Supreme Immortal Demon

The sudden change is about to happen!

Invisibly, the situation on the branches of the Hongmeng Giant Tree has changed. The Demon Cult Palace seems to have the largest number of people and the strongest strength. But in fact, as the Demon Cult Palace has been breached and is about to fall, the Demon Cult Palace is in a dilemma. Even now, even if It's not a matter of life and death, it's still in danger.

Leader Mo raised his head, and for some reason, his expression returned to calm. He was neither angry nor annoyed, neither sad nor happy, and his eyes were fixed on the fruits under the canopy of the tree.

"No matter who the thief is, our religion will never give up."

Leader Mo's voice was cold, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Leader, why not first..."

An elder strode forward with a stern face and a nervous and anxious expression. Before he could say anything, Leader Mo raised his arm and threw him in the chest. Without even a grunt, his body flew out high.

"I swear I will not return to our division if I don't get the Hongmeng giant tree! Everyone! Kill!"

Lord Mo raised his arms and shouted, his body turned into a black divine flower, and he took the lead in rushing towards the Hongmeng Dao Fruit at the crown of the tree. Although the other masters of the Demon Cult Palace were all worried, seeing that the Cult Leader was like this, they naturally could not lag behind. They all showed their skills and flew to the top of the crown. Although they were shouting to kill on the surface, they were obviously strong on the outside and weak on the inside, and they no longer had the confidence they had before.

"The old nest has been captured, but I still miss those few fruits. Leader Mo, why do I feel that you don't care about the safety of your palace at all?"

The White Dragon Emperor burst out laughing, but he didn't see any movement. Thousands of divine dragon lights and shadows appeared behind him, like a giant fan or like a peacock opening its tail. Thousands of dragon clans are among them.

In the blink of an eye, the White Dragon Emperor appeared right in front of the Demon Cult Palace. The lights and shadows of thousands of divine dragons behind him were like iron ropes crossing the river, blocking the path of the masters of the Demon Cult Palace.

Almost at the same time, Xitian Bohou flipped his palms and vomited out thousands of sword lights, falling from the sky and covering the heads of everyone in the Demon Sect Palace.

On the other side, the Youyou lineage was not to be outdone, under the leadership of Commander Bo Chi. Besieging leader Xiang Mo.

There is one less opponent competing for the Hongmeng giant tree. Now that the demon cult palace has exposed its flaws, the powerful emperors from the three parties will naturally not let it go.

boom!

The three-party offensive collided together!

A giant Hongmeng leaf was torn off with leaves and stems, and was torn apart high in the sky.

The masters of the Demon Sect Palace were intercepted, and their auras were floating one by one. Uncertain. There was little fighting spirit in his eyes. As for Leader Mo, he was also beaten back by Commander Bo Chi. Looking at the three powerful emperors blocking them in front of him, their expressions were ugly and their eyes were wandering.

One word is wrong. All bets are lost.

Leader Mo was furious in his heart, but he was powerless. The good situation just a moment ago left him in an instant, and the Hongmeng Giant Tree and Hongmeng Dao Fruit were also gradually moving away from him.

There was only one reason for all of this - it was all because of the person who had cruelly tricked him behind his back, the person who sowed discord between the Demon Cult Palace and the Demon King Mountain, and coerced more than 120 demon kings to besiege the Demon Cult Palace. The vicious person!

But Leader Mo thought about it and racked his brains, but he couldn't figure out who that person was.

"Elder Ma, you lead thirty-nine masters back to quell the rebellion! Just hold on to the Seventh Hall! Wait until our sect obtains the Hongmeng giant tree, then turn back in person and cut these traitors into pieces with your own hands!" Leader Mo shouted.

"yes."

A tall, middle-aged demon cultivator with a sub-emperor level rose up and led a group of religious palace elders and protectors to fly in the direction of the demon religious palace.

After looking at Elder Ma and other experts, Leader Mo felt a little calmer.

The fall of the Demon Cult Palace caused the three forces in front of them to join forces in an attempt to remove the Demon Cult Palace from competing for the Hongmeng Giant Tree. The elders and masters of the Cult were also restless and demoralized because of the fall of the Demon Cult Palace. depressed. The so-called internal and external troubles, the demon religious palace is all involved.

In the current situation, we must first stabilize the rear before we can continue to plot to seize the Hongmeng giant tree.

Although the power used to compete for the Hongmeng giant tree has been reduced a lot, as long as the Demon Sect Palace can be stabilized, he and the Demon Sect Palace are still the most powerful contenders for the Hongmeng Dao Fruit.

"If you do this, you are not taking our religion seriously enough." Leader Mo glanced at the White Dragon Emperor, Xitian Bohou and Commander Bo Chi and sneered.

Commander Bo Chi did not speak, but the murderous intention towards Leader Mo decreased a little.

The sword of Bohou Xitian was hanging high in the air, aimed at the side of the Demon Cult Palace, with murderous intent reaching a hundred feet, but it was not released for a long time.

"Haha, Master Mo, I would like to give you a piece of advice. If your true body does not come, but is just a clone, today's Hongmeng battle will only end here." The White Dragon Emperor smiled at Master Mo.

"Bai Long, your tone is too loud. It's windy here, so be careful with your tongue." Leader Mo was noncommittal and glanced at Bai Long coldly, his eyes indifferent.

