World Wide Martial Art

"Why, why do I feel inexplicable heartache..."

Moping Prison raised his palms blankly and touched his face, feeling tears in his eyes for no reason, as if something vital had left him. Situ Reading 520 official website

"In the end what happened!"

The Demon Ping Prison soared into the sky and flew out of the Demon Crying Cave at high speed.

Above the Demon Pavilion, Mo Wutian died, Mo Wuwu and all the gods were stunned. They were still fighting against Jin Zhenhai and other gods.

But the clan leader was already dead, and there was no point in them continuing to fight.

Now, the fate of the Demon Soul Clan is destined to be completely destroyed by the Demon Pavilion. If they don't escape now, they will never have a chance again.

"cough……"

Just when Mo Qingqing's eyes twitched and he was about to run away, the high priest's body trembled and his face suddenly turned pale, as if tens of thousands of years had passed in an instant, and his face had aged in an instant.

Obviously, summoning the demon lord's phantom, even if it is a high priest, will cost you a lot.

"Backlash, you've suffered a backlash!"

Mo Wuqing's pupils were condensed into needlepoints, his expression changed several times in an instant, and his mind was running extremely fast.

Although Mo Wutian has fallen, Mo Qingqing is still at the seventh level of the divine realm. The demon king's shadow has disappeared, and the backlash against the high priest must be extremely serious. No one present can stop him.

Jin Zhenhai and a group of divine guardians were simply not enough evidence, not to mention that he, the Demonic Soul Clan, still had powerful men in the divine realm, so there was no need to fear them at all.

"Avenge my eldest brother!"

In an instant, Mo Qingwu's gaze became fanatical, and the Demon Soul clan was leaderless. If he stood up at this moment, destroyed the Demon Pavilion, killed the high priest, and avenged Mo Wutian, he would definitely be able to unify the Demon Soul clan and become famous in the Sea of ​​Death!

Thinking of that scene, Mo Qingqing couldn't help but grin, and his face, which was suppressing a smile, looked extremely distorted at this moment.

"Kill, kill them all!"

Mo Qingqing waved his hand suddenly, his voice was unexpectedly hoarse, and even he was startled.

"Go to hell!"

Mo Wuqing was the first to attack, holding a unicorn in his hand. It was the treasure that Mo Wutian brought back from the Sea of ​​Death, the Tongyou Unicorn.

This unicorn has strange power and inexplicable demonic power. It is like an ancient demon god. Every blow can penetrate the void and directly attack the target, making it impossible for the opponent to avoid it.

Before Mo Wutian went to the Demon Pavilion, he gave the Tongyou Horn to Mo Qingqing, asking him to use this treasure to kill Jin Zhenhai and the gods. Although Mo Qingqing is dead now, it is the best time to use the Tongyou Horn. opportunity!

"laugh!"

Capturing the thief first, capture the king first. Mo Qingqing didn't hesitate at all. He aimed at the high priest, his eyes were fierce, and he stabbed out the single horn of Tongyou.

For an instant, a deep and strange evil light lit up from the single horn in the tunnel. There was a faint howling sound, and a stench came from the light, as if there was some strange creature in it.

The void in front of Tongyou's horn suddenly shattered, and then, the horn pierced out from the void in front of the high priest, pointing directly at the center of the eyebrow. The speed was so fast that even the high priest couldn't react in time.

The high priest's pupils shrank and he stared at the strange and inexplicable single horn. He summoned the shadow of the demon king, but encountered a huge backlash. At this moment, he could not activate even a trace of demon energy.

"boom!"

On the horizon, the sky is full of gorgeous clouds, and a graceful figure in a red dress, like a fairy from the world, comes with a group of flowers.

Tongyou's single horn was swung away by a sword, and the woman in red skirt stood in front of the high priest, her eyes cold.

"Demon is ruthless, if you want to hurt my master, you have to get past me first!"

The face of the woman in the red dress was extremely beautiful. Even if they were in a hostile relationship, Mo Wuqing could not help but be slightly startled. After he came to his senses, his face became even more ferocious.

