Chapter 284 Killing One Person

Just when everyone thought that Mo Zhilan was dead, an unexpected scene happened.

I saw Mo Zhilan scratching his forehead with his right hand, and I didn't know what means to use. The real demon-like genshen was pulled out at once.

"What kind of bullshit Dharma phase, this can also be called Dharma phase."

Mo Zhilan was extremely fierce, holding the yuan god burning with dark flames in his hand. The split thunder and lightning continue to refine, allowing the real devil to keep howling, and it is useless to howling.

"Didn't you say that tigers are no longer kings? Why is your tiger a sick cat?

"Look at it, this is the end of offending me. What kind of person dares to be arrogant in front of me is a dead end. No one in heaven or on earth can save you.

Mo Zhilan refined the magic phase of the real demon while looking around. By virtue of his momentum, many disciples were scared to retreat repeatedly. Especially the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect, each of them has no blood color and doesn't even have the courage to face him.

You should know that the real demon is a god-like character in the heavenly demon sect. But if you look at it face to face or use the strongest trick, you will be caught by Mo Zhilan and refined.

Who dares to take revenge?

"Gentlemen, the soul is burning in the Jiuyoudi. Mo Zhilan has been injured. Now the crossbow is at the end, but he is holding on. Take advantage of it now and kill him with one blow."

"Uh-huh!"

Mo Zhilan raised his eyebrows and turned his head to see that Duo Wentian was encouraging the people present to kill him together. There are still a few people standing next to Duowentian. It is they who support them. Duowen genius dares to be so arrogant.

"Di Shitian, I'll kill your minions first, and I'll come back to deal with you." Mo Zhilan saw the prince standing in the crowd at first sight, with a partial demeanor and extremely free and easy.

It is the emperor Shitian who got the five elements map.

Speaking of this, Mo Zhilan disappeared to the same place with a bang. The exquisiteness of the big space technique, there is a look of injury. Seeing Mo Zhilan suddenly disappear, Duo Wentian's whole face changed. Iron and iron blue.

"Well, Mo Zhilan, if you want to kill the person who is comfortable in the heavenly palace, I'm afraid you don't have the one who has died." Di Shitian didn't say much. He opened his palm and grabbed Duowentian.

With a swirl, it also disappeared.

At this time, except for their side, the whole fairy and demon arena was full of the sound of fighting. Blood and fire are intertwined to compose an impassioned battle song.

At any time, there are masters above Jindanjing who have fallen. These ancient little giants, sect elites, and invincible masters admired by tens of millions of people.

It has become extremely cheap here, and blood is as worthless as running water.

Fee this crazy atmosphere, and everyone's eyes turned red. In the half hour from the beginning of the battle to now, there have been three or four hundred people who have withdrawn from the battle. They are all people who are seriously injured and can't fight again.

There are still many people who fought to the end and lost their good... Life.

The details of all the battles in the fairy and demon arena can be seen at a glance, falling into the eyes of the people watching the battle on the outside platform. The disciples below the Jindanjing brought by various factions to observe are pale and full of fear of this bloody battle.

Some elders of the sect also look bad. Even if they know that only through such the training of blood and fire can they create a real genius. However, after losing so many masters above Jindan, they are still distressed by the dripping blood.

For example, the chief true biography of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the real demon dies. Many people are staring at the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Except for those who admit defeat, the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect in the fairy and demon arena are almost dead.

"They lost a terrible loss this time. The real devil is definitely a genius, but it's a pity that he dies. Ninety-nine out of the remaining disciples above Jindanjing died. In the next few hundred or thousands of years, Tianma Sect will be in a state of green and yellow, and the elite seedlings will lose too much.

Although all factions of the Fairy and Demon Conference will lose many masters, there is also a limit. Usually, half of the elites are eliminated and half of the elites are tempered.

With all the losses, the blow is a little big.

For example, when the disciple is practicing outside and being bullied, there is no character above Jindanjing to carry the flag and find the scene. The elders in the sect are not easy to come forward. The speed of cultivating elite disciples has slowed down a lot.

At this moment, there are still more than 700 people left in the fairy and demon arena, all of whom are elites and geniuses in geniuses. A person who has achieved countless people. These factions are united, like a meat grinder, to destroy a smaller team.

However, a few people suddenly emerged. Even these united geniuses dare not challenge.

