Changsun Hou is a Heavenly Demon Master. He has this kind of cultivation, but he can't even bear the other party's finger.
Changsun Hou suddenly fell out like this, and Long Wenmu was stunned for a moment.
His cultivation level was too low, and he couldn't feel that Mo Youlin's cultivation level was. He had imagined Mo Youlin's strength, but he never thought that she was so strong.
Changsun Hou is a Heavenly Demon Master. He can severely injure Changsun Hou at will. What is his strength?
Changsun Hou, who was falling to the back, had a bloody arm on his arm. He suddenly roared lowly, and traces of monsters appeared all over his body, and he rushed up again.
He used demonization.
When he used the demonization, he was much better than the fellow practitioners. He stretched out his hands and grabbed Mo Youlin's face with all his strength.
Mo Youlin didn't look up at him until now. Su Bai's hand was pressed on Changsun Hou's chest first. Her gentle behavior seemed to be trying to smooth out the wrinkles on someone's clothes.
With a crisp crackling sound, Changsun Hou's chest sank, and a bunch of blood splashed out from his mouth. He fell heavily back to Long Wenmu's footsteps.
Long Wenmu knew the power of demonization. Changsun Hou used this trick to break the danger several times before. At this moment, what he saw was Changsun Hou who had no power to fight back.
"It turns out that you will also be demonized, but it doesn't seem to be completely. It's a useful person, so let's save your life."
Changsun Hou vomited a mouthful of blood, his face as ferocious as a wild beast.
With the demonization, the recovery ability is different from that of ordinary people. But even so, the injury is not light.
He roared and pounced on him again, but before he could touch the other party, Mo Youlin reached out and pointed his fingers through his shoulder blades and flew back in a mess.
Long Wenmu caught him, flicked his fingers, and more than a dozen demon-killing thunders flew out. Half was flying towards Mo Youlin, and half was flying towards the surrounding walls.
The violent energy continued to rage in this narrow space, and the surrounding dungeons collapsed.
Changsun Hou also knew that the opportunity was not to be lost, so he followed the action and thunderous powers rushed towards the dust.
"Boy, do you really want to die?" Mo Youlin's cold shout came from the dust.
Long Wenmu didn't care about her scolding. Today, he couldn't fight a path of blood, so he had to die here. He secretly gave a wink in the dungeon next to him.
His fingers were like a butterfly flapping his wings and only left a shadow. He was good at using arrows since he was a child. When his fingers were flexible, it was no problem to shoot more than a dozen arrows at the same time.
He bounced his fingers in a row, and hundreds of demon-killing thunders flew out.
Every demon-killing thunder is comparable to the power of a top-grade demon master. One or two may not be enough to do anything, but what about hundreds?
It is equivalent to hundreds of powerful earth demon masters taking action at the same time. I am afraid that even the Heavenly Demon Master must measure whether he dares to take it forward. Not to mention that Changsun Hou has helped him from the side, even if he cannot hurt Mo Youlin's powerful one.
If you block her for a moment, you can always do it.
The power flowed across the aisle, and it was originally the underground, and the soil above suddenly collapsed.
Mo Youlin was annoyed for the first time. The aisle was narrow, and Long Wenmu didn't know what method he could throw so many demon-killing thunders at the same time. Even Mo Youlin could not completely avoid these shocks.
Anyway, Mo Youlin was sure that Long Wenmu must have sneaked into the treasure house, otherwise he would not have had so many demon-killing thunders.
The Demon-killing Thunder is an extremely powerful killing weapon. It took a lot of good materials to make some people from the Tian Yao Continent's General Palace.
The power of each demon-killing thunder is comparable to that of the top-grade demon masters. A few are released together, which is enough to kill powerful people at the level of the demon master in an instant. Of course, this powerful thing is not what the Holy Spirit Continent should have. This thing
It is a weapon that only exists on the Tian Yao Continent. I thought that it might come in handy in the future, so I asked someone to make so many, but who knew that it would actually make this brat cheaper in the end.
In response to these countless demon-killing thunders, Mo Youlin's face became darker and darker.
With her cultivation level, this kind of thing cannot play a role in her, but it can be defeated by its large number.
Long Wenmu threw this thing desperately as if he didn't want money. Mo Youlin couldn't even understand how much he stole in the treasure house?
It would be fine if these demon-killing thunders were just there. With such a big noise, the dungeon was almost collapsed.
"Boy, have you made enough trouble?" Mo Youlin shouted and waved her sleeves forward.
The strong wind swept, and the power of the explosion of several demon-killing thunders was blown away by the wind.
The demon-killing thunder is so powerful that it can be resolved at will, only Mo Youlin can do it.
However, the dust was blown away, and there was no trace of Long Wenmu and Changsun Hou.
Not only the two of them, but also the general Yu and others disappeared.
Mo Youlin brushed her sleeves through the mess, exerting demonic power to support the cave that was almost collapsed, and came to the door of the dungeon that had collapsed nearly half.
There was no one in the dungeon, only a lotus copper platform was placed in the center of the dungeon. The leaves slowly rotated, and after a moment the entire copper platform lost its luster and there was no movement.
The rest of the Heavenly Demon Master followed behind.
"This is...television array..." No one frowned.
