Chapter 371 Shenzang - The Fall of the Abduction

Xingyun Mountain is not named after the Xingyun Demon King. It is that this mountain is covered by a sea of thick fog and clouds all year round, and the strange thing is that this thick fog can stop the exploration of divine thoughts.

At this time, Xingyun Mountain ushered in the final confrontation between the two major forces, and the old Yan Killing Emperor fought against the newly rising Demon Emperor!

The three forces of the fishy Luo Emperor, the sickle demon emperor and the poisonous demon emperor are also all dispatched. They are not here to help anyone, nor are they coming to visit Xingyun Mountain for a scenic tour. That is to watch on the wall and prepare for the fisherman to make profits! But so far, except for thexing Luo Emperor, no other forces are optimistic about the Demon Emperor. Because of this war, the Demon Emperor actually only brought two demon kings of the Moro period. With three people, he wanted to pick the emperor, which seems to be a bit of fantasy!

The sickle demon emperor is a middle-aged man who looks only more than 40 years old. He is very burly. Standing there like a bright sword out of its sheath, full of sword spirit! At this moment, he is talking to the fishy Luodi with a gold-rimmed mask.

"Old bedbug, you seem to be very optimistic about this demon emperor!"

"Yes, not to mention how this man's cultivation is, he can choose Xingyun Mountain to fight against the Yan Killing Emperor, which shows that he is very clever! Although there are only three of them, isn't it just a good place for less to more in this Xingyun Mountain, which can't even be explored by divine thoughts? By the way, old sickle, your cross-bounded vulture was destroyed by him!"

It's just a demon vulture of the Moluo period. If he dies, it will die. For the sickle demon emperor, he no longer paid attention to the fishy Luo Emperor and turned his head to the absent-minded poisonous demon emperor and said:

"Old poison, what's the direction of the old ghosts recently?"

The Poison Demon Emperor is an untidy old man. If you stand in the crowd, no one knows that this is the prestigious Poison Demon Emperor. Hearing the sickle demon emperor's inquiry, the poisonous demon emperor frowned and said with heavy feelings:

"No! However, many emerging forces in the old bedbug world have their shadows behind them, which is not a good omen!"

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Buddha practitioners value their meaning, immortal practitioners value magic weapons, and demon practitioners value close combat.

In the clouds, the two Moro who killed the emperor's side were indeed in close combat, and they could fight with Mu Yunfei. Iron fist is also a method of close combat, but it is still slightly worse than these two Moro. Only one of them continuously bombarded Mu Yunfei's joints, while the other man wrapped Mu Yunfei's fists, making him unable to unfold.

In fact, it was very simple for Mu Yunfei to kill these two Moluo, but when he saw that the two had a close battle, he also had the intention to have a try. Only then did he suppress the divine power in his body and only showed the same strength as the two.

Mu Yunfei only felt a sore knee joint, and his body was inevitably stagnant. In an hour, he was hit by another demon. Although this Moluo can't hurt him at all, Mu Yunfei can't help but feel awe-inspiring.

"Really, Moro's melee ability can actually hit me!"

The soul pressure shook out and ended as soon as it was released. The Moluo attack of the heart of the raid stopped slightly. Mu Yunfei's fists rotated backwards, beating it wildly and spewed blood and fell out.

"Hmm?" Mu Yunfei had a tingling on his shoulder and was caught by another Moluo alive. His face suddenly changed, and his hands suddenly pressed Moro's shoulders. A crack sounded, and Mu Yunfei's hands were like steel claws, deep on the back of the Moro.

"Open!" With a long roar, Mu Yunfei put his hands out. This Moro shouted sadly, and his shoulders were torn apart by this unparalleled power.

"Kill!" Before he could catch his breath, several Moro rushed to the clouds.

Rao is Mu Yunfei's cultivation is powerful and extremely fast, but he can't stand this group of people who are all good at close combat. During the siege, it was also a little embarrassed, but it was almost impossible to imagine the previous Moro hurt his body.

In the clouds, you come and go, and the chaos is not lively.

"It's not good!" Mu Yunfei's originally flexible body suddenly slowed down, and even the divine power in his body had a trace of solidification and stagnation.

A demon Luo was overjoyed and roared sharply:

"He got my 'Forbidden Spirit Ring'. Kill him!"

The forbidden spirit ring belongs to the earth spell. Once the opponent is tricked, the aura in his body is unsustainable, and his body loses its due flexibility.

But spells such as the "Forbidden Spirit Ring" can only be released to opponents with similar cultivation, and it is meaningless for Moro to give it to the demon king. But those Morrows don't know Mu Yunfei's real cultivation. When they see the two Morrows, they hurt their bodies. No matter how powerful their cultivation is, it is at most the peak of Morrow.

