The two looked at each other from afar, and when they saw Jiang Chen's sneer, Mo Luo Wutian chuckled in his heart, and a bad premonition came to his heart.

However, to this day, he doesn't care much.

Hope is close at hand, as long as he rushes out of the space imprisoned by the Dongfang Qinglian Treasure Flag, he can break through the sky with the demons.

And although more than two-thirds of the demonic fog was taken away by Jiang Chen, with the remaining Xu, it was enough for the wildfire to burn inexhaustibly, and the spring breeze blew and reborn.

"As long as you get out of here......"

Moro Wutian's eyes were determined, he had never been more eager to live than he was now.

At this moment, what he is most afraid of is sudden changes. Either Meng Jiang made a surprise move and blocked his way, or Jiang Chen deliberately tricked him and closed him the moment he approached the crack.

"It's getting closer, it's getting closer, it's just a little bit, the deity is about to escape......"

Mo Luo Wutian clenched his fists, the tension made his nails dig into the flesh, but he was still concerned about the hope in front of him, and he didn't realize anything.

One hundred zhang.

Dozens of feet.

Ten zhang.

Sanzhang.

One zhang.

Bang!

The entrance of the cave continued to enlarge in Moluo Wutian's eyes, mixed with the light of demonic blood, which was the only hope in his heart.

With his speed, crossing a distance of a hundred zhang was only between lightning and flint, however, it was this short moment, in the eyes of Mo Luo Wutian, it was particularly long.

Until he tried his best to rush out of the space surrounded by the Oriental Qinglian Treasure Flag at the fastest speed. The huge amount of demonic mist was still dragging behind him like a long dragon.

The oncoming wind, the endless sea of blood.

At this moment, Mo Luo Wutian, who was physically and mentally exhausted, breathed a long sigh of relief,

"The deity...... escaped, moreover, there are still so many origin demon fogs in their hands, as well as millions of demon elites. ”

"It won't be long before the deity can make a comeback!"

In a happy mood, Mo Luo Wutian looked back impressively, looking at Jiang Chen from afar through the crack of the Oriental Blue Lotus Treasure Color Flag,

"Jiang Chen, this time, although the deity is planted in your hands, you have exhausted all your organs, and after all, you will be sparse."

"Today, the deity and the demons have escaped, and there will be a comeback one day, if you have the ability, you will always give me an honest stay in this Asura Realm, and do nothing for the rest of my life!"

"Otherwise, the day waiting for my lord's rebirth will be the time when your Jiang Chen will be destroyed!"

Mo Luo stood in the sky without a sky, although he was extremely embarrassed, but he was full of spirit and shouted.

Before the words fell, Mo Luo Wutian raised his hand and slashed out a palm.

Everywhere Zhanggang went, the space turned into nothingness, and every inch was shattered. A void rift, taking shape.

But at this moment, a high-pitched and loud sound like a cracked silk sounded, as if the sound of the hollow valley was transmitted. The aura and blood of the four directions are intertwined, leading to the general trend of heaven and earth.

The notes are like sharp blades that break through the sky, and like the heavenly maidens scattering flowers, with a sharp sound, killing the Moluo.

In an instant, Mo Luo Wutian's gaze turned cold, and he immediately turned his body around and punched a finger out of thin air.

With the power of one finger, a large number of notes shattered and shattered, and there were still a few notes, passing over the Moluo Wutian and hitting the void. It is like nails, nailing the void space that is about to collapse in an instant.

"Haha, Moluo Wutian, I've been waiting here for a long time."

A hearty laugh came, and Mo Luo Wutian was shocked.

He looked up suddenly, and suddenly saw a man dressed in a purple dragon robe, holding a long piano, elegant and handsome, and domineering standing in front of him.

His subordinate Baoqin exudes a dazzling colorful light, which seems to be beautiful, but in fact contains infinite killing opportunities.

"Emperor Ziwei!"

Moro Wutian was taken aback.

"Haha, Moro, did you ignore us?"

Suddenly, there were two more powerful anomalies, and the breath that was not released under the Ziwei Emperor was released at all.

When Mo Luo Wutian heard this, his eyes became more and more cold,

"Emperor Gou Chen, Antarctic Immortal Emperor, you ...... None of you have entered into my array......"

