Mo Xiaolang was too young. He was so young that the three old men who had perfected their martial arts took a breath of air.
It was such a young boy who killed Lin Yishen and Lin Yixian. You must know that Lin Yixian was a perfect martial artist. Moreover, as the young master of the Anti-God Sect, he had more fighting capital than Lin Yishen. Much more. Even more than the three old men present.
This young man killed him. What kind of concept is this?
What kind of force can cultivate such a young man?
Although it is hidden on this young man, you can still feel the aura of the demon clan.
Monster clan.
The greatest possibility is that this young man comes from the Desolate Imperial Territory. Or even the Desolate Imperial Palace.
The situation in the Desolate Imperial Palace is different. Each powerful race operates independently. Their power is very dispersed. It is not as concentrated as the Sword Soul Imperial Territory and Zhenwu Imperial Territory. The role played by the Desolate Imperial Palace is that of the leader who stands at the top and controls. The desolate imperial territory. However, the major races are still allowed to develop freely and fight freely.
Therefore, even though they are monsters, they are not necessarily from the Desolate Imperial Palace.
However, regardless of whether they were from the Deserted Imperial Palace or not, they had to pay the price for killing the Lin Yixian brothers today.
"Reverse Chaos Xuan Gong."
Three powerful men attacked. In an instant, a large amount of space was torn apart. When these three powerful men with supreme martial arts experience started fighting, the power they caused was no worse than Han Mingxing and the others. Long Chen himself was frightened by the sight. .I couldn't help but sweat for Mo Xiaolang.
This was the time when Mo Xiaolang was fighting. Long Chen hid first. He didn't want to distract him.
Under the suppression of the three powerful men, Mo Xiaolang was very quiet. As expected, his speed was very fast. In one flash, he left the three old men behind and scattered the three warriors.
Whoosh.
Mo Xiaolang punched out.
Ding ding ding ding.
The space in front of him shattered and turned into pieces. He headed towards one of the old men.
Long Chen's eyes narrowed. He realized that Mo Xiaolang's body was even much stronger than him. His fair skin looked weak, but in fact, the power contained in it had reached the level of a warrior in the divine martial realm. An impossible level.
"The physical talent of the demon clan is already strong. As a sun-devouring demon wolf, Xiaolang must have devoured a lot of divine fire. In addition, with his current status in the Desolate Imperial Territory, he must have consumed countless treasures from heaven and earth to reach this point. To that extent. I estimate that I have to absorb another tenth of the ancestral dragon’s inherited essence and blood to be able to compete with him in the physical body.”
A body that is stronger than Long Chen naturally brings powerful melee combat capabilities.
Mo Xiaolang is particularly talented in this area. When he actually fights, he actually uses a variety of close combat methods. Sometimes he looks like a wolf, sometimes like a tiger, and even uses various other monster attack postures.
Every move and style seems to have gone through countless years and countless generations of strong men, and has become extremely sophisticated. Mo Xiaolang relied solely on the strength of his body and this set of complex and versatile melee combat methods. He tied with one of the martial arts masters.
One punch and one claw. Each move caused tremors in the space. It rippled out like ripples. If it hit the ground, a huge crater with a diameter of tens of meters would explode in an instant.
Mo Xiaolang's battle was an eye-opener for everyone.
"This method of close combat... Why does it seem to be the most terrifying "combat guide of hundreds of races" of the demon clan?"
"It turned out to be that. Rumor has it that it was the Desolate Emperor tens of thousands of years ago. He collected the one hundred strongest races among the monsters and fused them with melee combat methods honed through countless generations of inheritance. This young man can practice hundreds of races. Combat Master, his status among the demon clan must be not low..."
"Nonsense. If it's low, how can he reach such a state at such a young age? What kind of monster is this?"
After listening to what others said, Long Chen realized how terrifying this seemingly simple method of close combat was.
Brush brush brush.
Mo Xiaolang's body was changing all the time. Sometimes it was a flexible monkey. Sometimes it was a fierce giant elephant. With one punch, the martial arts Dzogchen warrior who performed the Rebellion Xuan Gong was directly shocked by his powerful body. flew out.
The three martial arts masters were extremely shocked. They knew in their hearts that this young man was definitely a high-level figure in the Deserted Imperial Palace. However, he was the one who offended first. Now it is impossible to stop. The Anti-God Sect is also proud.
"I know you are from the Desolate Imperial Palace, but our young leader cannot be killed by you in vain."
Mo Xiaolang had no intention of making excuses at all. He sneered and said: "He was the one who wanted to attack my Taoist weapon. The reason why he died was because of his own greed. I have no enmity or grudge against you. If you push too hard." I won’t be polite.”
Another old man shouted loudly: "You are so young, but you have a strong tone. I want to see why you are so rude."
Hearing this, Mo Xiaolang's whole body changed.
"You asked for this. You can't blame me." He was always clean-looking, and he seemed to be polite when he said this.
"Supernatural power... Burning God with Ten Thousand Fires."
At this moment, the most terrifying change occurred in Mo Xiaolang. Countless flames of various colors. All the flames that he had swallowed came out of his body at this moment. Thousands of them. The flames come together, burn each other, and strengthen each other.
Behind him, countless purple flames were burning. Mo Xiaolang opened his mouth slightly. All the purple flames from the Nishen Palace surged towards him. They were infinitely compressed before his eyes and turned into a small purple flame. He swallowed it. After a while, a small purple flame appeared in the center of the thousands of flames on his body.
