Disheveled.. With a low muffled sound, the woman's palm fell on Mo Huai's body.

Mo Huai didn't move, but she was a little embarrassed and flew backwards.

"Yes, the strength is not small," Mo Huai smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth after looking down at the layer of frost and crushed ice slag remaining on his chest clothes.

More than ten meters away, the woman standing in the air stared at Mo Huai in surprise, and couldn't help but say with an ugly face: "God-level powerhouse?"

"God-level, right?" Mo Huai, who smiled noncommittally, looked at the woman playfully and said, "How is it? Do you still want to do it?"

"Kill me!" the woman calmed down slightly, her face was still indifferent, her eyes flashed with a dead silence, and her tone was low.

Belch.. Mo Huai, who looked at her in a slightly stunned light, couldn't help but smile dumbly and said, "Kill you? Why should I kill you?

"I can't be your plaything, if you don't do it, then I'll have to be myself," the woman said, raising her hand to pat her head.

Mo Huai's face couldn't help but change when he saw this, and Mo Huai, who had felt the power of the palm just now, clearly understood what would become of the woman's head under this palm.

Mo Huai, who came to the woman with a phantasmatic figure, blocked her palm with a lightning strike, and then frowned and looked at her angrily and said: "Are you stimulated by something? You will die at every turn, when did I say that I want you to be my plaything?"

"You're not going to.." The woman was also stunned, watching Mo Huai subconsciously speak, but stopped before she finished speaking.

"Oh, I said why you ran for your life in a hurry, it turned out to be because..." Mo Huai, who was slightly stunned, turned to look into the distance, only to see a faint sound of rapid breaking through the air, and several phantoms quickly approached: "Are they here to arrest you?"

The woman who also turned her head to look at her couldn't help but look a little ugly when she saw that the phantoms came to a stop and turned into several men with a very strong aura.

"Run, stinky, can't you run?" said one of the burly men with messy hair.

And a black-robed and indifferent middle-aged man next to him couldn't help frowning and glancing at Mo Huai: "Boy, who are you, and what is your relationship with her?"

"What do I have to do with her, do I have anything to do with you, if you want to do it, hurry up," Mo Huai looked at him playfully and smiled.

The black-robed middle-aged man's face sank when he heard this, and before he could speak again, the dark red man, who scolded in a low voice, was already a little irritable and shot towards Mo Huai like a cannonball, and a punch blasted out, with a violent flame energy, as if he was about to shatter the void and smash towards Mo Huai.

"Fire Elemental Law?Is the Mystery of Explosion?It's a bit interesting," squinted at the burly man's fist, feeling the fire elemental mystery contained in it, until that punch reached Mo Huai who was close to him, then he suddenly made a move, and the same furious punch like a volcanic eruption met it.

Rumble.. Click.. The sound of violent explosions and bones shattering sounded one after another, and a punch exploded the burly man's fist and half of his arm, followed by a punch on his chest.

The burly man, whose eyes were wide and full of horror, directly exploded into a blood mist while flying upside down.

"You.. Who the hell are you? We are Lord Menglie's subordinates, if you kill us, Lord Menglie will not let you go," Seeing Mo Huai kill the burly man with one move, the black-robed middle-aged man whose face changed couldn't help but tremble and speak.

"Lord Menglie?" Mo Huai raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and couldn't help but laugh playfully: "The so-called Lord Menglie in your mouth, is it a god-level powerhouse? Is it a lower-level god, a middle-level god, or a powerful high-level god?"

The black-robed middle-aged man froze when he heard this, and before he could speak, the gray-robed woman on the side said: "My lord, that Meng Lie is a lower-level god, and his cultivation is the law of the fire element, and it is said that his strength is also relatively powerful among the lower-level gods." ”

"Oh, it turned out to be just a lower god, I thought it was a higher god!" Mo Huai, who sneered, looked at the black-robed middle-aged man and the other three men with nervous expressions, and his eyes flashed with indifferent killing intent: "It's a pity, your backstage is not enough to make me jealous." So, I decided to kill.."

