An extremely domineering and violent force erupted from Mo Bai's body, and his five fingers clenched into a fist, and a punch blasted out, preempting the Angry Curse King one step, and the palm wind fell on his chest.

Terrifying power erupted under the ink white palm, and fluctuations visible to the naked eye spread.

Boom!

A low voice rang out, and everyone's pupils shrank.

I saw that the angry curse king, who had been unstoppable, was slapped by Mo Bai and flew out hundreds of zhang.

Many of the royal blue scales on his chest had been exploded, and blood seeped out and slid down the scales.

Wow.

The disciples of the entire Beidou Sect suddenly broke out into an uproar.

This scene is really changing too fast, who would have expected that Mo Bai, who had been suppressed by the Rage Curse King before and had no power to fight back, would overwhelmingly shake back the Rage Curse King at this time!

That's because none of them can see through it, probably a strong person of the ninth rank of the Soul Martial Emperor or even higher!

The elders of the Beidou Sect also looked at this scene in amazement, and for a while, they were a little unable to come back to their senses.

They didn't understand why Mo Bai's strength had suddenly skyrocketed to such an extent.

Is it because of the inexplicable, sudden appearance of violent power?

In mid-air, the first sky and the Lazy Curse King were also stunned.

Chukong is okay, after all, he is full of all kinds of confidence in Mo Bai, no matter how strong Mo Bai is, he only has worship.

As for the Lazy Curse King, he was a little overwhelmed, and his eyes looked extremely complicated.

He knew the details of Mo Bai's previous life, and he also knew that this sudden surge in strength was definitely not a trivial matter, let alone something to be taken lightly.

Everyone knows how much power they can use from the outside world to suffer a lot of backlash.

Where does Mobai's power come from? And at what cost?

Thinking of himself as an old immortal carrying the cultivation of thousands of years ago, but he didn't even have the ability to help the Curse Lord resist the attack of the Raging Curse King, the Lazy Curse King gave up on himself.

He's such a waste.

The Lazy Curse King entered self-decadent mode, his eyes became dim, but he was still staring at the sky, in the direction of the Enraged Curse King.

"It's all your fault, the King of the Fury Curse."

The corners of the Lazy Curse King's mouth hooked up a strange smile, and there seemed to be an evil light flashing in his eyes, "If I die with you, will I be able to exchange the love of the curse lord's brother for me?" ”

As the words fell, the aura on his body also changed amazingly.

It was originally lazy with a bewitching atmosphere, but it suddenly became solemn and ghostly.

With the change of breath, the eyes of the Lazy Curse King also turned into heavy pupils, the smile on his lips gradually expanded, and the nails on the tips of his fingers faintly turned black.

"Not good!"

The Deputy Sect Master of the Northern Darkness saw all this in his eyes, and his face turned green, "What I was most worried about still happened!" ”

"What's the matter?"

Although Mei Jian's martial soul is powerful, it is really not as powerful as half of Chukong's when it comes to fighting, so he didn't step forward, but stood with the deputy sect master of the Northern Darkness, taking care of the cloud in the refining room.

Now hearing that the Deputy Sect Master of the Northern Darkness was so panicked, he opened his mouth puzzled, "The Lazy Curse King is not injured, what are you anxious about?" ”

"The dark personality of the sect master has awakened!"

The Deputy Sect Master of the Northern Darkness knew the seriousness of the matter, and he didn't care about hiding it, so he spoke anxiously,