Xuanpan's heart tightened, he roared and blasted away the living corpses, and rushed towards the Phaseless Demon Palace, but once again fell into the illusion of Mo Lu, where it was difficult to distinguish between true and false.
But regardless of whether it was true or false, he would not allow Shi Yu to step onto the stone platform and destroy the corpses that were of infinite help to him.
But Xuanpan was struggling to rush forward at this time, because he had to fight against the power he had unleashed. In one fell swoop, he had swept away the huge force he had unleashed just a moment ago. It could be said that he had blocked himself from the Palace of the Formless Demon.
What made Xuanpan even more frightened and angry was that Mo Lu beside him did not disappear, but was still beating violently with the Heart of God, which made Xuanpan even more difficult to move.
Now Xuanpan wants to return to the Wuxiang Demon Palace as soon as possible, but Mo Lu stalks him and prevents him from approaching the hall.
How could Bai Que, who had been beaten to a pulp, let go of such a good opportunity? Xuanpan's completely defenseless broad back was right in front of his eyes, and he threw the trident with a roar.
Bai Que couldn't see what was going on in the Phaseless Demon Palace, but he understood that Xuanpan suddenly gave up the fight and rushed into the Phaseless Demon Palace, which must mean something had changed inside the palace.
Xuanpan was anxious and angry, and his protective energy was shattered by Mo Lu again and again, and finally Bai Que seized the opportunity.
The trident hit behind Xuanpan like thunder, and the three man-eating snake heads bit Xuanpan's vest with sharp teeth without mercy.
"Roar!" Xuanpan screamed in pain, grabbing the trident on ***'s back, pulling it off and breaking it into two pieces.
The snake head, which could be hard or soft, immediately turned around, wrapped it around Xuanpan's forearm, and bit it again. The irresistible venom quickly seeped into Xuanpan's body, instantly covering Xuanpan's whole body with a layer of black energy.
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Xuanpan felt severe pain all over his body, and his movements as fast as the wind slowed down, and Mo Lu, who was standing by him, slapped him hard on the face with the Heart of God. Half of his face was smashed.
"Ho! You are all going to die!" Xuanpan roared angrily, but he was in a hurry and couldn't move forward or retreat. He knew that all the injuries he suffered were real, so the Mo Lu in the palace was fake.
But through the living corpses that were thrown all over the sky by him, Xuanpan still felt uneasy when he saw Mo Lu in the hall. He sent out his spiritual thoughts several times to explore, but was blocked by the red curtain.
What's even more hateful is that Shi Yu, who didn't know whether it was true or not, actually grabbed a piece of broken corpse and crushed it into nothingness, and then set his sights on a bigger piece.
Suddenly, Xuanpan thought of the scene in the illusion that destroyed the Phaseless Demon Palace. Instead of approaching the Phaseless Demon Palace, he roared and unleashed all his strength, blasting away the Mo Lu around him and flying away the entangled demons in his arms.
With the trident on it, the torrent of infinite power blasted away the living corpses and rushed into the Hall of the Formless Demon.
After two huge roars, the place where the corpses were accumulated became calm again.
Xuanpan was hanging in the void with a radius of thousands of miles, stroking his broken head, looking at the peaceful Wuxiang Demon Palace and falling into deep thought.
The half-broken head quickly returned to its original appearance under the influence of Xuanpan's brilliant energy.
There was no Mo Lu in the Xiang Demon Palace, who was wailing and falling away holding the Heart of God; there was no Shi Yu either, and all the corpses were still piled intact on the stone platform.
"An illusion again? Humph!" Xuan Panchu found out the truth and rushed into the Hall of the Formless Demon.
But as soon as he entered the Formless Demon Palace, he saw Mo Lu appearing on the stone platform again, sneering at him with the heart of God in mind.
Xuanpan was startled and hurriedly turned around to look outside. Mo Lu, who was flying far away, had disappeared.
Xuanpan slowly closed his eyes and began to mentally connect with the clone that had not come to the corpse place.
Everything in front of him put him in a dilemma where it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake. Mo Lu's illusion was so magical that he could not easily break it and could only rely on the clone that was not in the illusion to provide discernment.
"laugh!"
With a soft sound, Bai Que's snake-headed trident penetrated Xuanpan's vest again.
But Xuanpan was unmoved. He was not sure whether Bai Que really existed or was an illusion of Mo Lu.
Mo Lu, who was entangled in the red curtain, turned into a human figure and smiled: "What? Why don't you move, Xuanpan? None of this is an illusion, everything is real. If you don't resist, you will turn into bones."
Xuanpan opened his eyes, reached for his vest with his backhand, and pulled off the trident again to take a closer look.
Mo Lu was right, the trident in front of him was by no means an illusion, and there was indeed poison in his body that was rapidly eroding, but the two people just now
What happened to Mo Lu?
What happened to Shi Yu who suddenly appeared and disappeared?
The spiritual thought swept across the entire hall in an instant. No one else was present, but the only blind spot in the red curtain was probably hiding the virtual Shi Yu.
"tread!"
Slight footsteps sounded behind him, Xuanpan turned around and saw Bai Que, who was covered in solid armor, walking into the hall step by step.
Bai Que stood still at the entrance of the palace, raised his hand, and the trident held tightly in Xuanpan's hand flew out like lightning and returned to his hand.
Xuanpan narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice: "Who are you? If you weren't suppressed, I might not be your opponent."
Bai Que didn't answer, but he also pointed his eyes at the corpses covering the stone platform. He didn't feel it until he entered the main hall. As soon as he entered the main hall, he felt the infinite power from the corpses, as well as the boundless power.
Terrorist threats.
