Mo Luo Wutian disappeared into the rolling demonic mist, although he manipulated the demon waves in all directions, most of his attention was still on the body of the demon king Bo Xun.

As the saying goes, the clay figurines are still three points rustic, let alone Bo Xun.

Although Bo Xun wants to guard the Shura Palace, when he sees all this, he will inevitably be unbearable, and it will be a matter of time before he makes a move.

However, at the moment when Bo Xun left the Shura Palace, Wutian made a move!

Facing the oncoming blood-colored sword, Mo Luo Wutian smiled indifferently and waved it casually.

It seems to be a random shot, but it contains a lot of mana and the general trend of endless heaven and earth.

Although the Shura Purgatory Slash was like a bamboo, shaking away a lot of demonic mist, in front of Moluo Wutian, it sank like a stone into the sea and dissipated in an instant.

At the same time, the four demon generals of the demon clan, including Cui Jue, descended behind Bo Xun at the same time, cutting off Bo Xun's retreat.

"Hehe, it's fun to have friends from afar. If you're here, why rush to leave? As the host, this seat should be hospitable. ”

Mo Luo Wutian stood with his hands in his hands and sneered.

The long knife in the hand of the demon king Bo Xun was horizontal, and his eyes became more and more cold,

"I, who are you masters, a group of invaders, butchers, and executioners. If you do such a thing that loses your conscience, aren't you afraid that you will lose your luck and fate and suffer God's curse? ”

Despite being under siege, the Demon King Bo Xun is still undaunted.

Mo Luo Wutian smiled indifferently,

"Damnation? What is the sky? ”

"Since the deity is called Wutian, he has long since stopped taking the so-called heaven in his eyes, so how can he talk about heaven's curse."

"You Asura race is a race that was mistakenly created by the River Styx and is intolerable to heaven and earth. Your existence is a mistake in the first place, and all the races of the Three Realms will regard you as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh. ”

"However, what the deity did was to let the Asura clan contribute to the rebirth of our lord, and it can be regarded as a well-deserved death."

"Bo Xun, you should be grateful to the deity."

Moluo's words and deeds made Bo Shun feel disgusted.

The anger that was full of anger also erupted at this moment.

"You demon, you are talking nonsense."

"My clan is a remnant of heaven and earth that is not tolerated, so what is your demon clan?"

"The poor worm who was defeated in the early days of the flood famine, the shameless dog thief who survived in the name of Rahu, how can he be ashamed to decide the fate of our clan!"

"Give me, die!"

The Demon King Bo Xun shouted violently, the strong mana and the terrifying physical power were intertwined, and under the explosive energy, the giant blade in his hand waved impressively.

This sword, although it has not used any magical powers, is infused with Bo Xun's full strength.

The terrifying power was intertwined and agitated, and with the fierce Gang Qi sweeping, the four demons would be shocked back.

Facing the oncoming powerful sword, Mo Luo Wutian's expression was indifferent, and his right hand was slowly stretched out.

In terms of body shape, Mo Luo Wutian was like a speck of dust in front of Bo Xun.

But in the next moment, the giant blade of thousands of zhang suddenly stopped in mid-air, and when he looked closely, he was gently stretched out and dragged by Mo Luo Wutian.

This scene is particularly shocking.

Mo Luo Wutian slowly raised his head, looked at the tall Bo Xun, and smiled coldly,

"You just asked, what qualifications does the deity have to decide the fate of your clan, and now, the deity will answer you."

"Just ...... Strength! ”

"This is a cruel world, and no matter how it develops, the law of the jungle will remain the same."

"Now, the deity has the power to surpass your Asura clan, and it is qualified to decide the fate of your clan."

"What do you have to say about that?"

Mo Luo Wutian sneered again and again, and between his words, a huge amount of demonic mist swirled behind him, condensed, and gathered around his body.

The more terrifying and cold momentum was released in all directions.

The momentum of the lawless became stronger and stronger, and gradually Bo Xun felt powerless.

"The weak do not have the right to choose their own destiny, only the fate of life and death determined by the strong."

"You will have to pay the price for your weakness!"

