World Wide Martial Art

"Your purpose?"

Jin Zhenhai was slightly startled, and the other demon clansmen in the divine realm also looked puzzled. Situ

They really couldn't imagine the reason why Mo Qingqing came to the Demon Pavilion.

If we talk about conflicts, the Demon Clan has not taken action against the Demon Soul Clan recently.

On the contrary, the Demon Soul Clan has been allowing that arrogant boy named Mo Pingtian to plunder and massacre their race in the Sea of ​​Death.

Jin Zhenhai is still talking with his colleagues these days about how to teach them a lesson and make the Demon Soul Clan pay the price for what they have done.

But they didn't expect that before they took action, Mo Qingqing was the first to complain and went to the Demon Pavilion to cause trouble before them.

"Mo Qingqing, you'd better tell me clearly what is going on!"

Jin Zhenhai's face turned cold, and his heart was filled with rage.

The demon in front of him is so arrogant. He thinks that he has the confidence to come to the demon pavilion alone to make noises at the seventh level of the divine realm. Do you really think that the demon clan does not dare to deal with him?

"snort!"

Mo Wuqing groaned, his demonic aura rolled around his body, and his eyes were filled with demonic fire.

He was angrier than Jin Zhenhai and other demons, because in his opinion, the one who could really hurt Mo Pingtian must be the genius of the demon clan.

How could the genius of the demon tribe take action without the instruction of the demon pavilion? Now that Jin Zhenhai and others are pretending here, it is simply hateful.

"Since you want to know, I will tell you!"

Mo Qingqing flicked his sleeves and said coldly: "My eldest brother's third son Mo Pingtian was killed by the demon clan. Today I am here to ask for an explanation!"

After saying this, Mo Qingqing paused slightly, with murderous intent surging in his eyes. He stared into Jin Zhenhai's eyes and said word by word: "If you cannot satisfy me, the demon clan will definitely pay a heavy price!"

"Mo Pingtian is dead?"

Jin Zhenhai looked at each other with the other god-level demon clans, with surprise in their eyes.

They really don't know about this. Mo Qingqing said that Mo Pingtian was killed by the demon clan. What evidence is there?

But regardless of whether Mo Qingqing had evidence or not, Jin Zhenhai and the other demons felt extremely relaxed after they came to their senses.

They had long wanted to kill Mo Pingtian, but now someone helped them accomplish it.

"snort!"

Jin Zhenhai sneered, looked at Mo Qingqing and said: "Mo Pingtian is extremely arrogant. He has repeatedly robbed my demon clan's sea-controlling beasts and killed my clan members. So what if I kill him?"

"So, you admitted it?!"

Mo Wuqing looked ferocious.

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, all the demon clans in the demon pavilion burst out laughing, looking at Mo Wuqing sarcastically.

"So what if you admit it? Mo Pingtian deserves to die. He asked for his own death. He deserves to die!"

"My demon clan killed Mo Pingtian, what do you think? Shouldn't he die for what he did?"

"Get out of here, you old immortal thing. Mo Pingtian has himself to blame, and why are you here to demand an explanation? It's only because of my mercy that I, the Demon Clan, didn't destroy your Demon Soul Clan!"

All the gods started to curse. In their opinion, it didn't matter whether Mo Pingtian was killed by the demon clan. They were not even interested in investigating the matter. After all, Mo Pingtian's death was a great pleasure to them. Good thing.

Jin Zhenhai smiled indifferently at the demons' words. He and the demons had the same idea.

What's more, the Demon Clan and the Demon Soul Clan have always been at odds with each other. Mo Wuqing was so arrogant and came to the Demon Pavilion to demand an explanation. If they gave it to him, they would lose face.

"good very good!"

Seeing how arrogant the demons were, Mo Qingqing couldn't help but tremble with anger. He stretched out his fingers and tapped the demons several times.

"You guys remember, my Demon Soul Clan will not let go of what happened today. From today on, the Demon Soul Clan and the Monster Clan will go into full-scale war!"

"All-out war?"

As soon as these words came out, all the monsters were angry, Jin Zhenhai also exploded with murderous intent, and infinite monster energy swept out.

"So, you old man, are you here to declare war on our demon clan today?"

"Humph, so what if we declare war!"

Jin Zhenhai faced tit for tat, his momentum exploded, and the mighty power of the seventh level of the gods crushed him down.

For a moment, the faces of all the demons turned red. They were greatly suppressed and became increasingly angry. Mo Qingqing was so arrogant. If he really allowed the other party to leave like this, the demon clan would be completely disgraced.

"Since you dare to come to our demon tribe and act recklessly, then you can stay!"

Jin Zhenhai's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly shot out a palm. The mighty demonic energy surged out from his palm, and formed a series of exquisite runes in mid-air.

"Get into formation!"

With a cold shout, the gods-realm monsters pushed out their palms at the same time, and runes spread all over the place.

This scene shocked Mo Qingqing, and he had a vague feeling of something bad. Just as he was about to leave the Demon Pavilion, he heard a buzzing sound.

From the outside, the mighty Demon Pavilion hanging in mid-air actually shines with dazzling light, like a sun releasing infinite power.

At the same time, arrays of formations also appeared, spreading like running water from the top of the Demon Pavilion, instantly covering the entire Demon Pavilion, and these formations also appeared inside the Demon Pavilion.

"The Ten Thousand Demons Refining Formation!"

Mo Qingqing stood in the demon pavilion and felt a terrible pressure, pressing down on him like an infinite mountain, making it difficult for him to breathe and making his heart even more horrifying.

"Is this the true power of the Ten Thousand Demons Refining Formation?"

It was as if someone had poured cold water on Mo Qingqing. His anger was suddenly extinguished at this moment. The power of the Ten Thousand Demons Refining Formation was extremely powerful.

He is unable to compete with even the seventh level of the divine realm. The upper limit of this formation may be able to withstand the existence of the eighth level of the divine realm.

"You bunch of monsters and bastards!"

Demon Qingqing realized that he was in crisis and couldn't help but cursed. The two countries were fighting without killing the envoys. He came to Demon Pavilion to declare war, but they were actually preparing to kill him.

"Humph, you are seeking death, and no one can save you!"

At this moment, Jin Zhenhai roared angrily and showed a sword in his hand. The blade was blood red and crystal clear like blood glass. There was an eyeball growing on it, staring at Mo Qingqing.

"Everyone, take action and kill this demon!"

Jin Zhenhai pointed his knife, full of killing intent, and was the first to charge forward.

Seeing this, all the demons also took action fiercely, using all their strength with every magical power without any hesitation.

"Damn it!"

Mo Qingqing had never been so insulted before. This situation was like beating a dog with a closed door, making his face look ferocious and twisted.

"Lawless!"

Mo Qingqing swung his sleeves, and the black robe he wore rose into the sky, rising in the wind, and suddenly enveloped the entire Demon Pavilion.

For a moment, the Demon Pavilion seemed to have turned into a demonic realm. Demon Qingqing's fighting power surged in this demonic realm. With the wave of his hand, his magical powers had the power of destroying the world, and he wanted to kill all the demons!

But at this moment, the Demon Pavilion shook slightly, and the Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Refining Formation bloomed with divine power. Small formations appeared out of thin air in all directions of the Demon Pavilion. Then, the space was crushed, and the divine light that penetrated all things burst out.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

The black robe that covered the sky and the sun was continuously pierced at this moment. In the blink of an eye, it was like a broken bag, riddled with holes, and the demon realm was shattered.