"I want to control this world, and then step out of here and have the first space!" The man in white finished speaking one sentence at a time, then put his fingers together, and a green light glowed on his fingers.

Little Shitou closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.

Before he died, his wrinkled face glowed with a smile, "Haha~haha, the devil has finally arrived, and the devil can finally dominate the world again."

"I should be the one you want to kill."

The man in white was about to take action and kill the little stone with one blow. At this moment, a faint voice came.

I saw Mo Hun slowly standing up from the ground, his clothes shattered, his long hair messy, and his body covered in red blood.

"How dare you stand up!" The man in white struck angrily, and the cyan black light struck Mo Hun's chest.

Xin Chang's figure was carried away by the powerful energy and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahem~~"

"You underestimate me too much. After such an attack, you still want to kill me?" Mo Hun's resolute face was as sharp as a knife, with a slight smile on his face.

At this moment, the body has fully recovered, and the strength in the whole body is spreading again.

"What~ you, how did you do it in such a short period of time, and you were unscathed by my Qingxuan Finger blow!"

Mo Hun looked at the panic-stricken eyes of the man in white and smiled without saying a word, "How could this barbarian understand the secret of the magic bead?"

His throat trembled, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The man in white immediately lost his sorrow and said with a sneer: "Stop holding on, you will all die, don't rush to fight for priority."

Indeed, the combined power of Xiao Shitou and Mo Hun is not as strong as that of the man in white, not to mention that one has not yet recovered, and the other has just overcome the tribulation and has no fighting power at all.

"You alone are worthy of controlling the fate of the entire great demon clan~~" Mo Hun thought of the conversation between Xiao Shitou and this person, and couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.

"You are too noisy."

Another Qingxuan finger shot out.

Mo Hun's mind suddenly went blank. A burst of almost suffocating pain almost made him faint. His body swept straight back. It was just an oversight, but in Mo Hun's mind, it seemed that for a very long time, Mo Hun

I tried my best to control my consciousness and not let myself fall, because after falling, I'm afraid I won't be able to stand up again.

"Ah~~!!" Mo Hun's hoarse voice roared, expressing the resentment and raging fighting spirit in his heart at this time. The blood in his body boiled again after experiencing the call from the depths of his soul.

stand up.

Xiao Shitou looked up and saw Mo Hun's appearance, with a kind smile on his face: "Demon Lord, you can still insist on coming. I can see you like this before you die. God has not been kind to me."

The blow from the man in white just now had severely injured him to death. Even if he didn't kill himself, he wouldn't be able to survive for long. At this moment, Xiao Shitou was really relieved.

"Little stone..." Mo Hun really didn't know what to say. Looking at the terrifying aura surging on the man in white, Mo Hun roared again: "Help me up, I will prevent him from falling, beat him

If someone comes to me, I will let him die!"

"Hmph." The man in white was silent and snorted coldly. This young man seemed to be somewhat interesting, but he had to die.

A hint of coldness flashed in Mo Hun's eyes.

"Go ahead, you will win only if you love to fight. Even if I have my last breath, I won't let you succeed." Mo Hun calmed down his swaying figure and said decisively.

The man in white carefully searched for Mo Hun's strength, and sure enough there was a faint trace of demonic breath. However, the purity and concentration of this demonic breath were directed at the Demon Emperor. However, with such a level of cultivation, he could withstand three consecutive tribulations.

, is there any other difference?

Now Mo Hun, both in strength and speed, has been raised to a whole new level. Even he himself doesn't know how much he weighs. After all, he has just overcome the tribulation and hasn't found anyone to take action yet~~

"Boy, today I'm going to let you know what it means to be too high and too high. Killing you is as easy as trampling an ant to death!" The man in white was extremely depressed at the moment. How could this broken man catch two Qingxuan rays?

Pointing to what is going on, is he~ "No, no, it can't be him."

"ah!"

With a roar, the male craftsman in white who was ready to go came up.

"Go to hell, there is only one fate for anyone who dares to go against me!" The man in white stared at Mo Hun with hatred, and his whole handsome face became ferocious.

"Come on!" Mo Hun followed the man in white and shouted coldly, the cold light in his eyes piercing the opponent like a sharp sword.

"Boy, go back~!" The figure of the man in white flashed, and he was only a few feet away. In just a blink of an eye, his body appeared in front of Mo Hun like a ghost, and the long knife in his hand brought about a burst of shouting.

The strong wind struck at Mo Hun, as fast as thunder and lightning. However, although Mo Hun couldn't bring up much magic breath now, he wouldn't wait for the big knife to fly to his head.

"The devil has returned~~The devils are safe~~Consecrate your blood~~Sacrifice the reincarnation~~Let me lead you to create the myth of the devil!"

Mo Hun's hands suddenly stretched out, soul-eating hands!

The long knife has arrived, Mo Hun shook his hands, and seemingly summoned three afterimages in the air very slowly. At the same time, there was a "peng" sound of gold and iron intersecting, and the long knife that brought gusts of wind howling unexpectedly turned into

It was broken into pieces, and the scarlet hands that crushed the long knife seemed to be like flying fireflies in the night sky, and the stream of light shone directly to grab the arm of the man in white.

Immediately, lock the hands of the man in white tightly!