Xuanpan's heart tightened. He saw the surprise in Bai Que's eyes that were ignited with white flames. He knew that Bai Que could also feel the wonder of the corpse, which was one step better than if he had touched it with his hands.
"You are eager for these corpses!" Bai Que's voice was low and solemn, and his eyes filled with white smoke were fixed on Xuan Pan.
Mo Lu laughed loudly and said: "You are indeed a strange man on the lotus throne. He can sense these fragmentary weirdness faster than Xuanpan. It's a pity that you didn't have the chance to see the Lord again, otherwise you would also be the legendary war master of Yuming Tianyi!"
Xuanpan frowned. He knew that Mo Lu was deliberately belittling him, but the word "lotus throne" made him even more surprised.
Bai Que didn't care about Mo Lu's praise, and asked Mo Lu in a deep voice, "What is this? Why haven't you destroyed them yet? He can bring endless power to Xuan Pan!"
"Oh?" Mo Lu put away his smile and sighed: "No wonder Xuanpan wants me to leave, but you can still devour the corpses belonging to the Phaseless Demon! It's amazing! But with this Blood Curtain of God, you can do nothing.
Can’t get it!」
"God's Blood Curtain?"
Xuanpan and Baique were both trying to figure out the meaning of this word, but anything that had anything to do with God was not something they could easily figure out.
Before the two of them could figure it out, Mo Lu raised the Heart of God in his hand and waved it in front of the black plate as if to show off, "This is the heart of God. It specializes in controlling all the evil spirits in the Mingtian! You are cultivating on the basis of a corpse.
This guy is under the shock of this treasure."
Xuanpan's face twitched slightly and he snorted coldly. He glanced outside the hall again, wondering how Mo Lu returned to the Wuxiang Demon Palace before him, and whether the Mo Lu he saw was real or fake.
Judging from the identification of the clone outside the corpse ground, Mo Lu inside the blood curtain is also real.
"Step!" Bai Que took another step forward.
Xuanpan turned sideways and observed Mo Lu and Bai Que at the same time.
"Stop! Get out of this hall, or I will kill you first!" Xuanpan threatened Bai Que sternly.
Bai Que sneered. He had already entered the Hall of the Formless Demon. Of course he would not leave again. Especially when Xuan Pan had already attacked him. How could Bai Que let go of Xuan Pan's threat if he didn't want to cause trouble just now?
In the heart.
Still approaching the stone platform step by step, Bai Que said with a disdainful smile: "You are very strong, but so what if you can use it with all your strength? This hard armor alone is enough for me to last for several hours! How many hours do you have?
You have more time to concentrate on dealing with me? Moreover, you have been poisoned by my snake venom, and your strength has been greatly reduced. It is better for you to escape for your life first. Haha!"
Xuanpan was secretly angry and quickly thought about how to solve the predicament at hand. If Bai Que and Mo Lu were to destroy all the corpses, then all his plans would be in vain.
"Ugh!"
Xuanpan pulled out a bone stick and blocked Bai Que's path with the flat ends of his hands, but he still did not dare to turn his back to Mo Lu. The white Heart of God was a more threatening killer weapon than Bai Que.
"Last warning! If you don't leave the hall, don't blame me for taking advantage of your helplessness!" Xuanpan shouted.
Bai Que still kept walking, the pale fireworks in his eyes burning even more intensely.
"Death!" Xuanpan swung the bone stick and hit Baique.
Bai Que raised his trident and tried to block it, but was flattened to the ground by Xuan Pan, who was bombarded with all his strength, and became a piece of broken armor.
Although Xuanpan was angry, there was nothing he could do about it.
Without being able to concentrate on dealing with Bai Que, he had no time to ponder the mysteries and weaknesses of these shattered armors.
Just as Xuanpan moved, Mo Lu, who was standing in the blood curtain, moved at the same time, holding up the Heart of God and slapping Xuanpan's vest hard.
Xuanpan roared angrily and hit back with his hand, hitting Mo Lu with the white bone club in the middle of his hand who had just emerged from the bloody curtain. However, he was shocked to find that Mo Lu was smashed into a trembling phantom.
Xuan Pan was horrified, knowing that he had been deceived by Mo Lu's illusion again. He shouted back without thinking. There was a faint sound of wind behind him. It was definitely not Bai Que waving his halberd, but the real one.
Mo Lu is making a sneak attack again.
But no matter how fast Xuanpan was, he couldn't match it. Mo Lu hit Xuanpan hard, and God's Heart mercilessly hit the bite of the snake's teeth.
More than a dozen tiny blood vessels immediately penetrated the tooth cavity and spread rapidly inside Xuanpan's body.
Xuanpan howled in agony, and his eyes were instantly filled with red light.
He was knocked away by Mo Lu, and his whole body was stuck to the blood curtain of God.
Bai Que added insult to injury by quickly reuniting his broken armor, holding his trident high and stabbing Xuan Pan in the back of the head, then pressed his head against the blood curtain of God and rubbed it fiercely.
"ah!"
Xuanpan only felt that he had reached the end of his life. How could a realm master like him, who had not fully imbued himself with divine power, be able to stop the big killing weapon used to suppress the phaseless demon?
Large areas of skin melted away quickly, and the white bones were exposed, and layers of smoke melted into the blood curtain.
Xuanpan no longer dared to hold anything back, and exploded his entire body with a "bang". The major clones that had been integrated into his body exploded out one by one, and fled towards a safe place.
As for Xuanpan himself, he could only continue to be destroyed inch by inch under the blood curtain under the suppression of the Heart of God and the push of the White Que Trident.
This result was beyond Xuanpan's expectation. His original intention was to sacrifice a clone to help the main body and other clones escape from death, but the result was that the main body was directly nailed to death by the Heart of God and could not even move.
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