A hundred chicken coops were pulled up by the goblins, and the old men all exclaimed, revealing extremely frightened eyes—this was the last moment of their lives. Bang, they fell into the pile of bones in the demon mountain.

Mo Liang was tightly clutched in the claws of the eagle demon, each sharp claw against his abdomen, chest, zenith, and waist, and there were bursts of chilling breath that made him almost think that he was dead.

The claws of the eagle demon are no duller and dumber than any divine weapon.

He grabbed Mo Liang falling from the sky and slowly landed in front of the, and pressed him to the ground, unable to move.

"Gurgle~ The little guy who sent it to the door by himself!" Ji Gong narrowed his eyes slightly, paced forward, and let out a creepy laugh when he lowered his head to observe Mo Liang.

The old people in the distance saw the face of the rooster and suddenly showed despair. If the human race falls into the hands of the goblins, there must be no good results.

And Shi Jun, who was among them, looked at Mo Liang, who was caught by the goblin, and clenched his fists. He was different from other old men, he did not feel hopeless for the desperate situation, but was full of heartache for Mo Liang. There was a faint struggle in his eyes.

Ji Gong is the powerful Demon Mountain King, he has never taken this ordinary mortal in his eyes, and at this moment, he said leisurely as if he had announced his will.

"The so-called years hurt people. In my great array of years, I just lack a little guy who can resist the wounds of time. Originally, I was still regretting my omissions, but it was the fulfillment of providence that sent you little guy!

"Giggles~ In this way, the years and time of Baisuo are already in my pocket! God help me to become a talent, what will the centipede and the weasel fight with me? The little ones, put them in a formation for me!"

At the sound of an order, the hundred chicken coops were immediately arranged rapidly. At this moment, Jiming Mountain has almost become an empty mountain, and a hundred chicken coops occupy the entire hillside after a while, forming horizontal rows and vertical columns, spreading layer by layer around the black tower on the top of the mountain.

Looking down from the sky, it's like tying a hundred knots on a hillside, dotted with stars.

Mo Liang was grabbed by the Eagle Demon and flew to the top of the Black Tower. Whether it is the Eight King Kongs or the Rooster, it is not something that his strength can contend with, and there is not even a chance at all.

Perhaps anticipating such a death situation, he seemed extremely calm. Occasionally, when I look at the chicken coop containing the village chief that I don't know where it was thrown, I will show a trace of regret and apology in my eyes. After all, it was because of the lack of strength that he couldn't save everyone......

He was placed not far from the rooster, with his back to the hillside, and he seemed to be facing the rooster in the center with the crowd.

The was also extremely serious at the moment, he closed his eyes, and adjusted his supernatural powers.

Mo Liang felt the incomparable momentum emanating from Ji Gong's body, and had a clearer sense of the danger at this time. If the vitality in his body is a pure stream, then the fluctuation of the vitality in the's body is almost like a lake and a sea.

This is not a level of power at all.

Just one of the great kings in the Demon Mountain was already so powerful, how powerful should the "Heaven and Earth Great Demon" that destroyed the city in an instant be? At this moment, Mo Liang suddenly remembered his father who suppressed the "Heaven and Earth Great Demon" in that sealed place.

The slowly opened his eyes, and his supernatural powers gradually spread, and a breath of ancient times came to his face.

The Great Array of Hunshan then quietly activated. Under the inducement of the rooster, a hundred colorful rays of light rose above the heads of the old men in the hundred chicken coops, crossed the sky, and converged at the peak of the Black Tower. Looking at the whole thing, the Jiming Mountain at this moment is like being shrouded in colorful haze, and it is like building a bridge to the heavenly realm, silently weird, and amazingly beautiful.

The years have given these hundred old men the foundation for growth and existence, and as the power of the years is stripped away, their bodies begin to become empty as if they are about to disappear from this world.

Time is going backwards and depriving them until the moment they are born, and they will completely disappear.

A hundred rays of light of time converged at the peak of the Black Tower, turning into an incomparably large strand that impacted Mo Liang's body.

At this moment, Mo Liang seemed to have experienced millions of years. In that endless time, I felt boundless loneliness and loneliness. The years hurt people, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Liang's face already had a faint atmosphere of vicissitudes. Like a baby, between the thought of laughing and crying, he suddenly found that it was the twilight moment. The cries and laughter are all stuck in the passing time, leaving only the boundless melancholy of loss.

"Father~"

In this momentary trance, he seemed to see his father roaring in the flames.

"Father~ I can't live anymore! I can't go to your place to find you!"

He murmured in his heart full of regret. Those many wishes and dreams, like a whole world in his heart, weighed down on his heart.

The power of the years that had submerged him was transformed from his body into an incomparably pure order of time, which was a shining gold. The golden light rushed towards the, and the immediately burst out with joy. I saw him open his mouth wide, and a crystal with a faint golden halo flew out of his throat, turning leisurely in front of him, catching all the golden light that came from the impact.

This crystal, like a bottomless pit, all the golden light has disappeared, storing the power of refining time.

This is the demon yuan of the chicken man, a demon yuan with the power of time into the ink of nine products.

Mo Liang is immersed in the endless flow of time, and he is already in a trance with the changes in the outside world. But the moment he saw the spit out the demon yuan, all his body and mind immediately shook. His eyes suddenly revealed an incomparably firm will.

This seems to be seeing a hope of life in the moment of death.

"I want to live!"

Drowning in a colorful time, he shouted loudly and stretched out his hands to the demon yuan of the chicken who was close at hand. The incomparable suction suddenly exploded in the palm of his hand, and the eyes of the went from indifference to incomparably frightened, only in the blink of an eye.

Like the power of the torrent, from the demon yuan that entered the ink nine products, it burst into Mo Liang's body like a.

