"But. The man wearing the black mask held up the stone bowl in his hand and said with a holy face: "As long as you swallow this, your cultivation can be immediately promoted to the middle stage of the Demon King, and then you can compete with the Demon King who governs you." ”

Mo Chen is still unmoved, it seems that he is not interested, it is a demon general who has been famous for many years, unlike other demon generals, he has just cultivated to the ninth order, and he provoked things that should not be provoked, and he believed in things that should not be believed, and died like a flash in the pan, it is a long-lived demon general, it will not easily believe in anything, let alone cultivate such an ethereal thing, therefore, Mo Chen looked at the man and the bowl in his hand, and then let out a long roar, turned around and ran to the depths of the mountain forest, its body shook the valley echoed, and the snow fell from the top of the tree.

"Toast and don't eat and drink......" The man shook his head, and a black seven-foot long sword slipped from his cuffs, this thing is made of black ore, indestructible, the god of death once used this thing to make a small dagger that easily destroyed the knee of the Scimitar King, this ore can cause fatal wounds to any life below the demon king. The man picked up his sword and leaped from tree to treetop, his figure as vigorous as an eagle. He chased after the ink dust in the direction where it had disappeared.

"Roar!"

Mo Chen let out an angry roar, it didn't expect this man to really dare to fight back! It's just looking for death! The man swung out with a sword, cutting off the countless big trees behind Mo Chen, but it didn't hurt Mo Chen, Mo Chen immediately spread his wings and waved out two demon winds, the demon wind swept the sky full of snow, mixed with the vast white blowing, the man looked at the eye of the demon wind, reversed the brute force and shot two sword winds, the four storms met and immediately disappeared without a trace, the snow gathered into ice cubes, and fell with a bang.

"Mochen, have you ever heard of a sentence?" The man rushed up with his sword and roared, "Those who follow me will prosper and those who disobey me will die!"

Mochen roared, although it was a beast of birds, it could not fly, a pair of wings evolved like iron plates, the feathers were as sharp as daggers, it spun its body and rushed out like a cannonball, and went towards the man's long sword. The man was not afraid at all, and the long sword in his hand gathered into the sword wind, and the blizzard mixed in the wind was as sharp as a cold blade.

This is a fight between a demon general and a man!

In the land of falling flowers, Luo Chen and Hai Ling watched the sunset, the black sky had slowly descended into the world, and the sound of snow slowly became clear. Hai Ling in Luo Chen's arms, her heart was trembling, why did the sunset set so fast? It was like a gust of wind blowing, and she didn't even have time to react. Luo Chen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his hands trembled a little, he slowly lifted Hai Ling's body up, and held her face in front of him, he, staring into Hai Ling's eyes.

Hai Ling blinked, shook his long eyelashes, and stared at Luo Chen.

Suddenly, Luo Chen leaned down and met his lips.

A huge meteor streaks across the dim night sky, and above the dark clouds, crape myrtle shines brightly, and the galaxy is infinite.

"Boom!"

There was a loud sound of trembling, and the snow deposited on the valley immediately collapsed like a building, like a torrent, and endless streams of snow flowed down from the peaks, an avalanche caused by a fierce battle. At the bottom of the valley, the man trembled and held the sword, he was covered with bloody wounds, only the black mask was still firmly glued to the man's face, in front of the man, Mo Chen lay on the ground, unable to move, the colorful feathers on its body were burned out by blood, and half of its feathers were cut off by the sword qi.

"Hahaha. The man gasped and laughed, every time he gasped, he would spit out a mouthful of blood, but he still said excitedly: "Ah, yes, I didn't expect that the world-famous demon general Mochen, the first demon general of the Great Wilderness, would be defeated in my hands." ”

The man held the sword, slowly moved towards Mo Chen, raised his sword to Mo Chen's eyes, and said, "Mo Chen, do you say that you are too weak, or am I too strong?"

Mo Chen gasped, looking at the tip of his sword, without fear, but suddenly opened his mouth, and actually spoke, "Your strength is not strong, but your strength is weird, brute force mixed with demon power, are you a demon cultivator or a monster?"

Mo Chen's voice is not like a human voice, whimpering in the style of a beast, but the words are clear and understandable. The man showed a look of surprise and said, "It turns out that the adults didn't lie to me, and the demon beasts that the demon generals cultivated can spit out people's words." ”

After the man was surprised, he raised his sword and said: "Since you can understand human words, you must be extremely wise, then let me tell you, I am neither a demon cultivator nor a barbarian cultivator, and the source of my strength only comes from this bowl of raw materials." ”

The man continued, "I know you still have doubts and hesitations in your heart, but I can show you the power of this thing!"

After speaking, the man suddenly dropped the sword in his hand and closed his eyes defenselessly. Mo Chen wanted to make a move, as a demon general, it must have a means to save its life, but it didn't make a move, just quietly watched the man's actions. The man closed his eyes, and in an instant, his mental concentration, demonic power and brute force rose up on his body at the same time, and in an instant, the wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, the man knelt on the ground, and spit out a large pool of black poisonous blood with a 'poof', he gasped and got up from the ground, and laughed: "My injuries are all healed, I am immortal!"

After the man finished speaking, he punched the tree next to him, and with a 'bang', the big tree with a hug of thickness shattered in response, the trunk shattered inch by inch, the big tree broke from the middle, and fell to the ground in the wind. This man's aura became extremely strong, as strong as the battle just now, and a deep shock appeared in Mo Chen's eyes, and he spoke: "The last question, why don't you keep such a thing for yourself, but give it to me?"

The man picked up the black sword on the ground and said, "Anything, even the cultivation given by the elixir, has a limit that a creature can bear, and I have reached that limit, but I need a strong helper." ”

In other words. The man handed the stone bowl to Mo Chen's mouth and said, "Swallow this bowl of medicine and obey me in the future." ”

Without the slightest hesitation, Mochen took the stone bowl in his mouth and swallowed it in a big gulp. Immediately, bursts of purple demon light lit up on this ink dust, and at the same time, a terrifying aura appeared on its body, which was the trace of Xiu touching the boundary of the demon king!

Luo Chen pulled up the sea spirit, although it was dark at this time, and it was still snowing, but the crisis would not wait for anyone, Luo Chen needed to go, and there were countless thorns waiting for him in front of him. Hai Ling is also satisfied, this man belongs only to her from today onwards.