There was no earth-shattering, and there was no loud bang. The palm of the hand is like a spring rain, moisturizing things silently, like a diamond, destroying withering and decaying, like a god, destroying everything.

Mo Lingtian's golden magic knife, first the shadow of the sword, like light smoke encountering a strong wind, dissipated in an instant, then the blade, broken inch by inch, turned into pieces, and finally his body, starting from the part of his chest, was actually beaten and collapsed, and his chest was attached to his back.

"Ahh

Mo Ling Tian let out a scream similar to that of a demon beast, and his body flew out more than a thousand meters away, blood spurted out of his mouth as if he didn't want money, and at the same time, there were also fragments of his internal organs.

Mu Zifeng stood in place, his chest kept rising and falling, this palm almost drained all his immortal power, and his body was also extremely weak.

But he still stood there firmly, like a javelin, with his back straight. The disciples of the Fire Demon Sect looked at Mu Zifeng's gaze, full of worship, he was one meter eighty-four, his thin body looked extraordinarily tall at this moment, and the momentum of his whole body made him look like a god, undesecrated, insurmountable, and invincible!

"Did Gongzi Mou win?" "Yi Huang Xiangtian couldn't believe his eyes, he actually won against the peak powerhouse of the ninth-order great magician, everything in front of him made him have an unreal feeling, this battle was shocking, it could not be said that it was not earth-shattering, how could it not make him feel shocked and questioned, because, the young man who defeated the ninth-order great magician looked less than twenty years old! What about the future? He didn't dare to imagine it.

"Victory, Mu Gongzi wins, we are free from now on!" The disciples of the Fire Demon Sect recovered from their shock and shouted one after another, the excitement of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe made the air in the Fire Demon Sect even hotter than usual.

"Mu Gongzi is mighty!"

"Mu Gongzi is invincible!"

Cheers, jumps, crazy venting. Crying, howling, long-suppressed outbursts. All of this constituted a wonderful picture, making the disciples of the entire Fire Demon Sect look very weird, as if a group of demons were dancing wildly.

"You're thinking too much!" Suddenly, a discordant voice emerged from the ground like a demon from hell with a chill.

The disciples who were immersed in the joy and madness were suddenly stunned, it was this voice that had penetrated deep into their souls and into their bone marrow, making them feel frightened, frightened, and at a loss as soon as they heard this voice! That was the coercion that emanated from their bones! That was the fear of the strong!

Although the mind control between them and the owner of the voice has been successfully erased, the will to obey from the depths of the soul cannot be repaired in a short time for seven years!

So, when they heard the voice again, their faces were astonished, and their bodies were like chaff, as if the man had come out of the depths of their minds again.

Immediately, there were more than five hundred disciples of the Fire Demon Sect, dancing and dancing, and they really went crazy, this time they were completely crazy, even if Da Luo Jin Immortal came, they were helpless.

Just in an instant, an invisible fluctuation flew towards Mu Zifeng, and at the same time, after that fluctuation, there were even more dense and countless unjust souls, opening their big mouths, and devouring him frantically.

"It's a mental power attack!" Mu Zifeng immediately felt that his spiritual power was fluctuating very strongly. But at this moment, he can't retreat, because behind him, there are already more than a thousand disciples of the Fire Demon Sect, if Mu Zifeng retreats, these more than 1,000 disciples of the Fire Demon Sect will suffer, and they will become idiots and fools in an instant, and there will never be any possibility of recovery, especially what he can't let go of in his heart is that Rui Sisi is also standing behind him at this moment.

If he chooses to retreat at this time, he will definitely be able to save his life. But if he does that, I'm afraid he won't be able to feel at ease for the rest of his life!

Be a deserter? No!

"Fight! He has no choice but to fight!" He knew that this might be Mo Ling Tian's last desperate attack, so he immediately made a decision, and a vast spiritual force immediately rushed forward.

That spiritual power is invisible but huge, for the sake of insurance, Mu Zifeng also fused all the spiritual power of Quan Lao, although this extraction may make Quan Lao weak, or even fall into a deep sleep, but for the sake of Rui Sisi, for the more than 1,000 disciples of the Fire Demon Sect, for the morality in his heart, even if he is broken, he will not hesitate.

The impact of spiritual power, there was no sound, but the shock wave was enough to destroy everything, and even the main hall of the Fire Demon Sect behind Mu Zifeng collapsed with a bang.

But the more than 1,000 Fire Demon Sect disciples within the radial range of his spiritual power, including Rui Sisi, were unscathed!

Because, his thin chest stood up in front, in front of everyone.

Even though blood had spurted out of his mouth, he was still like a green pine, firmly standing on the ground, bravely facing the impact of spiritual power!

Mo Lingtian's spiritual power could be said to be vast and powerful, and he was the strongest among the monks Mu Zifeng had encountered so far.

That day, he didn't know why Demon Ling Tian didn't appear when he used his spiritual power to stir up the Fire Demon Sect, if he appeared at that time, I am afraid that it would be extremely difficult to obtain the Blood Demon Saint Smallpox. Looking at the waves of spiritual power attacks in front of him, Mu Zifeng felt that he was really lucky at that time. At the same time, he was also very afraid, his actions at that time were indeed a bit of a dream, but fortunately, good luck has always been on his side.

