Feng Xiaosheng is proficient in pharmacology and can tell all kinds of magic medicines at a glance.
What Mo Yulou took at this moment was the medicine he had taken before to restore his demonic power.
When Feng Xiaosheng knew what he was taking, he knew that everything would be over.
He still has something to restore his demonic power, so there is no dispute about the outcome of this competition.
After taking the potion, Mo Yulou just knelt quietly and did not move. But anyone with discerning eyes already knew that there was no suspense in the competition.
One side has something to recover, the other side is unable to move, and it is clear who wins and who loses.
In the stands, some people shouted and some lamented. Even the many Heavenly Demon Masters of Qingyun Castle shook their heads.
"Boy, get up!" Fei Lie shouted at Long Wenmu, but Long Wenmu in the barrier did not react at all.
Could it be that failure?
The biggest difficulties have been overcome, but in the end they are defeated?
Even if Long Wenmu only had 10% of his heyday at this moment, it was enough to beat Mo Yulou. But at this last moment, there was nothing to do.
He had already forced Mo Yulou to the end of his life, and even the strange demonization of Mo Yulou was forced out, but he was about to fall in such a place?
Fei Lie wished he could rush in and replace the boy now. But now that things have come to this, what can he do?
Long Wenmu had already taken Qingshen Lu, and now he had no means to restore his demonic power. He had beaten to this point, who would have expected it? If he had known this, Fei Lie would have prepared more Qingshen Lu for him no matter what he said. But there are so many ifs in the world.
Even if the Tian Yao Master is extraordinary and knows that victory or defeat is common in military affairs, it is still a pity for defeat in such a place.
Long Wenmu fell to the ground and time passed by little by little.
After waiting for a while, everyone finally saw Mo Yulou standing up slowly.
Although he was still embarrassed, he was smiling.
Under his messy long hair is a hideous smile.
"You... were finally defeated in my hands..." he growled.
Even though he had already recovered from his human body, the sound was still like the roar of a wild beast.
Long Wenmu is just an ordinary person, how can he compare with him? In his opinion, Long Wenmu is just a person who is giving him boring.
It's just such a bad guy who can force himself to this point.
Forced himself to the point where he had to use it even if he had to demonize himself, how could this kid let him do this?
Mo Yulou's body was trembling, and many wounds on his body had not stopped bleeding, but the laughter was getting heavier.
He is at the end of his strength, but Long Wenmu is even more miserable than him.
Now he relies on external objects to restore his demonic power. Even if the demonic power is only less than 10%, it is enough to establish victory.
His trembling hand moved to the side, and the dagger on the ground in the distance flew back into his hand.
His arms trembled slightly and his sword was lifted, and his steps slowly walked towards Long Wenmu.
"What do you fight with me... Just rely on you to beat me... You are just a humble ant, what do you compete with me!" Mo Yulou looked haggard, but he still let out a vicious roar.
In this battle, he felt too much resentment in his heart. When he was forced to walk by Long Wenmu again and again, he felt a lot of resentment in his eyes. His eyes were scarlet and murderous intent was full of murderous intent.
He wanted to make the greatest torture of this person who humiliated him, to destroy his cultivation and cut off his siblings.
He dared to let himself be so embarrassed today, so he would never be able to turn over.
What he uses to do with himself, why is an ordinary man not different from himself?
In Mo Yulou's eyes, he is no different from the insects on the ground. Why can such a person force himself to the end of his life?
There were countless shouts from Qingyun Castle and Lingyun Castle platform. No matter how loud the anxious voices were, they did not reach Long Wenmu's ears.
Long Wenmu lay on the ground with his eyes half open.
His miserable appearance was not pretending, he really couldn't lose much strength.
The final demonization drained his bottom power. Whether it was demon power or Luoyang Tianhuo, his methods could no longer be used.
He knew that someone was shouting at him in the direction of the stands, and he knew that Mo Yulou was walking towards him.
I knew I was in a crisis, but I was inexplicably calm.
Now his heart is like a sea without a trace of turbulence, deep and quiet.
He lay in a big character on the ground, and Moyu Tower went from far to near, and had already walked a few steps away from him.
The short sword gathered the few demonic power left in Mo Yu Tower. Even if the power above is not great, it is enough to cut off Long Wenmu's future.
The dagger slowly lifted up, and the cold light overflowed.
The last blow was the last blow, and the last blow made this kid doom.
He stepped forward, and the sword was ready to go.
At this moment, he suddenly paused.
He was shocked to see that Long Wenmu was holding a jade bottle in one of his hands.
Mo Yulou didn’t know what the jade bottle was, but the feeling of crisis suddenly popped up.
Long Wenmu pulled his palm and the jade bottle broke in his hand, and a dark red pill appeared between his fingers.
Mo Yulou stared at the dark red pill in a daze.
Pills!
"I guarantee that I will be promoted to the top-grade little demon master within one year, and as long as I join Lingyun Castle, I will get two magic tricks. After being promoted to the Great Demon Master, I will get another pill..."
"Okay, the first condition... I will stay in Lingyun Castle for a month first. If I want to leave in a month, you must not stop me..."
"The second condition is that during my time in Lingyun Castle, I will do whatever I want. No one will restrict me from my acre of three-point land..."
"The third condition is that all the ones you listed before are indispensable. Magic tricks, demon soldiers, and elixirs will be delivered to my yard before tomorrow..."
"What the sir promised to you..."
"Bahuo Pill is a low-grade pill. If you take the pill, your power will exceed your limit in a short period of time. However, the side effects of this pill are not small. At the very least, you can be bedridden for a period of time, and at the worst, you will be backfired by the fire, which will damage the demon marks. Use with caution..."