"Great, great. With so much blood nourishment, I can get twice the result with half the effort to cultivate the body of the ancient demon. Sikonghuang alone, rushing around, ghosts and gods are not afraid. As soon as you tear your hands, you can tear open other people's body protection. He constantly absorbs blood, and the magic spirit is brewing, which is more and more like a stranger.

Fang Lie, Mo Tian is also among them.

Mo Tian deserves to be the reincarnation of immortals and spirits, and has reached the realm of ten magical power to change his life. He is constantly exerting great Taoism.

God's will is like a knife, kill at will, and the knife is full of time. No one dares to approach.

And Fang Lie was a great disaster, shrouded in clouds of disaster, full of destruction, and he stood on it. The eyes are cold. Fang Lie's performance at the last Fairy and Demon Conference was only mediocre, but this time he showed his fangs.

"Di Shitian, I said I would kill him. No one can stop it, just you can't stop it!"

Mo Zhilan is no longer Wu Xia Amon, and he has gained a lot from the trip of the primitive demon sect. Facing Di Shitian again, he was full of confidence and did not have the powerlessness of the last time.

"Give me a death!"

Mo Zhilan's palm grabbed the void, and the infinite killing spirit condensed into tens of millions of swords. Tear the air and kill it towards Duowentian.

"It's because you're too far behind." Di Shitian's fingers flicked gently, and the same tens of millions of Gengjin gas resisted Mo Zhilan's attack.

At this moment, a light flew in the distance, and the floating light and shadow came rapidly towards here.

"Mo Zhilan, you should die this time."

The sky is like a huge bat, and there is a cackling sound in the throat. His hands are extremely lethal Taoist weapons,

In the blink of an eye, the sharp brilliance shrouded over Mo Zhilan's head. Thousands of lights, each of which is comparable to the power of the flying sword.

Even the giants of Longevity can't resist it.

There are really some wonderful things about this ancient demon body, that is, ordinary martial arts are displayed, and there is the power of the origin of the road.

Mo Zhilan squinted and saw the sharp storm. Without delay, he slowly stretched out a hand, pounded the yellow dragon, and bombarded directly into the storm.

click... Click...

The sharp storm suddenly disappeared, and the place where Mo Zhilan's fists and nails intersect seemed to be a big sun rising. It's so dazzling that no one can open their eyes.

Those clicks and clicks actually sounded when Sikong's nails were broken. These ten nails are comparable to low-grade Taoist instruments, which can no longer be described as ordinary hardness. But now it has been smashed by Mo Zhilan.

"What kind of magic power is this!?"

Sikonghuang was like a big bat constantly hovering, and he was shocked. He racked his brains and couldn't figure out how Mo Zhilan could break his nails. How can the flesh and blood body resist the killing at the Taoist level?

"Sikonghuang, he is the way of Tianwu. It is said that the Tianwu God Fist created by the God of War Xingtian. Di Shitian smiled slightly and said, full of demeanor. At this time, as Mo Zhilan and Sikonghuang were in action, many people were shocked.

When the disciples of all factions saw that Di Shitian took action, they had the idea of taking advantage of it. Hundreds of people came here and surrounded Mo Zhilan.

Ants often bite dead elephants, and so many people can't kill Mo Zhilan.

Many people have such an idea in their minds. Whether there is a grudge against Mo Zhilan or not, they come one after another.

Zhu Wen, Chen Yufei and even Chen Yuanyuan saw this scene. They all came to help him, but Mo Zhilan stopped him with his eyes.

"Kill! Kill! Kill Mo Zhilan!"

"If Emperor Shitian wants to take action, there is no possibility of survival. We went over and divided his infinite wealth.

"Do you see it? In addition to Emperor Shitian, the one who stood on the cloud got the inheritance of the ancient doomsday road. It's called Fang Lie, and there is hatred between him and Mo Zhilan. There is also the man with nine green lotus hanging behind him, the reincarnation of the fairy spirit, who is Mo Zhilan's younger brother. It is said that two people hate each other, and only one can survive.

"There is also a person over there, the top genius of the Demon Master's Mansion. The little demon master Jing Xingkong, got the way, and cultivated into an immortal figure.

There are more than 700 people in the whole fairy and demon arena. Except for a few people from Yin and Yang, they all joined the war to besiege Mo Zhilan.

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