Chapter 468: Mo Wen appeared

Jiutou Mountain, with nine peaks of ten thousand feet high, hence the name.

Perhaps the Nine-Headed Mountain is a legend that the Nine-headed Bird was transformed after its death, and it is also from this!

However, from today onwards, Jiutou Mountain will be completely removed from the Void Realm.

Coupled with the mountain that was leveled by the dust and wind before, the remaining eight mountains of Jiutou Mountain have all become ruins.

This is not to say that the Heavenly Killing Power of Dust Wind and the Blood Stain Power of the Thousand Handed Demon were too strong before, razing all the mountains to the ground.

Instead, in the confrontation between the Heavenly Killing Power of the Dust Wind and the Blood Sacrifice Power of the Thousand-Handed Demon, the energy that burst out was too strong, and the rest of the mountains were completely shattered.

Of course, if you can collapse nine mountains, the power is naturally not weak.

The people who had stopped and watched on the other hills before also flew up and escaped the catastrophe.

Only a few of the strongest people in the Cultivation Realm who could not resist the power of heavenly killing were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and failed to fly up in time, but were injured and killed by falling rocks from the mountain.

"Is it over? Is the Thousand-Handed Demon dead?"

"It should be dead, under the death of God, there is no immortal. ”

"It's hard to say, although the power of heavenly killing is terrifying, but the Thousand Hands Demon is not so easy to deal with, and the power of his head to launch a blood sacrifice is also not to be underestimated. ”

Thinking of the devastating scene before, many people are still shocked into a cold sweat.

Although they all knew that the Dust Wind Killing was not directed at them, they were still inevitably afraid.

Coupled with the intuitive explosion scene, many people are still like a man.

And at this time, the people of the multi-armed tribe were sad.

At this moment, their eyes as they looked at Dust Wind were full of fear, even the remaining three Saint King powerhouses of the Seven-armed Clan.

The entire Armed Clan was as demoralized as many expected.

Without the thousand-handed demon, the peak powerhouse of the Saint King realm, the ferocity of the dust wind is no longer stoppable, not to mention that there is the Yi family with extraordinary strength eyeing him.

Even if many of the Armed Clan's people were not still lucky, hoping to find the figure of the Thousand-Handed Demon in the ruins, they would have wanted to escape.

"This time it's really powerless. "The dust wind at this time is also uncomfortable.

Dust Wind has now regained its true form, standing firmly on the ruins of Jiutou Mountain.

Because of the current dust wind, he doesn't even have the strength to maintain his transformation, and he has really overspent strictly, and there is no trace of qi and blood in his body.

Dustwind can still maintain a standing posture now, which is already the best effort of Dustwind.

In the final analysis, the realm of Dust Wind is still too low, and with Dust Wind's current cultivation, it is still a bit too far-fetched to exert the power of Heavenly Killing.

"It seems that the Thousand Hands Demon is really dead. ”

"I can't feel the breath of the Thousand Hands Demon anymore, this time the multi-armed clan is really dangerous. ”

"Provoke the dust wind, even if it is a multi-armed tribe, it will also face the danger of extinction, we must wipe our faces and eyes in the future, and we must not offend the dust wind. ”

Many people also want to find the figure of the Thousand Hands Demon in the ruins, but they can see it with the naked eye, where is there still a trace of the Thousand Hands Demon?

In the ruins, even the breath of the Thousand Hands Demon could not be sensed, but I was afraid that even the corpse would be turned into powder.

Many people can even predict that the next thing to do is to be ordered by Dustwind to kill the Big-Armed Clan!

However, only a few powerhouses such as Dustwind still maintained their sanity, and they were also sure that the Thousand Handed Demon was definitely not dead.

With the pinnacle of the realm of the Thousand-Handed Demon Saint King, if he is really dead, the sorrow of heaven and earth will come soon.

But by now, the dust had settled, and the sky had become clear.

That's the best proof of this.

"The patriarch is here, come quickly!"

Suddenly, in the midst of the ruins, a man of the multi-armed tribe shouted.

