Chapter 1785 Anger

The Underworld Fire Demon Lord finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he distributed all the spirit treasures.

Then, it's time to get to work.

But at this moment, seeing the more than 120 quasi-sages looking at each other, they retreated carefully.

"What happen to you guys?"

Lord Fire Demon had a bad feeling.

The first quasi-sage said in a low voice: "Minghuo, we... I'm afraid we won't be able to fight with you. We've already discussed it and are going to go to Kanghui Mozun."

Phew... A burst of anger rushed to Minghuo's head, and the Demon Lord Minghuo suddenly appeared in front of the other party, "You, tell me again!"

Someone nearby made a move, and several quasi-sages approached Minghuo Mojun, their voices were already a bit cold: "Minghuo, we respect you, that's why we say this to you. Otherwise, we will turn around and leave.

We've already lost, let's run for our lives.

The more than 80 quasi-sages who just passed by have all been defeated.

The rest of us are no match for the Suihuang Realm army at all.

farewell! "

After all, the more than 120 quasi-sages retreated neatly. The Underworld Fire Demon Lord wanted to investigate, but he was no match for the more than 120 people anyway.

Therefore, he could only watch helplessly as more than one hundred and twenty quasi-sages whizzed away with the Lingbao he had just obtained.

The Underworld Fire Demon Lord was immediately dumbfounded, he stood where he was, his eyes circling. It never occurred to me that things would take such a wonderful turn.

"Why!"

"Why!"

"Why..."

Helpless and angry voices echoed in the empty hall, but no one could give him a hint.

The Underworld Fire Demon Lord in the deep confusion is completely confused.

The scope of 'Jubao Demon Realm' is very large, fully covering 11.5% of Duanjingtian's area. Even without resistance, a quasi-sage master can fly from east to west for half a month without using space magic!

But now, in less than 24 hours, why did it fall apart!

He doesn't understand, doesn't understand, doesn't want to understand, doesn't dare to understand!

Time ticked away, until the sky was overcast, and the underworld fire demon Lord looked up in a daze, and what he saw was the arrival of the Aerospace Aircraft Carrier Agni.

Destruction came, and the temporary palace of the Jubao Demon Lord collapsed in the flames of war.

In the ruins, the Underworld Fire Demon Monarch turned into a Baizhang Dharma, glaring at the front.

The streamer of the rail gun passed through the body of the Underworld Fire Demon Lord, but it was like a phantom. Body incarnation, that is, emptiness, is equivalent to no entity, and the rail gun can no longer bring harm to the underworld fire demon.

However, Shang Guo's methods are not limited to these.

Surrounded by a circle of quasi-sages, the Underworld Fire Demon Monarch was surrounded.

Fu Minghui frowned a little, "Why are you the only one left?"

"Haha..." Demon Lord Minghuo suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "Even if I am the only one left, I can still beat you to your knees and beg for mercy!"

Before the words were finished, the face and figure of Lord Fire Demon suddenly blurred, and a gray-white flame rose into the sky.

The flame quickly engulfed the figure of the Underworld Fire Demon Monarch, and a hundred-foot gray-white flame burned quietly between the heaven and the earth.

There is no warmth and no light.

But seeing such flames, the hearts of all the masters shrank.

"Yinhuo!" Fu Minghui shouted.

This kind of flame is also controlled by someone in the Shang Kingdom, that is, Guo Hongyan. Now that Guo Hongyan is also a Daluo Jinxian cultivation base, his Yinhuo has gradually shown many sinister characteristics. It can directly burn the soul, the primordial spirit, and even the will of the quasi-sage will be affected.

But now, there was a quasi-sage who cast Yinhuo, and seemed to sacrifice himself!

This matter... is troublesome!

The flames were erratic, the space seemed to have lost its effect, and a quasi-sage was enveloped by the sudden appearance of Yin fire.

But after hearing a scream, a body fell from the sky, and a soul in midair quickly melted in the flames.

I saw the yin fire suddenly swelled around, and the soul inside had completely disappeared.

A quasi-sage couldn't last a single breath!

There were two explosions from the sky, a red cloud covered the sky, and red rain fell. The fall of a mid-term quasi-sage, the heaven and the earth mourn together!

Cold sweat was already streaming down Fu Minghui's head.

The surrounding quasi-sages and many masters turned pale with fright, and retreated crazily. However, it was too late.

The yin fire has no entity, and it seems that it can easily transcend space. In the blink of an eye, another quasi-sage was wrapped.

A shrill scream broke out, and another body slid down from the sky; in mid-air, the flame fluctuated violently, and the soul disappeared instantly. Then, Yin Huo expanded again.

