The Pu Demon greedily absorbed the golden soul. The battle between him and Wei, although he had the upper hand, but the loss was also great. The two wisps of golden soul sent by the Great Elder of the Cang Clan were like timely rain, and he snatched them from Zuo Mo's hand without hesitation. Zuo Mo didn't stop it, probably because he couldn't stop it.

The golden mist penetrated into the body of the Pu Demon at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the Pu Demon had a satisfied expression on his face. However, a part of the golden mist drifted towards the guards, and although the number was only a quarter, the pu demon was still a little unhappy.

But he was helpless about the situation in front of him, just as no matter how much he looked at this hypocrite, it was impossible to kill him. He was able to survive in the Demon Refining Tower for three thousand years, which was directly related to this strange armor-piercing. Wei is an armor-breaking armor spirit, and the nature of the pu demon is similar, except that he is not bound by the armor.

For three thousand years, he has been using his brains to occupy this tombstone armor, but this tombstone armor is self-contained, and the evil door is tight.

But at the thought that this hypocrite couldn't retract the turtle shell, the pu demon couldn't help but feel proud. No matter how he said it, he was also a generation of heavenly demons, and he knew countless ways to do it, and he always found a few ways to use it.

In a sense, he and Wei can be regarded as symbiosis now, neither of them can destroy anyone, even the golden soul and the pu demon can't absorb all of them, and some of them must be absorbed by Wei. Although the Pu Demon was clearly in a strong position now, it obviously didn't make him feel anything happy. Even if the hypocrite has an extraordinary background, in the eyes of the Pu Demon who is above the top, this is really a bit cheap.

A piece of armor is on an equal footing with oneself...... This is so fucking annoying for my brother!

After absorbing the golden soul, the Pu Demon's hair was even more black and shiny, and his blood pupils were a little more shiny, and his tongue like a snake letter licked his lips inadvertently, and he was a little unsatisfied. He glanced at Wei who was sitting cross-legged, and he could naturally see that the Golden Soul was also a great help to Wei.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Pu Demon's mouth, after three thousand years of dealing, he knew the character of this neighbor of his own quite well. Even if this guy has promised not to teach Zuo Mo magic skills, it is impossible to give up so well.

However, probably Wei would never have imagined that he was only a few words of Liao Liao that day, but it brought great inspiration to Pu Demon.

For a pervert like Pu Demon, the slightest hint and inspiration can change too many things.

Wait and see!

Pu Demon narrowed his eyes.

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Zuo Mo looked at Mo Ruhuo, a little surprised, a guy who looks so rough, but the magic he uses is so strange, it is really a demon who can't look good.

Mo Ruhuo was stared at by Zuo Mo so much that he felt furious, especially Zuo Mo didn't say a word, which made him feel even more pressured. What should I say at this time?

"I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person"? Or "Big brother, I have admired the name for a long time, let the younger brother live!" Or just run away......

Poor Mo Ruhuo's mind was full of miscellaneous thoughts, and all kinds of strange thoughts came one after another. He didn't think about resisting at all, even in the face of Yuzizhou, he would definitely not be so nervous. Yu Zizhou's strength is stronger than him, but he believes that as long as he grits his teeth and is not afraid of death, he may not have no chance of victory. He thinks that if he is ruthless, most of those so-called geniuses can't compare to him.

However, the laughing Mogo in front of him, whether it is a comparison of strength or ruthlessness, he thinks that he has absolutely no chance.

What made him want to cry the most was that he had provoked this incident by himself! He was really impatient with his life! He wanted to slap himself twice, such a stupid thing actually happened to him! All the thugs from all walks of life in the demon world were all avoiding this murderer at this time, and they took the initiative to send it to the other party's mouth......

Even he knew that the bounty offered by the demon city to Xiao Mogo was constantly decreasing. The demons who originally had the mentality of watching jokes were really frightened this time. Fierce and violent, murderous and boiling, such a momentum can never be formed by a demon who is not clean in his hands, and his divine sense cannot be faked.

On this point, almost all demons are surprisingly consistent.

Laughing Mogo is an outlaw with blood on his hands!

The elders of the students ordered them to stop all kinds of actions against Laughing Mogo. And some over-the-top students were even grounded by their families and were not allowed to go out. The Ji family and the Qinghua family also kept a low profile, obviously not wanting to have any more troubles. The genius alliance, which has always been arrogant, also collectively lost its voice.

They have enough power, they have enough strength, but no one wants to provoke such an outlaw. What's more, he is still an outlaw with amazing strength at a young age? Some demons who have some experience secretly discuss in private that if Xiao Mogo can live for another twenty years, he is afraid that there will be another butcher in the demon world.

Just when Mo Ruhuo was thinking about what to do, he suddenly laughed and Mogo spoke.

"The demonic mark on Cang Lin's body was left by you?"

Mo Ruhuo's heart trembled, this is a typical Xingshi asking for guilt! Zuo Mo's sentence shattered all the luck in his heart. Mo Ruhuo is a fierce character in the end, and in a desperate situation, he aroused his ferocity, and stiffened his neck and said: "That's right!

