There are countless pursuers behind, and Mo Yulou, a powerful enemy, is right in front of you.
"Boy, weren't you very arrogant during the Battle of Heavenly Demons?" Mo Yulou said with a cold smile.
He reached out to exert his demonic power, and the violent power was vented. Long Wenmu mobilized the power of ice and fire to resist it, but was still bombarded out.
The already seriously injured body was injured again, and blood spurted out of his mouth and fell to the ground.
Mo Yulou now treats him with a purely cat-showing mouse attitude.
For Mo Yulou, after being promoted from cultivation to Earth Demon Master, Long Wenmu is no longer a strong enemy.
He admitted that Long Wenmu's strength might not be able to surpass his fellow practitioners.
But in front of himself now, even if he is stronger than before, he is just an ant that he can crush to death at will.
Long Wenmu was covered in blood and coughed violently.
Before, he broke out of the imperial city, fought with the pursuers again and again, and now facing Mo Yulou, his body has long been full of holes and his demonic power has been consumed.
Not to mention now, even in the heyday of Moyu Tower, there is no chance of winning head-on conflict.
Long Wenmu got up silently.
The Earth Demon Master... Mo Yulou was promoted to the Earth Demon Master, which was a world of difference from the past. This is his current strength.
The Liuyun Step was used and rushed to the side. Mo Yulou sneered, and even without even using his body skills, he caught up with Long Wenmu's speed and gave a light guide from the side.
Long Wenmu saw that the situation was wrong, his body was fogging, and Mo Yulou's offensive passed through the fog.
"Stupid brat!" Mo Yulou shouted coldly. He had seen Long Wenmu's natal demon skill. Could this kid think that the same trick would be useful?
While Long Wenmu was fogging, Mo Yulou's figure suddenly disappeared, and he also used his natal demon skills.
Long Wenmu's body was solid and he felt a murderous intent attacking behind him. He held up a bright fireball without hesitation.
The dark shadows around him dissipated, and Mo Yulou fell out of a disappearing dark shadow in a mess.
"I won't be a human being if I don't kill you today!" Mo Yulou's hair roared lowly.
His natal demon skills are useful to anyone, and his ability is "shadow". Not to mention ordinary monsters, even if the Heavenly Demon Master comes, he will not be able to easily break his ability. But only Long Wenmu's strange flame
It's his nemesis.
With a fierce thrust towards Long Wenmu, although Long Wenmu could control Mo Yulou's natal demon skills, the gap in strength could not be made up for it. His body was like a dead leaf in the strong wind, and it was directly lifted out.
When he crashed into a jungle, Long Wenmu felt that his bones were almost crushed by the force. The large bushes that had been smashed into pieces were finally stopped by the trunk of a giant tree.
A mouthful of blood was vomited from his mouth, his eyelids were filled with heavy lead, and I don’t know how many bones were broken on his body.
Feeling the strong wind coming from the front, his arms crossed forward to block, and another gust of energy hit him, Long Wenmu was bombarded again. He dragged out a bloodline and knocked into a bush.
After suffering this kind of collision one after another, his internal organs were shaking violently, and even the demon marks in his dantian were shaking endlessly.
Before he could stand up, Mo Yu Tower appeared in front of him.
Long Wenmu mobilized the demonic power that was not left to gather into a vortex of ice and fire and rushed towards Mo Yulou. Mo Yulou raised his palm and bombarded the vortex.
One is the peak of strength and the other is the end of the strength, and the gap between them is obvious.
Mo Yulou raised his hand, gathered demonic power at his fingertips, and the sharp energy directly penetrated Long Wenmu's shoulder.
Long Wenmu groaned, his blood-scattered eyes widened, and blood-red spurted out from behind his shoulders, leaving a hole for his penetration.
Behind him he bumped into the trunk of a tree.
"Aren't you very good at running? Let me see if you run another one." Mo Yulou sneered with hatred.
Of course, he would not kill Long Wenmu so easily. During the Battle of the Heavenly Demons, he suffered a great loss in the hands of this kid and was severely injured in the hands of this kid. Qiu Moyulou can clearly remember this.
He walked forward, pinched Long Wenmu's throat, and lifted him up.