"If one day we can't tolerate us, would you like to go away with me..."
The colorful and chaotic scenes flashed in Long Wenmu's mind, and he felt that time had stopped at this moment.
The scenes that were originally far away as time seemed to be in front of us.
In the stands, Yun Jia's delicate body shook violently.
There was no need for extra words, and when she saw the pill appear, she understood everything.
Long Wenmu joined Lingyun Castle. She once gave Long Wenmu two magic tricks, "Liuyun Step" and "Neiyun Broken", and also gave him a fire-Battle Pill...
Long Wenmu flicked his fingers, and the pill flew into the air and fell silently into his mouth.
It was like a drop of water falling into the calm water, causing the silent silence to stir up waves...
The pill fell into Long Wenmu's mouth, as if it was poured into a ball of fire.
Mo Yulou rushed over like crazy and stabbed him with all his strength.
How could he allow Long Wenmu to reverse the defeat? How could he allow Long Wenmu to climb up the heights on his own?
Long Wen kicked his short sword away with his feet, and at the same time, he also kicked Mo Yulou's wrist holding the sword.
Long Wenmu's body was filled with blood and energy, and the blood energy did not dissipate, turning into blood-colored flames to wrap his whole body.
There was only tranquility in his ears, as quiet as his heart at this moment.
He slapped his palm on the ground and turned over.
The fist wrapped in blood was blown out and fell heavily on Mo Yulou's chest.
Mo Yulou's chest was sunken, and Long Wenmu could feel the tactile bones under his chest.
The second punch was shot out, leaving another deep pit in his chest.
Each punch is to use all the strength of the body to swing, and each punch releases the strength of the body.
The Bahuo Pill turned into a continuous stream of demonic power that filled his limbs and bones. The meridians that had long dried up greedily absorbed this power and regained their vitality.
Each punch was covered with blood and energy, and each punch carried the power squeezed out of his body.
He didn't know how many punches he had swung, and he tried his best to each punch. The pills kept replenishing the loss in his body, and the replenishing power was constantly exerted by him.
He knocked Mo Yu Tower to the edge of the ring and pressed Mo Yu Tower against the barrier. He still kept on his way to this point, punching one punch after another, using all his spare power...
There was a loud rumbling sound, which was the only movement in the quiet field. Long Wenmu didn't know how long it took, nor how many fists he had swung. His bloody fist stopped in the air, and the two demon masters behind him grabbed one of his arms.
In front of him was an unhealthy blood man. His movements stopped, and the blood man in front of him slipped along the barrier and stopped moving again...
"The competition is over, the battle between the Heavenly Demons, Yunxuan Guo wins!"
The voice of announcing the victory and defeat resounded throughout the audience.
Long Wenmu's cracked lips raised slightly, listening to the high cheers around him that had never been seen before, and listening to the announcement of victory, the remaining consciousness sank into the darkness.
...
The Battle of Heavenly Demons has ended, but the atmosphere will not be calm.
After the Battle of Heavenly Demons, the entirety of the last battle was still talked about after the war.
Long Wenmu didn't know how long he had been sleeping, but woke up slowly from his sleep.
Opening my eyes, I saw the familiar roof. I lay on a soft big bed, but there was nothing that was not painful.
As soon as I woke up, my mind was still a little confused. I heard the door open and the sound of messy footsteps came from outside the house.
"Young Master, you are awake!" The first thing I heard was Ye Lan's voice.
"Look, look, I'll say this kid is fine." Then Feng Xiaosheng's voice.
"Junior Brother Long is extremely powerful, so how can there be something wrong? You are all worried about it yourself." Aoki's voice followed closely.
The house was filled with people, and Long Wenmu finally turned his head and saw that the house was full of people.
This is my own room, this is the small courtyard at the top of Lingyun Peak.
I have returned to Lingyun Peak at some point.
There was nothing that was not painful on his body. He had just woken up, and the noisy sounds around him made him feel confused.
Aoki and Yelan were like two chirping larks, giggling while talking. Feng Xiaosheng and Mizhuo had never stopped fighting since they entered the house.
There seems to be endless things to say in Mariser Yu and Fei Xiaoyu…
"Give me peace of mind!" Long Wenmu had enough strength to protest.
The room finally calmed down.
"Oh, I'll just say it. This brat is rough and thick-skinned, so nothing will happen." Mi Zhuo curled his lips, "Look, he still has the strength to scream now, so it must be fine."
"This is the medicine given by me, so he can heal so quickly. Why are you yelling nonsense? You don't hear him, he thinks you're quarrel?" Feng Xiao was getting stronger and stronger, rushing forward in the crowd.
"Fuck, that's what I gave him a demonic power. Old Man Feng, you can't show off your trash medicine."
"Master, when will you two elders argue? Isn't it enough for you both to have the credit?"
"No, right? It's obvious that the young master is strong in recovery, so I said the young master is definitely fine."
"Well, the barbarian is a cat. He has nine lives and will definitely not die..."
If Long Wenmu had the strength, he would want to cover his ears with his hands.
As the saying goes, you can’t bear it anymore and you don’t need to endure it anymore. If these people continue to make noise, Long Wenmu will really start to attack.
At this time, a sound that was different from these sounds finally came.
"Enough, don't make any noise!"
Everyone stopped hearing the sound.
The crowd separated to both sides, revealing Yun Jia at the end.
Yunjia walked through the crowd and Yingying came to Long Wenmu.