I don't know how many pursuers there are behind, and the strong enemy of Moyulou is in front of you.

"Boy, weren't you very spirited during the Battle of the Heavenly Demons?" Mo Yulou chuckled coldly.

Stretch out your hand to hit the demonic power, under the catharsis of the violent power. Long Wenmu mobilized the power of ice and fire to resist it, but he was still blown away.

The already seriously injured body was injured again, and blood spurted from his mouth and fell to the ground.

Today's Mo Yulou is purely a cat play mouse attitude towards him.

For Mo Yulou, after being promoted from cultivation to earth demon master, Long Wenmu was no longer a strong opponent.

He acknowledged the strength of Long Wenmu, and perhaps among the initiates, no one could stand out.

But in front of his current self, even if he is stronger than before, he is just an ant that can be crushed to death casually.

Long Wenmu was covered in blood and coughed violently.

Before breaking out of the imperial city, fighting with the pursuers again and again, and now facing Moyulou, his body has already been riddled with holes, and his demonic power has also consumed a lot.

Not to mention now, even in the heyday of facing today's Moyu Building, there will be no chance of winning a head-on conflict.

Long Wenmu got up silently.

Goblin Master...... Mo Yulou's promotion to Earth Demon Master is a world of difference from the past, this is his current strength.

Liuyun stepped forward and rushed to the side. Mo Yulou sneered, and didn't even need to use his body technique to catch up with Long Wenmu's speed, and pointed lightly from the side.

Long Wenmu saw that the opportunity was wrong, his body was fogged, and the attack of Moyulou passed through the fog.

"Stinky boy!" Mo Yulou snorted coldly. He has seen Long Wenmu's natal demon technique, is it possible that this kid thinks that it will be useful if he repeats the old technique?

At the same time as Long Wenmu atomized, Mo Yulou's figure suddenly disappeared, and he also performed his natal demon technique.

Long Wenmu's body was condensed, and he felt a wave of killing intent hit his back, and he held up a bright fireball without hesitation.

The surrounding black shadows dissipated, and Mo Yulou fell out of a disappearing black shadow in embarrassment.

"If I don't kill you today, I swear not to be a man!" Mo Yulou roared in a cloak.

His natal demon skill is useful to anyone, and his ability is "Shadow". Not to mention an ordinary demon beast, even if the Heavenly Demon Master comes, he can't easily crack his ability. But only Long Wenmu's strange flame is his nemesis.

Slammed his palm towards Long Wenmu, although Long Wenmu was able to restrain Mo Yulou's natal demon technique, but the difference in strength could not make up for it, and his body was like a dead leaf in the wind, and it was directly swept away.

Crashing into a jungle, Long Wenmu felt that all the bones in his body were about to be crushed by that force, and he collapsed a large area of trees in a row before he was finally stopped by the trunk of a giant tree.

A mouthful of blood came out of his mouth, his eyelids were filled with lead-like heaviness, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.

Feeling the strong wind in front of him, he crossed his arms forward to resist, and another strong qi hit his body, and Long Wenmu was blasted out again. Dragged out a line of blood and crashed into a grove of trees.

Bearing this kind of collision one after another, his internal organs turned over like a river and a sea, and even the demon marks of the dantian shook endlessly.

Before he could stand up, Mo Yulou had already appeared in front of him.

Long Wenmu mobilized the little demonic power left in his physical strength, gathered into a whirlpool of ice and fire, and blasted towards Moyu Tower. Mo Yulou raised his palm and blasted the whirlpool away.

One is the peak of strength, and the other is the end of the strong crossbow, and the gap between them is obvious.

Mo Yulou raised his hand, and his fingertips gathered demonic power to point out, and the sharp energy directly pierced Long Wenmu's shoulder.

Long Wenmu snorted, his bloodshot eyes widened, and a blood-red patch erupted from the back of his shoulder, leaving a hole in the side.

Crashing into the trunk of a tree behind him.

"Aren't you very good at running? You can run another one for me to see. Mo Yulou sneered hatefully.

Of course he wouldn't kill Long Wenmu so easily, during the battle of the Heavenly Demons, he suffered a big loss in the hands of this kid, and he was hit hard in the hands of this kid, this Qiu Mo Yulou can remember it clearly.

He stepped forward, pinched Long Wenmu's throat, and lifted him up.

