When the people in the town saw the terrifying fireballs attacking, they were so scared that they cried bitterly. Almost everyone thought they were dead, and the despair and powerlessness before their death filled their bodies, causing them torment.

But at this moment, another warship in the sky saved them, which naturally made the people who escaped from death very grateful. Almost everyone knelt down excitedly and kept kneeling to Fang Lie's Yuanmachining warship.

Although the people were grateful to Fang Lie, the demon monk who took action seemed to have been humiliated. He immediately cursed in anger: "Where did the bastard come from? He dared to care about my affairs? Don't you want to live?"

While speaking, he controlled the ghost heads of the Netherworld that were thousands of feet tall and released a huge skull, which was completely composed of ghost fires in the Netherworld, and rushed towards Fang Lie's Yuanmagnetic Battleship.

In fact, this magical power seems powerful, but in fact it is just a matter of face and has little power at all.

Of course, he was not afraid of Fang Lie, but Mo Lanyun. There were two people coming in this Momen, among which Mo Lanyun was much more powerful than him. As the saying goes, hitting a dog depends on the owner. He just wanted to scare Fang Lie and did not dare to start a fight.

Although the Ten Demonic Sects seem to have the advantage in number, in fact, the contradictions between the Demonic Cultivators are even greater than those of the Right Way, and they are even on the table.

If he was really bullied by two people from the Mo Sect, it would be good if his demon allies did not follow him to take advantage of the situation.

Under such circumstances, how dare he really hurt Fang Lie?

It’s a pity that for a strong man like Fang Lie, his intentions were in vain.

Fang Lie doesn't care whether you show mercy or not. He is absolutely merciless. The thirty-six Yuanmagnetic Divine Light Towers on the Yuanmagnetic Battleship activate together and shoot out thirty-six thick Yuanmagnetic Divine Lights, which directly smashed the other party's skull.

And the remaining momentum was endless, and it bombarded the opponent's large treasure.

Although it was blocked, it was a slap in the face.

Fang Lie sneered at this time, "Dog guy, I just want to care about your nostalgia, so what can you do?"

"Damn it," the other party suddenly became furious and roared: "Fang Lie, don't bully people too much. Am I just killing a few ants at will? What's your business? I did this to increase my strength and protect them better in a while of the battle. Are you holding rats in a dog, do you know?"

"Hmph" Fang Lie snorted coldly and said, "If you want to increase your strength, you can kill your father and your mother. After eight generations of your ancestors, they deserve to go to hell. But the people here are innocent. If you dare to touch anyone, I will take your dog's life."

"Damn it" the guy was so angry that his face turned green and he roared: "Fang Lie, do you want to start a war with me?

"Come on, start the war when it starts." Fang Lie sneered directly: "Whoever is cowardly is a bastard?"

"You" was so angry that he couldn't speak. He was alone and alone, so why did he fight against the two masters of the Mo Sect?

At this time, different voices finally appeared in the Demonic Dao. The disciples of the Blood Sea Sect had long disliked Fang Lie. Now, when they saw that he dared to protect the people below with shamelessness, they were even more angry when they did not take the Demonic Dao master seriously.

He then sneered directly: "Fang Lie, do you think you can protect these guys? I just want to kill you."

As he spoke, a blood-colored temple floating on the sea of ​​blood suddenly became a brilliant master, and then a large red dark cloud formed, floating quickly to the town.

The next moment, blood-like raindrops began to fall from the red clouds.

This is the special magical power of the Blood Sea Sect. The blood water falls contains extremely poison. As long as ordinary people touch it, they will instantly turn into pus and blood and die.

This bloody rain covers the entire town. If it falls, the people inside will definitely die from Yu Jingjing.

Fang Lie naturally could not allow this to happen, and he immediately wanted to take action.

However, when the disciples of the Netherworld Sect saw this, they immediately laughed and controlled the Netherworld Ghost Head and launched an attack, not asking to hurt the enemy, but only asking Fang Lie to prevent him from taking action to save people.

Seeing that tens of thousands of people were in danger, Fang Lie was anxious, but he had no choice. Because the Netherworld Ghost Head is also a top-grade seventh-level and has strong combat power. As long as he is not careful, he will be attacked by the other party's ghost fire.

However, at this critical moment, a water curtain suddenly appeared outside the town, directly blocking the blood rain. No matter how violent the blood rain landed, it could not break the seemingly thin water curtain.

Not only that, after the scarlet blood fell on the water curtain, the color began to fade and eventually turned into ordinary clear water, without causing any harm.

Seeing this, everyone immediately realized that it was Mo Lanyun who took action.

Sure enough, Mo Lanyun said bluntly at this time: "What? Do you want to be an enemy of your senior brother? The little girl will follow up on your senior brother."

