Mo Pingyu raised his palm in a daze and stroked his face. He felt tears left in his eyes for no reason, as if something crucial had left him.
"What the hell happened!"
The Demon Ping Prison soared into the sky and flew out quickly from the Demon Crying Cave.
And above the demon pavilion, Mo Wutian died, Mo Wuqing and the gods were stunned, and they were still fighting with the gods and guards such as Jin Zhenhai.
But the patriarch had already died, and it would be meaningless for them to continue fighting.
Now, the ending of the Demon Soul Clan is destined to be completely destroyed by the Demon Pavilion. If you don’t escape at this moment, you will never have a chance.
"cough……"
Just as Mo Wuqing's eyes twitched and was about to escape, the high priest's body trembled, his face suddenly pale, as if he had passed ten thousand years in an instant, and his face was aging in an instant.
Obviously, even the high priest would have to pay a huge price to summon the demon priest.
"Backlash, you are backlash!"
Mo Wuqing's pupils condensed into needle tips, and his face changed several times in an instant, and his mind was running at a rapid speed.
Although Mo Wutian fell, Mo Wuqing was still at the seventh level of the Divine Realm. The shadow of the demon lord dissipated and the high priest was backfired. It must be extremely serious. No one present could stop him.
Jin Zhenhai and the god guards are not enough to make any evidence, not to mention that his demon soul clan and divine realm powerhouses do not need to be afraid of them at all.
"Avenge your elder brother!"
In an instant, Mo Wuqing's eyes became fanatical, and Long Wu's head of the Demon Soul Clan. 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 make his name to the Sea of Death!
Thinking of that picture, Mo Wuqing's face, which was uncontrollably grinning, forced to suppress his smile, seemed particularly distorted at this moment.
"Kill them all!"
Mo Wuqing waved his hand suddenly, his voice was unexpectedly hoarse, and even he was shocked.
"Go to die!"
Mo Wuqing took the lead in fighting, holding a single horn in his hand. It was the treasure brought back by Mo Wutian from the Sea of Death, the single horn in Tongyou.
This Tongyou Unicorn Power is strange and has inexplicable magic power. It is like an ancient demon god. Each attack can penetrate the void and directly attack the target, making the opponent unable to dodge.
Mo Wutian went to the demon pavilion and handed the Tongyou Monoke to Mo Wuqing, allowing him to use this treasure to kill Jin Zhenhai and the gods. Although Mo Wuqing died, it is the best way to use Tongyou Monoke.
opportunity!
"laugh!"
To capture the thief, the king was captured first. Mo Wuqing pointed at the high priest without any hesitation, and his eyes were scattered, and he stabbed the Tongyou's horn.
In an instant, the deep and strange evil light lit up at the horn of Tongyou. There was a faint howling sound and a foul odor came out of the light, as if there was some strange creature in it.
The void in front of Tongyou Duke suddenly shattered, and then Duke pierced out of the void in front of the high priest and pointed directly at the forehead. The speed was so fast that even the high priest could not react.
The high priest's pupils shrank, staring at the strange and inexplicable Tongyou Unicorn. He summoned the demon lord's phantom and encountered a huge backlash. At this moment, he could not even activate a trace of demonic energy.
"Bang!"
In the sky, a beautiful cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, and a graceful figure in a red dress seemed to be like a fairy who was born in the world, accompanied by a group of flowers.
Tongyou's horn was swept away by a sword, and the woman in red dress stood in front of the high priest, with a cold look.
"Mo Wuqing, if you want to hurt my master, you can pass this level first!"
The woman in the red dress had a very beautiful face. Even in the hostile relationship, Mo Wuqing couldn't help but be stunned. After coming to her senses, her face became more and more ferocious.
The woman in front of her was very familiar with Mo Wuqing. The demon clan first gained a foothold in the Sea of Death, and this woman led the crowd to siege the city and the demon soul clan had a lot of dealing with her. She was the Zi Yuan clan and the only personal disciple of the high priest.
The strongest person in the younger generation in the demon clan.
"Zi Youqing, you are only at the seventh level of the holy realm, and you also want to stop me?"
Mo Wuqing held Tongyou's horn tightly, his eyes flashed, and he showed a cruel smile, "With this treasure, I can be at the eighth level of the God of War!"
"Do you think you have the treasure?"
Ziyou's beautiful eyes flowed, her eyes were disdainful, and she looked at Mo Wuqing's palm.
"What!"
Mo Wuqing's palm trembled slightly, staring at the things in Zi Youqing's hands, and his breathing became rapid.
"Knowing that Master is in trouble, the elders specially called me to come and handed me this treasure. Today is the time for you to die!"
Zi Youqing glanced at her eyebrows slightly, and a chill appeared in her eyes. She led the demon clan to attack the city and plunder the ground on the Sea of Death, and had a deep hatred with Mo Wuqing.
At that time, Zi Youqing was still at the sixth level of the Divine Realm. She was chased by Mo Wuqing for three years. She had no choice but to return to the Elders' Courtyard for asylum. Now she broke through and was about to avenge her previous shame.
"You still want to hurt my master. I will calculate the new and old hatreds today!"
Zi Youqing sacrificed the treasure in her hand, and it turned out to be a teacup. The teacup was ink-green, with a pothole on the surface, very dilapidated and ancient, as if it was about to break up as soon as it touched.
However, Mo Wuqing saw the teacup floating up, his face froze and his eyes were filled with deep fear.
"All of them are crazy people, I don't deserve you to play!"
Mo Wuqing cursed angrily, and Tongyou's horn suddenly stabbed behind him. The void was broken, and Mo Wuqing rushed into the broken space without hesitation and escaped.
"Want to run?"
Zi Youqing repelled lightly, and a powerful and demonic aura was poured into the teacup. The teacup was filled with strange light and suddenly turned into a sky, covering the sky and covering a radius of thousands of miles.
The bumpy places on the teacup now turn into stars all over the sky. These stars are not as false as in the illusory space of the magical power of the Divine Heart Tree, but are real, and the power of the stars permeates down, crushing the void.
"Please refine evil demons by Tongtian teacup!"
Zi Youqing bowed and the stars in the sky fell down.
"Damn it!"
Mo Wuqing crawled into the broken space and was about to escape from this place, but suddenly realized that the space had been imprisoned. The teacup was turned down and the power of the stars crushed down, making it difficult for him to move.
"Boom!"
The stars suddenly fell, Mo Wuqing had nowhere to escape, and the corners of his eyes were about to collapse. He raised his head suddenly and roared, "It was all you forced me!"
"Sacrifice!"
Mo Wuqing suddenly blew on Tongyou's horns, and Tongyou's horns whine, with fine cracks on the surface, and an extremely strange aura surged out from the cracks.
"Hehe!"
A strange laughter sounded in Ziyouqing's ears, and then Tongyou's horn suddenly exploded. A dark green palm covered with sharp thorns, like thorns, poked out to face the stars in the sky.
There were seven fingers in the palm, accompanied by a stench. When you touch the stars, you saw the stars rotting, huge rocks fell off, strange laughter sounded from the bottom of your heart, and when you pinched your palm, the stars shattered.
Immediately afterwards, a figure shot out from the endless strange aura, crushing the stars one by one, polluting all the power of the stars, turning them into dark green strange aura.
It was not until this moment that Zi Youqing saw clearly the appearance of the visitor. She turned out to be a centipede's head, three-petal mouth, and an earthworm. She had four arms on her chest and ten arms behind her back.
And this strange existence has no lower limbs, but instead is a dark green rosette.
The rosette smells like a foul, mottled and broken, and covered with rotten moss.