His shout was like a strong needle, and many people of the multi-armed clan were shocked when they heard it.

If the patriarch is not dead, there is still hope for the Maharaku, and there is still hope for everyone here.

However, such hope had only just risen, and the Great-armed people began to despair again.

Because when they flocked to the place, they saw that their patriarch had long since lost his human form.

The Thousand-Handed Demon with only one head and one foot is pitiful at the moment, how can it be a miserable word?

The three-headed, six-armed Thousand-Handed Demon had now lost two heads, one that had been destroyed by the dust and wind, and the other that he had wrenched off with his own hands before.

The arm of the Thousand-Handed Demon was completely gone, and all six arms were lost.

Even under the body, there is only one leg left, and the other leg has long been gone.

In addition, the body of the Thousand-Handed Demon was already in tatters, and the intestines in his stomach were all flowing to the ground.

The Thousand-Handed Demon didn't die, but he was completely useless, and he saved his life at a great cost, but he lost all his combat power.

Even if he gave the Thousand Hands Demon enough time now, it would be absolutely impossible for him to return to his peak state.

After launching the blood sacrifice with his own head, he had already lost most of his cultivation, and it was impossible for him to recover to his peak state at all.

Even his own severed head and arms could not grow again.

"Thousand-Handed Demon, in fact, you might as well live as dead. Dust Wind trembled a little and walked towards the Thousand-Handed Demon surrounded by the people of the Armed Clan, and said lightly.

Dustwind's words seem cold, but they are actually true.

The existence of the realm of the Holy King, falling into such a situation, will be more dignified to die than to live.

Dusty Wind has no strength at all, and it is even difficult to walk.

But where the dust wind passed, all the Armed Clans fearfully gave way to the way.

The fierceness of the dust wind was too strong before, and it had already cast a shadow in the hearts of many people of the multi-armed clan.

Even though they knew that the dust and wind consumed a lot and there was not much combat power left, they still felt scared from the bottom of their hearts.

Even those mid-to-late stage Saint King powerhouses of the multi-armed clan are no exception.

However, behind Dusty Wind, Yi Shan and Silly Big Man and the others followed Dusty Wind to the death, and they were also careful not to kill Dusty Wind by the people of the multi-armed clan.

"Becoming a king and defeating a villain, dusty wind, I lost, and I lost unjustly. The Thousand-Handed Demon said weakly, his voice full of tragedy.

At this point, the Thousand-Handed Demon did not have the fear it had before.

After all, he was still a peerless powerhouse in the Saint King Realm, and the Thousand-Handed Demon already knew that he was in a catastrophe today, but he calmed down.

"Since you lost, did you fulfill your promise, or did I do it for you?" Dusty Wind looked at the Thousand-Handed Demon coldly, without the slightest pity or the slightest intolerance.

Because Dusty Wind knew that if he were to lie here today, the Thousand-Handed Demon would definitely not be merciful to him.

However, it was the calmness of the Thousand-Handed Demon at the moment that made Dusty Wind a little admired, worthy of being a Saint King powerhouse, and he could face death calmly.

Of course, if the Thousand-Handed Demon knew what Dust Wind was thinking at this moment, he might be so angry that he would jump up.

If Lao Tzu can choose not to die, I would rather be hoarse.

"I will die by your hand, and you will kill me with your sword! The Thousand-Handed Demon closed his eyes and said tragically.

As soon as his words fell, Dusty Wind raised the Demon Slaying Sword with difficulty in his hand, pointing directly at the Thousand Hands Demon.

"Wait. ”

At this moment, there was a loud shout from the sky.

Immediately after, a young-looking young man descended from the sky and appeared beside Dustwind.

"Dust Wind, this Thousand-Handed Demon is a Saint King powerhouse, and it is not easy to cultivate, can you spare his life for the sake of my Mo Qian's face?"

As soon as the young man's words came out, the scene was in an uproar.

Mo asked? He is actually Mo Wen?

Mo Wen, who had never seen his dignity in the Void Realm, actually came in person to intercede for the Thousand-Handed Demon?

At this moment, even Dusty Wind was a little stunned.