Mo Yu's eyes flashed slightly, but he didn't expect them to react so quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the current dangerous situation was resolved, and he didn't have to make another move.

Looking forward, this was the first time Mo Yu had seen the Abyss Demon Clan, feeling the rich magical aura, as well as the killing intent in his blood-colored eyes, his face was solemn.

A very small number of these demons are seventh-order, and most of them are sixth-order demons, but their breath is so strong that they can suppress the human race of the same level, and they are even more ferocious and shivering.

From the scene in front of him, he could perceive that in the classic records, the horror of the Abyss Demon Clan was by no means a lie.

Just imagining that the countless defaults in the abyss, crawling out of the cracks in the ground, made his heart awe-inspiring!

It's really hard to imagine how in ancient times, the two races of humans and beasts expelled the demon race into the underground.

Seeing the impact of the demon clan for the first time, Mo Yu's mind fell into a brief confusion, but he quickly recovered to his original state, and his eyes quickly swept over the team. The demons painstakingly ambushed, and suddenly made a move, catching everyone off guard.

Several monks were directly bound by the chains of demonic energy, and in their desperate struggles, they were pierced through their bodies by spears. Even the soul was infected by the demonic qi and collapsed one after another in the miserable howl. In the blink of an eye, the Terran team suffered heavy casualties!

But at this moment, not everyone is in despair, the sloppy old man and the young man in gorgeous clothes are all calm, obviously not taking the siege of the demon clan to heart.

The sloppy old man's eyes rolled, and the corners of his mouth suddenly showed a sneer, "If you don't want to die, you will come behind the old man!"

The monks in the team were slightly stunned, and then they showed ecstasy, the Great Venerable of the Human Race was here, and in the face of the Great Commander of the Eighth Order Demon Clan, they at least had hope of survival!

Fang Ming, Qu Cheng, and Sun Manjiang hesitated, and looked at this place, showing a begging look.

Mo Yu frowned slightly, but still waved his hand.

The three of them were immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly approached him, and naturally could only smile bitterly at the cold eyes of the Fan sisters and pretend not to see them.

As for the young man in Chinese costume and others, several monks have also gathered.

Seeing that the demon had pounced, the sloppy old man smiled and said in a low voice: "The old man protects your life, but in today's battle, you also have to do something." He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the five monks beside him suddenly wailed, their faces contorted, showing endless horror and pain. A certain part of their own soul, under this grasp, was torn apart and stripped of life, turned into a soul shadow and flew out, and fell into his hands.

"Hehe, I'm almost able to eat my little baby, go!"

The old man waved his sleeves, and suddenly there were blood shadows rushing out of his body, devouring some of the souls of several people who had been stripped away, screaming violently, and rushing towards the demon.

These blood shadows are bloody!

This thing was refined with the secret technique of the Demon Dao, and it was not afraid of the erosion of demonic energy, and at this moment, it burrowed into the bodies of one demon after another, and immediately made them fall to the ground screaming and tumbling violently. Both hands scratched his body, and the sparks that rubbed against the black scale armor shot out in all directions, and soon the flesh and blood were blurred.

Being drilled into the body by blood, these low-level demons can't compete at all, and can only die little by little in the pain of their souls being torn apart!

Fang Ming and the other three people's faces suddenly turned pale, and when they looked at Mo Yu's figure, they showed endless gratitude. If it weren't for Lord Yumo's protection, they would have come close to this old monster, and now they are afraid that they will end up like this, suffering from broken souls!

Roar!

Roar!

Seeing that a large number of clansmen were killed, the two Demon Dao Grand Leaders suddenly roared from their mouths! They didn't expect that in this Terran team, there would be a Demon Dao Great Venerable Cultivator, who suddenly made a move, so that they didn't have time to stop it!

The male demon leader stomped hard under his feet, and the ground collapsed and the rubble flew indiscriminately, and his figure jumped up violently, and the blood-colored long knife was raised high above his head, slashing down fiercely!

Rumble!

A blood-colored sword light, with an aura of destruction, slashed down!

The sloppy old man laughed, "Two, the old man has solved the biggest trouble, don't you still make a move?"

The brocade-robed young man said proudly: "Ah Da, Ah Er, Ah San, Ah Si, you guys take action, take the head of this Demon Dao Commander to Ben Shao!"

"Yes, young master!"

Growling. Four figures rushed out, and the aura in their bodies erupted wildly. Ah Da is a great cultivator, and Ah Er, Ah San, and Ah Si are all the pinnacle of the War Emperor. But these four people, obviously cultivating some kind of supporting exercises, punched out at the same time at the same moment, and roared violently in their mouths!

"Raw!"

"Kill!"

"Absolutely!"

"Extinguish!"

The four completely different forces fused together in the blink of an eye, turning into a punch and colliding with the blood-colored sword light!

Rumble!

The sword is shattered, and the fist is unabated!

The male demon commander suddenly raised his head and roared, and the hurried syllables were obviously saying something, and the female demon commander looked at her with resentment on her face, and suddenly turned around and fled without hesitation.

"People...... Terrans, all should be ...... Damn!"

The blunt tone, but he couldn't hide it, the endless resentment, a terrifying aura, erupted wildly from his body, and it reached the limit in a blink of an eye!

Rumble!

This demon's body exploded by itself, and the devastating force swept wildly in all directions, and everywhere it passed, the ground was shattering, and the void was collapsing!

The self-detonation of the Great Demon Commander, even the Great Venerable Monk, did not dare to resist it easily!

The sloppy old man's face changed slightly, and he took the five people behind him with his sleeves and tore the space away. The young man in Chinese costume and the others, under the joint efforts of the four powerful servants, smashed the space with their fists and rushed directly into it!

Mo Yu frowned slightly, in the classics he read, the Abyss Demon Clan was recorded as a vicious monster with no feelings. But today, this self-detonating demon clan commander obviously wants to protect his companions and leave.

Perhaps, the records of different ethnic groups should not be believed at all.

He flicked his sleeves, took a few people behind him, tore through the space, and turned to step in.

A moment later, when the fluctuations of the terrifying power raging in the void dissipated, the entire small hillside had been completely erased, and countless cracks on the ground, like open hideous ghost claws, spread for miles away.

Mo Yu, the sloppy old man, and the brocade-robed young monk, each of them appeared more than ten miles away, completely avoiding the impact of this self-explosion.

"The amount of power fluctuating here will definitely attract a large number of demons, let's go!"

In the midst of a low drink, the tripartite monks met and hurried away into the distance.

Night.

The tent opened quietly, and the figure of the sloppy old man appeared, his eyes swept here, carefully avoiding the formation laid down, and after leaving the camp, he set up his aura and walked away quickly.

Not long after this person left, several figures walked out of the camp, and they were the young man in the brocade robe and others.

"Hmph! Childe really guessed correctly, this old dog of the Soul Devouring Demon Sect wants to eat alone!"

Ah Da spoke with hatred.

The brocade-robed young man sneered, "With so many demons in ambush, there must be a demon tribe nearby, and this old ghost deliberately let go of the demon commander, obviously doing something to ask her to lead the way to find the tribe." How can you hide such thoughts from me! Let's go, give him a praying mantis to catch cicadas and yellow finches behind!"

Swish!

A dim aura flashed, and several figures followed suit.

In the tent, Mo Yu's eyes slowly opened, he got up and walked out, looked at the direction of the two monks, thought for a while, stepped down, and the figure flew silently, disappearing into the darkness in a blink of an eye.

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