Under Mu Zifeng's output at all costs, and under his insistence on biting the tip of his tongue, Mo Lingtian's spiritual attack finally dried up, and he was finally defeated. Mo Ling Tian's eyes widened, his eyes were blurred in the six-colored demon pupils, and his shriveled body suddenly dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, it was his will that shriveled down!

Mu Zifeng didn't have time to catch his breath, and tens of millions of unjust souls howled, rolled, and danced their claws. The smell of the unjust spirits was like walking into a slaughterhouse, disgusting, depressing, and a pungent stench like the waste water discharged from a chemical plant in the world.

Mu Zifeng didn't care what grade it was, he grabbed a large handful of elixir and stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it like chewing beans, stretched out his neck and swallowed it into his stomach, "boom", a warm current instantly flowed all over his body, and the dried dantian actually gave birth to a trace of immortal power, and at the same time, he mobilized with all his strength, and a trace of immortal power in the tiniest meridians of his body was also transferred out by him and gathered together.

"Ten Thousand Ghosts Killing Gods!" The Ten Thousand Ghosts Killing God Plate was barely able to drive, and thirty twenty-meter-high evil ghosts drilled out of the plate, each of which opened its bloody mouth with a radius of ten meters, devouring and devouring the roaring souls.

It's not that he doesn't want to use the power of the old man, but after all, it is an external force, and his own cultivation is the most important, all monks know the truth that things must be reversed, that is, excessive use of immortal power is likely to achieve a breakthrough.

The sound of "click" was endless, and the screams came and went, and in the time of half a pillar of incense, tens of millions of unjust souls were devoured by thirty evil ghosts. The demons burped and continued to pursue the scattered ghosts. If you look closely, you will find that since those evil ghosts devoured the unjust souls, they have all grown out of thin air, their bodies are more condensed, their grimaces are more terrifying, and their cultivation has also improved a lot.

"Could it be that these evil ghosts can still keep growing?" Mu Zifeng also felt very surprised, last time, the evil ghosts devoured the five tigers of Lin Cheng, and they only grew a little, but now, after devouring tens of millions of unjust souls, they have grown to the point of palpitations, which is something he never expected, and it also brought him a strong surprise.

But none of this mattered, the important thing was that Mo Ling Tian was like a killer weapon, and in the end, the desperate counterattack was completely crushed.

Thousands of disciples of the Fire Demon Sect were stunned.

Ress was stunned.

Everyone else, including Brilliant Xiangtian, was also stunned.

But immediately, a heartfelt cry came from the mouths of the more than a thousand Fire Demon Sect disciples.

"Mu Gongzi is mighty!"

"Mu Gongzi is invincible!"

In Russia, a frenzied roar sounded like a mountain and a sea, it was a kind of fanaticism from the heart, it was a kind of catharsis of rebirth after a catastrophe, and it was also a kind of worship of the strong. Without a hint of hypocrisy, without a hint of artificiality, without a hint of personal likes and dislikes.

The cry from the heart turned into a raging wave, causing the body to wither continuously, and the trance-like Mo Ling Tian also appeared for a moment of clarity.

The corners of his grinning mouth could no longer be taken back, but his heart was occupied by a strong sense of defeat, "I don't accept it!" He squeezed out all his strength, and could only weakly let out a trace of almost * resistance, but this trace of resistance was quickly annihilated in the rolling tide.

Mu Zifeng was not carried away by the victory, he pointed with his hand, and the more than 100 evil ghosts hulala drowned the demon Ling Tian. The demons dispersed and returned to the Ten Thousand Ghosts God Killing Plate, leaving only a pile of white bones on the ground, and a storage bag, but other than that, there was nothing.

The peak powerhouse of the ninth-order great magician-Mo Lingtian, die!

Mu Zifeng found that the evil ghosts in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Killing God Plate were very effective against those ethereal souls that had been refined, and this discovery made him even more confident in the Ten Thousand Ghosts God Killing Plate.

"Mu Gongzi ......" Yihuang walked forward quickly, and in a few steps, he regained the momentum of a superior person, and a burst of coercion followed.

"Find me a secret room. Mu Zifeng interrupted Brilliant Xiangtian's words, how could Brilliant Xiangtian's thoughts escape his keen perception.

Now, unless he uses the power of Quan Lao, Mu Zifeng's body has no immortal power at all, just like ordinary people, any disciple of the Demon Master Sect of the Fire Demon Sect has the ability to kill him, if there is any attempt at this time, he has no choice but to fight hard.

Moreover, he also saw a trace of hesitation in his brilliant eyes, and he was also keenly aware that there were three Great Demon Elders who were talking to each other from time to time, looking at him with a faint hint of coldness.

Is this the rhythm of unloading the mill and killing the donkey?

Therefore, he could only gamble, gambling that Yihuang would not dare to make a move, after all, he had just saved the lives of thousands of disciples of the Fire Demon Sect. If Yihuang shot at the sky, there was no choice but to use the power of the old man to erase it, and such an ending was something he didn't want to see.

And will Brilliant Xiangtian choose to do it?