"Young Lord Demon Heaven, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

The man in black pulled down his hat and revealed a handsome face, which was the Yin Yang Heavenly Soul of the young master of the Yin and Yang family.

"You bastard! you've always wanted to harm my father!" Demon Tian roared at the Yin Yang Heavenly Soul, his eyes flashing blood, eager to tear the Yin Yang Heavenly Soul to pieces.

Yin Yang Heavenly Soul spread his hands and said with a light smile: "Young Lord of Demon Heaven, you misunderstood, I am just guarding against the Demon Lord, in order to protect myself, the Demon Lord was not killed by me, and I don't have that ability, the Demon Lord was killed by Feng Wuchen, and now it is estimated that it has spread all over the continent." ”

"Impossible! My father has an immortal body, no matter how strong Feng Wuchen is, it is impossible to kill my father!" Demon Tian roared, not believing that the Demon Lord was dead.

Yin Yang Heavenly Soul pointed to the corpse on the ground and said, "If you weren't blind, you should be able to recognize your father, if we hadn't taken the risk of transferring the corpse of the Demon Lord from Feng Wuchen's hand, you wouldn't even be able to see the last side of your father, you should thank me." ”

Looking in the direction pointed by the Yin Yang Heavenly Soul, Mo Tian was shocked, and looked at the corpse of the Demon Lord in horror and disbelief.

"Dad! it can't be! this can't be!" Demon Tian shook his head in horror, not believing that the Demon Lord was really dead.

Motian looked at the Demon Lord's corpse in horror, and his whole body trembled.

"Let go of me! let go of me!" the grief-stricken Demon Heaven roared in vain.

The Yin Yang Heavenly Soul waved his hand and removed the power on the Demon Heaven's body, he was not worried about the Demon Heaven's move, after all, the cultivation of the Yin Yang Heavenly Soul was above the Demon Heaven, and there was a mysterious old man who turned three times.

"Daddy, Daddy!" Demon Tian rushed over in a panic, picked up the corpse of the Demon Lord, and said sadly: "Dad, wake up, wake up!"

"Stop shouting, your dad will never wake up. The Yin Yang Heavenly Soul patted Mo Tian on the shoulder, and then gave the old man on the side a wink.

"Demon Heaven, if you want to avenge the Demon Lord, you have to cheer up. The old man looked at the Demon Heaven Dao.

Hearing this, Demon Tian's blood-red eyes looked at the mysterious old man, and he forcibly endured his grief and asked, "Who are you?"

The old man then pulled down his hood, revealing his true face.

When Mo Tian saw it, his expression changed suddenly, his eyes widened and he stared at the old man, and said in disbelief: "Venerable Mo Luo!"

"You're the Venerable Mora......! How is this possible! You...... You're still alive, didn't my father kill you back then?, why are you still alive?" Mo Tian looked at the old man in shock.

It can be guessed from the title of the demon heaven that the old man is also a member of the demon clan, and he is also the demon venerable!

Mo Luo smiled faintly: "Back then, thanks to the Demon Lord, there is today's old man, speaking of which, the old man still has to thank the Demon Lord, if it wasn't for the Demon Lord's action back then, let the old man break through at a critical juncture, I'm afraid that he would really die at the hands of the Demon Lord." ”

"So, you have been dormant in the dark for many years, just to get revenge?" said Mo Tianyin ruthlessly.

"Yes, the old man is loyal to the demon clan, just because his strength and position threaten the demon lord, he wants to get rid of me, can he not repay this revenge?, but unfortunately there has been no chance for many years, when there is a chance, the demon lord has been killed by Feng Wuchen. Moro smiled lightly.

"What do you want to do, what do you want to do when you caught me?" Looking at Mo Luo and Yin Yang Heavenly Soul, Mo Tian asked gloomily, feeling that the two were planning some conspiracy.

