Mo Junlan was stunned in his heart.

Hei Kui's words are definitely not untargeted, come to think of it, there are this guy's accomplices in the court.

It's just that that accomplice is an evil demon hidden in the dark, just like this guy uses Zhang Zhan's identity.

It was still the people of the court who rebelled and responded to Hei Kui.

Compared to the former, the latter can be much more serious.

This is not only a betrayal of the Yuan court, but also a betrayal of the world.

Seeing that Mo Junlan's curiosity was aroused, Hei Kui smiled slightly.

He doesn't intend to continue, though.

It's good to hang your appetite.

"Come on, let me see what the top combat power in the world is today. ”

Finished, his figure disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already in mid-air

The demonic aura swept out.

At this time, he no longer had to hide it, and began to fully show his true strength.

Mo Junlan's eyes were extremely solemn.

Suddenly, I felt my robe being pulled.

He turned his head to look.

It's Yun Feng.

I saw Yun Feng looking at him timidly, "Pay attention to safety." ”

Although Mo Junlan was very curious about why Yun Feng had this expression, he didn't have to think about it so much at this time.

He nodded, turned, and stomped on the soles of his feet, and the figure was in the air.

The two looked at each other.

Mo Junlan said: "All the demons outside the territory have been resurrected?"

I was a little surprised when I spoke.

If that were the case, it would be sad news.

Hei Kui smiled mysteriously, neither nodding nor shaking his head, "What do you think?"

Mo Junlan's eyes flickered, he didn't reply, he held his palm, and a dazzling aura flashed, and a long sword appeared in his hand

"Assert ......"

Hei Kui's figure disappeared, turning into a cloud of black smoke and began to spread in all directions of Mo Junlan.

The majestic black fog almost obscured most of the sky.

The vision gradually dimmed.

"Will you win?"

Yun Feng looked at Yang Ping beside him.

Yang Ping looked at the sky intently, and when he heard Yun Feng's words, he shook his head, "I don't know, for now, the two of them should be evenly matched, but I don't know what will happen next." ”

He was also a little worried.

Yunshan can see it thoroughly.

Although the two were evenly matched in terms of momentum, Mo Junlan still had the upper hand.

After all, this is a vast world, a place of abundant spiritual power.

Spiritual power and magic power are average, one good and one evil, and they are incompatible.

Hei Kui just stood there, he had to constantly rely on the demonic energy to fight against the spiritual power in all directions, otherwise he would be invaded by the spiritual energy.

The demonic qi is all over Heikui's limbs, and once it is invaded, it is likely to cause irreversible damage.

Therefore, just to fight against the spiritual power that naturally exists in the world, you have to consume a certain amount of demonic energy.

Moreover, Mo Junlan is much stronger than Shen Hao, Shen Hao is just a martial artist who has just broken through the Spirit Emperor, and he has not had time to stabilize the realm, so he hurriedly fights.

Mo Junlan is different, he is a middle-level Spirit Emperor, even after the sacrifice, Shen Hao is not as powerful as Mo Junlan.

Facing the black fog in front of him like a sea tide, Mo Junlan felt a little tricky.

He looked around, his eyes flashing.

Lift the sword, extend your index finger, and swipe it towards the blade.

Blood flowed out, and the blade shimmered with a dazzling white light.

Then, his palms trembled violently, like a fan opened, and several long swords slowly appeared.

His hand shook, and the swords turned into arrows and stabbed out.

Boom

The sound of breaking the air sounded.

The dense long sword stabbed towards the black mist like a rain of swords.

All the black mist that drifted through.

"There are still two hits!"

Hidden in the black mist, the black man smiled.

He appeared,

There were sharp marks left by the sword in many places on his body, and he was still flowing black blood outside.

After a while, the wound healed automatically.

Mo Junlan put the sword behind him, his sleeves dancing, and he looked a little out of the world.

"How?"

He said lightly.

Hei Kui looked at Mo Junlan and sneered: "That's it, the weapon, how can it be close to me." ”

"I'm not afraid to flash my waist when I talk about it. ”

Mo Junlan's face was very calm.

"Hurry up, my family is still waiting for me to go back. ”

After that, he no longer hesitated, and the sword body shone brightly, turning into a streamer and flying away.

Hei Kui smiled.

His hands waved violently, and in front of him, countless demonic qi suddenly emerged.

The demonic qi condensed, slowly forming a pitch-black giant python, and then bit towards Mo Junlan.

Whoa, whoa, whoa

A few crisp sounds.

Those giant pythons were all cut in half, turned into demonic qi and dissipated.

Hei Kui's face finally changed.

Subconsciously, it is to fly backwards.

During this time, the hands are folded, and then they are slammed out.

The giant palm condensed by Dao Dao demonic qi was like a knife slashing towards Mo Junlan.

Mo Junlan was not afraid, the tip of the sword was single-handed, and in the blink of an eye, those giant palms were shattered.

Heikui panicked.

He realized the gravity of the matter.

But at this point it is too late to regret it.

This guy in front of him is not known how many times stronger than that Shen Haolai.

Maybe he may not be able to beat Mo Junlan at his peak.

"Don't run, I don't have that much time to pester. ”

Mo Junlan looked at it coldly.

Then the figure shook violently and turned into a burst of afterimages.

"Ahh

Hei Kui stopped abruptly, and at this time he couldn't take much care of it, and folded his hands together to perform an ancient and mysterious ritual.

Behind him, a burly figure emerged.

It's the evil god.

Mo Junlan's footsteps stopped instantly.

He looked at the phantom, and his eyes were full of thought.

Hei Kui opened his eyes and looked at Mo Junlan, and said with a smile: "My god has come, and you are not waiting to crawl quickly." ”

Mo Junlan sneered, and after he was sure that it was a bluff, the figure disappeared again.

The corners of Heikui's mouth curled up.

His palms slowly drained.

The phantom behind him also stretched out his palm.

In an instant, the magic sound was around.

The sky instantly turned blood red, and blood flowed on the ground, and white bones were buried at will.

A pungent smell of blood permeated the ground.

Mo Junlan shuddered violently, and his body stopped.

On his forehead, a profuse sweat broke out instantly.

The back was also drenched in cold sweat, and the exercises soaked the clothes in the blink of an eye.

All around him, it was as if there were countless evil spirits roaring in his ears, which made him uneasy.

All four limbs and hundreds of bones were in a very uncomfortable state, Zheng

White ghosts swirled around him.

He drew his sword to drive away.

The body of the sword revealed a ghost, and it fell into the air.

The palm of his hand holding the sword trembled, and the long sword fell on Lin.

Pale complexion.

And there is nothing he can do.

He clutched his chest, curled up in a ball, shivering.