For a moment, Mo Luo Wutian's fists clenched, and he didn't know whether it was because of fear or anger, and his whole body couldn't help but start trembling.

All of this is Jiang Chen's calculation.

Meng Jiang did not enter the battle, and the three emperors did not enter the battle, so it is naturally reasonable.

The only one who was fooled was the Styx, which ran fast.

And at this moment, in the space transformed by the Oriental Qinglian Treasure Color Flag, Jiang Chen and Meng Jiang came together, descended on the surroundings of Moluo Wutian, and together with the three emperors, formed a situation of encirclement against him.

"Jiang Chen, you dare to play with the deity!"

Mo Luo Wutian pointed at Jiang Chen and couldn't help but say angrily.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen shrugged his shoulders and said with an innocent face:

"You Moluo, you can eat indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense, when have I ever teased you?"

"Do you know that there is still a glimmer of life left in ambush on all sides, and if there is no glimmer of life, it is death. Caught in a place of death, it is bound to fight to the death, and people who are bent on death often burst out with power beyond their own limits, so it is often said that they will be born after death. ”

"However, as long as there is a glimmer of life, no one will be bent on death, and the combat effectiveness will naturally be greatly reduced. For example, if you don't give you this glimmer of hope, after you cast the forbidden technique, you will definitely do your best to kill the Quartet. Even if you can win in the end, you will inevitably lose 1,000 enemies and 800 yourself. ”

"And now, hehe, although you cast a forbidden technique, you just forcibly broke the formation, and escaped with a lot of demonic mist by means against the sky. The current strength should not be one in ten. ”

"What are your chances of winning now?"

Jiang Chen smiled indifferently and looked down at the battlefield below.

At the same time, Mo Luo Wutian also wondered why no one from the demon clan under his command came up for a long time.

When he looked over, his heart was suddenly shocked, and he opened his mouth to spew out a string of blood flowers.

I saw a landscape painting scroll lying below, and the demon soldiers and generals who rushed up desperately were all included in this landscape painting scroll.

"Mountains and Rivers Society Map ......"

"Jiang Chen, you, you, you are really calculating!"

Mo Luo Wutian raised his hand and pointed at Jiang Chen, and his outstretched hand trembled uncontrollably.

Jiang Chen arched his hand,

"I have won awards and awards, dealing with a despicable and shameless and cruel person like you, calculated to this extent, after all, I feel that it is still a little less."

"Moro, before this battle began, I also gave you a chance to mend your ways. It's your hubris and incorrigibility that you've missed the opportunity. ”

"Now, I, Jiang Chen, occupy the time, place, and people, and I am bound to do the right thing for the heavens and the people of the Three Realms, except for you."

"Three Great Emperors, Sister Meng Jiang, do it, get rid of the demons!"

Jiang Chen snorted lightly and quickly stepped back.

Before the words fell, the three emperors and Meng Jiang glanced at each other and nodded in unison.

Immediately, the mana surged, the momentum skyrocketed, or sacrificed the natal magic weapon, or cast the true body of the ancestral witch, and killed the demon Luo Wutian from all directions.

No matter how strong the Demon Dao Forbidden Technique used by Mo Luo Wutian was, at this moment, it was already the end of the strong crossbow, so he could only wave his hand and use the last remaining mana to merge into the demon fog and support a defense.

"Jiang Chen, I hate, I hate!"

"The deity has been crisscrossing the three realms for hundreds of millions of years, even if the Jade Emperor is like a generation, he is regarded by the deity as everything in the palm of his hand. I never thought that today I would be defeated by you. ”

"The mechanism is exhausted, and it will be a void in the end."

"However, although the deity is dead, he still has to pull a few cushions!"

Speaking of which, the momentum of Moluo Wutian was like a rainbow, and the endless waves of magic around his body frantically poured into his body.

A powerful force is secretly accumulating.

At the same time, Jiang Chen sneered,

"Do you think that I came out with Sister Meng Jiang just to watch the excitement?"

"Moro, you don't have a chance!"

Between the words, Jiang Chen raised his spear, and a little cold light flashed on the blade of the Heavenly Dao Divine Killing Spear.