Mo Luo Wutian continued to speak, filled with magnetic Dao Dao magic sounds, destroying Bo Xun's faith and disintegrating his mental defenses.

"Bo Xun, wouldn't it be beautiful to return to my clan and share the Three Realms with my clan!"

Moro continued to follow the temptation.

But at this moment, Bo Xun's misty gaze suddenly became extremely resolute.

"Guishun, it's a daydream, Lao Tzu can't wait to kill you demon with a knife!"

"Adversary, die!"

Bo Xun burst into a shout, and on the giant blade in his hand, a thousand feet of blood light bloomed.

In the blink of an eye, the blood light condensed into a line of blood, merging into the blade.

Shura Purgatory Slash, Kill the Gods!

Bo Xun drew his knife and slashed, the distance between the two was too close, Mo Luo Wutian didn't notice it for a while, plus the Shura Purgatory Slash was powerful and extremely mysterious.

At that moment, a large area of demonic mist around Moluo Wutian's body shattered under the giant blade.

The terrifying power, mixed with the devastating impact, directly whipped Mo Luo Wutian away.

Wutian stabilized his body, snorted, and spurted out a string of black blood flowers.

This scene made the demons take aback fiercely.

"This, what the hell is going on, the boss was shocked back by just a few waves, and the ...... was injured"

"Impossible, before my lord was reborn, the boss was the first combat force of our clan, not only retaining all the strength of the flood period, but also the luck of our clan, the strength has increased greatly. Not to mention Bo Xun, even if Styx comes, it is not necessarily the opponent of the boss. ”

"Fang Cai is just careless, next, there will be no chance in this wave!"

Surprised by the demons, Wutian raised his hand to wipe the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and in his cold gaze, a cold killing intent escaped,

"You evil beast, like the old ghost of the River Styx, you don't know how to lift up, and you can't be edified."

Between the words, Mo Luo Wutian stretched out his big hand and shook it violently.

In an instant, the four directions of heaven and earth changed suddenly, and the demon waves swept around the body of the demon king Bo Xun, turning into black tornadoes in the shape of an inverted funnel. exudes the terrifying power of suppressing the heavens and the earth, and suppresses the demon king Bo Xun to the death.

The next moment, a demonic flame that exuded a breath of silence condensed in the palm of the Moluo's palm, and turned into a black demonic lotus in an instant.

"You will pay for your ignorance!"

Mo Luo Wutian's eyes froze, and when he turned his hand, the demon lotus full of destructive power burst out and smashed straight towards the demon king Bo Xun.

At this moment, Wutian had already moved his murderous intent.

Bo Xun felt the terrifying power that suppressed his body and was difficult to break free, and looked at the oncoming Silent Demon Lotus, all thoughts were lost, and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Ancestor, disciple...... I did my best! ”

Bang!

A violent popping sound sounded in front of Bo Xun.

But after a while, Bo Shun was surprised to realize that he was safe and sound.

"It's, what's going on......"

Bo Xun was puzzled, and couldn't help but slowly open his eyes.

The demonic flames were vertical and horizontal, and under the interweaving of golden light and blood light, two familiar backs came into his eyes.

One person is dressed in white, stepping on the fifteen-grade merit golden lotus, holding a black, hard and long Heavenly Dao Divine Killing Spear, the fairy spirit is ethereal, and the domineering is exposed.

In addition to the three feet of snow on the king's body, who in the world is worthy of white clothes!

"Jiang Chen!"

Bo Xun and Mo Luo rang for a moment, and then exclaimed in unison.

One of them is Jiang Chen.

The other is Jiang Chen's personal maid - Su Yunxi.

At this moment, Jiang Chen and Su Yunxi joined forces to sacrifice the fifteen-grade meritorious golden lotus and the twelve-grade karmic fire red lotus, with momentum like a rainbow, facing the rolling demon flames.

At the same time, Jiang Chen slowly raised the Heavenly Dao God Killing Spear, and the tip of the spear was pointed directly at Mo Luo.

"Ignorance does not have to pay a price, but it is those who claim to be superior and regard the lives of others as if they were a mustard."

"Moro, die!"