said coldly.

"Damn it... I can't stand it anymore!" Yue Chen secretly groaned in his heart.

As the pressure on Mo Hun Demon God's soul increased, the repair speed of Frost Spirit Ointment could no longer keep up with the speed of fragmentation, and even his soul core was about to be crushed.

However, what Yue Chen didn't realize was that whenever his soul was about to collapse, a special force would appear to protect his soul core.

And the stone dragon ball in Yue Chen's storage ring will also light up slightly.

"How did this guy provoke such a strong person? If it was the princess's heyday, he would be able to smack the bastard with a single claw. Unfortunately, the princess has to avoid the edge for the time being."

"You must hold on, if you die, I will find someone to help me replenish my soul energy."

Dragon Soul muttered helplessly.

If Yue Chen's body was destroyed, then she might not be able to detect it.

But now she is also in the form of a soul, so she is extremely sensitive to attacks from the soul, and only then did she discover Yue Chen's danger.

However, her power has lost a lot through the passage of time, and she can't play any other role except to help Yue Chen keep the soul core.

"Mohun Demon God, dare to stir up trouble in our Jinhuzhou territory and seek death!"

Suddenly a loud roar came into Yue Chen's ears, and Yue Chen, who had reached his limit, had a gleam of joy on his face when he heard this voice.

The strong man of Jinhuzhou has finally arrived.

If he is suppressed by the divine soul again, even the dragon soul may not be able to withstand it!

Roar!

A dragon's roar resounded through the sky in mid-air, and an exaggerated long knife fell from mid-air.

This long knife is four or five meters long, and it exudes a bronze-colored light all over its body. It is not dazzling, but it is extremely simple and simple, and people dare not ignore it.

The back of the knife is forged from pieces of dragon scales, and even the handle is inlaid with dragon horns.

This knife was completely forged from the remains of a western dragon.

The warrior holding the long knife has a yellowish complexion, a tall and strong figure, and his eyes are full of killing intent and anger.

Behind him, there are four other powerful warriors, holding long knives of different shapes, dividing into all directions to surround the Mohun Demon God.

"It's Senior Dragon Slaying Saber King, and all the adults are finally here!"

"Your Majesty Yue Chen, now we can rest assured that Master Wang Zheng is also a warrior at the peak of Zhandi, and he can fight Huangwu Zhandi without defeat in hundreds of moves!"

"With him here, the demons will definitely not be able to escape!" Zhang Huzhong shouted excitedly.

Then he ran to Yue Chen, took out the healing elixir and helped Yue Chen take it.

No matter how stupid he is, he can see that Yue Chen just pretended to surrender, and the purpose was to help him and Xiong Bao create a chance to escape.

Otherwise, Yue Chen can leave them alone. With Yue Chen's speed, the hope of escape is much greater than the two of them, and it is better than staying here and angering the strong demon god.

Yue Chen nodded slightly. Although he took a large amount of cream, the sequelae of his soul being torn apart still did not dissipate. He did not speak, and quietly watched the battle between Wang Zheng and the others.

"Wang Zheng?"

"Hao Huan, take me away quickly, I am willing to join your father god and become his subordinate god, take me away quickly!" Mohun Demon God shouted anxiously.

The moment he saw Wang Zheng, he knew that he was definitely no match.

If he was in his prime, he would naturally be able to deal with Wang Zheng, who was at the peak of Zhandi.

But now he is only in the state of a remnant soul, and he has no chance of winning against Wang Zheng. This body has reached the verge of decay, and if he uses a little trick, he may collapse directly.

If you use soul coercion, it will have no effect.

As the peak of the Zhan Emperor, Wang Zheng is only a hair away from the Zhan God powerhouse.

If it was a complete divine soul, he could still be suppressed, but if this remnant soul were to suppress Wang Zheng forcibly, it might be directly shattered by Wang Zheng's saber energy.

Yun Huan took out a magic weapon in the shape of a pendant from the storage ring, and a trace of coldness rose in his eyes.

Originally, the purpose of his coming here was to help Mohun Demon God escape, let him join the Father God's command, and become a god.

Although the body of Mohun Demon God has been shattered, as long as the spirit is intact, there is still a chance to reshape the body.

Maybe the strength will fall to the realm of the devil emperor, but after several years of practice, it is not impossible to return to the realm of the devil god, at least it is much more likely than the average devil emperor to cultivate to the devil god.

But Mohun Demon God knows the price of becoming a god.

After all, the Father God of Misty Illusion is not a philanthropist. The Demon Race will never do things that are not beneficial. To help him replenish his soul and reshape his body, he will also imprint his own mark into the soul and body of the Mohun Demon God. Inside.

At that time, Mohun Demon God will naturally become his puppet and most loyal subordinate, and he will be unable to resist at all.

Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, the Demon Soul Demon God does not intend to agree, and has been using the fake snake with the obscurity.

Seeing Wang Zheng now, I know that there is a risk of falling.

Although he still has soul divisions in other places, the biggest fragment of the soul is this one. If this fragment of the soul breaks or dissipates, the other fragments of the soul will not last long before they dissipate.

At that time, even the chance to belong to God will be gone!

"I gave you a chance, since you are not sure, there is no need for me to accompany you to die!"

"This pendant can only teleport one person at a time. The stronger the strength, the longer the teleportation time. I don't want to risk my life for you!" Lu Huan said coldly.

Without the slightest scruple, Mohun Demon God, who was fighting Wang Zheng and other five powerhouses, slowly disappeared in place.

"Damn... If I return to the Demon Realm, I will definitely kill you!" Mo Hun Demon God mourned.

He knew that he had no hope of escape.