Feeling the majestic anger of the rat demon clan, Mo Qilin couldn't help but feel emotional, quite happy.

For Mo Qilin, the immediate task is to attract the attention of the rat demon clan as much as possible and lure the rat demon clan away. Try to buy more precious time for Lin Yi, who is climbing Chengsendai.

Under normal circumstances, it would not be easy for Mo Qilin to use his own strength to lead a thousand-person team led by two Shattered Realm masters, let alone delay as much time as possible.

After all, for Elder Ding and the white-haired rat demon, chasing down a strange Shattered Realm master is not too attractive at all, and if one is not careful, he may suffer a heavy blow, which is very not worth it.

In the eyes of Elder Ding and the white-haired rat demon, the most important thing is to find the Hundred Flowers Demon Spider, capture it, and dedicate it to the patriarch Tongtian Mouse.

But now, Mo Qilin took the initiative to expose his identity, which made his attraction as a bait rise instantly!

On the one hand, the former owner of the Mo Qilin, Ren Yao, was the chief general of the Nine Ancient Palace, and once brutally killed 120,000 rat demons, and the Mo Qilin also participated in that battle.

On the other hand, as the most wanted criminal in the Holy Spring Valley, if he is captured and dedicated to the Holy Spring Valley, he can also win over the relationship with the Holy Spring Valley, and maybe there will be a rich reward. This is also quite attractive to Elder Ding and the white-haired rat demon.

"Mo Qilin, you really ate the courage of the ambitious leopard, knowing that you have a deep blood feud with our rat demon clan, and you also took the initiative to intercept the team of the Ten Thousand Caves, it seems that you are impatient!"

The bald Elder Ding sneered, flipped his palm, and actually took out a thunder hammer, held it in his hand, it was very heavy, and swung it vigorously, the sky shook, and the sound of wind and thunder poured into the eardrums, "See if I don't chop off your head, take it to the Holy Spring Valley to ask for merit!" ”

"Kill!"

Elder Ding burst into a loud shout, brandished the thunder hammer, and slashed towards the ink qilin.

At the same time, thousands of rat demons also wielded their natal weapons and unleashed a thunderous blow, sweeping towards the ink qilin.

In an instant, Mo Qilin's entire person was swept up in the overwhelming energy frenzy, and it seemed that it was about to be submerged in an instant.

"Hehe, carving insect skills, dare to get an axe!"

Who would have thought that Mo Qilin actually sneered, shook his body suddenly, turned into a pitch-black light and shadow, and disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, the bald Elder Ding, the majestic thunder hammer struck, and it fell short in an instant.

"Huh?"

"What? The ink unicorn is gone? ”

The sudden change made Elder Ding's face distorted, and he gasped heavily, and a divine thought swept the heavens and the earth, frantically looking for the figure of the ink qilin.

"Nether Peak!"

Suddenly, only to hear a burst of shouting, a peak of ten thousand feet, with endless evil, demonic aura, descending from the sky, just like the demon cave inhabited by the dark demon clan, containing endless dead air, hiding endless corpses and mountains of blood, to suppress the rat demon clan in one fell swoop, all the rat demons were crushed into a mass of residue and broken meat. Swept down by the majestic majesty, thousands of rat demons, all of them were broken, and their faces changed drastically one by one, and they were so frightened that they couldn't move.

"Oh no, Flying Snow Hooks!"

At the last moment, the charming and enchanting white-haired rat demon shouted in a low voice, stretched out his hand, and the sky was full of snow, but in the blink of an eye, the radius of thousands of miles was already snowy, icebergs and snow. At the same time, the spirits of thousands of rat demons have also changed from panicked to sluggish looks, as if they have been seduced by someone and become a puppet.

"Formation!"

Under the urging of the white-haired rat demon, thousands of rat demons woke up like a dream, hurriedly waved the natal magic weapon in their hands, and quickly assembled into a defensive sword array.

Boom......

Finally, the giant peak fell from the sky, fiercely suppressing thousands of rat demons under the mud in one fell swoop, and for a while, the earth cracked, and the sky was full of smoke and dust.

"Whew......"

"Help, I'm dying......"

The sporadic sound of the rat demon calling for help spread out in a straight way, so that the ink unicorn, who was in human form and standing in the air, couldn't help but smile with relief.

"In order to kill, I did not hesitate to summon the few remaining Nether Peaks, I hope not to disappoint me!"

Mo Qilin licked his lips with a look of hope.

"Rumble!" "Rumble!" ……

Finally, after about a quarter of an hour of silence, the ten thousand feet high Netherworld Mountain Peak let out a thunderous roar, and the entire Netherworld Mountain shook with it. It seems that some ancient beast has been suppressed at the bottom, and it is about to break free in one fell swoop.

"Deadly Thunder Hammer, break it for me!"

I only heard a thunderbolt shout, and a series of thunder hammer explosions of "bang bang ......" continued to pour into the eardrums, and the Netherworld Peak, which was thousands of feet high, was smashed by the deadly thunder hammer of the forbidden weapon level, and soon there were cracks, and it seemed that it was about to fall apart.

Almost every time the deadly thunder hammer struck, Mo Qilin's face turned pale, and the blood overflowing from his mouth became more and more intense.

Soon, under the bombardment of the deadly thunder hammer, a huge hole was smashed open at the bottom of the Netherworld Peak, and seven or eight hundred rat demons flew out of the hole with their heads and faces, gasping for breath one by one.

Sou!

Under the search of the ink qilin's gaze, Elder Ding, who was holding the deadly thunder hammer, and the charming and enchanting white-haired rat demon, flew out from the bottom of the mountain, and as soon as they appeared, they looked coldly at the ink qilin standing in the air.

"Hehe, what a Mo Qilin, it seems that we all underestimate your strength. However, soon we will let you know what it is like to live rather than die! ”

Elder Ding, who was holding the deadly thunder hammer, burst into a loud shout, and then a jaw-dropping scene appeared.

Looking at it closely, I saw that Elder Ding, who was originally weak and slender, actually expanded and strengthened rapidly at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and turned into a giant hundreds of zhang high.

"Look, Elder Ding has transformed!"

"Great, Elder Ding has finally transformed into a Thunder Gong Behemoth. Now, Mo Qilin is going to suffer! ”

"The ink qilin who suffered a thousand swords actually crushed hundreds of our clansmen to death with the Netherworld Mountain Peak, it is an unforgivable sin!"

The seven or eight hundred rat demons that survived, one by one, were about to crack, staring at the ink qilin standing in the air quite angrily, eager to break the ink qilin into pieces.

"Huh?"

"This guy can still transform?"

As soon as Mo Qilin Fu saw Elder Ding, who had transformed into a Thunder Gong giant beast, he gasped and sighed in his heart.

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