Zuo Mo was sure, and he didn't talk nonsense at the moment, and a few little demon spells in his hand slammed his face towards Mo Ruhuo.

Now that he had made a move, Mo Ruhuo calmed down and steadily caught Zuo Mo's attack. After a few back and forth, he quickly realized that Laughing Mogo didn't seem to have the unstoppable momentum of recording hexistic, and his attacks weren't too strong. However, Mo Ruhuo has rich experience in actual combat, and although he usually has a heavy murderous spirit, he is very cautious in fighting.

After holding on for more than twenty breaths, the laughing Mogo was still as lukewarm as water, and there was not much threat. And at this time, Mo Ruhuo also completely let go of his hands and feet, and the offensive gradually grew.

Mo Ruhuo's magic was very peculiar, there were countless flames flying around him, his hands were constantly scratching the void in front of him, and the trajectory of the flames flying in the sky was extremely strange and fluttering. It's like there's a wireless thread in front of him, connecting these flames around him.

Zuo Mo casually struck a little demon spell in his hand, blocking a wisp of flames, and the alarm on the back of his neck suddenly appeared, he did not hesitate to bow his head, only to see a flame blade passing against his scalp. He didn't have time to dodge, and a flame shot shot up from the ground, aiming straight at his lower abdomen.

Zuo Mo made a mistake with both feet, and with a flick of his left hand, a little demon hit the flame spear accurately, and it was deflected. But Mo Ruhuo's attack did not end here, on the contrary, it became more and more fierce! The flames flying around him could not only fly and attack at will, but also transform into various attack forms, which could not be prevented.

The first time Zuo Mo encountered this strange demonic technique, he was suddenly in a hurry and a little embarrassed.

Mo Ruhuo saw it in his eyes, and his morale was even more boosted. He estimated that Xiao Mogo's set of gold armor was only afraid of some special restrictions, otherwise it would have been in the ring last time, and Xiao Mogo might have been injured. Otherwise, it would definitely not be used until now.

Thinking about it like this, Mo Ruhuo's heart is even more afraid. It's not uncommon to laugh at Mogo, and those powerful sorcery often have strict restrictions or come at a great price.

If that's the case, now is no doubt when Mogo is at his weakest!

Is it a godsend?

As soon as he thought of the murderer of the famous demon realm, who was abused to death by himself, the unprecedented pleasure instantly filled his entire body, and his body even trembled slightly due to excessive excitement! What a wonderful thing! What a wonderful thing! What a thing that he didn't even dare to think of, it actually happened in front of him. The extreme fear and despair that had sprung up in his heart suddenly took a turn for the worse, and the excitement and pleasure he produced consumed him like a tidal wave. It was in this wonderful situation that his form reached its highest ever. The magic that has just broken through, there is no jerkiness in his hands, and it is unspeakable, every magic is like his instinct, perfect to make him feel enjoyable!

Zuo Mo only felt as if he had suddenly fallen into the heart of a flame hurricane, and all kinds of fire demon techniques swept towards him with his head and face swept towards him, and even worse, he had no room to dodge at all. The other party's demon magic spread out, and the momentum was so great that it exceeded Zuo Mo's expectations.

However, Zuo Mo was not flustered, his figure looked embarrassed, but his expression and his gaze did not have a trace of waves.

The light in his hand never stopped, and the little magic was as simple as breathing for him. Sometimes it was a ray of light, sometimes it was several rays of light, and five hundred kinds of little demon spells formed countless combinations in his hands. These little demon techniques that are combined together, or traction, or blocking, often the slightest gap, will be keenly captured by Zuo Mo. It was by taking advantage of these subtle gaps that Zuo Mo dodged again and again.

The flaming hurricane is intensifying, and it is growing!

Looking at the embarrassed laughing Mogo under his own demon arts, Mo Ruhuo was extremely proud in his heart, the longer his [Phantom Flame Storm] lasted, the more powerful it became, it would continue to grow on its own, and the divine consciousness he needed to consume did not change much.

The longer this fight drags on, the better it will be for him.

Sure enough, Laughing Mogo became more and more embarrassed, and he had a few more wounds on his body.

Although it was only a few small wounds, Mo Ruhuo couldn't help laughing: "Laugh at Mogo! Struggle! Enjoy such a wonderful witchcraft! Haha! Yo, another injury, it's really pitiful!"

Mo Ruhuo played his favorite game of cat and mouse, and looked at the laughing Mogo struggling in the hurricane, and he didn't want to miss a picture.

"Tsk! What a tenacity! Sure enough, it's a laughing Mogo! What a beautiful action! Come on! Another one! Haha!"

Mo Ruhuo laughed wildly.

Zuo Mo in the storm was silent, struggling to support. It's just that Mo Ruhuo didn't notice that the light shrouded by Zuo Mo's hanging hands was changing little by little. My QT room is open!Fangxiang official QT room number[9177]