And Mu Yunfei was slightly stunned to see this group of people rushing to him like wolves, and this "forbidden magic ring" did not have much impact on him. However, it can stagnate the divine power in his body in an instant, and his heart is also awe-inspiring:

"If the opponent is also the first-class king, at the critical moment of the battle, even the slowness of this moment is fatal."

Hundreds of years of fighting have allowed Mu Yunfei to develop a lion and rabbit, and strive for the fighting habit of killing with one blow. For example, he will never give the enemy any chance to use any unique moves. But this time, with the intention of sharpening his melee skills, he gave the enemy the opportunity to use this "forbidden spirit magic ring".

Unfortunately, the impact of this spell on Mu Yunfei is negligible!

"Boom!" The fist bombarded by a Moro first hit with Mu Yunfei's iron fist. The man's fist suddenly broke, and his whole right arm was beaten. Mu Yunfei was no longer in the mood to sharpen any way of close combat. Together with his murder, the previous sheep turned into a tiger down the mountain, with divine power all over his whole body, and the speed was overwhelming.

The magics, who were originally competing for the lead, all stopped, all like falling into an ice cave, trembling all over their bodies and were horrified:

"Is this person already a magic fairy? It's really terrible that he can't even have the effect of the forbidden spirit magic ring."

Looking at the pile of flesh and blood on the ground, it was surrounded by Mu Yunfei. This scene is really terrible. Even though these Moro are fierce people with thin lives, they are also chilled by Mu Yunfei.

In everyone's eyes, Mu Yunfei is the same as the Yan Killing Emperor! Morrow is just an ant in front of them!

How can a dragonfly shake the tree?

"Obviously, the cultivation is much higher than us. This, this, this is too bullying!" A female demon cried and shouted, covered her face and turned around and fled.

There are two, and the rest of the Moro even saved the scene, and there was no one left to escape in an instant!

After escaping, Mu Yunfei is too lazy to chase him. As long as he defeats Yan Kills the Emperor, these people are not all his subordinates.

Looking down at the tattered robe, Mu Yunfei couldn't help shaking his head and wrying bitterly:

"No wonder I heard Ying Chang say that there are immortals who enter the magic continent, but they will also be killed by Moluo. As before, once the immortals are close and their bodies are damaged, they can't die."

There are three realms between the Heavenly King and the Mahayana period, so it is difficult for Moro to break the body of the Demon King. But there is no such a big threshold for the immortals during the Mahayana period. Especially at the peak of Mahayana, most of the body has been transformed into a power, and it is not impossible for several demons with magic power to kill immortals who are not strong.

"It seems that I think there is no unfavorable close combat. If I really fight against the demon practitioners, it's still a little far away!"

After a burst of emotion, Mu Yunfei embarked on a journey again. His mind could not explore the Xingyun Mountain, but his soul power was not affected at all. The situation of thousands of miles was in his mind, and it could not be clearer where anyone was. What only puzzled him was that the figure of the Yan Killing Emperor was not found.

Suddenly, Mu Yunfei stopped, raised his hand and patted his forehead, and sighed:

"It seems that I don't know what this killing emperor looks like! Huh? It's him!"

The soul power swept near Xingyun Mountain, and the fishy Luo Emperor with a golden mask appeared in Mu Yunfei's mind. Although he saw it for the first time, Mu Yunfei was sure that this person was the person who peeped at his war war demon that day, but he did not expect him to appear here.

Mu Yunfei smiled. In the past two years, his cultivation has advanced rapidly and has reached the peak of the Heavenly King. Once again, Emperor Luo turned out to be just the middle of the Heavenly King, and the two people beside him were also in the early days of the Demon King.

"It seems that these three are three of the four emperors!"

Suddenly, there was a pain in his heart. Mu Yunfei raised his head and looked to the edge of the sky. He didn't know when there were two tears on his cheeks and whispered:

"Yingchang!"

"Ah!" The sad and tragic cry came out, and Tong Tian's eyes at the peak of Moluo burst out, accompanied by an unbelievable look. Looking at the sunken and broken chest, he fell down like a meteor. Before he died, there was only one thought in his heart:

"In the mind of the Magic Buddha! Jinding Xuangong!"

"Wow! Fortunately, I broke through and called out this golden body comparable to Buddha's practice, otherwise there would be no place to die!" Gong Yingchang took a long breath and put away his golden body and fell down weakly.

But as soon as he landed, he didn't wait for him to cross his knees to adjust his breath. He didn't know where a huge knife with a strange red light flew from nowhere. This knife fell at Gong Yingchang and exploded with 10,000 times the power in an instant.

"Wang!" With a sound, the broken flesh and blood scattered all over the sky fell in the clouds and dyed a large area of dead branches and leaves red.

The thunder is rolling, and the wind whimpers. Except for the scarlet blood, everything lost its color at this moment...