Originally, the speed at which the demon element replaced energy could not have been so fast under the control of outsiders, but at this moment, Ji Cheng was absorbing the power of time with all his might, which also made his own power shackles completely open. Mo Liang, at the most critical moment, pinched the soft underbelly of the.

"You ......"

Ji Gong's small eyes immediately widened, staring at Mo Liang in horror, in disbelief.

"Get out of here!"

The panicked and roared angrily, urging the demon yuan to desperately want to take it back. Even with his lake-like Yuan Force, he can't afford to burst the embankment and lose it like this.

But at this moment, the suction in Mo Liang's palm has formed a strong confrontation with the will of the rooster. The demon yuan between them, Ren Jigong's divine thoughts are amazing, and they are not moved.

"Go~Go~Go~Go~~" The feathers on the's body exploded, like a fighting exerting all its strength.

Mo Liang came to his senses completely, and the will to survive that erupted in a desperate situation was simply amazing. He who entered the fifth grade of ink, faced the chicken of the ninth grade of ink, exuded a decisive momentum. Compared to the chicken, it is not weak at all. The vitality poured into his body, rumbling and rioting, and the meridians of the five grades of ink were frantically stretched. In the middle of the fifth grade of ink, there was a breakthrough in ten breaths.

His momentum is even stronger!

And the, in a blink of an eye, the loss of Yuan Force has reached the point where it is enough to hurt the muscles and bones. Even if the demon yuan is taken back now, the strength is destined to plummet!

"Little thing, chicken, I must eat you alive!"

He roared bitterly, his eyes bloodshot and red. The appearance of the ferocious cockfight is very terrifying.

It's just that Mo Liang looks even more terrifying than him. The demon element that devoured the living goblin for the first time, in which the yuan power contained the divine thoughts of the goblin, was extremely powerful, almost uncontrollable. On the one hand, he frantically plundered the Yuan Power of the, but on the other hand, he looked at the demon elements integrated into his body with some weakness, rampage, his meridians trembled and vibrated all over his body, and he wanted to kill him alive.

"I'm going to swallow you now!" he shouted frantically.

If it weren't for the soaring strength, he would probably have given up. In the middle of the fifth grade of ink, more than ten breaths passed, and directly entered the late stage of the fifth grade of ink!

Painful and happy, it is very suitable to describe Mo Liang at this moment. This time I escaped, only the rise in strength is already a great gain. As he advanced to the late stage of the fifth grade of ink, Ji Gong's Yuan Li was plundered by more than half, and he became even more depressed. At this moment, he seemed to see hope that he could live.

The Great Array of Time lost its guidance and became indifferent. But the struggle for the top of the Black Tower became more and more intense.

Demon Yuan is separated from his body, and Ji Gong can't run his incomparably powerful strength, looking at Mo Liang who took advantage of the void, he almost vented the biggest hatred in his life. "I'm unwilling~......"

The rooster's throat roared and was extremely harsh. As the feeling of weakness continued to invade, the was desperate.

I saw that the red flesh skirt under his chin was suddenly congested, and it was even more red and red, as if it was dripping blood. "Gurgle~Gurgle!" The fierce scream, his neck sank, his body straightened like a sharp arrow, his blood-red eyes, and a resolute momentum that put him to death, which made Mo Liang bite his teeth.

"Giggle~!"

The cry of the supernatural power turned into a sound wave and rushed straight towards Mo Liang.

The catharsis of this cry, the red meat skirt and meat crown of the visible to the naked eye, the blood color is gone, and it seems that the natal essence blood has been used.

The years, like the wind and the angry waves, rolled up amazing waves, disappeared and disappeared. For a moment, Mo Liang only felt that the sun rose and sunset, time flew by, and every fragment of the sound wave made his time shatter and be depressed. This is the sea of time, and he is a drowning soul.

It seems like a long time, but how can the cry disappear?

In the blink of an eye, the suction in Mo Liang's hand eased, and his face turned pale. The gasped and wanted to take the demon yuan into his body, and the feeling of weakness that he hadn't felt for decades made him extremely frightened.

But suddenly, Mo Liang's eyes shot a ray of light angrily, and the suction in his hand increased again. He gritted his teeth, and the lethargic malaise that broke free from the sea of time was no less weak than the tremor of indulgence. "I want to live!" he roared. At this moment, the stubborn guy who has faced countless doubts, slanders, and cynicisms in the past four years once again felt a strong undefeated will.

The chicken who lost his natal essence and blood was even weaker and could no longer resist.

When Mo Liang gradually couldn't feel the pressure of Ji Gong's will, the yuan power in the demon yuan overflowed even more borderlessly. The pale golden halo completely dissipated, and even the slightly milky white core was faintly visible. The demon element that entered the ink nine products became transparent. As the last trace of Yuan Power poured into Mo Liang's body, the meridians in his body finally made a sound of breaking the wall.

"Click!"

Mo Liang's eyes burst out with a stunning brilliance, and he was even more domineering.

The rooster, like a defeated rooster, shrugged his mind. Moaning, "Giggle~cluck~"

"I'll kill you, I'll kill you!" he kept silently, and all that was left in his mind was the obsession of revenge. This sudden plunder took everything he had in an instant.

Mo Liang was stunned. Seeing the in the chaos, his eyes flashed. "Such a strange enemy, you must not stay!" Thinking about it, the strength that had already entered the ink six products was immediately launched, took out a dagger, and beheaded the chicken who was invincible not long ago with a single sword.

Chicken blood gushing......

And this scene happened to be seen by the flying eagle demon. He was going to see why the big array stopped, but he didn't want to see a chilling scene from afar. His eyes immediately bulged, "The king is dead!"

The panicked screams spread all over the Jiming Mountain.