Mo Wuxian looked at so many little demon gods coldly, and was jealous.

It seems that each one is an entity, and the expression is vivid, but he knows that this kind of supernatural power is equivalent to a doppelganger technique, only one is the main body, only the main body has attack power, and the others are all virtual images. The virtual image can be so realistic, and only the magic world can do it.

He thought about it for a while, and the Flame Giant and the Thunder Giant suddenly merged into one, becoming the Divine Fire Thunder, and exploded with a bang.

The light wave surged out, and the magic shadow conjured up in the world collapsed in an instant.

The starry sky was cleared by Xiao, and only the little demon god who was a little embarrassed remained.

Mo Wuxie's voice came: "One force will drop ten times, what's more, you only have one true body!"

The little demon god's supernatural powers were broken one after another, making his face very ugly.

Suddenly, the stars in the starry sky flickered, and countless tentacles suddenly extended from inside those stars, grabbing at the little demon god.

In an instant, the starry sky seemed to come to life, swept by endless vines, each of which was wrapped in green brilliance, and although it was only the thickness of a thumb, it burst out with unimaginable power.

The little demon god was caught off guard, trapped by the vines, and immediately became a zongzi, with three layers inside and three layers outside.

The vines tightened more and more, and the strength became stronger and stronger, and it looked a little calm in the green light.

Suddenly, endless black qi floated out from the cracks in the vines, and the vines had a tendency to be opened.

Mo Wuxie's eyes were gloomy, although the natural realm was powerful, however, the cultivation of the little demon god was better than him, and with his defensive armor, it was only a matter of time before he broke through the vine's confinement.

This time is enough.

As he guided, the starry sky twinkled again.

With a pinching of his fingers, the starry sky thundered again, the flames surged, and the divine fire thunder was produced in an instant.

Suddenly, the vines exploded, turning into butterflies flying in the sky, revealing the little demon god in the black air.

The little demon god suddenly raised his head and found that the Divine Fire Thunder had reached ten meters above his head, and then his face suddenly turned like ashes.

The little demon god hurriedly popped out a finger, and a demonic qi floated towards the divine fire thunder.

This demonic qi is not simple, it is one of the supernatural powers of the little demon god, and it is famous in the demon world.

As soon as he came into contact with the Divine Fire Thunder, the Divine Fire Thunder had already exploded, and the Little Demon God was at the center of the explosion.

Boom - the mushroom cloud rose again, and the purple light inside was churning, and circles of light waves swept in all directions.

The little demon god was even more miserable this time, and his other arm was blown to slag again, and now, both arms were lost, and his head was dripping with blood, and he was almost blown to pieces.

The black aura on the little demon god's body was almost faint, and a black battle armor was very conspicuous on his body, but it was not broken.

The little demon god showed a cruel smile and said, "You don't have the strength to fight anymore, wait for death!"

He suddenly opened his mouth, and a black magic disk floated towards Mo Wuxie.

Mo Wuxian suddenly felt a sense of suffocation, his complexion changed slightly, and the four cultivation swords floated out and hit the magic disk.

With a loud bang, Mo Wuxian was shocked and retreated violently, blood spitting wildly.

He forcibly suppressed his injuries and looked at the little demon god, revealing a sneer, and said, "The little demon god is nothing more than that!"

The little demon god walked towards Mo Wuxian step by step, and now, Mo Wuxian was seriously injured, and he could no longer change the realm changes as he wanted, so he had been locked by the little demon god, and his feet were the magic disk.

The four cultivation swords revolved around Mo Wuxie, emitting bursts of sword sounds, which seemed to be tragic and magnificent, and seemed to be battle intent.

He knew very well that the little demon god's magic disk was definitely a medium-grade demon artifact, otherwise, he would not have given himself such a big concussion damage.

The little demon god's magic disk floated towards Mo Wuxian again, and this time, he was about to kill Mo Wuxie.

Mo Wuxian sneered again, and had already escaped into the Divine Tomb.

The little demon god's magic disk returned in vain, almost driving him crazy, but unfortunately he had no hands to go crazy.

Mo Wuxian reappeared in the same place, along with the six-eared macaque.

He estimated that the little demon god was now consumed by seventy-seven eighty-eight, and he should be at the end of the crossbow, so although the cultivation of the six-eared macaque was a little lower, the stick in his hand was not a joke.

As soon as the six-eared macaque appeared, Qianjun Cheng Yuyu struck out, and a golden hoop stick about 10,000 meters long came out and smashed towards the little demon god.

The little demon god's face changed suddenly, revealing a shock. The magic disk under his feet flew out quickly, and in an instant, it became larger, like a piece of rice cake.

The golden light is extraordinarily dazzling in this starry sky, and the magic disk looks ghostly under the illumination of the golden light.

With a bang, the Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod finally collided with the magic disk, and the sound exploded all over the world.

The golden light defeated the black qi and smashed the magic disk into the air, and the magic disk had already appeared endless cracks in the throwing, and it collapsed violently.

The natal magic weapon was destroyed, and the little demon god's face turned pale again, and the blood vomited wildly.

Suddenly, the little demon god felt his heart pounding, and his body was torn, only to see Qianjun Cheng Yuyu's second attack strike again.

He roared, and the defensive armor was completely activated, releasing a huge amount of demonic energy and defensive power.

However, in the face of the Ruyi golden hoop stick, all resistance is useless, and the indestructibility is vividly expressed.

The black qi on the little demon god's body was purified by the golden light, and the stick fell on his body, and the black armor suddenly shattered.

Hit by the Ruyi golden hoop stick, he flew out sideways, flying out like a meteor in the starry sky, and he didn't know the distance.

Mo Wuxian stepped out in front of the little demon god in one step, and said with a playful smile: "The realm of the little demon god is nothing more than that!"

The little demon god spat blood foaming at his mouth, the fragments of internal organs were coughed up one by one, and his waist was even more shocking, and it was smashed into a deformity, becoming a strange circular arc, you can imagine how miserable his body was.

Fortunately, his physical strength would have been blasted into slag long ago.

"My lord will set foot on the entire Martial Spirit Continent and the Divine Realm, and he will avenge me! Your death will not be far away! Everything will tremble and moan at the feet of my lord, haha!"

Mo Wuxian laughed contemptuously and said, "But, it's definitely not today!"

After saying that, his four cultivation swords disintegrated the little demon god, and a ball of flame floated out, turning the little demon god into ashes.

This incineration took him five hours of effort to destroy the soul of the little demon god, which is enough to show how perverted the little demon god's physique is.

The starry sky dispersed, and he returned to the scarlet cloud again, Mo Wuxian sat on the cloud, gasping for breath, killing the little demon god made him pay a heavy price and scheming, for the first time, he knew that the little demon god was so difficult.

He looked at the ground, and within a hundred kilometers of the ground had become a basin about a kilometer deep, and there was a turbulence of energy inside, and everything disappeared, including the spatial teleportation array.

He breathed a sigh of relief that they had finally ruined their recruitment plan. It's just that he was a little worried that he destroyed one, and he didn't know if there would be other spatial teleportation arrays.

The mood that had just been relaxed suddenly became heavy again, and he immediately returned to the Divine Tomb to resume his cultivation.

An hour later, Mo Wuxian flew off into the distance.