Kuzhu's sneak attack failed, now Yun Mo's momentum is crazy, he has no chance of winning with a broken arm, and it is his best choice to miss a blow and travel thousands of miles, but no one expected that this demon cultivator, who wanted to kill Yun Mo again and again but never succeeded, actually swept towards Murong Qingfeng, a handsome young man with a male and female appearance. Please everyone search for ()!, the fastest update

"Palace Master, run away!" Kuzhu burst out and slapped Murong Qingfeng's chest with one palm.

Murong Qingfeng was shocked, and hurriedly withdrew the remaining ten flying swords, blocking the fierce palm of Kuzhu.

Kuzhu didn't succeed in his blow, and he didn't stop, and instantly swept to the side of Hong Zhan, the palace master of the Demon King's Palace, and fled towards the demon army's array.

Only then did people realize that Kuzhu was a disciple of the Thousand Demon Caves, and the Thousand Demon Caves were the most loyal lackeys in the Demon King Palace.

Although Kuzhu has been against the Demon King Palace everywhere after becoming a Demon Eater, but now under this general trend, I am afraid that there will be no place for him except to take refuge in the Demon King Palace again for warmth.

Hong Zhan swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, and cast an approving look at Kuzhu, no matter what, stabilizing the current situation is the most important thing, as for whether to punish Kuzhu or reward or even kill it later, isn't it all up to him Hong Zhan to decide?!

"Bring your men and cover the retreat of the army!" Hong Zhan ordered.

Kuzhu was slightly stunned, but finally nodded.

"Don't worry, as long as we return to the Demon King's Palace, we may not have a chance to turn over, and we will never let your people die in vain!" Hong Zhan added.

Kuzhu said: "Obey the orders of the palace master!"

Hong Zhan smiled with satisfaction, said no more, and accelerated towards the camp of the demon cultivator army.

But the next moment, at the center of the Demon King's Palace's eyebrows, a fist mark suddenly appeared.

Kuzhu's remaining left hand had already penetrated into the back of Hong Zhan's head, and it was completely submerged in Hong Zhan's head.

Hong Zhan's eyes burst open like soybeans under the scorching sun.

Lord of the Demon King's Palace, die!

Kuzhu slowly retracted his arm from Hong Zhan's skull, and the surface of his left hand was covered with red blood and white brains, which was terrifying and terrifying.

And in his bloody hands, he also held a soul that was like a baby but seven or eight points similar to Hong Zhan.

In the cultivation world, the spiritual void realm is powerful, meat. After the body dies, it will leave a divine soul, or a yuan baby, if you are lucky, you can also take it away and continue your life.

But at this moment, Kuzhu, who suddenly killed Hong Zhan, pulled Hong Zhan's Yuan Ying tightly in his hand, opened his mouth, stuffed Hong Zhan's Yuan Ying into his mouth, crunched and chewed a few times, and swallowed it into his stomach.

At the broken arm of Kuzhu's right hand, bones were born, followed by muscles and flesh attached to it, then muscles, blood vessels and skin, and in the blink of an eye, a new right arm grew out of thin air.

Kuzhu Ji smiled and said, "Yun Mo, I will come back!"

As soon as the words fell, a mocking voice came from overhead.

"Still want to go?!"

Yun Mo slapped it with a sword.

This sword came too fast, too fierce, and Kuzhu only had time to stretch out his arms to block his chest, and then the two arms suddenly broke.

"I didn't expect to practice penance for so long, and I still not be your opponent!" Kuzhu was unwilling.

The black giant smashed on Kuzhu's chest, and suddenly there was a clicking sound of broken bones.

His eyes were red, and Yun Mo, who was already on the verge of going berserk, abandoned his sword and smashed it into Kuzhu's chest with both fists.

This punch is powerful and heavy, weighing 10,000 catties, and the powerful and incomparable fist intent directly smashed Kuzhu's chest into a depression, and the fierce fist intent penetrated the body, leaving a fist mark on the back, and then smashed on the ground, and suddenly smoke and dust splashed.

Kuzhu snorted, a look of horror in his eyes.

Three years ago in the Wuji Demon Palace, he was pierced through the heart by Yun Mo's sword, and then he was rescued by Qing Xuan, refining the Ghost Magic Mirror that had devoured countless divine souls into his chest, and gradually merged with the Ghost Demon Mirror, becoming a human and a ghost, but he didn't care, all he cared about was how to kill Yun Mo.

As early as when he was in the Firmament Academy, he knew that Yun Mo would be his lifelong enemy, his inner demon, and his fate.

What he wants in this life is to kill Yun Mo with his own hands.

For this reason, Kuzhu did not hesitate to endure the pain of the ghost mirror backlash, constantly devouring the demon cultivation soul, and used this kind of ruthless method to quickly improve his cultivation.

In three years, he killed many demon cultivators, and the devouring divine soul was even more unknown, and his strength cultivation rose rapidly, thinking that even if he couldn't defeat Yun Mo head-on, he wouldn't be powerless to fight back.