Since Mo Yulou became a demon master, when has he ever tasted such a defeat. Even in the place where he came, no one had ever made him feel such shame.

For Long Wenmu, he couldn't wait to break this kid into pieces.

Although Long Wenmu was struggling, he couldn't break free from the clamps of Moyulou at all.

Mo Yulou's palm tightened slightly, and Long Wenmu's throat creaked, as if even his bones would be crushed by the other party in the next moment.

"You can defeat me in the battle of the Heavenly Demons, but this time is different, what do you use to win me. Mo Yulou smirked and roared at Long Wenmu.

Long Wenmu's teeth were clenched, and blood oozed between his teeth.

Mo Yulou didn't know what level the third source stone was refining, and his strength was so strong that ordinary earth demon masters couldn't compare with him at all.

Long Wenmu raised his hand and stabbed at Mo Yulou's heart, he held the broken shallow hidden knife in his hand.

Up to now, Long Wenmu really didn't have much strength left. The broken knife stabbed out, Mo Yulou didn't even dodge, and let Long Wenmu stab him.

The broken part of the knife stabbed Mo Yulou's body, and it couldn't even hurt his flesh, it only cut through his clothes.

Mo Yulou's strength is far better than at the beginning, he has demon power to protect his body, how can Long Wenmu, who doesn't have much strength left, be injured now.

"Yes, you can still struggle when you die. How much more struggle do you want, show me another struggle. Mo Yulou's words were sarcastic, and his palms slowly tightened.

Anyway, he could already be sure that Long Wenmu couldn't escape from his palm today.

Long Wenmu didn't have much blood on his face.

"It's not the same as it used to be...... You said...... Yes......" Long Wenmu forcibly spit out a few words.

The broken knife stabbed at Mo Yulou again and again, and Mo Yulou didn't even have any interest in hiding, leaving him to see how this kid could still die and struggle.

The more Long Wenmu struggled, the more Mo Yulou could feel the thrill of revenge.

Long Wenmu stabbed out again and again with a broken knife, and it seemed that he had exhausted his donkey skills, and after stabbing a few times to no avail, he changed to a short blade and continued to stab.

The more Mo Yulou looked at his dying appearance, the more excited he became.

This kid can hurt himself with a different blade?

The short blade in Long Wenmu's hand stabbed into Mo Yulou's chest.

Mo Yulou smiled and looked down, Long Wenmu had a small dagger in his hand.

The dagger is full of light and looks well-made.

But you want to hurt yourself with this alone? Mo Yulou still wanted to taunt him, but found that Long Wenmu's eyes showed a certain indifference, which was like looking at a dead person.

In an instant, the mottled light converged into a pillar of light and splashed out, piercing through Mo Yulou's chest without reservation.

The power of the Rainbow Thorn was released in an instant, and half of Mo Yulou's body was crushed in an instant.

When the rainbow disappeared into the sky, half of the corpse of Moyulou fell limply. Until he died, his face did not fade from ridicule and contempt.

Long Wenmu touched the ground with one knee softly, clutching his neck and gasping and coughing.

The power of the Rainbow Thorn is comparable to the power of the Heavenly Demon Master, even Mo Yulou can't resist it. Not to mention that he didn't take Long Wenmu seriously at all now, he suffered a careless loss and was killed in one fell swoop.

Long Wenmu coughed for a while before regaining his strength, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

"You're right, it's not the same as it used to be, it's not in the ring, if I want to kill you, I can do it. ”

Mo Yulou was the only strong enemy he had encountered so far that could be called "equal".

If it was in the ring, it would be difficult for Long Wenmu to beat him. But if it is a battle of life and death, do everything, and Long Wenmu wants to kill him, there is no way.

Long Wenmu sat down weakly, leaning against the trunk behind him and gasping for breath.

He took out a bottle of powder and applied it to the wound on his shoulder, and the bleeding quickly stopped.

Thinking about this strong enemy in the past, now he is also dying at his own feet, and he can only blame his own bad luck.

Long Wenmu took a few deep breaths and calmed the breath in his body. Can't delay any longer, the Rainbow Thorn movement is too big, it will definitely attract the attention of others, and if you stay any longer, you will be targeted again.

He took off the storage vessel on Mo Yulou's body, and put away three source stones from his corpse.