This time, everyone felt the temperature, it was cold and murderous. Seeing this flame, I just feel that my soul is trembling.

Having never encountered such an attack, Fu Minghui could only retreat for a while and ordered to attack with laser light. Fu Minghui thought, this yin fire should be of yin attribute, so let's try it first with the laser attack of the most masculine and the most masculine.

Afterwards, Fu Minghui urgently contacted the country, and immediately contacted Guo Hongyan, asking about Guo Hongyan's weakness.

While waiting, Fu Minghui found helplessly that the laser had no effect on Yinhuo.

Guo Hongyan quickly talked to Fu Minghui, "Yinhuo is a kind of flame. Born in death, but longing for light. Yinhuo itself is an existence that is born from the extreme of death and yang from the cathode.

Therefore, Yinhuo is not afraid of lasers and so on.

Similarly, Yin Huo is not afraid of the power of the most Yin.

Yinhuo, although it has a bad name, is almost a perfect flame. "

"I'm not here to listen to long speeches! In the time you speak, two quasi-sages have died."

"Ahem... I saw it, just this time, thunder has sounded four times, and clouds have appeared four times.

Alas, although that yin fire is powerful, it is the most taboo to be mixed. Now that several souls have been devoured, Yinhuo must be unstable inside. At this time, the law shock wave should be used.

It was not aimed at the law of Yinhuo, but the law of the quasi-sage that had just been swallowed.

Also, after incarnating Yinhuo, consciousness will inevitably be affected. Yinhuo has an instinctive yearning for strong vitality, just like moths to a flame. "

"Understood!" Fu Minghui hurriedly ended the call, and immediately asked someone to suppress him with the shock wave of the strengthening law.

Sure enough, Yin Huo suddenly slowed down. But obviously this can only be drinking poison to quench thirst. Because, under the shock wave of the law, under the huge pressure from the outside world, the yin fire is actually condensing, and the originally turbid color gradually becomes pure.

It is digesting the "food" it just ate.

But then Fu Minghui ordered to capture some prisoners and throw them to Yinhuo.

Most of these captives are demonic. Although it is not very good to kill captives, you can't sacrifice your quasi-sages. Four of them have already died!

Four more dead, and the army might be about to collapse.

These pampered and long-lived quasi-sages are sometimes less vulnerable than ordinary people, especially when facing the fear of death.

The first few captives thrown there were quickly 'absorbed' by Yin Huo, and the rest of the quasi-sages immediately became 'interested', grabbed a batch from the captives, and threw them to Yin Huo.

Then, under everyone's 'feeding', Yinhuo expanded and re-expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A large number of low-level souls made the Yin Huo quickly become mixed and muddy.

A twilight breath emerged from the yin fire.

At the same time, a large number of heterogeneous breaths gradually wiped out the last ray of consciousness of Demon Lord Underworld Fire.

However, although the consciousness has been extinguished, the Yinhuo is still burning. Fu Minghui and others don't know the specific situation, but Tiandi believes that the Yinhuo is at least a continuation of the Demon Lord of the Underworld Fire, so there is no "Heaven and Earth Compassion".

However, when the consciousness of Lord Fire Demon disappeared, it caused another vigilance, that is Demon Lord Jubao!

Mozun Jubao, who was still playing chess, suddenly felt that a string was broken in his heart, a burst of luck, snapped!

The connection between saints and disciples is a connection that transcends the relationship between father and son and is directly linked to luck. Therefore, when the disciple dies, the luck of the saint will be obviously affected.

Following the fate of dying, he could figure out what happened by pinching his fingers.

But Jubao Mozun is worthy of being a Mozun, his eyes were calm, and he continued to play chess.

Although Suirenshi was a little puzzled, he felt that it was better to keep trapping Mozun Jubao.

Now Suirenshi and Jubao Mozun are in a closed state, and Suirenshi doesn't know what's going on outside. But Fu Minghui and others didn't have enough experience, and they didn't know that disciples of saints could not be killed casually, so they didn't notify them.

As the chess game continued, Jubao Mozun gradually calmed down.

Suddenly, the ancestral witch's spear suddenly appeared in Demon Jubao's hand, and it was aimed at Suiren's chest and pierced it.

As soon as the spear was revealed, the mighty power of the ancestral witch burst out, and the surrounding space seemed to freeze!

This sudden turn of events, Suirenshi did not expect that Jubao Demon Venerable would explode into trouble.

Therefore, the spear pierced Suirenshi's chest!

Pooh!

Blood sprayed Leopard Demon King's face, and Suirenshi backed away frantically.

But Demon Jubao had a ferocious face, and Suiren's blood made Demon Jubao even more terrifying.

