Duan Mo came to an alley with few people, the demon soul was released, and he heard more news in Yushui City, and the news he wanted to inquire about was naturally the movement of the Shangqing faction and the Vientiane Gate.

This time, the Shangqing Sect and the Vientiane Sect can be said to have mobilized all the forces that can be mobilized, dispatched a large number of disciples to look for him, and recruited many scattered cultivators to find out his whereabouts, so they almost dug three feet into the ground in the entire Yanzhou.

The disciples of these two factions, in addition to chasing and killing Duan Mo, were also chasing and killing another person, and that person was Long Yu, a genius disciple of the Taiqing faction.

The Taiqing faction was destroyed, Long Yu was able to escape, and Duan Mo was a little surprised.

However, what Songyan cares about most is Duan Mo, and Duan Mo dug up the ancestral tomb of his Shangqing faction is also a reason, mainly because Duan Mo has the head token of the Maoshan faction in his hand, which is also the key to unlocking the ancestral spirit land, so Songyan has to catch Duan Mo no matter what.

There is also an astonishing news that the Shangqing faction officially changed the Shangqing faction into three sects, set up the Maoshan and Taiqing factions into branch halls, and Songyan established the three factions.

The last bad news made Duan Mo extremely angry.

In order to arrest him, Songyan hung the corpses of his master and brother on the platform of the Taoist temple of the Maoshan faction, and Songyan spread the news that Duan Mo would not appear as soon as he said that the corpses of his master and brother would hang on the platform forever.

"Cockroaches, kill people, let you taste human blood!"

Duan Mo's expression was hideous, and there was a surging murderous anger in his heart, his fists clenched tightly, and his palms were pinched into the flesh by his nails, and blood flowed out.

"Tut, killing people is the deity's favorite, although there is no cultivation, killing a few low-level cultivators is not a matter of a finger. Jiang Lang Demon Venerable licked his crimson tongue, secretly stretched out a finger, raised his bright magic eyes, and drooled at the male and female monks who came and went on the street.

Duan Mo just swept the disciples of the Vientiane Gate with his demon soul and went out of the city gate, he and Jiang Lang Demon Venerable did not delay, secretly followed out of the water city, and followed to a deserted hillside, Duan Mo did not hesitate to move.

"Friend, is there something wrong?"

Seeing a young man in a long shirt and green clothes, walking towards them, the leading disciple of the Vientiane Sect, who didn't recognize it for a while, looked up and asked.

In their group of people, the highest cultivation is this leading disciple, who cultivates in the early stage of the sixth layer of condensation, while the other disciples are all cultivated at the third or fourth level of condensation, killing people, of course, they have to kill the most influential one.

To kill this group of people is not a matter for Duan Mo, who is now at the peak of the sixth layer of condensation.

"Dao Ye is here to kill you!"

Deceiving himself in front of the leading disciple, Duan Mo's eyes showed a cold light, and he raised his hand to cast a whirlwind fist, without any nonsense, and bombarded the leading disciple, the fist was full of might, exuding an eerie and violent atmosphere.

The leading disciple didn't have time to react, he didn't expect Duan Mo to attack him, his expression trembled, and his pupils showed fear, in the fist wind of Duan Mo's attack, he saw a few terrifying pictures of the demon king roaring and his face hideous.

"Ahh

The leading disciple lost his mind in an instant, and he screamed and flew out, blood spilled and spurted out of his mouth, and the inner ribs and internal organs of his chest were shattered by Duan Mo, and his burly body fell to the ground.

The audience was silent, and the other Vientiane Sect disciples were stunned.

With two rattles, Jiang Lang Demon Venerable flew out from Duan Mo's sleeve, and the Vientiane Sect disciple saw that something had fallen on the corpse of the leading disciple, and only then did he notice that it was a palm with eyes and a mouth.

This picture was very weird, and they were stunned again, forgetting who Duan Mo was, and forgetting that Duan Mo had killed one of them.

Jiang Lang Demon Venerable's eyes lit up, and he bit the throat of the leading disciple with his mouth open.

Click!

The throat of the leading disciple was bitten by Jiang Lang Demon Venerable's sharp teeth, and he opened his mouth to suck out the essence and blood in his body, and the corpse became a dry corpse in a blink of an eye, making the disciples of the Vientiane Sect, who had never seen the world, scare their legs.

"We are disciples of the Vientiane Sect, why do you have trouble with us, friend?"

"He seems to be Duan Mo of the Maoshan faction!"

The disciple of the Vientiane Sect, some people had sharp eyes, and after thinking for a moment, they recognized that this young man in an evergreen shirt was the only disciple of the Maoshan Sect who escaped after the disguise, Duan Mo.

Without waiting for the disciple to finish speaking, Duan Mo quickly rushed to this group of Vientiane Sect disciples, he condensed the power of the sixth-layer peak, dealt with this group of people, destroyed all the way, and asked for the other party's life with his fists, and he had no power to fight back.

In a matter of minutes, Duan Mo quickly resolved the battle and did not let anyone live.

Jiang Lang Demon Venerable was busy packing up the spoils of war, the essence blood of humans was his delicacy, and after Duan Mo finished fighting, he devoured the essence blood of each corpse.

