The black air was shrouded in and the face of the person inside could not be seen clearly, but Long Wenmu could hear the beast-like roar.
The hand that was pinching his throat slowly tightened, and Long Wenmu's neck bones creaked, as if they would be crushed the next moment.
When the arm gradually tightened, Long Wenmu forced his last breath and his body atomized again.
His demonic power has already reached its bottom. This time the use of his natal demonic technique is to squeeze out his last demonic power.
Get out of the tightly clenched hand and land heavily on the ground.
With the support of will, the shallow hidden knife drew an arc.
He no longer had demonic power, and he swung his sword with brute force. The shallow hidden sword instantly cut into the black mist.
The sword had the will to kill the enemy, but the sword light slashed into the black fog and hit something hard.
There was a powerful force of Mo Yu to freeze the blade. Long Wenmu wanted to draw the blade, but the blade did not move at all.
Long Wenmu's consciousness was already on the verge of freedom, and blood was gathering in the shallow pool under his feet, and his body felt cold and powerless from the inside out.
The other hand of Mo Yulou reached out from the black fog, and the blade that was holding the shallow hidden knife with bare hands. The hand was also strange, with dry skin and sharp finger claws...
The sound of gasping in the spectator was filled with smoke.
No one knows what's going on, no one understands what the black fog is.
I saw that the hand waved gently and the shallow hidden sword flew out.
The hand reached out again, pinched Long Wenmu's throat and pressed him heavily against the barrier.
Until now, the dark mist that had not dissipated slowly drifted away, revealing the face below.
When the black fog disappeared, there were more and more screams in the field.
Under the black fog, there was a person with dry body, and his dry skin was strangely black.
Although his skin was dry, his body swelled around, looking quite burly, with sharp fangs under his lips, no whites in his eyes, pure ink color. There were a series of knives-like patterns on his cheeks, and fine scales spread all over his neck.
This look is weird. Many male disciples have changed their faces, and many female disciples cover their mouths with their hands.
A group of heavenly demon masters locked their divine thoughts one after another, and each of them looked extremely heavy.
"Demon Puppet!" Someone shouted out the title word by word.
Mo Yulou looks like a human now, and he is no different from a monster.
Demon puppet...
There is no need to doubt it at all. This is clearly what a demon puppet looks like.
Yun Jia and others were also shocked, and while they were shocked, Fei Lie was no longer in the stands, and came to the top of the barrier in just one moment.
"Unlock the barrier and terminate the competition!" Fei Lie shouted.
His shout made everyone come to their senses.
A group of demon masters rushed over.
A total of dozens of Heavenly Demon Masters from the Sixteen Kingdoms appeared above the ring at the same time. So many strong men gathered together, and the scene was so spectacular.
It is indeed not the time for the competition. Some people in the field have become demon puppets. At this time, who still has the heart to pay attention to the outcome?
"Who dares!"
The sound of the Li shout that followed came from the highest stands, and the Yanyang Emperor frowned.
"Unlock the barrier and terminate the competition!" Fei Lie just glanced at Emperor Yanyang and roared again.
"The competition has not yet ended. No one is allowed to intervene before the outcome is decided!" Emperor Yanyang shouted again.
The demon masters who maintained the barrier looked at each other and hesitated.
On the ring, Mo Yulou looked at Long Wenmu as if he was admiring his prey. He held the mentality of a cat-showing mouse and did not give him a fatal blow, but just looked at him quietly.
"Yanyang, the competition has not ended yet!" Fei Lie was furious, and even he had no etiquette to the king of a country.
The Tianmo Masters from Qingyun Castle also looked at him angrily.
The demon puppet is the same as the beast, and people have become demon puppets. How can this competition continue?
Emperor Yanyang stood on the platform, looking Leng Yi and pointed at Fei Lie: "No one admits defeat, both sides can fight again, I say the competition will continue! You are just a demon master, how dare you be arrogant in front of me!"
"Yanyang old man, if you don't stop the competition, I will take your dog's head now!" Fei Lie saw the crisis of Long Wenmu below, how could he be calm and wished he could end the competition immediately.
It has already developed to this situation, so what else can I do?
Under the burning of anger, he actually showed murderous intention to Emperor Yanyang.
Many other demon masters who were standing on his side looked at him in surprise. Although Fei Lie is a demon master, it would be too bold to say such words to Emperor Yanyang.
On the ring below, Mo Yulou stretched out his hand and threw Long Wenmu hard toward the barrier. Long Wenmu hit the barrier heavily, and his body was as painful as a dispersed pain. Before he could land, Mo Yulou strangled his throat again.
Mo Yulou did not kill him at all, but was a play by the strong on the weak. He grabbed Long Wenmu and threw it hard towards the barrier on the other side.
Every time he hit the barrier, Long Wenmu would spit out a mouthful of blood.
"I'll tell you to stop!" Fei Lie roared anxiously.
No matter what Yanyang Emperor is, it seems like he wants to attack the barrier and forcefully interrupt the competition.
Yun Rulong stood up immediately: "Get back!"
Fei Lie's raised hand stopped in the air.
"The competition has not ended yet, so you should not interfere with the idle people." Yun Rulong said calmly without hesitation.
His calmness is puzzling, as if the tragic battle below has nothing to do with him at all.
When he heard Yun Rulong give such an order himself, many disciples watching the battle shouted.
On the ring below, there was a loud rumbling sound. Everyone saw Mo Yulou constantly smashing Long Wenmu towards the barrier, and Long Wenmu's breath became weaker and weaker.