Wiping the blood from his face, Jubao Mozun let out a grin, his voice was full of anger, kicked the chessboard to pieces, flicked his spear, and killed Suirenshi.

Suirenshi is extraordinary after all, although he hastily responded to the battle and was seriously injured, he still sacrificed the flame of Suirenshi.

Under the haste and severe injuries, Suirenshi could no longer hide his cultivation. The golden Suirenshi flame quickly dispelled the mighty power of Zuwu and the injuries in his body, and the wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You, you have touched the Dao!" Jubao Mozun's face twisted. After seeing Suirenshi's true cultivation, he suddenly understood many things.

I am like a fool, being played by Suirenshi over and over again!

Suirenshi's 'defeat' last time was nothing but a show!

And I foolishly and fully cooperated with Suirenshi to put on a good show; in the end, I stood on the cusp of the wind and waves, but Suirenshi hid in the dark and secretly plotted against me.

This time it was even more so, one of his disciples died.

Mozun Jubao was trembling with anger, he hated, hated Suiren's calculation and cunning, and hated himself even more for his stupidity!

Suddenly the surrounding space shattered, Suirenshi let go of the blockade, he also wanted to see what happened outside.

As a result, both Suirenshi and Jubao Mozun were stunned.

Just this time, the Jubao Demon Realm has been torn apart; the Underworld Fire Demon Lord is left with a cloudy Yinhuo, and the masters of the Suihuang Realm are like feeding dogs, throwing all kinds of "food" to the Yinhuo. ".

And Yinhuo, which has no consciousness, is like a puppy, whoever gives food, it will go to that side.

"Hehe..." Jubao Demon Venerable laughed, a sinister smile.

angry?

No!

Anger can no longer describe Jubao Demon Venerable's current mood.

Jubao Mozun's eyes gradually turned red, and a mad killing breath erupted from his body.

"Ang..." A voice like a dragon's chant erupted from Jubao Mozun's mouth, and waves of tides stirred up in all directions of the world and spread thousands of miles away. Wherever it passes, the earth overturns, the mountains hang upside down, the rivers dry up, and everything is destroyed.

A gloomy darkness spread from Jubao Demon Lord's body, where he could not see his fingers, even saints were affected.

Jubao Demon Venerable has stimulated all his potential, even at the expense of stimulating the origin; at the same time, he has also stimulated the origin of the ancestral witch's spear.

This is before killing the enemy, three points of self-injury. But there is no way, facing a sinister and cunning Suiren clan who has already touched the edge of the road, Jubao Mozun can only do this.

Suirenshi stood in the void, watching quietly. No matter what means, he couldn't get close to Suirenshi.

The blood had disappeared, and the wound had healed; but the clothes on Suirenshi's chest had not. This made Suirenshi look a little embarrassed.

But it doesn't matter, this does not reduce Suirenshi's demeanor.

A golden Suiren's flame blazed, and warm golden light sprinkled down, and the darkness around Jubao Mozun quickly collapsed under the golden light.

Jubao Mozun had no choice but to constantly urge the origin and inspire the ancestral witch's spear in order to counter the power of Suirenshi.

Suddenly, Suirenshi made a move. No one saw how Suirenshi made a move, only a ray of golden light pierced the space, and the darkness around Jubao Demon Venerable was cut into pieces in the blink of an eye, and pieces of darkness collapsed and quickly dissipated.

The world seems to have regained its light.

And the tide spreading in all directions quickly dissipated under Suirenshi's attack.

"Roar!" Jubao Mozun suddenly made a move, he was waiting for this opportunity. Suirenshi made a move, and the previous defense and vigilance will inevitably be affected.

But Suirenshi smiled coldly, and suddenly a simple-looking white stone chisel appeared in his hand, and the stone chisel was accurately pointed at the three-inch position of the spear.

But when he heard a clang, the ancestral witch's spear was deflected; the stone chisel turned into a flash of lightning, which passed through the chest of Demon Jubao in an instant, and finally turned into a stream of light, reappearing in the hands of Suirenshi.

Suiren's right hand is stretched out, and the white stone chisel hovers gently, like a puppy waiting for its owner to stroke.

Suirenshi smiled lightly, "Using other people's weapons is no match for your own. Jubao, I could hit you hard just now. You know it yourself.

Do you want to continue? "

Mozun Jubao struggled. He hates it even more now, hates his own incompetence!

At that moment just now, he really felt the gap between himself and Suirenshi!

If it hadn't been for the sneak attack with the help of the ancestral witch's gun, it is still unclear whether it would be possible to get close to Suirenshi.

But now, he really felt the power of Suirenshi.

Simply, despair!