boom!

In the terrifying magical collision, there was no suspense that the nine-headed giant beast was instantly blown by Mo Yuan's fist power!

The flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the nine heads were broken four immediately, and they looked so miserable!

At such a heavy price, the Nine-Headed Insect barely escaped from the punch and said in disbelief: "How is it possible, how can you be so strong?!"

It's no wonder that he was so unbelievable. With his background and feet, the foundations of gods and demons he laid were definitely one of the best among the immortals. As both of them, he couldn't even take a punch, and anyone else would be shocked.

Mo Yuan looked at him coldly, but had no intention of explanation.

It is good to be a celestial immortal, but how can anyone compare the body of the true immortal refined by Donghuang Taiyi? Even Kunpeng, the ancestor of his Demon Master Palace, is far less than that of Donghuang Taiyi, let alone a mere nine-headed insect?

"Die!"

Mo Yuan was not long-winded, and another punch fell. The power of the boxing under the blessing of the sky and earth fell into the world like a big star, and it was like a river of heaven sweeping through the sky. The infinite divine light pierced through the void, and the powerful magic power was smashed down. It was not something that the celestial immortal could take!

"I'm not willing!"

The Nine-Headed Insect roared angrily, raised all his magic power, and wanted to make a last try, but he still wanted to take Mo Yuan's punch head-on!

As a young generation of the Demon Master Palace, he was favored by many great figures in the Demon Master Palace. He was even given the ancient treasure of the Blood-Changing Divine Sword by Kunpeng. He fought over the level and easily repelled the two long-standing gods. How energetic is this?

However, after just a few breaths, the situation took a sharp turn. Facing the nameless fairy who came out from somewhere, he not only lost the Blood Transformation Divine Sword, but also seriously injured. In contrast, no pride of heaven can bear it?

Therefore, the Nine-Headed Insect was already angry and completely confused. He didn't even want to escape. He just wanted to stimulate the magic power around his body and kill the unknown immortal in front of him so as to regain the Blood-Changing Divine Sword.

"What's the use of not being willing to do it, you have to die!"

Mo Yuan's words were like thunder, and his fist strength was not restrained at all. He sincerely killed the Nine-Headed Insect.

Others may be afraid of the Demon Master Palace, but to him, it is nothing. No matter how powerful the Demon Master Palace is, can it still be more powerful than a saint?

Although he is unwilling to cause trouble, how could he watch the cold and bloodthirsty demon like the Nine-Headed Worm?

Speaking of which, I think I want to compare with those gods and demons who have achieved immortality after practicing Taoism for tens of thousands of years. Even though Mo Yuan traveled through several worlds and practiced for a few years, his heart of Tao still adheres to the idea of ​​killing demons and eliminating demons!

boom!

The magic power that the Nine-Headed Insect's remaining body collided with Mo Yuan's fist power again, and he didn't even take a breath of effort. Every inch of flesh and blood and every trace of magic power around his body was blown into powder by Mo Yuan's fist power.

"The Demon Master Palace will not let you go!"

The nine-headed insect's soul cursed with resentment and was beaten to pieces, and the future Prince Consort of Bibotan completely disappeared into the world.

Buzz!

A divine light flashed on Mo Yuan's body, and his whole body suddenly returned to the size of an ordinary person. He let out a light breath, feeling that his thoughts had reached a lot.

Looking at the location where the Nine-Headed Insect was dead, he sneered: "If you want to take revenge on the Demon Master Palace, please queue up!"

Ninewa and the two Buddhist saints have never taken action. If the Demon Master Palace wants to kill him, it is still impossible to rank!

Taking out the Blood-Changing Divine Sword and feeling the terrifying power contained in this magic weapon, Mo Yuan shook his head and chuckled, feeling that fortune was aroused by others. The Blood-Changing Divine Sword that the Emperor Zhenwu, the Dragon Demon King and the Nine-Headed Insect dared to fall into his hands by chance. He was really unstoppable when his luck came.

But it is inevitable to think about it. Sun True Fire protects his body and several magic weapons can hurt him. Since the Nine-Headed Insect wants to kill him with the divine sword, it is destined to be a tragedy!

But then again, this Blood Transformation Divine Sword is worthy of being a brilliant treasure among the gods. Although the blood poison cannot do anything to Mo Yuan, its blade can withstand the burning of the sun's true fire, which shows the precious material of this magical weapon refining.

Mo Yuan didn't wait much for this matter. The little thing about the prince of the Great Wei Kingdom fighting for dragons was gone without the demons. For him now, he was naturally too lazy to ask about it.

But when he saw that his magic power had already disappeared, he went to find the tomb of his parents in this life and went to pay tribute to him.

At the northernmost point of the North Sea, a sea covered with frost and snow is the famous dangerous place in the North Ming Dynasty in the three realms!

Deep in the sea, in a huge palace, a man sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes suddenly woke up.

The man was wearing a dark Taoist robe, with a cold face, and was covered with a mysterious Taoist aura, making it impossible for people to understand the depth of his cultivation.

He raised his head and looked towards Dongsheng Shenzhou, and said to himself: "Xiao Jiu is actually dead. Can't the Blood-Changing Divine Sword protect him?"

Subconsciously, he began to fiddle with his fingers, trying to understand the secret of heaven. However, as soon as his fingers moved, he smiled bitterly for no reason on his face and murmured: "I'm so old that I forgot that the secret of heaven cannot be seen in this great disaster."

"But Xiaojiu can't die in vain. If the people from my Demon Master Palace have to pay a price!"

He stretched out his hand and a flash of light shot out immediately. Soon, a figure in white furrowed came.

It was a thin man with a cold face, his eyes full of wisdom that could see through the vicissitudes of the world.

He entered the hall, bowed and said, "Does the demon master tell me that I have something important?"

"Bai Ze, I have said a long time ago that there is no need to be polite in front of me." The man called the demon master raised Bai Ze with his sleeves and said, "Xiao Jiu is dead, and the blood-transforming divine sword is also lost. You can go to the Zhenwu Temple for me and ask Zhenwu. Just grab the treasure. If you don't give me an explanation, don't blame me for being serious!"

Bai Ze was slightly stunned and said, "Demon Master, I saw that the dragon demon king was also following Xiaojiu. Could it be that he did it?"

The Dragon Demon King is extremely killing. Since his debut, his enemies have never survived. During the battle between the Dragon King of the North Sea, the Dragon Clan and a group of aquatic gods and demons of the Four Seas fell to his subordinates, and even the Dragon Palace of the Dragon King of the North Sea was occupied by him.

In the entire Three Realms, the Dragon Demon King is definitely one of the most popular people among the new generation of demon clans!

"Your suspicion makes sense, but what's the difference between Zhenwu and the little dragon killing it?"
Chapter completed!