Yin Yang Heavenly Soul smiled lightly: "Don't worry, we won't hurt you, we came to you just to ask you to do me a favor." ”

"What's the hurry?" Motian asked vigilantly, his expression becoming a little more gloomy.

The Yin Yang Heavenly Soul beckoned, and the Demon Lord's corpse floated over, and he smiled: "You are the son of the Demon Lord, and you have the most orthodox bloodline of the Demon Clan in your body, and only you can stimulate the power of the Demon Lord's bloodline." ”

"Do you want to absorb the power of my father's demon bloodline?" Demon Tian's expression changed drastically, and he finally understood.

The Yin Yang Heavenly Soul took the risk of transferring the Demon Lord's corpse, not to let him see the Demon Monarch's last face, its real purpose was the Demon Lord's bloodline power!

"Young Lord Demon Heaven, you may not know how terrifying Feng Wuchen's strength is, but if he can kill your father, it should be conceivable that if you want to avenge your father, it is impossible with your strength. The Yin Yang Heavenly Soul smiled.

When the words fell, his eyes looked at Mo Luo, and the Yin Yang Heavenly Soul said: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and do it, the Demon Lord has been dead for half a month, and there is not much time left, if you don't do it again, the bloodline in the Demon Lord's body will disappear completely." ”

"Hmph!Yin Yang Heavenly Soul!Even if I die, I won't let you take away the bloodline power of your father!" Demon Tian shouted angrily, extremely tough.

Mo Luo smiled lightly: "Motian, I can't help you now, the old man still wanted to let me immortalize you for the sake of the same demon clan, since you don't cooperate, don't blame the old man for being ruthless." ”

"You have the ability, you can try!" Demon Tian shouted angrily, not afraid at all.

"I don't know how to lift. The old man's eyes flashed fiercely, and he immediately grabbed the palm of his hand, and a terrifying force held up the demon sky.

Mo Tian's desperate struggle was useless, and in front of the three turn powerhouses, Mo Tian's strength was pitifully weak.

"If the old man does it himself, you will have to suffer. Morosen said coldly, and his old eyes became extremely fierce.

During the movement of Mo Luo's fingers, the meridians of Mo Tian's hands were picked off, and the essence blood in Mo Tian's body was forcibly extracted.

"Ahh

With a wave of one hand, the Yin Yang Heavenly Soul cut through the meridians of the Demon Lord's hands.

With a flick of his fingers, the Demon Heaven's essence blood entered the Demon Lord's bloodline along the Demon Lord's severed meridians.

Moro sealed his hands, and the powerful power frantically poured into the Demon Lord's corpse, forcibly stimulating the Demon Lord's bloodline.

"Buzz!"

A moment later, a terrifying evil force burst out from the Demon Lord's body in vain, and this evil power was the blood power of the Demon Lord.

"The power of the Demon Lord's bloodline is very terrifying, and the fusion of the two bloodline powers is very dangerous, if you don't know it, it will put your life into it, you have to think clearly. Mo Luo's gaze looked at the Yin Yang Heavenly Soul Dao.

The Yin Yang Heavenly Soul immediately sat down, frantically urging the power of the bloodline, forming a mark with both hands, and shouting: "Yin and Yang Devouring!"

The Yin Yang Heavenly Soul answered directly with actions.

Mo Luo frowned slightly, but he didn't stop it, in the end, he and the Yin Yang Heavenly Soul were just using each other, and Mo Luo didn't care about the life or death of the Yin Yang Heavenly Soul.

The Yin Yang Heavenly Soul frantically devoured the bloodline power that the Demon Lord had been stimulated, completely recklessly.

Crazy devouring, the aura of the Yin Yang Heavenly Soul soared wildly, and the cultivation soared at a terrifying speed.

"Yin Yang Heavenly Soul!You bastard!Ah!" Demon Heaven roared in a rage.

"Young Lord of the Demon Heaven, this is your own choice, stimulating the blood of the Demon Lord will deplete your essence blood, whether you can survive or not depends on your own creation. Moro sneered.

(End of chapter)