Suddenly a kitchen knife artifact appeared in Ling Batian's hand, Ling Batian slashed at the evil ghost puppet, the Heavenly Demon King frowned, remembering that when he was defeated by Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo was also holding a kitchen knife artifact in his hand, although it was completely different from the one in Xiao Mo's hand, but this kitchen knife inexplicably resonated with vitality, and the Heavenly Demon King was shocked, and said: "It turned out to be the power of the wick used by the ancient martial gods, where did you get such power, isn't it Xiao Mo's?" The words of the Heavenly Demon King stimulated the bullying sky. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't mention Xiao Mo in front of me, who said that this wick is his, the power of this wick is mine, and it belongs to everyone!" Ling Batian was angry at this time, the knife qi that appeared in the kitchen knife artifact was completely blocked by the shield of the evil ghost puppet, and there was no parry power at all, the two powerful lights collided in an instant, and became vibrating, and the surrounding demon clans were shocked, and some were very afraid of this power and simply jumped into the valley of fire, Ling Batian kept gritting his teeth and shouting, sweat flowed down his forehead, and became so panicked, but after a long time, the shield of the evil ghost puppet was still intact, and there was no trace of cracking at all, Ling Batian was shocked, and said: "How can this be, it was obviously the strongest attack just now, why didn't there be any cracks, how powerful is this Heavenly Demon King!!"

The Heavenly Demon King looked at Ling Batian's panicked expression, and became even more proud: "Hehe, little ghost, do you think my strongest defense is fake, no matter when my defense is broken, no one can break it, so at this time, the power of the wick you use is completely too big compared to Xiao Mo's thoughts, because at this time, Xiao Mo is the most powerful, because my shield was completely split during the first attack, and when it came to the second time, it exploded." But what about you, you are completely different from Xiao Mo. Ling Batian felt a kind of shame, and he didn't know why he was inferior to Xiao Mo everywhere! A sense of anger poured out of Ling Batian's body again.

Ling Batian is a mixture of demons and humans, all of a sudden the powerful wick has entered Ling Batian's body, the eye of heaven opened instantly at this time, the eye of the demon has a strong power existence, no matter at any time, it can burn the things that appear in front of you into ashes, and the things that become ashes are the drawbacks of the existence of the eye of the sky, the powerful eye of the sky will instantly stimulate the miasma of the demon race, and the powerful miasma rushes straight to the demon puppet, and the powerful defense makes the demon king begin to be a little unable to parry, the demon king is repelled a few steps by the power of this eye of the sky, if it is not for the powerful defense of the demon puppet, will definitely be injured by the power of this demon's heavenly eye.

The mad god saw the change in Ling Batian and laughed: "Hehe, I still have grown, I thought I was going to help, but I don't need it now, one day you Ling Batian will become the legendary Dark Martial God!" Ling Batian heard what the mad god said, and suddenly became calm, the light of the Heavenly Eye had closed, maybe when he could really control the light of this Heavenly Eye, it would be his own gain.

In the Yuanyang Realm, Xiao Mo completely burned the Gray Valley, and the entire Gray Valley became a ruin in this Yuanyang Realm, after a long time, Xiao Mo left this place, and now he has absorbed more Inner Dan in his body, and these Inner Dan must be refined, otherwise the power of the lamp beads is completely unbearable, especially the circulation between the way of Zhou Tian and the meridians is completely unworkable, thinking of this, Xiao Mo swallowed the Inner Dan even more into it, and the Inner Dan has been integrated into Xiao Mo's body, Xiao Mo felt a force enter again, and at this time, a light enveloped Xiao Mo's body, Xiao Mo raised his head and looked over, and above the light was an old man in a white robe.

The white-robed old man looked at Xiao Mo and said, "Congratulations, stinky boy, now that you have become strong again, I should appreciate you very much, but now you have only seen your own progress, and some people are slowly moving closer to you, especially the power of darkness." Xiao Mo rushed to the white-robed old man's side and sat down, and said, "Senior, I have become very powerful now, but I still don't know what my predecessor said, is it because of Ling Batian and the mad god?!" Ling Batian is Xiao Mo's good brother, but at this time, he left Xiao Mo and followed the mad god for power.

The mad god is a terrible guy, and his strength and cultivation have completely become legends, and the white-robed old man shook his head: " No, you still don't know a little bit about what I said, what you have to worry about is not just Ling Batian, but the hand of the god behind the mad god, at this time I returned to Tianmen Mountain, the great elder and the drunken fairy Weng and others found out the information of the hand of the god, the people of this organization are good at performing tasks in various races, that is, at this time, the mad god became one of the members of the organization, in this organization, the strength of the mad god may not be the strongest, and there are even people as powerful as the martial god, this is always something that the old man is worried about。 Xiao Mo was a little unaware, the mad god is an ancient legend of war demons, a person who can fight with the martial god, but in the end he died on the continent because of a failure in one detail.

Xiao Mo shook his head, not knowing how to observe this hand of the gods, he clenched his fists and said, "No matter what the purpose of the hand of the gods is, and whether Ling Batian will join the hands of the gods, I will bring him back from the hands of the gods, he will always be my brother and friend, as long as it is my friend, I will not let him go away." The white-robed old man didn't know anything about Ling Batian's attachment shi-*=6\, and the white-robed old man thought of it and said: "Hehe, Xiao Mo, in this matter of Ling Batian, I advise you to give up, once you enter the dark power, you can't pull it out at all, with your strength, it's still so low in front of me." ”

Xiao Mo stood up, I don't know why, I want to talk to someone now, let's find this white-robed old man. (To be continued.) )