The two demons covered their throats with their hands, and blood dripped down their fingers, dripping on the ground with a soft sound.

Mo Jiyu held three slender ice needles between his left fingers and shot at the demon, but the three ice needles did not penetrate the demon's skin and fell to the ground at once.

Mo Jiyu glanced at the three ice needles he had dropped on the ground, the skin of these two demons was so hard that even the ice needles could not pierce the skin.

"They don't look the same anymore. Wen Yan clenched the two magic swords in his hand, and the green bamboo pattern on the sword body revealed a faint dark light.

Mo Jiyu nodded: "Their skin has become very hard now, and I'm afraid that ordinary swords can't hurt them." ”

Wen Yan nodded in agreement, the blade of the magic sword in his hand flashed with sharp light, his two magic swords were not simple, they were swords that had been tempered by the Sword Pavilion, each sword was very sharp, enough to cut anything hard in the world.

Wen Yan's figure moved quickly, and slashed at the demon with a sword.

The sharp blade slashed through the demon's chest, and blood gushed out.

Mo Jiyu seized this opportunity, and three ice needles shot into the demon's injured chest.

When the ice needle entered the demon's body, all the blood in the demon's body was frozen, and a white mist of truth appeared on the surface of the body.

Mo Jiyu clapped his palms and made a crisp sound.

The demon's body exploded in response, and the ice froze the ground with broken flesh and blood.

And the demon who was fighting with Wen Yan with a whip let out a roar when he saw his partner dead.

With this roar, the ground under the feet of the two people shook for a while, and the sky also changed, and the originally clear sky suddenly became dark, and the wind was fierce.

The long hair blown by the wind blocked Mo Jiyu and Wen Yan's vision, but both of them understood that something dangerous must be coming out.

The protective magic weapons carried by the two people opened, and the demon with the whip was beaten half alive very quickly.

"What exactly are you raising in this corpse breeding ground?" Mo Jiyu asked in a cold voice, the sharp blade flashed with cold light, and it was about to cut through the demon's neck in the next second.

"God! is the god of our demons!" The demon laughed, staring at Mo Jiyu with a pair of blood-red eyes, "As long as our god is born, you will die immediately!"

Before Mo Jiyu could say anything, the demon stretched out his hand and twisted his neck, and the demon's corpse fell to the ground at once, and a slender unknown black thing suddenly crawled out of his neck.

Mo Jiyu froze the thing with spiritual power, and then burned it into a small pile of ashes with the fire carried in the bracelet.

Mo Jiyu took out a bucket of tung oil from the bracelet and handed it to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan took the barrel of oil and looked confused, why did Ji Yu still have a hobby of carrying tung oil with him?

As if seeing Wen Yan's confusion, Mo Jiyu said softly: "Sprinkle this tung oil into that corpse breeding ground, and we will burn all the corpses inside." ”

"Aren't we just going to use our spiritual power?" Wen Yan asked.

Mo Jiyu shook his head: "I guess the corpses in there all have the thing that crawled out of the demon just now, as long as it is burned with fire, they can be truly destroyed." ”

Wen Yan nodded, followed Mo Jiyu to the floor tiles, and poured all the tung oil into it.

Mo Jiyu threw several ignited flame stones into it, looking at the huge fire that came out of the floor tiles, his eyebrows and eyes were cold.

These things did not appear in the plot of the original book at all, and it seems that it is impossible for the author to lay the foreshadowing for the development of the later text, it can only be said that the plot may begin to be disjointed and there have been some changes.

Mo Jiyu: Son Dog, will these subtle changes in the plot affect my completion of the last mission?

The dog son looked at the difficulty coefficient of the last task increased by fifty percent, and replied quietly: It will not affect it.

Mo Jiyu relieved herself, anyway, the world was completely beyond what she could bear, and she really couldn't stand it.

Mo Jiyu stared at the majestic fire, but noticed that there was a pitch-black finger-like thing on the edge of the floor tile that was holding it.

She couldn't help shouting: "Wen Yan, quickly retreat!"

Countless burning severed limbs erupted from the floor tiles at once, Mo Jiyu hurriedly froze those stumps, and pushed his palm forward, and those stumps attacked the person who crawled out of the floor tiles, nearly two meters tall and covered in pitch black.

The demon god's arm shook slightly, and those stumps fell to the ground one after another, not hurting him at all.

He looked at Mo Jiyu, who was attacking him, opened his mouth and said, "Who are you, why are you blocking my birth?"

Mo Jiyu looked at the demon god with sharp eyes: "Because you are something that is not allowed to exist!"

Thousands of magic swords suddenly appeared behind her, each of which exuded a cold aura, forming a huge lotus flower emitting white mist.

She raised her middle finger and index finger together, pointed in the direction of the demon god, and those magic swords flew in the direction of the demon god, each magic sword cut through the flesh of the demon god, and finally formed a huge lotus flower to wrap the demon god.

The ends of countless magic swords were all facing the Demon God, and the corners of Mo Jiyu's mouth twitched slightly, and her index and middle fingers stabbed into the palm of her other hand.

Those swords also pierced into the demon god's body, and countless blood dripped down the tip of the sword, merging into a thin stream.

Mo Jiyu looked at this scene and guessed when this person made a move, when the demon god moved.

He pulled out the magic swords inserted into his body one by one with his hand, and Mo Jiyu looked at this scene with some dumbfounded.

The Demon God is indeed a ruthless person, and he can even pull so many magic swords out of his body.

Wen Yan looked at this scene, his heart was uneasy, looking at the appearance of this person, this person didn't seem to feel pain.

He looked at the large pool of blood dripping on the ground, and at the very powerful appearance of this person, and secretly guessed in his heart that this person would not die easily.

Before he could tell Mo Jiyu about this conjecture, Wen Yan was hit on the right shoulder by the man who was covered in darkness.

There was a sharp pain in his right shoulder, and he watched as the sword hole on the demon god's body slowly healed, and the magic sword he held in his left hand pierced the demon god's abdomen, holding the magic sword and turning.

The spiritual power on his hand was constantly exerted, and the sharper and sharper blades were about to wring the internal organs of the demon god, and the blood was even more left than just now.

Mo Jiyu also held the Ice Condensation Sword, and a sword pierced the chest of the Demon God.

Seeing that the demon god gradually lost his breath, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.