Zhang Mo got up from the ground, looked at the misty candle dragon with a solemn gaze, and said: "I always thought that the royal family was plotting all this, but I didn't expect it to be an existence like you who manipulated everything." ”

The misty candle dragon's eyes narrowed slightly, and he chuckled, "Hehe, what kind of existence is the deity, how can you know about it as a junior?"

"It's just some lonely souls and wild ghosts occupying a piece of treasure land, what can you be proud of?" Zhang Mo said mercilessly.

"Look for death!" the mist candle dragon pounced on Zhang Mo in annoyance.

Zhang Mo showed a contemptuous smile, stretched out his hand, and a black lotus bloomed in his palm.

"You...... What is your relationship with that person?" Seeing the black lotus in Zhang Mo's palm, the misty candle dragon immediately changed his frightened voice, and turned his head to run. "If the true body of the deity is here, it will teach you to look good. ”

It's a pity that it was too late, and the black lotus on Zhang Mo's palm sucked the mist candle dragon into it like a black vortex.

The mist candle dragon was sucked into the black lotus with a terrible scream, and Zhang Mo felt the black lotus let out a pleasant hum.

"It seems that what the master said is true, the nemesis of these ghosts is the night of reversal, and the things he left behind should still be in the Ten Thousand Dragon Tomb. Zhang Mo smiled slightly, put his hands behind his back and slowly paced into the Ten Thousand Dragon Tomb.

After Zhang Mo entered the Wanlong Tomb, the saint also chased here, and after hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth and entered the Wanlong Tomb.

Finally, half an hour later, the fourth prince came to the door of Wanlong Mound alone, and after breathing a sigh of relief, he slowly walked in, his injured eyes had been restored to their original state, and he had regained his previous calm and self-confidence.

Zhang Mo naturally didn't know that after him, the Holy Maiden and the Four Princes all entered the Ten Thousand Dragon Tomb, and at this time he was facing an ordinary-looking demon.

This demon is different from the misty body he encountered before, this demon's body has been re-condensed, and his strength is also at the peak of nine drops of divine power.

"Kill you!" The demon's eyes were stunned, and he looked a little sane, and he may not have completely fused his soul when condensing his body, which caused his soul to be damaged.

"Trap Fist!" Zhang Mo threw a punch without hesitation, and a depression of the same size appeared at the front of his fist, and then a fist-sized depression appeared in front of the face of the demon.

Burst!

After a muffled sound, the demon's head was smashed to pieces by Zhang Mo's punch.

But a moment later, the demon's head regrouped.

"Hey, hey, kill you. The demon still smirked, and stretched out his palm to push.

Zhang Mo, who was a little unconcerned, immediately felt a wave of heat hit him, and then a chain formed by flames bound his body.

Laugh at!

Although Zhang Mo dodged this flame chain, his arm was still grazed by the flame chain, and the clothes on his hand were instantly burned and burned to the skin inside.

Zhang Mo's golden body was also burned with a blackened scar by this flame.

At the same time, this flame chain did not stop immediately, but continued to roll towards Zhang Mo, with an obsession of vowing not to give up until the goal was achieved.

Zhang Mo stretched out his hand, and the black lotus in his palm immediately came out of his hand and floated in the air.

However, the black lotus, who had tried and tested many times before, was a little deflated when he encountered this demon who had condensed his body, this demon only shook for a moment, and did not react much, and the black lotus could not suck him into it.

There was another burning sound, and there was another pain in Zhang Mo's leg, and the flame chain struck his calf.

However, at this moment, Zhang Mo had already taken out a magic circle order flag from the Qiankun bag and threw it out.

Burst!

The simple magic circle order flag was thrown into the dirt near the demon by Zhang Mo, and it was activated at the same time, and after an earthy yellow light rose, the magic circle was immediately urged.

Immediately around the Majin rose a thick layer of earthy yellow dirt, which coalesced from around him, and finally closed into a large circular ball that enveloped him.

At that moment, the chain of flame lost control and fell to the ground, leaving a scorched black patch.

Zhang Mo did not leave immediately, but meditated cross-legged on the side to recover his divine power.

The surface of the earthy yellow round ball was constantly dented, caused by the demon trapped in it.

After about half an hour, the demon finally broke Zhang Mo's magic circle, but by this time he was already a little tired.

For some reason, the demons in the demon realm have a much lower understanding of the magic circle than the gods in the divine realm, so that the demons basically don't know the magic circle, let alone use skills to break the formation, and can only use the most brutal brute force to break the formation.

And using brute force to break the formation is a disguised opposition to the surrounding heaven and earth aura, because the principle of the magic circle is to condense the surrounding heaven and earth aura.

Therefore, breaking the formation with brute force will generally cause greater losses, this truth is known to ordinary gods, and most gods usually know the way to crack some simple formations.

If it weren't for the Demon Realm, Zhang Mo's simple magic circles would never have achieved such an effect.

Roar!

As soon as the demon broke the formation, he raised his head to the sky and roared, looking very angry.

Zhang Mo, who had originally closed his eyes, opened his eyes slightly, and at the same time, with a flick of his wrist, a green light was collected from the ground.

"This array evolved from the stone array, and it is called: Demon Punishment!" Zhang Mo's tone revealed a sense of excitement, this was the magic circle he had recently comprehended.

A red circle immediately rose on the ground under the demon's feet, with a six-pointed star as the base, and complex arcane runes floated in it.

Then a long sword appeared in the magic circle, this long sword was red all over, and under closer inspection, a layer of fine mystical runes floated on the surface of this long sword, and it slashed towards this demon with an incomparable momentum.

Airplanes!

With a soft groan, the demon's hand stretched forward, and a very thin sword mark appeared on his forehead, which continued below his abdomen.

Wow!

The demon who condensed his body eventually dissolved into a cloud of mist and dissipated into the circle.

The whole process seemed very simple, but Zhang Mo spurted out a mouthful of blood after the demon dissipated, and his face was like gold paper.

"Can't fall down!" Zhang Mo bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, quickly took out a bottle from the Qiankun bag, poured out a pill and stuffed a few pills into his mouth.

After a slight pause, before the medicinal power was completely dissipated, Zhang Mo got up from the ground and stumbled forward.

Wanlong Tomb is not a good place, and if you are seriously injured here, you must not stay where you are, it is based on this cognition that Zhang Mo continued to walk for dozens of miles with a willpower that surpassed ordinary people before falling to the ground and fainting.

(To be continued.) )