After taking off his disguise, Master Mo no longer has the respect and respect he had before for the master of Baiyuan Nuhai, who was ranked among the top ten emperors.

"Haha, I'm not talking about us." The White Dragon Emperor raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes flickering: "I'm talking about your teaching palace and the more than thirty masters you just sent. I dare to pack it away Guess, the core area of ​​your Demonic Palace will be captured today and it will change hands, and your more than 30 subordinates will most likely never come back."

"Hahaha, White Dragon Emperor, it turns out that you are also such an arrogant person. Why, you really think you are a divine fortune teller..."

Halfway through his words, Leader Mo couldn't speak any more.

His face showed a trace of stagnation, and then became shocked and incredible. Not only him, but the other masters and elders of the Demon Cult Palace were all stunned, and then they all looked solemn.

Ding ding ding... In the direction of the palace, the alarm bells kept ringing.

Elder Ma and the thirty-six masters of the palace did not make it back, and have not arrived yet. However, they were not on the way, as if they had disappeared out of thin air.

A strong feeling of confusion, incomprehension, absurdity, and powerlessness began to rise from the hearts of every master of the Demon Cult Palace.

Master Mo took a step back and looked back at the Demon Cult Palace with a complicated look.

"Elder Hu, take another forty people. The demons are cunning, so be careful." Master Mo ordered.

An old man with a square head and pointed ears and a long beard stood out from the crowd. He was also a second-level emperor, and his aura was slightly higher than that of Elder Ma before.

In a blink of an eye, Elder Hu led forty masters from the heavens to fly up from the crowd, and flew towards the Demon Cult Palace with murderous and aggressive momentum. Among these forty masters, the number of sub-emperor masters was twice as many as the previous group.

Sect Leader Mo also turned his eyes away from the Hongmeng giant tree and returned to the Demon Cult Palace and Elder Hu's team.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... The sound of breaking wind became farther and farther. Elder Hu and the other forty-one masters of the Cult Palace had no trouble along the way. When Sect Leader Mo was about to retract his gaze, Elder Hu and his team had just left the core area and came to a flying mountain.

Seeing the flying mountain, Elder Mo was stunned, and the other several emperor masters also showed deep thoughts.

This flying mountain was the one they had discovered before, and the breath was concealed by a profound method. Originally, the emperor masters were going to investigate, but because of Nan Li's move, they had to give up this idea.

Elder Hu and his party flew over the flying mountain. From the depths of the flying mountain, a thin layer of blood light was released, which disappeared in an instant. Elder Hu just glanced at it and didn't care. When he came to his senses, it was too late.

A blood-like giant hand flew out from the flying mountain, and instantly split into forty-one hands, grabbing the forty-one masters of the Demon Cult Palace!

Among the forty-one masters, there were eight sub-emperor masters, and the rest were experienced elders of the heavenly realm. But when the bloody hand flew over, they didn't even hum, and their eyebrows were broken, their whole body defenses were broken, and they were easily caught in the flying mountain. From beginning to end, the masters of the Demon Cult Palace didn't make a sound, let alone resist.

Elder Hu and the other forty-one people disappeared beside the flying mountain, and the thin layer of blood light on the flying mountain also dissipated, as if it had never appeared.

On the branches of the Hongmeng giant tree, the masters of the Demon Cult Palace felt numb and pale, and a strong chill surged in their hearts.

Forty-one masters, plus the previous thirty-seven, were swallowed up by the flying mountain!

Those were all the heavens and the second emperors, not the passers-by on the roadside, but they were so vulnerable!

Gradually, the eyes of the demon sect monks shifted to Master Mo, with complicated eyes.

"Hahaha, Master Mo, which master did you offend? He took your sect, killed your men, and stopped you from fighting for the Hongmeng giant tree... It seems that he hates you to the bone." Nan Li was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, and laughed loudly, laughing forward and backward, extremely happy.

He himself had a grudge against the Demon Sect. Seeing that the Demon Sect suffered a heavy blow and fell into an unprecedented crisis, Nan Li was naturally happy to see it happen and gloated.

But while gloating, Nan Li couldn't help but be secretly vigilant. The man who hid in the dark and secretly controlled all this, his methods and viciousness are really chilling. Just because of him, the Demonic Cult, which was so proud a moment ago, suffered a catastrophe in the blink of an eye. Before this, who would have thought.

"There must be a deep hatred, otherwise, how could that person use such means to you, dragging the entire Cult to bury you with you to vent his hatred." On the other side, Emperor Bailong looked at Master Mo and smiled playfully: "Master, this Demonic Cult in the foreign domain has been pitted by you. The Demonic Cult, which has occupied the foreign domain for countless years, was destroyed in your hands. I don’t know what you feel in your heart."

Emperor Bailong would have been fine if he didn’t speak. Every time he spoke, he was trying to sow discord and kill people.

The elders and masters of the Demonic Cult looked at Master Mo with a changing look, from complexity to confusion, and then to hesitation. At this moment, many elders have a bit more blame and accusation in their eyes.

Feeling the distrustful gazes behind him, Master Mo's face became extremely ugly. He glared at Nan Li fiercely, then turned his head and looked at the flying mountain outside the core area.

"Who are you? What is the hatred between you and me? Why do you ruin our good deeds again and again!"

Master Mo's palm has a gray-black knife shadow, which emerges inch by inch. The knife kills and destroys the world, pointing to the flying mountain in the distance! (To be continued..)