As he spoke, the dragon turtle paddled with water and rushed towards the Blood Hall in the sea of ​​blood.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Blood Sea Sect immediately regretted it. If he had known that they would have provoked Mo Lanyun, he would not have taken action easily.

Not only is Mo Lanyun much stronger than him, but she also has the help of the descendant of the seventh-level divine beast, Dragon Turtle. If it really fights, it is estimated that he can easily destroy himself in just a few seconds.

In this case, he dared not stand up and shouted hurriedly: "I'm just a joke, say goodbye, say goodbye."

As he said that, he opened the Blood Palace far away and did not dare to fight Mo Lanyun at all.

At this time, the little Taoist priest Mingyue flew over and said with a smile: "Do you want to fight? I'm the one who helps Senior Brother Fang."

At the same time, Mo Lanyun also gathered over and immediately clamped the ghost heads of the Netherworld Sect.

None of the other monks in the Demonic Way dared to approach and dodged them one after another.

When the guy from the Netherworld Sect heard this, his face was scared. Fang Lie didn't know if he could deal with it. With Mo Lanyun and Mingyue, was he arguing for death? If he had known this, he would definitely not throw the fireball at will.

Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret now. At this point, he could only say: "We are all here to save the people of the world. It seems extremely inappropriate to have internal conflicts now?"

"Your uncle," Fang Liekai cursed: "Your way to save the people of the world is to kill more than 10,000 people first? Just for fun? You are such a trash, you are really disgusting. You are worthy of being a damn little devil.

"Damn it" the guy opposite shouted in anger: "Fang Lie, is there any part of your conversation here? If it weren't for the two of them, who would you be?"

"I don't care. As long as I dare to stand up and scold you, it's enough." Fang Lie sneered: "If you really feel that you are amazing, then we will have a fight, one-on-one, whoever is afraid of death will be a bitch."

The demonic monk opposite "you" was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Just above the sky outside, eighteen high-level monks were divided into two factions to fight against each other.

On the left are ten giant demons, the leader is the half-immortal of the Netherworld Sect and the Netherworld Ancestor.

Behind him were the thunder tribulation real people from other sects, all of whom came to protect their own disciples.

Eight people confronted them, and the two led were Mo Qianxun and Sword God.

Logically speaking, both good and evil should have one half immortal each, but this time I don’t know what happened, two half immortals came to the righteous path.

Although the quota of Xikunlun disciples was replaced by Mo Lanyun, they also sent the elders of the Thunder Tribulation True Man, which was considered as a visitor.

Although both good and evil sides do not deal with each other on weekdays, they now have to work together to deal with the crisis of the demon cave.

At this time, they were looking at everything that happened in the secret realm through the water mirror. Especially after Fang Lie and the people from the Netherworld Sect clashed, everyone looked more carefully.

The half-immortal ancestor of the Netherworld Sect, when he saw his disciples suffer, he couldn't help but sneer: "Mo Sect is so arrogant. He actually meddled with other people's business. Could it be that Fang Lie really thought that no one in the world has been cured?"

"Yes, that's what he thinks," Mo Qianxun smiled without hesitation: "I, as an elder, are very helpless about this. The world is so great and there are many experts, and there are always people who can deal with him."

Mo Qianxun said this very weakly, as if he was bowing his head to the devil. Everyone was extremely surprised, why, who was extremely protective of his shortcomings, suddenly said such a frustrating thing?

As a result, Mo Qianxun changed his voice and said, "Of course, among these masters, there is definitely not the people from the Netherworld Sect. So even if he is low in strength or even at the bottom, he is qualified and has the capital to not take the little devil of the Netherworld Sect seriously."

"Mo Qianxun, you're such a big tone." The ancestor of Netherworld was angry and shouted directly: "Since you said that, do you dare to let them fight one by one? Let's see who should be ignored.

"It's totally OK, no problem," Mo Qianxun said proudly: "If Fang Lie loses, this eighth-level Netherworld Pearl will be yours."

As he said that, Mo Qianxun shook out a green bead, and there was a burning green flame inside, which looked extremely mysterious and weird.

When I saw this bead, the ancestor of Netherworld was so angry that he was not angry because it was the exclusive magic weapon of Netherworld Sect, and it was refined with Netherworld Ghost Fire. If it was eighth level, at least the thunder tribulation real person was qualified to use and wear it.

In other words, Mo Qianxun clearly killed a thunder tribulation real person from the Netherworld Sect, and then used the seized treasures as the lottery to make a bet with him, the half-immortal of the Netherworld Sect.

In front of so many people, the ancestor of Netherworld felt that his old face was being slapped. It was so embarrassing.

If there was only one half-immortal Mo Qianxun on the opposite side, he wouldn't care about any occasion at all, and would probably have taken action directly.
Chapter completed!