There is actually a teleportation array here, which is obviously arranged in advance. These people actually use the teleportation array as a means of escape.
"If you destroy my palace, these thieves will be punished." Someone said indignantly, "Sir, the teleportation distance of this teleportation array will not be too far. I will take people to catch them back now. If these people are not cramped and broken bones, they will be fine.
, it insults the dignity of my palace."
Mo Youlin raised her eyebrows, as if she was not very surprised by Long Wenmu and others' escape, nor was she much angry.
"They have some skills to escape from my nose."
"Sir, I'll go and capture people now. I'll leave them to the adults to deal with it."
"No need." To everyone's surprise, Mo Youlin just waved her hand, "If you can escape, then let them escape."
"Sir, but..."
Before he could say anything, Mo Youlin looked back and made the man shut up.
"They are the people who made trouble in the imperial city a few days ago. It is obvious where they will escape."
Several demon masters looked at each other and suddenly realized.
"Sir, what is it...that village?"
The group of people who escaped from the imperial city a few days ago fled to a village. So, the only place they would go to was there.
As long as you know where they will go, you can definitely take it all in one go.
But several Tian Yao Masters were a little puzzled. They knew what kind of strength Mo Youlin had.
In the Black Dragon Palace, strength has always been the most respected. Mo Youlin was able to take the position of the main hall because of her strength.
If a person like Mo Youlin had a method of enlightenment, he would have been able to kill a few thieves.
It's like she intentionally asked someone to leave...
...
Not far from the imperial city, Long Wenmu and others came out of the teleportation array. When everyone came out, Long Wenmu used the demonic power to smash the teleportation array.
Several people fell to the ground crookedly, gasping for breath.
The imperial city is not far away and can be seen vaguely. Just now, they walked through the Ghost Gate. Several women from Baihua Palace and Yan Ningfeng were scared and retreated. Changsun Hou fell to the ground and was too seriously injured.
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After only a brief fight with his opponent, Changsun Hou was already severely injured. The last violent bombardment of the body completely made him faint.
"We... are coming out alive?" Yan Ningfeng couldn't believe it at this moment.
Come out alive? Go out alive? Escape from that terrible woman...
The woman was terrifying before. Yan Ningfeng was already scared when he saw that man.
After staying in that dark dungeon for so many years, there is still time to see the light of day again.
The teleportation array that Long Wenmu asked Changsun Hou to help prepare before.
At that time, Changsun Hou was the inspector of the dungeon and was able to enter and exit the palace freely.
With his ability, it is not a problem to get a teleportation array. The other end is arranged outside the imperial city, and you can escape from the imperial city by relying on the teleportation array.
Unexpectedly, the original arrangement turned out to be a life-saving straw.
"Go away quickly, it's not time to be safe yet." Long Wenmu carried Changsun Hou on his shoulder.
Today is escaping from death. Long Wenmu was a little surprised to be able to escape from heaven in such a state of dying.
With Mo Youlin's power, if you want to kill them, you should be able to do so at any time.
Mo Youlin is very strong, better than anyone Long Wenmu has ever seen. In Long Wenmu's opinion, Gu Boshan is already strong enough, but he always feels that Mo Youlin brings more pressure.
What kind of cultivation is that Mo Youlin? Could it be the top-grade Heavenly Demon Master?
It was a bit strange to get out of trouble today, but I couldn't figure it out for a short time. Long Wenmu didn't have time to think too much, so he led everyone to rush to a certain direction.
Instead of heading towards the Tianmu Mountains, I changed direction and circled a lot before I stopped to rest.
When I first left the imperial city, I could feel that there were pursuers behind me, but when I got here, there was no trace of pursuers.
This is a road leading to the city and the city, and everyone sits around the roadside.
"Why do I feel that I have used up all my good luck this time?" Yan Ningfeng leaned against a bluestone and sighed leisurely.
Without the pursuit, everyone's hearts finally relaxed a little.
"Brother Yan, don't complain. If luck is really exhausted, someone will definitely use up their luck before you." Long Wenmu said with a smile.
After entering the palace for so many days, I have been tense. At this moment, I feel like I have lost all my strength.
Changsun Hou's injury is no longer important. Although he was seriously injured, his recovery ability is amazing. He has recovered his consciousness and regulated his breathing and meditated next to him.
"Anyway, if it weren't for you, I would still be in that dungeon. I've recorded this kindness, but unfortunately I'm penniless now and I have nothing to repay you. If I'm destined to see you again in the future, I will definitely ask you to have a drink and have fun.
"Yan Ningfeng hugged a refreshing punch, bowed to Long Wenmu, and thought it was thanking him.
"Brother Yan is leaving?"
Yan Ningfeng nodded: "I have been away from the sect for many years. I am the only one left of the fellow disciples who were sent to the palace back then. The sect still doesn't know my current situation. I also need to go back to report the matters of the Black Dragon Palace, so let's leave."
He was about to leave, but Long Wenmu would not force himself to stay. He clasped his fists and bowed.
Yan Ningfeng is a cheerful person, so he turned his head and left quickly. Don’t go today, and I don’t know if there is any chance to meet again in the future.
Long Wenmu shook his head and faded away the melancholy in his heart.