Since Mo Yulou became a demon master, he has ever experienced such a defeat? Even in the place where he came, no one has ever made him feel such shame.
For Long Wenmu, he wanted to tear this kid out of corpses.
Although Long Wenmu was struggling, he could not escape the clamping of Mo Yulou.
Mo Yulou's palms tightened slightly, and Long Wenmu's throat creaked, as if even his bones would be crushed by the other party in the next moment.
"You can beat me in the battle of the Heavenly Demons, but today is different from the past. What do you use to beat me?" Mo Yulou sneered and threw Long Wenmu roared.
Long Wenmu's teeth were clenched, and blood was oozing between his teeth.
Mo Yulou didn't know what level it was for the third source stone to be refined. His strength was so strong that ordinary earth demon masters could not be compared with him at all.
Long Wenmu raised his hand and stabbed Mo Yulou in the heart, holding the broken shallow hidden sword in his hand.
Now, Long Wenmu really doesn't have much strength left. He stabbed it out with a broken knife, and Mo Yulou didn't even dodge, allowing Long Wenmu to stab it.
The knife stabbed Mo Yulou and could not even hurt his body, but only cut his clothes.
Mo Yu Tower is far stronger than before. He has demonic power to protect his body, so how could Long Wenmu, who doesn't have much strength left, be injured now?
"Yes, you can still struggle until death. How do you want to struggle? Let me see if you struggle." Mo Yulou sarcastically said lightly, and his palms slowly tightened.
Anyway, he was already sure that Long Wenmu could no longer escape his palm today.
Long Wenmu's face was not much bloody.
"It's different from the past... what you said...yes..." Long Wenmu held back and spit out a few words.
The broken knife stabbed Mo Yu Tower again and again, and Mo Yu Tower was not even interested in hiding, so he let him go, wanting to see how this kid could still struggle to death.
The more Long Wenmu struggled, the more Mo Yulou could feel the pleasure of revenge.
Long Wenmu stabbed the broken sword again and again, as if he had already lost his skills. He stabbed several times without success. He changed to a short blade and then stabbed it.
The more Mo Yulou saw his dying appearance, the more excited he became.
Can this kid hurt himself by changing his weapon?
The short blade in Long Wenmu's hand stabbed Mo Yulou's chest.
Mo Yulou smiled and looked down. Long Wenmu had a small dagger in his hand.
The dagger is filled with light and looks well-made.
But just this alone wants to hurt himself? Mo Yulou wanted to mock him for a few words, but found that Long Wenmu's eyes were filled with a certain indifference, which seemed to look at a dead person.
In an instant, the mottled light gathered into a beam of light and splashed out, piercing Mo Yulou's chest without reservation.
The power of the sky rainbow thorn was released instantly, and half of Mo Yulou's body was instantly crushed.
When the rainbow light disappeared into the sky, half of the body of Mo Yulou fell softly. Until he died, his face had not yet faded from his mockery and contempt.
Long Wenmu touched the ground with one knee, covered his neck and gasped and coughed.
The power of the Tianhong Thorn is comparable to that of the Tianmo Master, and even Mo Yulou can't resist it. Not to mention that he doesn't take Long Wenmu seriously now, and suffered a careless loss and was killed in one fell swoop.
Long Wenmu coughed for a long time before he recovered and his mouth curled up.
"You are right. Today is different from the past. It's not on the ring. If I want to kill you, I can do it."
Mo Yulou is the only powerful enemy he has encountered so far that he can call "equality".
If it is on the ring, it will be difficult for Long Wenmu to beat him. But if it is a life-and-death battle, it will do everything possible. It is not impossible for Long Wenmu to kill him.
Long Wenmu fell down weakly and gasped on the tree trunk behind him.
I took out a bottle of medicine and applied it to the wound on my shoulder, and the blood was stopped soon.
Thinking about this powerful enemy in the past, he is now dead at his feet. If you want to blame him, he can only blame him for his bad luck.
Long Wenmu took a few deep breaths to calm the breath in his body. He couldn't delay any longer. The sky rainbow thorn was too static, which would definitely attract the attention of others. If he stayed there, he might be targeted again.
He took off the storage device on Mo Yulou and put away three source stones from his body.
