The endless demonic energy attacks indiscriminately like a knife, covering the entire Demon-Conquering Island.

The immortals had to use magic weapons to defend themselves.

But the demonic energy was so powerful that it 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 it weren't for the fact that the Demon-Conquering Island was 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 seriously injured to fight.

"Human cultivators are nothing more than that."

Mo Jiu still looks domineering.

With one enemy against many, he was able to fight fiercely with so many talented people and still 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 and landed here, looking 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 unscathed when he erupted that level of demonic energy.

"Your indiscriminate attacks are completely untargeted and are 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, it 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 the enemy of our human race for thousands of years. 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.

The whole place was silent.

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 go away and don't stop me from tearing them apart."

Mo Jiu didn't appreciate it at all. He was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. 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 created, it's finally my turn to take action.

When Mo Jiu saw the martial arts intact, his mood suddenly exploded.

Of all the people in the room, what bothered him the most was the martial arts, which was as smelly and hard as the stones in the latrine.

"Crack, bang..."

Martial Arts moved his shoulders, disappeared from the spot 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 the martial arts, he had no room to fight back. He 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 by martial arts and ravaged.

five minutes later.

Mo Jiu was dying, and his other arm was torn off by martial arts forcefully.

The blood dyed the ground red, which looked shocking.

"You think you can 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 quickly retreated, 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.

The red owl's whole body was burning with purple flames, making it look particularly strange.

No one expected that Chi Xiao would save a trick until the very end, breaking Mo Jiu's Qi sea with one shot.

"call……"

Red Owl let out a long breath.

She had just taken a colorless elixir given to her by Zheng Tuo, and her injuries had recovered somewhat. The spiritual energy in her body was surging, and her combat power had been restored to most of her strength.

"Not bad, not bad." Zheng Tuo nodded in secret.

"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 Mojiu, preparing for the final kill.

Sudden!

An almost broken shout came.

"Let go of Mo Jiu and let me come."

On the battlefield, a person appeared out of thin air.

This man is thin, has a crying and laughing mask, and wears a black robe, making him look particularly mysterious.

"Faceless!"

Poison King recognized this person immediately.

It is the puppet master who became famous in the Tomb of Immortals, Faceless, who is ranked seventh on the Dragon List.

at the same time.
To be continued...