Mo Xian entered the city, no one cared, the whole society had no organization at all, purely based on the theory of origin, the demon is the descendant of the heavenly demon and the human, born with some supernatural powers, and the mortal is at the bottom, killed by the demon, some people take refuge in the demon, as a lackey to oppress the same kind, human beings live numbly, without a trace of dignity, the devil looks at the daughter-in-law of whom, but it is the glory of that family, not at all like normal human beings. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Mo Xian thought about it, converged the true intent of the heavenly demon on his body, and turned into an ordinary person, he decided to start with ordinary people first, collect some information, and then start with the demons, and finally the heavenly demons.

There are all kinds of strange costumes, which is convenient for Mo Xian, there is no need to change his clothes, he is walking on the street, his body is creepy, and then a horsewhip-like magic weapon is drawn towards him, Mo Xian took a step forward, just avoided the horsewhip, and looked back to see that it was the coachman of a carriage, he was a monk, but it was the Qi refining period, and the carriage was placed with a curtain, but it could not block Mo Xian's sight.

Mo Xian saw a demon sitting inside, hugging two women left and right, and was going up and down his hands, Mo Xian was an outsider in the end, and unconsciously, blocking the way of the carriage, the coachman was a whip, so that Mo Xian easily avoided it.

The coachman was furious, and roared like thunder in his mouth: "Untouchable, you actually dare to block the way of the uncle, do you know who is doing in the car? It's Lord Meng Fei!"

Mo Xian glanced at him coldly, he felt that that glance was like looking at a dead person, not only did he shiver, but then he was furious: "Untouchable, what do you see, leave your eyes behind!"

The roar attracted the onlookers of the demons, while the ordinary people hid aside, watching from the cracks in the door, behind the brick wall, etc., Mo Xian said coldly: "Look at you are not also a mortal, why are you so arrogant!"

Before the words were finished, the whip came to his eyes, like a poisonous snake, only taking Mo Xian's eyes, Mo Xian shook his head, he had this ability, he actually did it with him, he didn't use any spells, stretched out his hand, split out with a palm, and the aura of the magic weapon was actually scattered by his palm, he obviously had never seen anyone so bold and dared to do it to him, Lord Meng Fei's coachman, and was stunned, Mo Xian's palm had reached his chest, as if ignoring the spatial distance, Mo Xian's feet naturally advanced forward, and with a palm, the person flew out at that time, and the blood blurted out, and fell directly into the carriage and crashed towards Meng Fei。

Meng Fei gave his hand, and a woman in his arms happened to hit the coachman's body, and immediately screamed, spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and fell to the ground, he stood up suddenly, the carriage was torn apart, and another woman in his arms was thrown out by him, and directly hit Mo Xian, he took a breath, his body swelled like a sponge, his head was two feet taller out of thin air, his skin was blue and black, and the volley was a punch, and a blue-black aura rushed straight towards Mo Xian.

Mo Xian saw that he threw the woman straight over, drew an arc casually, removed the momentum, put the woman aside, saw the cyan aura coming like a cannonball, and did not avoid it, he wanted to try the results of his Zhizhong alchemy, all the structures of the body underwent a fundamental transformation in an instant, and the surface layer became a virtual neutron state substance, Mo Xian is currently shallow, only one layer on the surface, but it is enough, the blue-black aura hit his body, Mo Xian did not move, he felt that he was just touched by a small one, and the alchemy technique in the middle was as expected, in the universe, no matter is stronger than the neutron state。

Mo Xian sensed that the woman next to him took out a sharp dagger, flashing with dark cyan aura, it was a magic weapon, and he used all his strength to attack Mo Xian's back, those demons coaxed together, Mo Xian sneered, it seems that the people here have long forgotten the shame, and he doesn't dodge, the dagger is hitting his waist, but he doesn't even hurt his skin, and the woman is discolored.

Mo Xian's heart couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness, but his hand did not hesitate at all, with the help of the power of a dagger, his body floated up like a ghost, and with a light palm, it was imprinted on Meng Fei's chest, Meng Fei opened his mouth, blood gushed like a spring, and his body only heard the sound of bones shattering, and all the bones of his body were shattered under Mo Xian's palm, and the cells of his body were the same, softly like a mess of mud.

Mo Xian felt that someone was watching him from behind the wall, he raised his eyes, glanced at it, and saw a gray shadow disappear in a flash, strange, Mo Xian did not feel the demonic energy from him.

There was silence in the field, Mo Xian turned around, the woman's face was pale, the dagger fell to the ground, the person knelt on the ground, and kowtowed again and again: "Lord spare your life!

Mo Xian suddenly had no desire for revenge, she was just a mortal woman, with a bit of color, played with by Meng Fei, and her mind was also distorted, he didn't look at her, he looked back and saw another woman, who was lying in the fragments of the carriage and moaning, the collision almost killed her, Mo Xian sighed secretly in his heart, there are great virtuous people in heaven and earth, although life has been distorted, but they are still struggling to survive.

As she passed by him, a ray of life light passed from under his feet to her through the earth, and the woman suddenly felt a warmth swim through her body, and she was stunned for a moment.

The surrounding demons looked at all this with a smile, and some people even applauded, as soon as they were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, Mo Xian only took two steps, and a demon with a long horn on his head blocked the way: "Untouchable, my one-horned lord sees that you are good, and decided to accept you as my retinue, untouchable, you kowtow!"

"Get out of my way, don't get in my way!" Mo Xian's cold voice sounded.

"Untouchables, you don't know how to lift, you think it's great to kill Meng Fei's idiot, you are looking for death!" After speaking, Dujiao took out a knife from his waist and slashed straight at Mo Xian.

The knife is a magic weapon, shining with a gray aura, and there is a faint soul in it, hovering around the knife. Mo Xian's face turned cold, he could already see that this knife had killed many people, and it had restrained their souls: "Since you are looking for death, then die!"

Holding the knife with two fingers, the soul in the knife wanted to bite Mo Xian, but as soon as he got close, he was pressed by Mo Xian's will, and there was a soul impact in the knife, but for Mo Xian, it seemed ridiculous, Mo Xian's hand twisted, the unicorn couldn't grasp the knife, and as soon as the hand was loosened, he wanted to escape, but how could Mo Xian let him escape, his hand was slightly photographed, the unicorn couldn't stand, and he fell into Mo Xian's arms all of a sudden, Mo Xian's hand reached his head, his eyes flashed, the soul search technique was used, and countless information flowed into Mo Xian's heart, Mo Xian understood the level of this alien planet, but there was no origin of the heavenly demon。

Mo Xian's palm spat slightly, shattering his skull, which was the way of ordinary demons who had learned from his brain.