The man in white who was still shocked that the long knife shattered didn't react at all. Mo Hun's hand was like the sharp claws of a goshawk, stabbing straight down. It was actually able to faintly penetrate the protective aura as bright as the moon outside the body, thousands of

A kilogram of power burst out in the hands of the young man in front of him, and it felt as if the mask was about to burst.

"Go!" The man in white shouted, pushed forward hard, and pushed away Mo Hun's soul-eating hand with a bang, and Mo Hun's body retreated straight away.

Although the man in white escaped from danger, he was still secretly frightened. He was almost caught by the soul-eating hand. It seemed that he was careless and underestimated the enemy. This kid is not simple!

In his mind, he recalled Mo Hun's astonishing speed just now, as well as his strength that directly crushed the long knife.

That sword~ was a sword endowed with a demonic soul, but it was so vulnerable to the Soul Eater's hands.

Mo Hun's eyes began to glow scarlet, and his swaying body exuded a murderous aura.

Taking advantage of someone's danger and doing such a despicable thing filled Mo Hun's heart with rage. The blood in his body suddenly burst into flames, and a fierce fighting spirit spread. And this man in white was the one who made his bloodthirsty soul

The returning culprit.

"Stop struggling, you are no match for me, just accept your death." The man in white raised his hand gently, and then the yellow flag in his sleeve flew out with a whoosh like a poisonous snake."

"Peng!"

Desperate for power at all costs, even if it burns and sells his soul~~! Mo Hun bit his wrist and let the blood spurt out from the artery. He opened his mouth and drank freely. The magic crystal that had not been absorbed in the blood was once again

After entering the body, it filled up the dry cells, and suddenly there was an explosion, and the monstrous fighting spirit burned like a beacon.

"What should go will not stay, what should stay will not go, my life! I make the decision." Mo Hun swallowed the blood in his mouth and roared.

The moment I swallowed the last mouthful of blood, my mind became as dark as the sky, and the same calm and fulfilling feeling rippled through my body. Within my field of vision, the scarlet color of the night was mixed with every bit of strong wind.

When the yellow flag flew, Mo Hun just raised his hand gently, and a scarlet blood dance blocked its way. Then he jumped out without any sound, like a fallen leaf that makes no sound.

Float forward.

"Huh?" The man in white frowned.

Mo Hun gritted his teeth and pushed out his palms with all his strength. A red palm print was pushed forward and directly hit the abdomen of the man in white. It can be seen from the clothes of the man in white that were blown to pieces that the impact of this palm was terrifying.

"Boom!" The man in white's abdomen shook violently. Although the protective shield was not damaged at all, the clothes that were close to his body were shattered by the shock.

This blow actually had the strength of the Demon Emperor. How did he do it? The man in white looked at Mo Hun in front of him in disbelief, and then glanced at his abdomen.

A trace of blood from the corner of his mouth slowly flowed out after breaking away from his tightly closed lips. The man in white stared at Mo Hun in front of him, as if to find the answer he wanted.

"Take action, don't you like to take advantage of others' danger? Don't you like to kill people? Aren't you very ambitious~" Mo Hun raised his eyes and stared into the sharp eyes of the man in white.

"Get out of my way."

The man in white let out a hysterical shout, and the green and black light in his hand shot directly at Mo Hun. Mo Hun did not avoid it at all. He raised his arm to cover his head, and then with his other hand, he fired a straight shot forward tightly.

Fist, the same goes for the man in white.

Bang~~

The two of them each received a punch and their bodies swung backwards.

But the man in white still had the upper hand, and he waved out a cyan light and hit Mo Hun hard on the head.

There were stars in his eyes, like a kite with a hole in it, Mo Hun's body floated far away, and fell to the ground with his head on his head.

The man in white wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a victorious look on his handsome face.

For a long time, the man in white just stared at Mo Hun's body crawling on the ground, because there was still a faint trace of devil's breath that was inseparable, like a candle in the wind. Every time it was about to be extinguished, it lit up again.

stand up.

Just when the man in white thought that Mo Hun could never stand up again, he faintly felt a chill in his chest, where he had just been hit.

Chichi~~

Soul Eater~

No~

I saw that the place where Mo Hun had just hit had eroded into a blood hole, and the blood hole made my heart feel cold~

After the dark clouds left, the strong wind lost its support and slowly became docile, gently blowing Mo Hun's black hair, as if listening to Mo Hun tell a story.

"The devil has returned~~The devils are safe~~Consecrate your blood~~Sacrifice the reincarnation~~Let me lead you to create the myth of the devil!"

An almost hoarse voice came out slowly from the mouth of Mo Hun, who was crawling on the ground. His tone was gentle, like the face of a beautiful woman.

Soul-Eating Hand~, the beginning and end of the sentence require chanting a big magic spell. During this period, it can be used unlimited times, as long as you can endure the severe pain like being drained.

A risk-taking close blow, although it drained away the last drop of demonic breath, left a domineering soul-eating hand on the opponent. Even if it could not drain the opponent's cultivation to provide for himself, it still gave him a taste.

sharp.

The man in white knelt weakly on the ground. At this moment, he did not dare to use a trace of magic breath, because as long as his mind moved, the blood hole would be like a vampire, swallowing crazily.

All he can do now is kneel quietly and wait for the blood to coagulate.

Waiting at any time is a accumulation of helplessness. At this moment, the man in white's eyes suddenly lit up, because his subordinate, the capable man, the owner of the sonorous and powerful voice came, with a trace of bloody shame in his eyes.
Chapter completed!