The reward he received this time was enough to make the Poison Plague God a demon immortal. Mo Wentian is the leader of the hundred-person team, and he is commensurate with the Guan Tianhe brothers, Tai is still the team of the Hundred Flowers Valley, this person does not need to guess, he is definitely a big man in Nanshan, and he is not an ordinary person, he can make the eight demon immortals fancy the human race, this is a big treasure, handed over to the leaders of the Xuangong Palace of Wangu Road, this time it is definitely a great credit. The Plague God laughed at the thought of this.

"That's not necessary, I usually don't leave a name for sending warmth, by the way, I'm very poor, I have to share at least ninety percent of it, because the main thing is to contribute. Mo Wentian suddenly smiled faintly.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect the human race to be really funny, when I catch you, I smell the breath of yin and yang mixed in your body, your essence and blood can help me cultivate the yin and yang blood river, when the time comes, you have me, I have you, what else do we have each other." The Poison Plague God laughed.

His task was to figure out why the people of Nanshan would disappear when they encountered danger, and that the teleportation array could not be used here, because the rules of the Wangu Road were different from those of the Shangwu Continent. Diqiu Xuangong is for this answer, as for Mo Wentian, they don't care, although Mo Wentian is powerful, just a martial king, they don't care.

Nanshan and Wudian had a decisive battle on the periphery of Nanshan, and the commander-in-chief was Guan Tianhe, because all the people who came to the Wudian were eliminated, and they didn't know the specific details. If they knew, it wouldn't be a poisonous demon, they would go out in person.

"It seems that we can't talk about it, so we can only fight for strength. After Mo Wentian finished speaking, he took out his Xuanwang blade.

"With the help of our poisonous demon god, I can strangle you with one hand!" A big demon in the shape of a biao strode towards Mo Wentian, waved his fist, and smashed it towards Mo Wentian.

"Bull Demon God, don't be too heavy, you have to live. ”

"Don't worry, Commander, I'm in control. ”

The Wild Bull Demon God did not cultivate demonic energy, but adopted the self-cultivation method of the beast clan to cultivate the physical body. is already in the late stage of the flesh demon god, and he is a combat-type talent, if he really fights, even the poisonous plague god is not his opponent. His fists can crack mountains and stones, and his entire body is a combat treasure. The huge fist with the storm of broken sound smashed towards the top of Mo Wentian's head.

The flesh demon gods are all good at close combat, so the speed of the barbarian bull demon god is very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he has come to Mo Wentian from a thousand zhang away. Mo Wentian sneered, and gently raised his fist to meet it.

"You're looking for death, Lao Tzu will beat you into a meatloaf with one punch. The Nanniu Demon God suddenly reminded that he was really scared, and he flattened Mo Wentian at once. If this is the case, the Poison Plague God must poison him to death, poison this thing, it is very weird, he is very afraid, otherwise he would not have succumbed to the Poison Plague God, because he was poisoned by the Poison Plague God for a year, and he took it, which detoxified him.

"Really?" Mo Wentian said lightly.

Seeing Mo Wentian's actions, the poisonous plague god thousands of feet away suddenly felt uneasy in his heart, and he suddenly thought that the human race was famous for its treachery, and Mo Wentian was absolutely sure that he would be able to leave safely when he came here alone.

"Let's go together, don't let this kid run away, catch him, our brothers have rich rewards, everyone may become a demon fairy, and the ancient road will be our world in the future!"

As soon as the poisonous plague god shouted, a circle of demons surrounded him, and at this time, Mo Wentian's seemingly slender fist had already collided with the fist smashed down by the barbarian bull demon god, and the two fists of disproportionate size touched together.

"This is you looking for guilt, you can't blame me!" The barbarian bull demon god laughed fiercely, and suddenly urged all the physical strength twice, anyway, it was okay if Mo Wentian's arm was gone.

There was a crisp and pleasant sound, and then the demons saw blood splashing everywhere, and then there was a miserable scream, and half of the body of the bull demon god exploded out.

"It's too weak. Mo Wentian shook his head regretfully, and slowly withdrew his right hand, he has been studying the demon book these days, and he has almost mastered the weakness of the demon. As soon as this brute bull made a move, he was caught by his Dao Eye, so the battle was resolved at once.

He handed over the Xuanwang blade in his left hand to his right hand: "You demon gods dare to come out and mix with this little ability, the formation of the Flying Heaven Peak Defense Array, just with you waste, it can't be broken, tell me who it is, I can make you feel a little happy." ”

The demon god who rushed halfway to the point stopped his body and looked at Mo Wentian in horror, as if he saw a monster from the flood wilderness that was more terrifying than these demon gods. The Wild Bull Demon God is the strongest among them in battle, and Mo Wentian competed with the flesh, and half of the flesh was destroyed with one move, and they went up, didn't they deliver food.

"There are a thousand of us, and we have to consume him. Let's go together!" The Poison Plague God shouted, but his body slowly retreated, ready to slip away when the situation was bad.

This time it seems to have miscalculated, this human race, it seems to be really powerful, this is not a martial king The latter Yindan monk, this is already the ultimate demon god, he is not looking for death? What does the Xuan Palace have to do with me, I am a demon god, an alternative demon god, once in a hundred years, I am often in the swamp gas of the black quagmire, what can you do to me, go, I am not involved.

"Yes, I'm just one person, you thousand demon gods, there are more ants and you can bite the elephant to death, not to mention that I'm just a living person. The military order is like a mountain, that is, your demon god commander is now ready to escape, and you must also obey the order and use your own life to buy time for your demon god commander to escape. Mo Wentian said expressionlessly.