Before Mo Huai's words fell, his face was a little hideous, and the black-robed middle-aged man who shouted 'escape' to the other three people had instantly turned into a full twelve identical black-robed people, and they were all around Mo Huai.

"You still dare to attack me, it's not bad for your guts!" Mo Huai, who was smiling playfully, looked at the twelve black-robed people with almost identical expressions with interest, and his eyes flashed slightly: "The law of darkness, the shadow clone technique, it's a bit interesting!"

Laugh at.. The twelve black-robed people merged into one, turning into someone who appeared on the side behind Mo Huai, and the black dagger in his hand stabbed Mo Huai in the back of the head.

However, the black-robed man who felt a countershock coming from Mo Huai's head was about to crack with a painful tiger's mouth in his palm, but let alone killing Mo Huai, he didn't even hurt a single hair of Mo Huai.

"Impossible! Even a god-level powerhouse can't block my full strength with his head without any damage," the black-robed man was stunned.

Disheveled.. Mo Huai, who slapped it with a backhand, didn't allow him to dodge at all, and it was already imprinted on his chest, causing the black-robed man to vomit blood and fly away.

Mo Huai, who turned around, flew and landed in front of the black-robed man who was lying on the ground with a pale face, but as for the other three Sacred Domain masters who fled, he didn't pay attention to them at all.

"You.. Are you a god-level powerhouse?" The black-robed man who was holding his chest looked at Mo Huai and asked in a bitter voice, "Are you a middle god?" or a high god?"

"Median God, High God, Hehe.. What if I say I'm the main god?" Mo Huai asked with a smile as he looked at the black-robed man.

The black-robed man with a stunned expression couldn't help but look at Mo Huai a little speechlessly, will the main god come to this barren plane prison?

Mo Huai, who shook his head, looked at the black-robed man's eyes flickering as if he was groaning before he said indifferently: "From now on, you will follow me!"

"Yes, my lord!" The black-robed man, who was relieved when he heard this, couldn't help but respond respectfully with a smile on his face: "My lord, my name is Wangba." ”

"What?Wang Ba, well, you are strong," Mo Huai, who was dumbfounded, then turned his head to look at the gray-robed woman standing not far away and said, "What about you?"

The gray-robed woman also looked very respectful and said, "My lord, my name is Nuo Bing!"

"Nuo Bing?haha, this name is still a little meaningful, but it is much better than Wangba," Mo Huai said with a smile, "You can call me Lord Mo Huai." ”

"Yes, Lord Mo Huai!" Nuo Bing, the gray-robed woman, and Wangba, the black-robed man who stood up, even replied respectfully.

Looking at the two newly accepted subordinates, Mo Huai, who nodded with satisfaction, said directly: "It's the first time I've come here, and I don't know the situation here, tell me, what kind of powerful god-level powerhouses are there around here?"

"My lord, Meng Lie, who Wangba followed before, is already a relatively powerful god-level powerhouse in the vicinity," Nuo Bing said.

Wangba then said as if he was in a hurry: "Lord Mo Huai, in fact, around here, if you say that there are powerful god-level powerhouses, Meng Lie is not even counted. ”

"Oh, then you can tell me, what else is more powerful than Meng Lie, is there a middle god?" Mo Huai then asked.

"My lord said and laughed, our place is just a relatively remote place in the plane prison, and there are some lower gods at most, how can the middle god be willing to stay in this kind of place?" Wangba smiled and said, "However, there are indeed a few lower gods around here. Like Bomont, who cultivates the law of death, the Great Wizard, Lord Muba, and by the way, there is also a Lord Dilin, whose strength is said to be the top among the lower gods!"

"Di Lin?" Mo Huai's eyes suddenly lit up with surprise when he heard this, and then he looked at Wang Ba Lian with burning eyes and asked, "Where is Di Lin?"