Gathering his breath, Wei Wuji unfolded his body and followed the Demon Prince from afar, I don't know why, looking at the figure of the Demon Prince breaking through the sky, he always felt that something was wrong!

Because in my opinion, with the talent and strength of the demon prince, he should also be on that list, but the other party is too arrogant and arrogant to pass by like this, this kind of behavior is undoubtedly telling others that his demon prince is here, he has the ability, and he wants his head, even if he comes!

Or is it that since the last defeat at the hands of Fang Youzhe, the opponent's strength has improved by leaps and bounds in a short period of time to the point where he can be so wanton!

What's more, just when Wei Wuji was secretly surprised by the Demon Prince's actions and practices, with a flash of brilliance, a war spear with a turquoise color like jade pierced the space in front of the Demon Prince and went straight to his chest!

"Haha!"

The demon prince let out a long laugh, and with the flash of magic light, a magic spear also appeared in his hand, and then he raised the magic spear in his hand, and did not shy away from facing the war spear that was coming straight towards him!

While!

With a loud bang and a splash of firelight, Rao is demon prince, whose strength is now unprecedented, was also blasted upside down by the war spear, and the demon blood spilled into the sky!

"Come again!"

He was already injured under the blow, but the aura of the demon prince was even stronger, and he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his fighting intent became more and more high!

"Rampant!"

With a loud shout, a man with long hair and a shawl and wearing golden gilt battle armor had already appeared in the air, he raised his hand and took back his war spear, and then he looked at the demon prince with a cold face, and the iron and blood qi on his body went straight to the sky!

"Iron-blooded Mo family!"

Holding the magic spear in his hand, the demon prince looked at the Mo family with a cold face: "I didn't expect that it was actually your Mo family's people who came first!"

"What's so strange?"

Mo Leng from the Mo family said calmly: "The iron-blooded Mo family never falls behind, the Central Region is not a place where you can go wild!"

"Really?"

The Demon Prince sneered and said, "If this prince remembers correctly, the supreme king of my Holy Demon Clan, Mo Mo, is now a guest in your Central Domain!"

Mo Leng's face suddenly turned cold when he heard this, and then the war spear in his hand moved, and he had already appeared directly in front of the demon prince, and he shouted loudly: "That's because he is not on the list!"

Dang!

The demon prince threw himself back and flew out again, looking at his hands that were cracked under the other party's blow, a cruel smile couldn't help but appear on his face, he smiled and said: "It's still a little strength, it's good, give this prince a little time, people like you won't be looked at by this prince anymore!"

Seeing that the demon prince blocked his two blows in a row, but he was still injured and did not retreat, Mo Leng's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, and the war spear in his hand was horizontal, and a fierce and incomparable iron and blood intent suddenly emanated from him!

Looking at Mo Leng, who was already ready to make a move with all his might, the Demon Prince's face couldn't help but condense slightly, although his current strength did improve rapidly, but compared with Mo Leng, an elite power of almost half a step of the Innate Realm, there was still a certain gap, and now the other party had already made a killing intent, and he had no choice but to be cautious!

The magic light flashed, and just as the demon prince was drumming up a body of demonic energy, urging the power in his body, and preparing to shake Mo Leng hard, a figure dressed in pitch-black magic armor, carrying a mouthful of demonic qi lingering, and a hideous demon knife had already appeared in front of him!

As soon as he saw the visitor, the face of the demon prince changed, and he looked at the figure in front of him in some surprise and said, "Why are you?"

"Ke'er, since you're out of the customs, why did you leave the Demon Domain alone?"

The person who came turned his back to the demon prince and blocked Mo Leng's iron-blooded battle intent for him, and he said with a cold face: "How to say, what flowed in your body before was also the blood of this king!"

"Humph!"

The Demon Prince snorted coldly and said, "Don't compare your lowly demon blood with this prince, your blood will only make this prince's demon blood even more mixed!"

Mo Leng didn't make a move immediately, because he already knew who the person was coming, Mo Sin, the Tianjiao figure of the Holy Demon Clan, an existence who was originally expected to win the Innate Realm, but because of an accidental injury to the Demon Core, he had stayed in the Half-Step Innate Realm for nearly 10,000 years, and he still hadn't been able to take that step!

It is rumored that the reason why he has not taken that step so far is because when he was about to successfully repair the damaged demon core back then, he resolutely broke it into two halves, and half of it was directly taken out of his body by him and melted into the body of the demon prince!

As for what happened?

Ignoring the increasingly cold eyes of the demon prince behind him, Mo Sin looked at Mo Leng and said, "Stand down, you're still a little close, Mo Hong is almost here!"

Mo Leng's face was cold, he looked at Mo Sin coldly, just as the war spear in his hand moved, and he was about to test the combat power of Mo Sin, with the flash of the demon shadow in front of him, Mo Sin had already appeared directly in front of him, and the war gun in his hand was firmly held in the palm of the other party!