Fei Lie's eyes were covered with blood. Even if Yun Rulong personally ordered him, he didn't want to care. He raised his hand and wanted to press the barrier.
Just before he took action, two people wrapped in black robes stood beside Emperor Yanyang.
That murderous intent came from afar and was locked on him.
"Don't be reckless!" Several Tianmo Masters from Qingyun Castle hurried forward and held Fei Lie.
The two people around Emperor Yanyang were the ones who killed the Heavenly Demon Master of Beiming Kingdom on the first day of the competition.
Fei Lie didn't know about these two people, and the others could still not know about them.
If those two people are forced to take action, how can Fei Lie have good results today?
There was constant noise around, and the roar in the field was roaring. Fei Lie struggled angrily. Several Tianmo Masters tried their best to stop him.
"Fei Lie, don't be reckless!"
Several demon masters were very thoughtful.
"Let me go!" No matter how hard Fei Lie struggled, he could not escape the clampdown of several fellow practitioners.
The battle below was particularly fierce, with dazzling blood everywhere, and Long Wenmu was thrown around like a sandbag.
The faces of the Yunjia women were pale. If it weren't for Feng Xiaosheng and Mi Zhuo's stopping them, they would have rushed up desperately.
In the stands, the disciples of Qingyun Castle were filled with righteous indignation, but they were powerless to control anything.
In the barrier, Long Wenmu felt a severe pain as if he had fallen apart, and he felt that he was constantly colliding with the hard things.
If you don’t have the strength to resist, let alone exhaust your demonic power, you can’t resist Mo Yulou at this moment even if you have the demonic power.
Are you going to lose?
He didn't expect Mo Yu Tower to transform.
Isn’t demonization the only people in the Black Dragon Palace able to do it?
Mo Yulou threw him hard into the distance as if he was venting his personal grudge. There were also dense attacks on him, and every shot fell on him was so heavy that it was suffocating.
Long Wenmu felt that many of the bones on his body were broken and trauma was covered with all over his body. He began to feel severe pain all over his body, but gradually, even this pain became numb.
Perhaps all the blood in my body will be dried up, and all the bones in my body will be crushed. There is a mess in my mind, and my internal organs are messy...
Mo Yulou finally squeezed him hard on his throat after he hit the barrier for the last time. The extremely brute force pressed him against the barrier.
The appearance of Mo Yulou at this moment is undoubtedly a demonization.
His demonization did not leave much consciousness. He opened his mouth, vomited bloody air, and roared at Long Wenmu like a beast.
Now he wants to kill Long Wenmu but raise his hands and feet.
He wanted Long Wenmu to experience all the humiliation in the world and to make him feel unconscious. This was the consciousness he developed when he fought with Long Wenmu.
After demonization, most of the reason is replaced by wildness, and only this consciousness is infinitely amplified.
He wants to kill the person in front of him, let him taste all the pain in the world, and let him die in the most painful way!
The hand locked in Long Wenmu's throat slowly tightened, as if it was about to crush his throat.
There were indignant shouts in the stands, but Emperor Yanyang and Yun Rulong remained motionless.
The emcee responsible for deciding the outcome was stunned and was stunned for a moment before he could react.
Seeing Long Wenmu still moving, being held in his hand by the other party. Now Long Wenmu can no longer fight, and the outcome is decided.
The master hurriedly ran to the side of the ring: "Stop, this battle will lead to Yangguo..."
Before the last word "win" was released, it was shocked by a heavy voice.
Dongdong!
The sound was as heavy as a drumbeat.
Dongdong!
The scene changed from noise to silence, and Fei Lie, who was struggling desperately above, was stunned.
Only the heavy sound could be heard in the quiet venue, and countless eyes were fixed on someone on the ring.
Dongdong!
This is like the heartbeat of some kind of huge ferocious beast, heavy and powerful, slow and long...
Dongdong!
Long Wenmu slowly stretched out his hand and held Mo Yulou's wrist.
Mo Yulou's hand gradually loosened Long Wenmu's throat and slowly retreated, which was pushed back by some powerful force.
Long Wenmu slowly opened his eyes, red eyes.
His feet fell to the ground and his chest was violently agitated.
Dongdong!
This is some kind of heartbeat.
This kind of heartbeat can come from wild beasts, monsters, and any fierce thing in the world, but it cannot come from a normal person.
His chest was swelling, and his breath became heavier and heavier.
The bloody hole in the abdomen contracts at a speed visible to the naked eye to stop bleeding.
The crackling sound of the body was that the broken bones were forced to be squeezed back to a normal angle by the muscles and then joined.
Not only the bones and blood holes, but all the wounds on the body are recovering. The ears slowly become sharp, and fine scales grow out of the skin, and dry demonic power continues to gush out of the body.
Everyone was stunned.
The disciples watching the battle are also good, the earth demon masters, the heaven demon masters from various countries, and even the Yun Rulong and Yanyang on the stage.
Yao Yue, who had been lazy, was sitting up, frowning at the man on the stage.
"Demon...puppet..." A demon master of the Tiantian said those two words in a daze.
If Mo Yu Tower turned into a demon puppet shocked them, then the characteristics of monsters appeared around Long Wenmu at this moment, which completely made these knowledgeable people confused and puzzled.
Once was accidental, then the second time was what?
What exactly happened on this venue they didn't know?
Click!
It was the sound of Mo Yulou's wrist breaking.
Mo Yulou's wrist pinched by Long Wenmu was folded into a strange angle.
Long Wenmu looked up slowly, and the scarlet light in his eyes dragged out the cold tail marks. He opened his mouth and roared violently like a ferocious beast!