The woman in front of him was very familiar to Mo Qingqing. It was this woman who led the demon clan to attack the city and plunder the land when the demon clan first gained a foothold in the Sea of ​​Death. The demon soul clan often dealt with her. She was the Ziyuan clan and the only direct disciple of the high priest. The strongest of the younger generation among the demon clan.

"Zi Youqing, you are only at the seventh level of the Holy Realm, but you still want to block me?"

Mo Qingwu tightly grasped the single horn of Tongyou, his pupils flashed, and he showed a cruel smile, "With this treasure, I can fight at the eighth level of the God Realm!"

"Do you think you are the only one who has the treasure?"

Ziyou's beautiful eyes turned disdainfully as she looked at Mo Wuqing's palm.

"What!"

Mo Qingqing's palms trembled slightly as he stared at the things in Zi Youqing's hands, breathing rapidly.

"Knowing that Master is in trouble, the elders specially called me here and handed this treasure to me. Today is the day when you will die!"

Zi Youqing glanced at her embroidered eyebrows, and there was a deep chill in her eyes. Back then, she led the demon tribe to attack the city on the Sea of ​​Death, and formed a deep grudge with the demon Wuqing.

At that time, Zi Youqing was still at the sixth level of the divine realm. She had been hunted mercilessly by demons for three years, and had no choice but to return to the Elder's House to seek refuge. Now that she had made a breakthrough, it was time to avenge her previous shame.

"You still want to hurt my master. Let's settle the old and new grudges together today!"

Zi Youqing sacrificed the treasure in her hand, which turned out to be a tea cup. The tea cup was dark green in color, with pits on the surface. It was very old and worn out, as if it would break if touched.

However, when Mo Qingqing saw the tea cup floating up, his face froze, and his eyes were full of fear.

"They are all lunatics, I am not worthy of playing with you anymore!"

Mo Wuwu cursed angrily, and the Tongyou horn suddenly stabbed behind him. The void shattered, and Mo Wuwu did not hesitate to rush into the broken space and escape.

"Want to run?"

Zi Youqing scolded lightly, and with a powerful demonic aura, all the energy was poured into the tea cup. The tea cup bloomed with strange light and suddenly turned into a sky curtain, covering the entire sky and covering thousands of miles in radius.

The pits on the tea cup now turned into stars in the sky. These stars were not as fake as in the illusory space of the Divine Heart Tree's magical power, but real existence. The power of the stars spread down, and the pressed void shattered.

"Please use the Tongtian Tea Cup to refine the evil spirits!"

Zi Youqing bowed and the stars in the sky suddenly fell down.

"Damn it!"

Mo Wuqing got into the broken space and was about to escape, but he suddenly found that the space had been imprisoned, the tea cup was turned upside down, and the power of the stars crushed him down, making it difficult for him to move.

"Boom!"

The stars suddenly fell down, and Mo Wuqing had nowhere to escape. The corners of his eyes were about to burst. He suddenly raised his head and roared: "You forced me to do it!"

"Sacrifice!"

Mo Wuqing suddenly struck the Tongyou Horn with a palm, and Tongyou Horn whined. Its surface was covered with fine cracks, and an extremely strange aura surged out of the cracks.

"Jie Jie!"

Weird laughter rang in Zi Youqing's ears, and then Tongyou's horn suddenly exploded, and a dark green palm covered with sharp thorns, like thorns, reached out and faced the stars in the sky.

The palm, with seven fingers, was accompanied by a stench. When it touched the stars, it saw the stars rotting, and huge rocks fell off. Weird laughter sounded from the bottom of my heart. With a pinch of the palm, the stars suddenly shattered.

Immediately afterwards, in the endless strange aura, a figure burst out, crushing each star, polluting all the power of the stars, and turning it into a dark green strange aura.

Only at this moment did Zi Youqing see the appearance of the person who came. It turned out to be a centipede head with three petals, a body like an earthworm, four arms on the chest and ten arms on the back.

Under this strange being, there are no lower limbs, but instead a dark green rosette.

The rosette has a stench rising to the sky, is mottled and broken, and covered with decaying moss.