Whether it was Jing Yuan, Demon Qi, or his spiritual power, they were all directly absorbed by the three-headed Lingmang. At this moment, except for the fact that Mu Yang still had a little strength to escape, he had no ability to make another move, let alone stop anything.

The demon knife fell to the ground, and it still had some connection with the three-headed Lingmang, so it continued to tremble. After a while, the three-headed spirit felt that the strength in its body had recovered somewhat, so its demon spirit turned around and confronted the Netherworld again, without the slightest retreat.

Within the mystical divine consciousness space, to put it simply, it can be regarded as the body of the demon spirit python. The two sides faced each other again. The Shadow sealed itself off with a spiritual enchantment, not afraid of the menacing demon spirit at all, and even smiled defiantly.

"What? Still not convinced? Or do you think it's a great shame for you to be manipulated by me, so after recovering some strength a little, you will confront me again? Demon Spirit, although you are the supreme of the demon sword, you ...... here"

Before the words fell, the dark shadow actually took the lead, and she instantly struck out a bloody qi and attacked the face of the demon spirit. The latter's figure flashed, and he exhaled a powerful demonic power to confront it head-on.

Mu Yang fell into a coma, but the connection between his divine sense and the demon spirit was not broken. In such a state, he could see more clearly the entanglement and confrontation between the demon spirit and the underworld. More empathetic.

A space full of bloody qi and demonic power, Mu Yang walked forward a little dazedly. What the hell is this place? Why am I here? Demon power, bloody aura? One after another, the energy rushed towards this side, and it was very ferocious.

Instinctively reacted, countless air currents shot out from the front door, and Mu Yang could only keep avoiding it. But a series of explosions erupted behind him, and he was really caught off guard by such a situation, and he couldn't do anything himself.

"What the hell is going on?" As soon as the words fell, the fog in front of him lifted in an instant. Mu Yang's eyes widened, and he could only see that in the space, a three-headed reckless phantom was entangled with a bloody qi, devouring each other.

Countless images flashed through my mind, and memories of the past came flooding back. Mu Yang's eyes widened: "Oh no, we can't continue like this, otherwise even if we lose both, the three-headed Lingmang will be affected very hard, and the gains outweigh the losses." ”

With a turn of thought, Mu Yang had an idea. Since he was able to come here, does it mean that he is also capable of interfering? Don't think about Muyang's footsteps a little more, rush up.

"Stop me!" With a loud shout, Muyang's hands were sealed, and the energy in his hands quickly condensed. He was quite shocked in his heart, such an intensity could be easily completed here, could it be that there was something special about this space?

As expected, a flame condensed in Mu Yang's palm. A powerful familiar power pours into every part of the body. This made Muyang feel very comfortable, because such a familiar feeling had not been experienced for a long time.

Compared to the strange and unpredictable demonic qi, Mu Yang is still suitable for using the scorching flame qi in his hand. The body turned, and the speed increased sharply. Bang, bang, boom! With a wave of his palm, the flame mark flowed wildly.

Hiss...... There was a roar of pain, and the three-headed spirit flew backwards. The sudden third force forcibly separated the recklessness from the darkness. At this time, the strength of both sides was too consumed, and there was no previous majesty.

The afterimage condensed, Mu Yang put his hands behind his back, and stood in front of the dark shadow: "Although I don't know how this space is condensed, but here, your strength seems to be greatly reduced, and the origin aura of this seat has returned." ”

The robe with condensed aura whirred in the wind. Mu Yang was very calm, but the dark shadow looked a little embarrassed: "Holy Master, what are you doing this? I always say that I am despicable, but how good can you be?"

Taking a step forward, Mu Yang didn't care about her sarcasm: "Oh? Now what kind of morality are you coming to talk to me, talking about fairness? Why didn't you think of this link when you used the three-headed spirit recklessness before? It's too late to say anything now." ”

"Huh...... Haha......" laughed wildly, and his voice was extremely sharp. At this point, Stygian knew that if Muyang took back the power of the Protoss, she would have no chance to defeat. So her expression became extremely gloomy and resolute.

"Muyang, don't think I don't know your purpose. Don't you just want to break into the main hall of the ancient city of Shura, find the existence of the Blood Venerable Lord, and then get back what you want? But before that, your price will not be less!"

With a wave of the robe, under the delicate armor, there was a blood-colored mark on the dark chest. Mu Yang knew very well what it was, and after seeing it at a glance, his face suddenly became gloomy: "It seems that you don't plan to die." ”

With a twist of thought, Mu Yang condensed a huge flame, and pillars of light appeared, completely enveloping himself in it. And the darkness is more and more crazy, the seal changes, the mark is completely torn apart, and the mutation is generated.

"Haha...... Haha......" There was a wave of anger in the wild laughter, and the sound waves spread, and almost all sides exploded. The dark hair fluttered and swayed in waves. The figure slowly rose: "Muyang, this is the real power." ”

The hands were stretched out, and the palms were condensed with bloody qi. Boom, boom, In the face of great power, there is no need for any rules. The Shadow gave up everything and cut off his own back path.

When the bloody mark was unraveled, she was about to unleash all her power. Even if you burn yourself and consume the last trace of blood, you will put your enemies to death. This is the true mission of the Shura Sect.

One after another blood light qi attacked Mu Yang, and he resisted with his qi at first. He was able to exert the aura of the Protoss here, so he did not relax at all, and constantly used the purification power of the Protoss to resolve the confrontation, but the other party was completely dead.

"Ah...... Ah......" roared angrily, and the power of the dark shadow forced Muyang back again and again. The latter's steps turned sharply, and for a time he could only defend. The confrontation is getting hotter. This area is almost unbearable.

"Darkness, you are also an existence with your own initiative ability, why are you so persistent? So unrelieved? Is it true that you four goalkeepers really have no other way to go? Be sober. ”

At this time, the face of the dark was also covered with runes. Her power has reached its extreme. It's too late to rein in: "Innocent, ridiculous! Muyang, your kindness, and your compassion for others, it's really disgusting." ”

"We were born to be tools of battle, and now you tell me that you want me to give up all this? Muyang, are you naïve, or are you really too stupid? Unraveling this mark is the beginning of our point of no return, understand?"

Put your palms together and open them violently. Taking advantage of Muyang's inattention and the fact that he didn't have time to defend, the dark darkness gathered all his strength and struck out in an instant. Boom! The violent impact made Mu Yang retreat quickly, and at this time, the three-headed Lingmang suddenly rushed out, bang, and the impact hit the giant python. One after another, the bloody qi spread, scattering it and turning it into fragments of demon bones in the sky.

(End of chapter)