At this moment, Mo Xiaolang was surrounded by tens of thousands of flames. The most terrifying heat was emitted from his body. Those who surrounded him felt a kind of heat that was even more painful when surrounded by the Purple Sky Fire Formation. They screamed and retreated.
boom.
Everything within a radius of ten miles spontaneously ignited and turned into black ashes.
Although Long Chen could still bear it, in order not to be exposed, he still stepped back for a distance and looked at the young man who was surrounded by tens of thousands of flames from a distance.
"Thousands of fires burn the gods..." Long Chen was speechless. The talent of this boy's sun-devouring demon wolf was truly discovered. With this bloodline magical power alone, Long Chen could only accept defeat.
How terrifying it was to be surrounded by tens of thousands of flames.
The flames were on him. They turned into formations. They turned into flame symbols. They merged into him.
"Are you coming again?" Mo Xiaolang looked at the three old men coldly.
The three old men's skin was red and they looked at each other.
No matter what, they still can't back down.
"Do it."
"The counter-killing formation of heaven and earth."
The three people occupied three directions. Their respective powers reversed wildly, forming three huge whirlpools, completely surrounding Mo Xiaolang. The counter-chaos Xuan Gong they performed could be said to be ten times more powerful than Lin Yishen. The formation formed by three people together is even more terrifying.
"kill."
Boom boom boom.
The color of the sky and the earth changed. Three huge whirlpools pushed towards Mo Xiaolang.
"I don't know whether to live or die." Mo Xiaolang sweated coldly. With tens of thousands of flames on his body, he cast the Hundred Tribes Combat Code. At that moment, the flames surrounded and burst out. Three huge vortices were enveloped in fire. Thousands of flames formed an even bigger formation. They turned with a roar and heard a terrifying explosion. Everything disappeared. The three old men fell to the ground with a crash, their heads and faces gray.
"Do you want to continue?" Above the sky, Mo Xiaolang was still shrouded in ten thousand kinds of flames.
This magical power of the Ten Thousand Fires Burning God was awakened by him by devouring ten thousand kinds of flames. As the number of flames he devoured increased, it would eventually evolve into the 'Billions of Fires Burning God'.
The three old men looked at each other. Infinite madness emerged in their eyes. The only solution for now was to fight. The three old men actually took out Taoist tools at the same moment. Of course, they were Taoist tools without Taoist marks.
This weapon is three identical long swords.
Purple. The sword is three feet long.
On the long sword, the purple light flows like water. It flows in the opposite direction.
"Three of you. Form the Tianxuan Sword Formation and kill this kid. There is no way out." One of the old men said with red eyes.
The three Tianxuan Swords were given to them by the leader of Nishen to guard Nishen Palace. They are currently the most ultimate weapons of Nishen Palace. The Tianxuan Sword is most famous for its sharpness. Nothing can stop it under the Tianxuan Sword. It's worth it. Even Lin Yishen's Silver Dragon Armor.
"All those at the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm must obey the order and seize that little girl." One of the old men shouted loudly.
As long as they control Su Yan, they can force Mo Xiaolang into chaos. In the end, he will be killed in the Tianxuan Sword Formation.
After giving the order, the three old men rose into the sky and surrounded Mo Xiaolang again. The three purple Tianxuan swords in their hands were activated. As the blades danced wildly, countless sword energy burst out, forming a huge The purple sword array is more than twenty miles in diameter.
On the purple sword formation, countless Tianxuan swords evolved and fought vertically and horizontally. The three-level Tianxuan sword formation was attacking Mo Xiaolang from the top, middle and bottom positions. At the same time, more than twenty people at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm were killed. The warriors went to surround and kill Su Yan.
Long Chen's heart tightened. He knew that Suyan's strength could not be that powerful.
Looking up, Mo Xiaolang seemed to be angry. A breath of terrifying beasts was finally released on his body at this moment.
Long Chen stopped interfering.
boom.
The black demonic energy spread crazily over Mo Xiaolang.
"You forced me to do this." The demonic wind roared. Mo Xiaolang's originally handsome body had undergone tremendous changes at this time. He was actually transformed into a beast. His body crackled and grew taller. He soon exceeded two meters. The body became extremely burly. The head gradually changed and turned into a cold wolf head.
Black wolf fur spread from his body, covering his strong muscles.
Roar.
A terrifying beast roar erupted from him. For a moment, the entire North Star City buildings were shaking. Countless people were trembling under the majesty of his giant beast.
This is not a true beast form. It can only be said to be a sun-eating demon wolf that has turned into a human form. The body still maintains the appearance of a human being. However, the wild and domineering demonic aura is completely undisguised.
The three powerful men were shocked. But the Tianxuan Sword Formation had already been activated. There was nothing they could do.
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This is the last chapter of Madman's manuscript.
The cake has 5 layers. It’s very stressful. It’s 4 times more than I expected.
I haven’t saved the manuscript. Don’t rush me. Starting from today, I will slowly pay back the debt to those brothers who contributed. The total will not be small. But I hope everyone can give the madman a quiet time to type. Let me control my writing power.
Anyway, it has reached this level of horror. I will start the weekly update tomorrow. It will be a little crazier or something. I won’t mind. Ha.
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