The endless demonic energy attacks indiscriminately like a knife, covering the entire Demon-Conquering Island. The immortals had to rely on magic weapons to defend themselves. But the demonic energy was beyond imagination. All the defensive weapons in their hands were shattered, and several people were killed in an instant. Although the others were not killed, their bodies were pierced by demonic energy and they lost their fighting ability on the spot. Mo Jiu's self-destruction blow was a decisive blow. If the Demon-Conquering Island wasn't a treasure, it would probably have been sunk directly. "Cough cough cough..." Among the smoke and dust. Mo Jiu looked extremely embarrassed.
One of his arms evaporated, half of his body was full of holes, his wings were broken long ago, and one of the horns on his head was broken. In such a state, it is still much stronger than the human race. The human race of immortal cultivators was almost completely wiped out, with only a few masters left alive. Although he is still alive, he may die at some point. They were too badly wounded to fight. "Human immortal cultivators are nothing more than that." Mo Jiu still looked domineering. With one enemy against many, he fought fiercely with so many talented people, and still managed to lose both sides, which is enough for him to be proud of. "Not elegant, not elegant at all." Le Changsheng didn't seem to show any signs of injury. He stepped on the white clouds, landed here, and looked at Mo Jiu with a horrified look on his face. "You're okay!" Mo Jiu couldn't believe it. In such a small range, Le Changsheng was completely fine when he erupted that level of demonic energy. "Your indiscriminate attack is completely untargeted and is easy to defend against." Le Changsheng was dressed in white and looked out of place on this smoke-filled battlefield. "Okay, next, I'll let you experience what a targeted attack is." Mo Jiu tightened his grip on the big magic knife. Although the magic energy was severely consumed, this did not hinder his fighting spirit.
"No, no, no, this battle is too boring, so I don't want to fight you." Le Changsheng waved his hand to express his refusal. When these words came out, not only Mo Jiu was surprised, but also the other immortal cultivators, Monk Zhang Er, was confused. "Le Changsheng, what are you doing? He is a demon and a thousand-year enemy of our human race. If you don't kill him, you will be judged by the imperial capital." Cangsong coughed up blood and looked seriously injured. He was the closest to Mo Jiu just now, so the so-called targeted attacks were all aimed at him. "Judgement in the Imperial Capital!" Le Changsheng shook his head: "When will the Imperial Capital be worthy of judging me, Changsheng Mountain? It's ridiculous." The words came out. There was silence. Including the old antiques in the void. Although the Eastern Region is under the rule of the Imperial Capital, some forces do not care about the Imperial Capital at all, and Changsheng Mountain is one of them. "Since you don't want to fight, just get out of the way and don't stop me from tearing them apart." Mo Jiu didn't appreciate it at all. His nose and face were bruised and swollen after being beaten, and he was trying to pretend to be fat. "Mo Jiu, I'm afraid I won't be able to do what you want in this matter!" Martial arts came carelessly at this time. Good guy. With all the excitement you just had, it's finally my turn to take action. When Mo Jiu saw the martial arts intact, his mood suddenly exploded. Among the whole audience, what bothered him the most was the martial arts competition, which was as smelly and hard as the stones in the latrine. "Crack, bang..." Martial Arts moved his shoulders, disappeared from the place with a bang, and appeared in front of Mo Jiu in an instant. Mo Jiu was at the end of his strength, and the successive battles had left him extremely exhausted. At this moment, facing martial arts, he had no room to fight back and was pushed to the ground and beaten violently. "Not suitable for children!" Le Changsheng turned his head and couldn't bear to look. Mo Jiu was pinned to the ground and ravaged by martial arts. five minutes later. Mo Jiu was dying, and his other arm was torn off by martial arts forcefully.
The blood stained the ground red, which looked shocking. "You think you win, no, no one can beat me, it's impossible." A red light suddenly flashed in Mo Jiu's eyes. "Rumble..." There was a shock on Fumo Island, and Mo Jiu was going to activate the final killer weapon, Fumo Island, to shock everyone here to death. Wu Dao retreated quickly, not daring to get close to Mo Jiu. "We are all going to die, you are all going to die, hahaha..." Mo Jiu laughed wildly, but the sound stopped. "Whoosh..." A eight-foot-long fire-tipped spear, burning with purple flames, stabbed Mo Jiu's Dantian, directly fixing Mo Jiu on the ground. The whole audience was dumbfounded. Look at the source of the Zhangba Fire Spear. Red Owl's whole body was burning with purple flames, and he looked particularly strange. No one expected that Chi Xiao would save a hand until the very end and break Mo Jiu's Qi sea with one shot. "call……" Chi Xiao let out a long breath. She had just taken a colorless elixir given to her by Zheng Tuo, and her injuries had recovered somewhat, her body's spiritual energy was surging, and her combat power had been restored to most of her strength. "Not bad, not bad." Zheng Tuo nodded secretly. "She is indeed a woman who has been with me for a long time. She knows how to leave a big back for a sure kill, but her accuracy is not that good. She should have poked other places." Zheng Tuo nodded. Highly praise Red Owl for suddenly having a brain. Chi Xiao raised his hand to recall the Zhangba Fire Spear and strode towards Mo Jiu, preparing for the final kill. Sudden! An almost broken shout came. "Let go of Mo Jiu and let me do it." On the battlefield, a person appeared out of thin air. This man is thin, wearing a mask of laughter and crying, and is wearing a black robe, making him look particularly mysterious. "Faceless!"
The Poison King recognized this person at the first time. It was the puppet master who was famous in the Immortal Tomb and ranked seventh on the Dragon List. At the same time. He hurriedly touched his Qiankun bag. He was relieved until he remembered that all the spiritual objects in the Qiankun bag had been moved away. By the way! This grandson Wumian appeared at this time, he was really good at hiding! Everyone thought the same. Although they had never seen Wumian, there were many legends about him. And everyone fought with Mo Jiu repeatedly, fighting until the sky was dark and the sun and moon were dark, fighting to the death to severely injure Mo Jiu. In the end, Chi Xiao broke Mo Jiu's Qi Sea with a shot. Seeing that Mo Jiu was just a corpse, he appeared at this time, he was really good at picking up leaks! The expressions of the immortal cultivators were strange. Chi Xiao knew that this Wumian was Zheng Tuo. Then... she decisively covered her chest, as if she was just holding on, and chose to retreat. The remaining combatants in the field were Le Changsheng and Wudao. The two looked at each other. They had no intention of making a move to stop him. Zheng Tuo said nothing. He raised his hand. He shot out twelve rays of light. The twelve rays of light collided with each other in the air, and then formed an extremely huge Nian beast. "Nian Nian Nian..." The Nian beast made a strange cry, and its strength was actually around the Qi Hai stage. "Despicable!" Seeing the Nian beast appear, Mo Jiu couldn't help but curse. Someone actually hid and didn't notice it, and came out to attack him at this time. Zheng Tuo was too lazy to talk nonsense with Mo Jiu, and waved his hand directly.
The Nian beast opened its mouth and suddenly spit out a flame, shooting at Mo Jiu. Mo Jiu's Qi Hai was broken, and he was no longer able to resist. However, the Great Demon Knife and the Devouring Demon Plate took the initiative to protect it and blocked it in front of him. The flames came and collided with the two with a bang.