"This, this is impossible. You are only at the Supreme Level. How can your Immortal Yang Avenue shatter my Demonic Moon Avenue?"
Mo Zheng looked extremely ugly and asked.
"Tsk tsk...Senior brother, if you don't work hard and practice well, it's just that your skills are not as good as others. But you still refuse to admit defeat and dare to question others. You really embarrass our sect!"
When a sarcasm came out, Guixiang's figure flashed and appeared in front of Mo Zheng.
"Shut up!"
Mo Zheng glared at Guixiang fiercely, with murderous intent raging in his eyes.
"You bastard, you dare to plot against me? You are seeking death!"
boom!
He punched out, and a series of shocking magic patterns suddenly appeared in the world, covering the entire world.
"collapse!"
A ruthless look appeared on Mo Zheng's face, and when a cold shout came out, countless demon patterns collapsed in the sky and earth, turning into a mighty immortal torrent.
In an instant, Guixiang's figure was torn into pieces.
"Hmph... Guizi, you still have a long way to go if you want to fight me..."
When Mo Zheng saw Guixiang's figure being torn apart, a contemptuous smile appeared on his lips, but soon, the smile on his face solidified.
At this moment, a black laurel tree suddenly appeared in the collapsing void.
boom!
When this black laurel tree fell, it suppressed everything and directly swallowed up the immortal torrent that shook the sky and the earth.
"Um?"
Mo Zhan's eyes narrowed. Just when he came to his senses, a strong life-and-death crisis suddenly appeared in his heart. He immediately retreated without hesitation.
But at this moment, magic patterns appeared on the black osmanthus tree, marking the void, directly blocking all his escape routes.
"How can this be?"
Mo Zheng exclaimed and found that his speed dropped crazily at this moment.
> In the void all around, a terrifying will of the Ghost King suddenly burst out, crushing towards him crazily.
Wind blows!
Ghost howl!
A terrifying aura containing the great world of heaven and ghosts exploded, like a mountain torrent and a tsunami, crushing towards the demonic struggle.
"No, this is the will of the world, and you have actually been recognized by the will of the Great World of Heaven and Ghost!"
Mo Zhan's face was horrified and frightened.
Before, he had doubts about Gui Xiang's identity, but now, after seeing the imprint of the will of the Heavenly Ghost World revealed on his body, he no longer had any doubts.
This is the imprint of a family’s original world!
Only the peerless geniuses of their own clan can be recognized by the great world of their origin and obtain the brand of will.
"Huh……"
The old man Heitu was fighting fiercely with Lord Hanlong while observing the changes in the situation below.
When he saw Guixiang showing the imprint of the will of the Heavenly Ghost World, his eyes lit up and he had already made a decision in his heart.
"Since this little brat can obtain the brand inheritance of the Great World of Heavenly Ghosts, then it is impossible for him to be a counterfeit from another clan. It will be much easier to handle from now on."
The old man Heitu showed a hint of joy in his heart.
What he was afraid of was that Guixiang was not a Celestial Ghost at all, but an old guy from the three tribes of immortals, gods, and humans in disguise. If he really wanted to bring Guixiang back to the demon world, that would be the real way to lure the wolf into the house.
But now, after seeing the mark of will on Guixiang's body, he has determined that the other party's identity is undoubtedly that of the Celestial Ghost Clan.
Because it is impossible for the emperors of the three tribes of immortals, gods, and humans to obtain the will of the great world of heaven and ghosts.
this
These great worlds will only protect their own people, and will only leave the mark of their will on their descendants.
Almost at the moment when the old man Heitu was secretly rejoicing, the original will of the great world of heaven and ghosts in Guixiang exploded, like a cold sickle, harvesting towards the soul of Demon Zhan.
"Senior brother, you are too weak. You don't even have the will of the demon world. How do you think you are my opponent?"
When a cold voice came out, at the end of the sky, the death sickle suddenly fell, about to split the demon in half.
"Gui Xiang, don't be so arrogant. The imprint of the will of the world of ghosts and ghosts cannot be your trump card to show off your power in front of me!"
Demon Zhan gritted his teeth, and with a wave of his hand, several supreme avenues spread out and turned into mountains of demons. When they flew out, they smashed hard at the death scythe.
But at this time, the will of the Great World of Heaven and Ghost on the Death Scythe was extremely powerful. When it fell, it directly cut through the Mountain of Demonic Evil.
"No……"
Mo Zhan was shocked, his eyes were filled with fear, and he gritted his teeth and spat out a green raindrop. When it exploded, it turned into an endless rain of green silk mist.
boom!
After these green threads flew out, they quickly entangled the death sickle.
And his figure took the opportunity to flicker and quickly retreated.
Buzz!
The moment Mo Zheng exited, a figure fell down and appeared directly at his original place almost at the same time as him.
"It runs pretty fast!"
A playful smile appeared on Guixiang's mouth. As he waved his hand, the black laurel tree suddenly flew out and turned into a fatal blow, hitting the demon in the direction of his escape.
"damn it……"
Mo Zheng was horrified as he looked at the ghost tree that was blasting away at high speed above his head.
he bites
Gritting his teeth, he shouted:
"Guixiang, I am your senior brother, are you really going to do such a sinful thing as killing fellow sect members?"
boom!
The black osmanthus tree smashed down without any pause, suppressing Mo Zheng to the ground.
"Senior brother, if you had said this earlier, we wouldn't have had to do anything to make others laugh."
Guixiang's figure flashed and appeared in front of Guishu. He looked at the suppressing figure below with a smile on his face.
"You...let me out quickly!"
Mo Zheng's face was full of anger and he kept struggling, but his strength became insignificant in front of this ghost tree.
"It's not impossible to let you out, but you have to promise me something!"
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Guixiang's mouth.
As he spoke, he looked around with the corner of his eye.
Fortunately, the black-painted old man did not show any dissatisfaction and continued to fight with the Lord Hanlong and the Heavenly Fire Immortal.
Guixiang was very clear in his heart. He had been fighting with the devil for so long, and it was impossible for Old Hei Tu to lose sight of him.
But now the other party still chooses to remain silent, simply wanting to use his own hands to punish the demonic struggle.
Of course, the old man Heitu may also have another deeper meaning.
That was to test one's own strength through the hands of Demon Zhan. Unfortunately, Demon Zhan was so unsatisfactory that he couldn't even force out 30% of his own strength.
"whats the matter?"
Mo Zheng felt like he was being suppressed at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain just like Sun Monkey. It was simply too uncomfortable.
He thought that if Guixiang's request was not too excessive, he would agree immediately and get himself out of trouble first.
When you find the opportunity when you turn around, kill this bastard again.
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This chapter has been completed!