At first glance, Long Wenmu couldn't help but be stunned, the three source stones were actually the source stones of the Great Demon Dragon Species. Mo Yulou can absorb these three source stones, and this kind of qualification is rare among the earth demon masters. If he hadn't died here today, but had allowed him to continue to grow stronger, maybe one day, he would have become the best of the Heavenly Demon Masters, and even go further than everyone else.

It's a pity that once it turns into dust, there is nothing. No matter how good the qualifications are, they have become empty talk.

Long Wenmu dragged his broken body and slowly flew forward, and after successive battles, the demon power was consumed too much, and his body was already full of holes.

As you fly, you take out a walnut-sized spar.

This is what was found in the goblin's body after hunting the goblin cloud hidden beast.

This thing looks like a demon crystal, but it's different from ordinary demon crystals.

Relying on this thing, Long Wenmu felt that his demonic power was recovering rapidly.

didn't fly far, and there was a shout of killing behind him, and Long Wenmu knew that it must be the pursuers of the Yang Kingdom.

Before he could get away, the pursuers had already caught up with him. Long Wenmu knew that if he didn't solve the chasing army, it would be difficult for him to get out, and the two sides would fight another big battle.

Long Wenmu didn't know how long he had been fighting with them, but he felt that he had probably killed dozens of people again, and he was deeply injured. With a drowsy mind, he continued to rush forward, but it didn't take long for another pursuer to chase after him.

These pursuers are like wolves that have smelled the smell of blood, as long as Long Wenmu fights here, someone will always sense the movement here and come to support.

Long Wenmu repelled the pursuers again and again, and he didn't know how many died in his hands.

I always feel that there are more and more of these pursuers, and I am afraid that they have received some orders, and they are all converging here through the road.

Long Wenmu dealt with the people who were chasing again and again, and sometimes before he could finish coping, new pursuers would join in.

Once...... Twice...... Three times...... Four ...... These pursuers are like a tidal wave, coming and going, going and coming.

The battle seemed to be endless, Long Wenmu was constantly rushing left and right in the crowd, fighting with the endless crowd without stopping. Fists and feet, knives and swords, blades collide, fists and feet face each other. Again and again, the same battles are repeated over and over again, and it seems like there is never a time to end......

Long Wenmu only felt that even the sky was gradually darkening, and the blood-colored sunset shone from the sky, illuminating the whole world into a bloody color.

He was holding a demon knife that he had snatched from nowhere, and the knife was stuck in the ground, and the person was sitting on a high place.

There were no more pursuers around......

He didn't have much strength left, and he felt that he couldn't even do it now. Consciousness wandered on the edge of lucidity, just looking at the sunset around the red.

Thinking that there are several goblin masters who died in his hands today, the big demon master doesn't know how many. Thinking that he is a little demon master, he can kill so many strong people, I am afraid that if it is spread out, it will shock people's jaws...... Long Wenmu's consciousness became deeper and deeper, as if he was about to fall into the bottomless abyss.

Someone flew in front of him again, and the green tendons on Long Wenmu's bloody hand holding the knife jumped slightly.

In the hazy eyes, what I saw was Lan Zhiyin's face, and behind Lan Zhiyin, there were Yu Dashuai and Scarlet Xiaoyu and others.

Maybe it was because he saw a familiar face, the tense strings in his heart finally broke, his eyes were dark, and he fell weakly into the arms of Lan Zhiyin, who rushed to him.

Lan Zhiyin and the others couldn't wait for Long Wenmu for a long time before they hurried back.

Everyone was silent.

Looking at Long Wenmu, who was skinless, holding a broken knife in his hand, his whole body was dyed bloody, there was hardly a piece of intact skin, and there were countless scars all over his body. I don't know what kind of big war it takes to make a person like this.

Everyone has the same feeling in their hearts, awe, and at the same time horror.

The blood-colored sunset on the horizon, the crimson earth.

Not the ground red by the setting sun, but the wilderness red with blood.

Long Wenmu sat on top of the pile of corpses, and the corpses were piled up into a small mountain.

As far as the eye can see, on the vast wasteland, there is a shocking and tragic appearance, corpses are all over the field, and the blood is like a river, I don't know whether it is hundreds of corpses or thousands of corpses, almost covering the wasteland.

Everything was silent in silence, only the blood-colored sunset, which seemed to tell everything that had happened here.