Those demon gods realized that the poisonous plague god was slowly retreating, and everyone was full of footsteps.

"Don't fall for the human race's strategy to sow discord, he is a powerful demon king-level person, there are so many of us, there are a hundred demon gods in the late stage, everyone is on it together. If you can't catch the living, you can catch the dead, with a stinger, it's okay if he hits us a hundred times, as long as he hits a move, even if it is a little blood on the body, he will be finished. The plague god was annoyed, took out the stinger and flew over.

"Yes, kill him, no matter how powerful he is, he is made of flesh and blood. Everyone took out their stingers and rushed towards Mo Wentian.

"Well done. ”

Mo Wentian kicked out the wild bull demon god who was lying on the ground, blocking the sight of these people, and then the Xuanwang blade shook, it was a reincarnation slash, this is a kind of tender killing, magnificent with poignancy, in the hazy moonlight, it seems to be a melodious and tactful love song, consuming the fighting spirit of these people, in the pink light and shadow, suddenly there is a knife tip, and the Xuanwang blade pierces their abdomen.

One inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. This law is still practical in the monk's fighting, Mo Wentian's Xuanwang blade is one zhang long, the blade is one meter, stabbing, chopping, smashing, etc. can be used, that is, the tip of the knife, it is more than three times longer than these people's stingers, and the magic power can kill the enemy, but the stinger must be close to combat or assassination.

It's just a face, and the hundred or so people who rushed in front were stabbed, bleeding like an infusion, and fell down, and a slash in reincarnation is to cut off the reincarnation, even if it is a demon clan, it is the same, these demon clans are immediately wiped out.

"Cast!" The poisonous plague god rushed to the middle of the way, and suddenly wanted to turn over, and the stinger came out of his hand and went straight to Mo Wentian.

With the order of the poisonous plague god, the demon god who was rushing forward turned over and retreated at the same time, and a thousand poisonous stingers were like a big net, covering Mo Wentian. This is a common method used by the Black Water Pool Demon Clan to deal with other demon clans with high realms, and Mo Wentian showed beyond their cognition just now, and this time he had to use the move of the Thousand Poison Net to kill Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian looked at the rapidly flying stinger with the Dao Eye, under the Dao Eye, the speed of these stingers, the stinger he had seen it when he was in the Xuan Palace, it was a one-time poison, which was dedicated to killing the soul, although that thing did not cause fatal damage to himself, but it was not comfortable to be injured.

But just as Mo Wentian stretched out his hand to collect these stingers, a faint black shadow quietly approached Mo Wentian, took a stinger, and stabbed Mo Wentian in the back with lightning speed.

This time it was a desperate blow from the Xuan Palace, and it was also a group of people who were feared by the Xuan Palace, and this group of people had a name named Blood Shadow. At night, they almost blended in with the night, invisible to the naked eye, and they were all wearing tights that could hide the search of the divine sense, so it can be said that these people carried out their tasks and were invincible.

But when he stabbed Mo Wentian, he was stunned, Mo Wentian, who was obviously in front of him, suddenly disappeared, and the stingers flying in the sky were also gone. Then I heard the exclamation of the plague god: "Run!"

The organization of the Xuan Palace, if you miss a hit, you will run away thousands of miles, and then slowly look for an opportunity to complete the assassination, and it is a very painful thing to be targeted by the blood shadow, and you should be on guard anytime and anywhere, because they may appear at any time and give you a fatal blow.

Blood Shadow is the most mysterious group of people in the Xuan Palace, and they are also the secret guards of the Xuan Palace, these people all have special talents, special magical powers, and no one has ever captured a Blood Shadow alive. This is the information that Mo Wentian found in the Nanshan Zangjing Building, entering the Wangu Road, just to deal with the Xuan Palace and the Wu Palace, the Wu Palace is generally more straightforward, the Xuan Palace is very vicious, especially Xi He, so he must know more to deal with the people of the Xuan Palace.

Feeling that the assassination was not successful, the black shadow quickly dissolved and disappeared without a trace. Mo Wentian put away the stinger in his hand and stood in the void one meter above the ground: "Don't hide, you can't run." ”

The surroundings were still silent, the poisonous plague god ran two steps, and felt that Mo Wentian was not chasing, and then saw Mo Wentian suspended one meter above the ground, as if he was confronting someone, and immediately stopped.

He immediately rejoiced in his heart, the blood shadow and the demon clan of the Xuangong of Wangu Lu were two systems, they were assassinations, once they succeeded, they would leave quickly, they could take the dead away to invite merit, after all, they were also a leader of a hundred people, and they could also get a good reward. This kind of thing is often done by these low-level demon gods such as the Poisonous Plague God.

Suddenly, the void trembled slightly, and a stinger stabbed at Mo Wentian's forehead like lightning, and at the same time, Mo Wentian also moved, and the Xuanwang blade probed into the void like a spiritual snake, and with a muffled snort, a black thing fell from the void, twitching back and forth.

The poisonous plague god felt that his heart began to tremble, others didn't know, as a demon god who was often in contact with the Xuan Palace, he was very familiar with the ability of blood shadows, and the blood shadows of these Xuan Palaces were amazing one by one.

As soon as the Poisonous Plague God wanted to escape, more than a dozen spears suddenly popped out of the void, stabbing at Mo Wentian with a storm.

"Soul Hook Gun!Hahaha, boy, you really died this time without regrets, the blood shadow really looked at you, and even sent an ace team to clean you up, you can look at it. ”

The Blood Shadow Dark Guard Ace Army is led by the leader of the Eight Heavens of the Jindan Land Soul Realm, a team of sixteen people, and uses the Yin and Yang Bagua Array to deal with the enemy.