Flesh and blood sticked, and a pitch-black figure hunched up from within Moroch's body.

The figure raised its head, its scarlet eyes staring at Shang Jingxing's defenseless back, full of malice.

The appearance of the pitch-black figure began to change, from top to bottom, slowly changing into the appearance of Moroch.

A pitch-black flying sword slowly rose from behind him, looking extremely ordinary and not showing the slightest edge.

However, it was such a flying sword that had pierced Shang Jingxing's physique when he first entered the silver dirt, not to mention, and left behind the power of the Dao rules that only immortals could use.

The magic sword flew out and went straight towards Shang Jingxing's back heart, perhaps because Mo Luo Qi had just used some kind of magic skill to resurrect him, and the speed of the magic sword was not fast, but Shang Jingxing's spiritual power was almost dry at this time, and he thought that Mo Luo Qi was dead, so he was naturally not vigilant.

Seeing that the magic sword had reached a distance of less than a zhang behind him, a gray shadow flew out of his dantian and collided with the magic sword.

......Shh

It was a very light sound, like the sound of a piece of paper being torn, but when it fell on Shang Jingxing's ears, it was like thunder, and it couldn't be ignored.

He immediately turned his head, and what he saw was the appearance of the raccoon force being pierced through his body and the turbid body dissipating.

Sou!

The magic sword flew in, Shang Jingxing ignored it, ran and rushed towards the raccoon force, the wind blew through his face and took away a few strands of his black hair, because of the full force of the raccoon force, the magic sword deviated from the trajectory and failed to hurt Shang Jingxing's body.

He stretched out his hand to catch the raccoon force's soul power, but he didn't want the raccoon force to dodge his hand sideways.

"Master, you must live well, and you must become a great power admired by all people, and your mother...... Together...... Save the Demon Clan ......"

The staccato sound floated in the air, and then dissipated in the air with the last anticipation and reluctance.

Shang Jingxing froze in place, his hands flat in front of him, trying to catch something but nothing.

If the raccoon force had just been put into the dantian in time, then it would have been able to be saved, but the raccoon force's consideration was different, it was worried that the fact that it had been stabbed by that flying sword and entered Shang Jingxing's body would aggravate his Dao rule's injury, so it would rather have its soul scattered than endanger Shang Jingxing.

Silence fell, Shang Jingxing lowered his head, his hands trembling.

"Don't be sad, it's you. ”

Moroch's shrill laughter rang out.

Shang Jingxing suddenly woke up, the trembling stopped, the momentum around his body rose little by little, and the five-precept Zen heart lotus in his body suddenly rotated, from slow to fast, and with its rotation, the already dry sea of spiritual power seemed to be opened a spring, and spiritual power kept coming out.

Sou!

The magic sword turned around, pointing directly at Shang Jingxing's head, and Woe Dou and Jingwei were anxious and wanted to come out of the dantian, but they were suppressed by Shang Jingxing.

Clang!!

Just as the magic sword was about to hit him, a black gold shadow suddenly appeared, and a sweep struck the magic sword.

The two were on par, bouncing off at the same time, the magic sword spun in a circle in the air and floated back behind Moroch, and the shadow of black gold kept spinning in the air, bringing a "whirring" wind.

Finally, the rotation stopped, the shadow of black gold fell, and Shang Jingxing stretched out his right hand to hold it.

It was a long stick with a black body, two golden dragons at both ends wrapped nine times, and three runes were printed in the upper middle position, and under the runes, five characters were engraved.

Ninefold Xuanyuan Stick!

"Mo Luo Qi ......" Shang Jingxing raised his head, his scarlet eyes, and the stone drum with the word "Demon" on his forehead was dazzling.

"Are you ready......

The demonic flames rose, and a vague beast slowly formed behind him.

"What?!"

Mo Luo Qi instinctively took a step back, the fear that should not have appeared slowly rose, and he even had the illusion of facing a peerless demon, as if facing the Demon Blood Building in its heyday.

The funny thing is that he is the devil, but Shang Jingxing is a human.

"Prepare ...... to die"

Before the words fell, the Ninefold Xuanyuan Stick stretched out instantly, and Mo Luoqi was knocked out before he could even react.

Boom Boom Boom !!

An untold length of black stick plunged diagonally into the ground, and Moroch's entire body was pushed deep into the ground without a trace.

Shang Jingxing pulled it out hard, his right hand was weakly grasped, and the nine-fold Xuanyuan stick rubbed his palm, and quickly pulled it out, and near the end, he held it with his right hand, and the nine-fold Xuanyuan stick stopped, and the other end was just on the stone mountain that he had made before him and only half of it was left.

