"Could this be... Parasitic Soul Transfer Dafa?!" Huo Zhengdong's eyes widened slightly, and his heart was a little shocked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mo Ye smiled even more happily at the corner of his mouth: "Yes, for the sake of [nuclear], we will use all our strength!"

Not only the breath, but even his voice changed, the firmament turned his back to Mo Ye at this time, and his heart was shocked, Mo Ye at this time gave him a feeling of looking up at the mountains, which was far more than his strength, in front of this power, he was no different from an ant.

Huo Zhengdong's expression became solemn, the person parasitic in Mo Ye's body must be a Demon Saint powerhouse, and it is not an ordinary Demon Saint, or I don't know which Demon Saint's true body of the Demon Clan has descended.

Zozz...

A black vortex appeared in front of Mo Ye's body, and from this black vortex, there was a desolate aura, as if it came from a distant ancient aura, heavy, simple and extremely powerful!

Huo Zhengdong's expression was solemn to the extreme at this time, to be able to have such an aura, it must be a Demon Saint powerhouse who survived in ancient times, but the powerhouses in ancient times should have been eliminated, how can there be a Demon Saint with such an aura now?

As the deputy pavilion master of the Western Holy Pavilion, he sits in the Western Pass all the year round, and soon, Huo Zhengdong understood what was going on, the Night Angel Clan, who had been silent for hundreds of millions of years, recovered, and only they would have such power.

"Angel of the Night, which ancient powerhouse is it?" Huo Zhengdong's mind turned sharply, hesitating whether to send a message for help, the strength of the ancient powerhouse is far beyond the ability of people in this era to compare, with his strength, I am afraid he is not an opponent.

A pair of legs stepped out of the black whirlpool first, followed by the body, neck, and head, a slightly old figure stood completely in front of Mo Ye, and in an instant, the invisible aura brought by Huo Zhengdong disappeared cleanly, and the world seemed to become centered on this demon saint, and even Huo Zhengdong became a foil!

Judging from the appearance, the wrinkles on the face of this demon saint are light, and the temples are a little gray, at first glance, I only thought it was a person in his sixties, but this demon saint is a real old monster who has survived from ancient times, and the combined age of all the saints of the human race is only half the age of this demon saint.

"Shadow Demon Saint, Mo Xiu!" Huo Zhengdong's voice trembled slightly, a thick fear appeared in his eyes, and his palms couldn't help but clench, which showed the tension in his heart.

"I can't imagine that hundreds of millions of years have passed, and there are still people who remember the name of this saint, and it is still you, a little baby who is only more than two thousand years old!" Mo Xiu's eyes were flat, but he was swept by his calm eyes, and he only felt that a sharp sword pierced his heart, and even a saint like Huo Zhengdong felt a slight tingling in his skin, you must know that at his realm, even if he does not cultivate the physical body, the strength of the physical body is incomparable, and it is difficult to destroy.

"Huh..." Huo Zhengdong took a deep breath, calmed down his shocking mood, and a pair of eyes also had a fierce color: "Ancient Demon Saint, this Saint also wants to understand it." ”

"Hehe..." Mo Xiu let out a mocking smile: "You only stepped into the realm of the Holy Throne at the age of seven hundred and thirty, and it has only been more than a thousand years before and after, and with your more than a thousand years of experience, you want to fight to the death with this Holy Throne? Do you really think that the Holy Position in this world is very strong now? Or is your self-confidence expanding too fast?"

"You have to try it to find out!" Huo Zhengdong's body had a sharp aura blooming, and white-gold Yuan Force gradually emerged around him, filled with endless killing aura.

"Qianhui, everyone get out of here!" Huo Zhengdong ordered, once the battle for the Holy Throne began, even the emperor would not be able to withstand the aftermath of the battle, not to mention that no one present reached the emperor!

"Understood!" said the firmament directly, although he wanted to watch this battle, but he also knew the danger, it was going to be a never-ending duel, not an ordinary fight.

Mo Xiu has been watching everyone's departure coldly, as for the few Demon Prison Generals who fell to the ground, he didn't even look at it, and the remaining Demon Venerable, who had not been injured, helped the seriously injured Demon Prison General to leave quickly, Mo Xiu did not stop it, and he also knew the fate of these guys in his heart-

"Ahhh

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

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The terrible screams and the sound of blood splashing came from the falling elevator, don't think about it, under Qianhui's shot, the Demon Venerable will not have a living mouth, Mo Xiu's eyes flashed a different color, I didn't see him make any movements, and the next moment, the elevator door suddenly exploded, and the fire inside rolled out, as if engulfing the entire elevator passage.

"You!" Huo Zhengdong's face was ugly, and the firmament was still in the elevator, but then, after feeling the faint breath of the firmament, Huo Zhengdong breathed a sigh of relief.

A hint of surprise also appeared on Mo Xiu's face: "It's really strange, even the emperor is dead, this little big heavenly position actually survived, tsk, it's not ordinary." ”

The corners of Huo Zhengdong's eyes twitched, there were two emperors among them, as well as several Yuan Veiners and dozens of Great Heavenly Positions with the strength of the Dragon Teng General, and they were all so dead!

"The deputy pavilion master of the West Holy Pavilion, tell this saint the location of the [core], this saint will leave you a way to live, and you can wait and look forward to the day when you can find this saint for revenge. Mo Xiu didn't take Huo Zhengdong to heart at all between his words, only treating him as a bigger ant.

"Don't be delusional, it's impossible to hand over the [nuclear] to you!" Huo Zhengdong said in a low voice, and the next moment he took the lead, above the metallic torrent, Huo Zhengdong stood proudly, and punched out at Mo Xiu is -

"Glittering Jade Flowing Gold!"

In an instant, the white-gold torrent behind Huo Zhengdong intertwined into a huge platinum net, directly blocking all of Mo Xiu's retreats, and every wire of the platinum net could break mountains and gravel and tear the void!

Mo Xiu first protected Mo Ye, then raised his right arm, and slowly stretched out one palm, the skin of the palm was smooth and bright, and there was a pitch-black demonic qi lingering on it, and the dark attribute demonic qi exuded a sense of mystery and oppression that devoured all things.

"Break!" A fluttering word spit out from Mo Xiu's mouth, and the white gold net in the sky disappeared quickly like a candle in the wind, leaving no trace, as if it had pierced through the void, and one by one pitch-black whirlpools appeared around Huo Zhengdong, exuding a cold light.

"This saint is very disappointed, does the current holy position only have such a little strength?" Mo Xiu's tone seemed to be regretful, as if it was sad.

Surrounded by a black whirlpool, Huo Zhengdong only felt that the Yuan Force around him had a feeling that it was difficult to exert it, which made his face ugly and his heart was solemn to the extreme: "Is this the strength of the Ancient Demon Saints?" I'm afraid that only the ten old gentlemen who survived the battle between the Four Saints and the Ancient Masters have the strength to fight with him. ”

"Your human race is too degenerate, right, when this saint was born, he took a special look at the demon race, although it has also degenerated, but it is more than a step stronger than you, this saint is curious, how did your human race persist for so long. There was really a curious light in Mo Xiu's eyes, and his eyes stared at Huo Zhengdong without blinking, but he didn't make a move.

Huo Zhengdong took a deep breath: "I don't know!"

"Looks like you don't want to talk about it, and you're useless in that case. Mo Xiu's eyes drooped slightly, and there seemed to be a murderous aura lingering around his body!

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(To be continued) (To be continued.) )