At first glance, Long Wenmu couldn't help but be stunned. The three source stones were actually the source stones of the great demon dragon species. Mo Yulou could absorb these three source stones. Such qualifications were probably rare among the local demon masters.
At first sight. If he did not die here today, but made him continue to become stronger, perhaps one day, he would become the best among the Heavenly Demon Masters and even go further than others.
It’s a pity that once you turn into dust, you will have nothing. No matter how good the qualification is, it will become empty talk.
Long Wenmu slowly flew forward with his broken body. After a series of battles, the demonic power was exhausted and his body was already full of holes.
While flying, he took out a walnut-sized crystal.
This is something that was discovered in the body of the demon after hunting the Earth Demon Cloud Hidden Beast.
This thing looks like a demon crystal, but it is different from an ordinary demon crystal.
Relying on this thing, Long Wenmu felt that his demonic power was recovering quickly.
Not far away, there was another shout of killing coming from behind. Long Wenmu knew that the pursuit must be the pursuers from the Yang Kingdom.
Before he could escape, the pursuers had already caught up with him. Long Wenmu knew that it would be difficult for him to escape if he didn't solve the pursuers. There was another fierce battle between the two sides.
Long Wenmu didn't know how long he had fought with them, but he felt that he had killed dozens of people, and he had a lot of injuries. He was dizzy in his mind and continued to rush forward, but it didn't take long.
Another pursuer is chasing him.
These pursuers were like wolves who smelled the blood. As long as Long Wenmu fought here, someone would always sense the movements here to support him.
Long Wenmu repels the pursuers again and again, and I don’t know how many of them died in his hands.
I always feel that these pursuers are increasing, and I am afraid that all the orders have been received will gather here.
Long Wenmu deals with the people chasing again and again, and sometimes before he can handle it, new pursuers join in.
Once... twice... three times... four times... these pursuers were like tides, coming and going, going and coming again.
The battle seemed to be endless. Long Wenmu kept rushing left and right in the crowd, fighting fiercely with the continuous crowd. Fists and feet, swords and swords, weapons and fists and feet face each other again and again
Once, the same battles are repeated, and it seems that there is never an end...
Long Wenmu only felt that even the sky was getting darker, and the bloody sunset shone from the sky, illuminating the whole world into blood.
He was holding a demon sword that he had stolen from somewhere in his hand, and the knife was inserted into the ground, and the man sat at a high place.
There are no more pursuers around...
He had no strength left, and felt that he could not even control the air now. His consciousness was wandering on the edge of awakening, just watching the setting sun shine red around.
Thinking that there are several earth demon masters who die at his hands today, the great demon master is not very many. Thinking that he is a little demon master who can kill so many powerful people, it will be a shock to the point of being spread.
Alright... Long Wenmu's consciousness is getting heavier and heavier, as if he is about to fall into the bottomless abyss.
Someone flew in front of him again, and the veins on Long Wenmu's bloody hand holding the knife were pounding slightly.
In the hazy eyes, what he saw was Lan Zhiyin's face. Behind Lan Zhiyin were there, Yu Dashuai, Fei Xiaoyu and others.
Perhaps seeing the familiar face, the tense string in my heart finally broke, my eyes turned black and I fell weakly into the arms of Lan Zhiyin.
Lan Zhiyin and his friends rushed back after not waiting for Long Wenmu for a long time.
Everyone is silent.
Looking at Long Wenmu, who was incompletely skinned, holding a broken knife in his hand, his whole body was dyed with blood, with almost no intact skin, and countless scars all over his body. I don’t know what kind of war it takes to turn a person into this.
Everyone has the same feeling, awe, and thrilling in their hearts.
The bloody sunset in the sky and the red earth.
It is not the ground that is red by the sunset, but the wilderness that is dyed red by blood.
Long Wenmu sat on the pile of corpses, and the corpses piled into a small mountain.
Looking at what you see, the vast wasteland was filled with shocking tragic appearance, with corpses everywhere and blood gathered into a river. I don’t know if it was hundreds or thousands of corpses, almost covering the wasteland.
Everything was silent in silence, only the bloody sunset seemed to tell everything that had happened here.