"You broke through?"

Mo Leng's pupils couldn't help but shrink, he couldn't believe that with his own strength, he could actually let the other party bully so easily, and also suppressed his own war spear, didn't that mean that if Fang Cai had intentions, he would probably have become a corpse that couldn't speak?

Mo Sin looked at Mo Leng with a pale face and said, "If you don't break through, it's not important to this king!"

Mo Leng's pupils shrank again, and then he stared at Mo Sin with a shocked expression: "Could it be ...... Could it be ...... How is that possible? Who else can achieve the body of the original demon now?"

Seeing the shock on Mo Leng's face, Mo Sin shook his head slightly and said, "That's because you know too little about the Demon Clan!"

His face moved slightly, then he glanced to the right, and said with a slight smile: "Old friend, since you are here, why don't you show up?"

"I was born from the merry, my fists are proud of the world, I smile at the state of the common people, and I cut through the eternal sorrow with one sword!"

With a low voice, Guanghua moved, Murong Bohai, who was dressed in green clothes and hung a big sword at his waist, was already in a streamer, showing his figure, he looked at Mo Sin with a calm face and said, "It's been a long time!"

"The Heavenly Sword came out, impermanence claimed life, prosperity has come to an end, and the world has been cool several times!"

At the same time, immediately after Murong Bohai, with a majestic voice, the sword light flashed, his body was tall and mighty, his long hair was scattered at will, and Murong Zhantian, who was holding a snow-bright long knife, had already appeared in front of the Demon Prince!

Covered with sword energy, he looked directly at the demon prince and said: "I just broke the mirror and faced you that day, and you cut off an arm, today my sword world has been completed, and your strength has also improved, why don't you fight again!"

"Cut!"

The demon prince sneered and said, "It's just that his subordinates are defeated, and An dares to speak up?"

Murong Zhantian is like a knife in his hand, he is indomitable, and he hurts people when he shoots, so this time, he still spit out three words very directly: "Fang Youzhe!"

"Roaring ......"

At the mention of Fang Youzhe, as if some kind of pain in his heart had been touched, the Demon Prince suddenly let out an angry roar, his face was hideous, and he stared at Murong Zhantian with murderous intent: "What do you want to say?"

Murong Zhantian said coldly: "The same general of the defeated army, what is there to be proud of!"

Airplanes!

The magic spear in the demon prince's hand shook, and he pointed the gun at Murong Zhantian and said, "Come on, this king will never just cut off one of your arms this time!"

"Interesting!"

Mo Sin glanced at the tense Demon Prince and Murong Zhantian, and then he looked at Murong Bohai and chuckled, "This is the descendant of your Murong family?"

Murong Bohai pressed one hand on the bronze broadsword at his waist, and his face was still as calm as water, and he said, "What's the matter?"

Mo Sin smiled slightly: "It's a little interesting, the battle between you and me in the Void Battlefield back then, this king still remembers it vividly, you at that time, just like them now, are sharp, and you don't know how to converge, but your knife is really good!"

Thinking that when he first entered the half-step innate realm, he met this other existence in the Demon Domain in the Void Battlefield, and after a battle of nine deaths and a lifetime, although it ended with the other party retreating, Murong Bohai knew that at that time, because of the damage to the demon core in his body, he did not do his best, so that battle was also regarded by him Murong Bohai as a shameful battle!

It's just that as he walked farther and farther in the half-step innate realm, and his comprehension of the knife became deeper and deeper, he just diluted the shame of the battle that day, on the contrary, for a long time, he still missed that battle very much, because if it wasn't for that battle, he knew that his comprehension of the knife over the years would never have improved so fast and gone so deep!

As if sensing Murong Bohai's thoughts, Mo Sin smiled slightly and said: "Old friend, it is fate for you and me to see each other again, but for the battle you desire, let's talk about it when you break through the mirror!"

He looked at Murong Bohai and said pointedly: "This king is looking forward to your sword, but this king is looking forward to your stronger knife even more!"

Murong Bohai stared at Mo Sin carefully, and then he sighed slightly and said, "It is true that even if my knife is cut out, it will not be able to kill you now!"

Mo Sin's shoulders shrugged slightly, and then he said with a smile: "You deliberately bloomed your sword qi before, because you were afraid that this king would make a move on the little guy below?"

Murong Bohai glanced at the location of Wei Wuji below, and said undeniably: "Yes, the duty lies, and this young man is indeed very good, very much to my taste!"

Mo Sin glanced at the Demon Prince and Murong Zhantian, and then glanced down, he smiled slightly: "Since they are all good young people, it depends on their respective means and abilities!"

Murong Bohai, who was restrained in his sword aura and did not dare to relax in the slightest, nodded and said, "It should be so!"