Duan Mo was not disgusted by Jiang Lang Demon Venerable's murderous practices, the Nine Tribulations Blood Sutra he cultivated was also a coaxing technique that people and gods were angry about, either absorbing the power of death in the tomb of the dead, or devouring the essence and blood of demon beasts.

He and Jiang Lang Demon Venerable are people who are good all the way, but Duan Mo also has a low line, he knows what to do and what not to do, and what he is targeting is only his enemy.

"Haha, I haven't tasted human blood for 10,000 years, it's really happy, so that the deity finally has the strength of a spirit and a demon!" Jiang Lang Demon Venerable devoured the essence blood of more than a dozen people, and now he is also a low-level little devil, which makes him feel very comfortable.

"Cockroaches, let's go. ”

Duan Mo didn't dare to stay, and immediately fled away with Jiang Lang Demon Venerable, his demon soul swept to the outside of Yushui City, and the elders of the Vientiane Gate rushed towards this side quickly, as if the battle just now here had attracted their attention.

However, when Duan Mo left, he left a few blood words, and Duan Daoye came to die!

Jiang Lang Demon Venerable followed behind Duan Mo, and because he was in a good mood at the moment, Duan Mo didn't care much when he called him a cockroach.

Not long after Duan Mo left, Feng Li, the elder of the Vientiane Sect, led a few disciples to the scene, and more than a dozen shriveled corpses on the hillside made Feng Li's eyes angry, and his cold eyes were full of killing intent, because the leading disciple that Duan Mo killed was his beloved disciple of Feng Li.

"Elder Wind, there is writing on the ground. "The disciples of the Vientiane Sect who searched everywhere for the traces of the enemy, someone saw the blood-red handwriting left by Duan Mo.

Duan Daoye is here to die!

The six blood-red characters revealed who killed the disciples of the Vientiane Gate.

"Duan Mo, it's Duan Mo of the Maoshan faction!"

"If you dare to kill my beloved disciple of Fengli, I will definitely catch you, cut off your head, and sacrifice my beloved disciple with blood!"

"The blood hasn't dried up yet, and the desert hair must not have escaped far, and I will dig three feet into the ground. Feng Li shouted angrily, Duan Mo appeared in the Fire City, and he sent someone to immediately report to the high-level leaders of the Vientiane Gate and the Shangqing Sect.

Duan Mo had already transferred the battlefield at this moment, and his destination was Oolong Pond.

On the way, Jiang Lang Demon Venerable rarely got serious and asked, "Boy, what realm of cultivation are you?"

"The peak of the sixth layer of condensation!" Duan Mo said truthfully.

Hearing this answer, this great demon looked at Duan Mo like a monster, and stared for a while before saying: "You are really a freak, with the sight and insight of the deity, I can't figure out how you, a human monk, can cultivate the demon soul to the demon king level, it stands to reason that the human monk and the demon cultivator in my demon realm have an innate difference in physique, and the demon skill can only be cultivated by the demon cultivator, and the human monk does not have this condition, but you use the power of death to cultivate the demon soul, or the demon soul of the great demon level, it is really strange." ”

Duan Mo couldn't figure this out, but this all showed that the Nine Tribulations Blood Sutra was very magical and could be suitable for any cultivation, if Duan Mo told him, let alone the Demon Soul, he could even cultivate the Demon Soul and the Divine Soul, I don't know how surprised he would be.

Jiang Lang Demon Venerable, an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, is a living historical scripture for Duan Mo, on the way to Wulong Pond, Duan Mo cheekily asked a lot of knowledge in all aspects, which shocked him and gave him a deeper understanding of this world.

The realm of human monks, in addition to condensing qi, building foundations, and golden pills, is one level higher, which is the five realms of transforming gods, devaluing mortals, war emperors, Xuanzun, and earth kings, and above the earth king level is the immortal king level of the flying immortal realm.

The realm division of the demon world demon cultivation is: "Spirit Demon, Phantom Demon, Xuan Demon, Demon King, War Demon, Earth Demon, Blood Demon, Little Demon God, Big Demon God, Demon Venerable, Demon Cultivation also has ten major realms: "Spirit Demon, Phantom Demon, Xuan Demon, Demon King, War Demon, Earth Demon, Blood Demon, Little Demon God, Big Demon God, Demon Venerable Ten Realms."

The realm of the two realms of demons and demons is equal to the realm of human monks, and the realm of spirits and demons and demons is like a condensing qi monk, they are all in the same realm.

Although Duan Mo had cultivated a supernatural demon soul that only the demon king level could have, his realm strength was still at the peak of the sixth layer of condensation, and he was just a fake demon king.

At this time, Duan Mo and Jiang Lang Demon Venerable rushed to the border of Wulongtan, he released the demon soul, searched the traces of the disciples of the Vientiane Gate and the Shangqing faction, and found that the disciples of the Shangqing faction formed five teams to collect spiritual grass in a depression in the Wulong Pond, Duan Mo sneered, and saw that Songyan's second son Wang Sun, as well as Luo Sen were in one of the teams.

"I can't help the old one, I'll kill the little one first. Duan Mo said, running wildly in the direction of Wang Sun and them.