Mo Xian ignited all Scorpios in an instant. The poisonous enemy screamed and showed his true form. Scorpio ignited. All his soul and wisdom were concentrated in the Dharma image, but he was refined by Mo Xian's Taiyin True Fire and immediately turned into ashes. Once the soul was destroyed, the spirit and wisdom that was lost immediately appeared.

Mo Xian made a move from afar, and the scorpion flew up, and was already dying. But when he was about to get it, although he had lost his intelligence, he instinctively had an inexplicable hatred towards Mo Xian. He hooked his tail and went straight to Mo Xian.

Mo Xian snorted, raised his hand and saw a flash in front of him. The scorpion's horse stake was gone, but Mo Xian's fingers were on its head. The internal tissue of the head was immediately destroyed. At that time, the tail hook hung down and the poisonous enemy fell.

Those magic weapons were put into Mo Xian's palm, and together with the corpse of the poisonous enemy, the poisonous enemy was killed by Mo Xian as soon as they met, and they were refined into Dharma images. For a moment, all the demon kings were in danger and approached each other at the same time.

Mo Xian saw their actions in his eyes, and a sarcastic look on his face. They didn't know that it would be so unusual if Mo Xian wanted to take their lives.

Mo Xian suddenly felt that someone was coming. No one here except Qianxia and others knew who was coming?

The ox looked like a roaring bull, and it looked similar to the Taurus, but the horns on his body were not golden, but brown-red. He was very imposing, and there was no key, but directly crashed into the mountains. You should know that from the outside, this place was just an inconspicuous small hill, but he just hit the key point, causing space fluctuations, like a fish passing through the waves. When he cut into it, he was definitely not a Nascent Soul stage monk, otherwise he would not be so familiar with the laws.

The fluctuation gave Mo Xian a feeling that he looked out through layers of time and space on the throne. His eyes shrank, and the demon had turned into a human form, almost the same as Taurus, but was gloomy than Taurus. Mo Xian had just focused his attention and seemed to have a feeling. He looked up at the space in front of him. Mo Xian hurriedly moved his eyes away and lost his target.

Mo Xian didn't know, nor did the monsters know that the twin brother of Taurus, the dark blood ferocious cow, was born quite a lot of trouble. Taurus was very strong at that time, but he was dying. Niu Qun gave up on him without hesitation, but he was self-enlightened and was a monster when he was born. Because his brain was too developed and his body was extremely weak. Seeing that he was abandoned, he screamed miserably, but the bull and Taurus went further and further away. Several cheetahs surrounded him and were about to suffer misfortune. Just as a scattered demon passed by, this scattered demon was also a bull spirit, but he had been old and weak. After hundreds of years of spring and autumn, he had no breakthrough. He had to wait for death. When he saw the dark blood ferocious cow, he felt moved in his heart. Seeing the little guy screaming miserably, he drove away the cheetahs around him.

But when he saw that the little guy had already opened his mind, he was shocked. Anyway, he had no hope, and he passed on all his knowledge and learning to the little guy. The dark blooded bull grew up very quickly. Decades later, the bull spirit passed away.

He always paid attention to his brother with his siblings. His heart was full of hatred, but his brother Taurus was actually enlightened, so he secretly tampered with his body, and a demon seed was growing.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of years have passed, and his cultivation has reached the level of transformation into a god, the demon seed is about to mature, and his plan is about to succeed. On the one hand, he is quick to have a heart. On the other hand, he is watching Taurus grow, and everything can fill his flaws.

Seeing that the demon seed is about to mature, Taurus will lose everything and become his second physical body, but Taurus did not realize that he felt that he was about to be repaid with great revenge. At that time, both bodies will be united, and the cultivation level of the gods will be completely stable, and a charge will be launched to a higher level.

However, an accident happened, and the Taurus died and even his body was swallowed by the poisonous enemy. Of course, he had to ask for an explanation, but he was tripped by a monster. This monster was the master of the God Transformation Stage. He finally sent the monster away and then came.

As soon as he arrived here, he directly broke through the space barrier with brute force and crashed into it. The wind and clouds under his feet rose, and he climbed to the entrance of the cave. Bai Zetu had been taken away by Mo Xian, and he encountered nothing and crashed into the cave.

He stood up at the place where Taurus died, and a faint light flashed in his eyes, replaying the scene at that time. At the moment when Taurus died, it was not anyone who blamed him. It was just that Taurus was not lucky, but he didn't see that. He remembered a few monsters. Since Taurus died, they should also die. He shouted to the sky and activated his body. He did not encounter any decent obstacles along the way. He turned into the Demon King, and wherever he passed, he destroyed the devil.

When Mo Xian saw the dark blood ferocious bull, he felt that his intention was not good. The mother of sand in his hand had already taken action. A gust of wind blew up, and countless sand particles came with the wind, as heavy as mountains. Each sand particle contained a faint space force, gathering into countless tiny space blades, pressing straight towards the dark blood ferocious bull.

Qianxia and others in another space were all very nervous. They did not notice the arrival of the dark blood ferocious bull. They were nervously guarding against Mo Xian. Mo Xian had no intention of paying attention to them at this time. They reached out and beat the throne. The throne was smoke and clouds, and disappeared in this space in an instant. As for what they did, it had nothing to do with Mo Xian. His mind was on the dark blood ferocious bull.

"The power of space? But it's too weak, how can I hurt me!" The dark blooded bull sneered. From the wind and sand, he came to a conclusion that the person who secretly opposed him might have a Nascent Soul cultivation level, and he had not reached the level of transformation of the gods, otherwise he would not have used this method.

A demonic text appeared on his body. As soon as the sand approached, it fell automatically, like ordinary sand. He curled his lips disdainfully. With his hand, an iron stick appeared. This was a magic weapon, weighing 5,800 kilograms. As soon as the stick came out, he used a technique of resemblance to the sky and earth. It was a stick, as thick as a bucket, and it was a stick. A large piece of sand flew around and hit the empty space. But Mo Xian felt that his throne began to shake, and the demon kings were even more unbearable, one by one, and they thought it was Mo Xian's doing.

"Fellow Daoist, you have already gained benefits, and you won't let us go! Do you really want to fight to the death?" Qianxia's face turned gloomy and she shouted loudly.

Mo Xian had no intention of paying attention to them. With his hand, the mother of Sand returned to his position. The Yin and Yang lines and the talismans in his eyes were combined into one. The laurel tree behind him was windless. The laurel tree filled the space without wind. A faint fragrance of osmanthus filled the space. A branch of osmanthus fell in Mo Xian's hand. Mo Xian gently stroked and drew the land into a river. In an instant, a surging river blocked the dark blooded bull.

The dark blooded cow roared, and a whirlwind rose from his feet, holding him up, trying to pass through. As soon as he reached the top, suddenly, the lost wind fell into the river.
Chapter completed!