A huge "Yue" character shrouded the stone mountain, and then in the next second, the stone mountain disappeared along with the other half, and the nine-fold Xuanyuan stick also returned to its original length.

At this moment, the ground exploded, and a huge demon shadow crawled out, which was Moroqi's spiritual power coat.

Compared to before, although the Demon Shadow is still huge, it is still a lot smaller, after all, after being resurrected through the Yuan Infant and Demon Skill, Mo Luoqi now only has the cultivation of the Jindan stage.

"Sure enough, has the spiritual power been restored......

Talking to himself faintly, Shang Jingxing stretched his body, and the word "change" appeared in his left and right pupils respectively, and then his body quickly became larger, until it was the same size as the Demon Shadow, and then he stopped changing.

The same huge, the same demonic flame, if outsiders saw it, they might think that it was two trolls fighting.

didn't even have any interest in talking, Shang Jingxing directly appeared in front of Mo Luoqi in a flash, and the nine-fold Xuanyuan stick like a giant pillar was held high by him, and then ......

Crash down!

Boom!!!!!

Mo Luoqi raised his arms and narrowly blocked the stick, but the arms formed by the spiritual power suddenly broke, and with two roars, he fell to the ground, turning into spiritual power and dissipating in the air.

Shang Jingxing's face was expressionless, his hands raised, and then fell again, but this time it was very different from before.

The shadow of a mountain emerged, and the sound brought up when the Ninefold Xuanyuan Stick fell was like a nine-day thunderstorm, deafening.

Without Mopeng, Moroch was extremely slow, and he couldn't dodge the blow at all, so he could only raise his newly recovered arms again to defend.

There was no suspense, the defensive power provided by the spiritual power cloak was meaningless in front of Shang Jingxing, the only difference was that this time it was no longer the arms that fell, but half of Moroch's body.

"Why, why!"

A crazy roar came out of Mo Luoqi's mouth, his expression was hideous, he couldn't accept that he was a Ten Demon Marshal but lost to Shang Jingxing, who was not even a layer master, and he couldn't accept that he would be powerless in front of him.

Shang Jingxing said coldly: "You have become weaker. ”

Mo Luo Qi had just been resurrected, and even if his cultivation was at the peak of Jindan, his body was extremely weak.

And Shang Jingxing's nine-fold Xuanyuan stick that has been reborn is more than a simple increase.

You must know that although the new Ninefold Xuanyuan Stick no longer has the power of the Ninefold, it has been added another terrifying power by Ou Zhizi.

The power of the mountains!

Seal the mountain into the stick, get the power of the mountain, a total of nine mountains can be sealed, the only restriction is that the material of the nine mountains cannot be the same.

The power of the stone mountain reached fifty dragons, plus the power of Shang Jingxing himself and the power of the walker, the power of seventy-seven dragons!

With such power, ask how Moroch has the power to fight back.

"Die!"

Broken Lan pupils swirled, and a black whirlwind formed behind Shang Jingxing, and then all of them were sucked into the Ninefold Xuanyuan Stick, and the Demon Flame wrapped the Ninefold Xuanyuan Stick, and the terrifying power suddenly rose.

This move is called the Demon Might, but this time it is not the god that needs to be destroyed, but the demon.

Moroqi's pupils shrank suddenly, and in fear, he immediately used his last hole card, and the black armor appeared on the spiritual power coat, and then spread upwards to form a set of pitch-black armor.

The Ninefold Xuanyuan Stick fell, and the terrifying power was no less than that of the Heavenly Rank Exercises.

Boom Boom Boom !!!

The Ninefold Xuanyuan Stick and the Pitch-Black Demon Armor collided together, and they were used twice in total, both of which were invincible Demon Mighty Gods, and this time they encountered obstacles.

Although Moroqi had fallen to his knees, the magic armor had no loss.

An ecstatic smile appeared, and Moroqi laughed and said, "Hahahaha! Shang Jingxing, you can't kill me! You-"

Click......

A slight crack rang in his ears, and the sound of wild laughter was audible, like a duck stuck in its neck, ridiculous and pitiful.

"Hmph. ”

Shang Jingxing snorted coldly, the force in his hand increased again, and the shadow formed by the demonic flame was completely completed, it roared in the sky, and its huge front claws slapped wildly on the Ninefold Xuanyuan Stick to help it.

The sound of the armor shattering was even more intensive, and after just a few breaths, with a crisp sound, the magic armor was completely shattered, and the nine-fold Xuanyuan stick drove straight in, all the way down from the shoulder directly to split the demon shadow in half, and before Mo Luoqi, who was the core of the demon shadow, could say half a last word, he was instantly beaten into blood foam!

Moroch, die!