But when he was punched in the chest by Yun Mo, he realized how big the gap between himself and Yun Mo was.

Almost at the same moment, the second punch, the third punch, the fourth punch...... Fists that were as dense as a rain of pounds landed on his chest.

The fist enters the flesh, and the fist breaks the bones.

Countless magic power surged towards the chest and abdomen, trying to block the menacing fist, but the magic power had just gathered in the chest before it was dispersed by the heavy punch.

Between the chest and abdomen of the bitter bamboo, the bones were shattered, the tendons and veins were broken, the muscles had become mud, and between the scarlet blurred flesh and blood, mixed with white broken bones, with Yun Mo's punch blasted out, splashing in all directions.

In the end, only a twisted and distorted ghost mirror was left and bottom.

Kuzhu endured the pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow and soul, and with his last thoughts, he mobilized the ghost mirror.

A black light flashed, and suddenly countless souls surged out from the ghost mirror, letting out a scalp-tingling scream, and pounced on Yun Mo.

Yun Mo burst out with a shout, and a punch was blasted out, and the fist intent was stronger than before, and dozens of souls were killed in an instant.

But unfortunately, the number of these souls is too many, and the death of these dozens of souls is like a drop in the bucket.

Soul demons continued to fly to Yun Mo's body, opening their mouths, revealing their fangs, and gnawing on Yun Mo's body.

Yun Mo, who has already achieved the perfection of Haoyang's demon body, has a powerful and incomparable body, Rao is facing a peak cultivator of the Tribulation, and he can also stand there without changing his face and let him attack, but when these soul demons bite him, although even his skin is not damaged, the magic power and qi in his body are passing rapidly.

Yun Mo secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly mobilized the power of fire, countless pure and extremely pure fire power gushed out from the one hundred and three air pockets around his body, and began to burn as soon as he came out of his body, Yun Mo's whole body was immediately surrounded by flames, and those souls who were attached to his body to absorb the vitality of magic power finally couldn't stand the burning of the flames, and flew away screaming.

If this was the Nine Heavens Xuanhuo, these soul demons would have died a long time ago.

But Yun Mo was not annoyed at all, and slammed a punch on the ghost mirror.

There was a crunch click.

The Spectral Mirror cracked a gaping gap.

The powerful impact force blasted the Ghost Mirror and the bitter bamboo into the ruins of the ground.

Kuzhu's body sank into the rocks, like a rag doll, and his limbs twisted and flipped up, looking very terrible.

Yun Mo obviously didn't intend to let Kuzhu have another chance to breathe, and his body swept away, rushing towards Kuzhu like a meteorite.

At the last moment, a flash of absolute color flashed in Kuzhu's eyes, and he roared viciously: "Go and die!"

Then he slammed his fist into his tattered chest, and a crack appeared on the surface of the ghost mirror again, two cracks, forming a cross.

Immediately after, dense souls surged out of the cracks.

A steady stream of obscuring the sky and the sun.

Screaming and flying towards Yun Mo.

The fire power on Yun Mo's body, under the crazy impact of these souls that were not afraid of death, quickly decreased until they disappeared.

Without the threat of flames, the soul frenzy rushed towards Yun Mo even more frantically.

Yun Mo snorted, crossed his arms in front of him, and let countless souls collide.

The number of souls is as large as the tide, and Yun Mo is the hard reef in the center of the tide, allowing the tide to beat and wash, not moving like a mountain.

It's just that the white clothes on the body gradually turned white into light red, then turned into red, then red, and finally bright red like blood.

Not only that, but even the skin on the surface of Yun Mo's body began to turn red, and the countless blood vessels hidden in the muscles suddenly became larger, the blood flow speed increased, and the surface of the skin could count the dense network of blood vessels like tree branches.

The tens of thousands of souls came to the air and gathered together, like a large dark cloud, covering the sky and the sun, and the entire Hangu Pass was suddenly as dark as night, as if the end of the world was coming.

Immediately after, those souls gathered into a huge skeletal face, and with a roar, the heavens and the earth trembled.

The giant face of the skeleton suddenly rushed towards Yun Mo.

Yun Mo burst out: "The sword is coming!"

The tens of thousands of swords scattered among the ruins of Hangu Pass suddenly roared up, flew into the air, and ten thousand swords turned into dragons, letting out a dragon roar that shocked the earth and wept ghosts and gods, and roared and crashed into the giant skeletal face.

At the same time, Yun Mo's hands quickly sealed like lightning, and he burst out, "Lightning Channeling Technique!"

Bitter bamboo is obviously an evil art, so with the power of thunder and lightning, it will definitely be effective.

"How can you lead thunder?" Kuzhu was surprised.

Yun Mo: "The Heavenly Palace of the Corpse Cutting was destroyed, and the three Venerables had already taken precautions!"

Then he slapped a palm on his chest, not Kuzhu's.

"What is Yun Mo doing?" everyone was surprised!

Purple thunderbolts sprouted from his chest and instantly crawled all over Yun Mo's body.

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