There are only three words in the transmission: "Mida grass!"

As soon as Mo Wuming heard this, he immediately took out a mida grass and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it quickly.

At this moment, he felt a power that could evoke the memories of slaves in the depths of his mind welling up from his forehead, as if there were billions of demons wrought in his mind.

He howled wildly, withstood the ravages of the slave's blood curse, and spat out the chewed midas grass into his palm, immediately covering his forehead.

The medicinal power of the Mida grass poured into the blood curse, quickly dispersing the billions of demons.

He exhaled heavily, and took three steps backwards, slowly recovering from the ravages of the slave's blood curse.

When the Heavenly Demon Battle Sect got the opportunity, he immediately pounced on it and stormed towards Mo Wuming, wanting to take the opportunity to knock Mo Wuming down.

Bang!

Three punches in a row, Mo Wuming took three steps back, the corners of his eyes cracked, and blood rolled out.

Mo Wuming slowly recovered from the torture of the slave's blood curse, took three more punches, and immediately roared angrily: "Heavenly demon mongrel!

After he finished roaring, the giant spirit god body was furious, his muscles swelled in a circle, his strength soared, and he grabbed the head of the Heavenly Demon Battle Sect, pressed it directly to the ground, and slammed it with his fist.

Bang!

The more you smash it, the faster it smashes, it looks like an earthquake.

At the beginning, the Heavenly Demon Battle Sect was still struggling to fight back, and gradually the struggle became more and more weak, and finally he lay upright on the ground, not moving.

Mo Wuming's ten fingers clasped the synthetic sledgehammer tightly, raised it above his head, roared angrily, and slammed it down.

Boom!

The head of the Heavenly Demon Battle Sect exploded like a watermelon, and the blood and brains mixed with dirt and gravel were scattered and splashed, and the scene was extremely bloody.

After Mo Wuming defeated this ninth-order peak battle sect, he stood up and roared at Mu Gu and the little demon king on the steps: "Come again!

Mu Gu's face was very ugly, he had obviously activated the slave blood curse just now, but he didn't expect to be survived by Mo Wuming.

His gaze wandered, and when he swept over Ye Xuan, he saw a playful smile on Ye Xuan's face.

"The slave blood spell didn't work, I'm disappointed, right?" Ye Xuan asked with a smile.

Mugu's face darkened a little more.

After Mo Wuming defeated the Ninth Order Peak Battle Sect, his fighting spirit was high, he raised his hand and pointed at the Little Demon King of Vayi, and shouted, "It's your turn, mongrel!"

The Heavenly Demon Clan lost two games in a row, and the Little Demon King of Vayi was already furious, and snorted coldly: "Very good, you are qualified to die in my hands!"

As he spoke, he slowly took off into the air and flew to the sky above the Zun Tiantai, looking down at Mo Wuming below with a posture of looking at the world.

Mo Wuming's physical body and divine body achieved the strength of the Martial Sect, and he could not fly in the sky, and when he saw the little demon king flying into the sky, he bent down and picked up a big stone and threw it upward.

The power of the giant spirit god body was so strong, and the boulder threw it like a meteor and smashed it towards the little demon king of Vayi.

The little demon king raised his hand slightly, and a layer of void fluctuations flashed in front of him, and the boulder hit the void barrier and shattered.

When the martial arts powerhouses present saw this hand, they couldn't help but admire: "Draw the Void Barrier Protector, this little demon king, the strength is not ordinarily strong!"

Ye Xuan was also carefully observing, the void barrier that suddenly appeared in front of the little demon king just now was obviously formed by distorting the void with special power.

"Is this the power of the Martial Venerable Mirror?"

"What's the matter, the fifth level of cultivation in the Martial Sect Realm began to consider the power of the Martial Venerable Mirror?" Li Xuanfeng heard Ye Xuan's self-muttering on the side, and joked casually.

"Is there anything you can't do? sooner or later, you have to feel this power. Ye Xuan replied.

"The key to the breakthrough of the Martial Venerable Mirror is indeed the power of the Void, but the Void Barrier Protector is not a magical power that the Martial Venerable Mirror can exert. The breakthrough of the Wuzun Mirror is marked by a shuttle through the void. Attracting the Void Barrier Protector, that is the bloodline power that the Nine Gods of the Ancient Heavenly Demon will inherit. Li Xuanfeng explained slightly.

Then, Li Xuanfeng added: "This little demon king has mastered the wind of the void, hurry up and call this big guy down." Otherwise, you will really die. ”

As he spoke, the Little Demon King raised his palm to gather strength, and streams of void energy shot out of the void like lightning, converging above his palm, forming a highly compressed void storm.

"Mole ant, do you think you are qualified to provoke me after killing a few inferior heavenly demons? I will use this void storm to give you a funeral!"

The little demon king of Vayi snorted coldly and swooped down from the air, and the void energy in his palm blasted towards the Venerable Tiantai.

Rumble!

Void energy blasted into the ground, detonating a void storm that enveloped the entire rooftop, and the twisted void power instantly crushed all matter into powder.

The Void Storm raged, the space exploded, even the light was swallowed up, and the heavens and the earth were darkened.

Mo Wuming was swallowed by the Void Storm, let out a terrible howl, and fell out, slamming heavily on the ground, and his whole person had become a blur of flesh and blood.

Under such a horrific injury, his vitality was extremely tenacious, and his limbs were still twitching.

However, the target who had been strangled by the Void Storm would even have his internal organs shredded, and everyone present thought that he was dead, only Fang Lance hurriedly asked the people of Fang Mansion to step forward and carry Mo Wuming back.

Standing in the ruins of the Void Storm, the Little Demon King of Vayi looked around at the princes of the Great Zhou present, and asked arrogantly, "Who else?"

Everyone present was shocked by this terrifying void storm, and the scene became silent.

The little demon king of Vayi became more and more arrogant, and shouted loudly: "Isn't the human race famous for its martial arts? This is your martial arts?

"Before I came, I heard that you were the first person in the martial arts called Jun Tianwen. Call it out, let me see what your first martial artist is!" he continued to shout.

As soon as these words came out, many people were immediately angry.

The four princes of the Great Zhou Dynasty were provoked, and the face of the human emperor was unhappy.

Someone immediately stood up and wanted to extinguish the arrogance of the little demon king for the emperor.

I saw a person Zhenyuan Huagang, flew into the air, and shouted in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince is not something you can challenge. I, Yin Fei Wolf, the leader of the Dark Feather Battalion of the Feather Forest Praetorian Guard, is enough for you to be defeated!"

"What nonsense, ants, die!" the little demon king snorted coldly, raised his hand and grabbed it in the air, and the power of the void converged towards Yin Fei Wolf from all directions.

Yin Feiwolf's eyes froze, and he hurriedly burst out the True Yuan Protective Body to resist the power of the void.

The power of the void surrounded Yin Fei Wolf and squeezed inward, and Yin Fei Wolf resisted with all his might.

The little demon king of Vayi hooked the corners of his mouth, sneered, his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and shouted: "Mole ant, die!"

As his right fist clenched, the power of the void collapsed inward.

Boom!

There was a void sound, and the power of the void collapsed into a ball, directly crushing Yin Feiwolf into powder.

Killing Yin Feiwolf in one move, the little demon king laughed wildly, and pointed at everyone: "I'm not targeting anyone, everyone present is rubbish!"

(End of chapter)