Moro originally thought that after breaking out of the seal and escaping, she would be greeted by an extremely difficult battle.

Unexpectedly, reality gave her a huge surprise.

The human race that sealed her away has most likely declined now, and it will be difficult to find an opponent who can compete with her.

In other words, she, Moro, no, Queen Moro, will rule the world again, and the planet that was beaten to a pulp will once again be shrouded in her bloody rule.

As for the other eight strong men of the same race, she was not so kind to rescue them.

She didn't want to share the world equally with the other eight strong men of the same race like she did in ancient times.

It is enough for a tribe to have one king!

All the blood food on this planet belongs to her alone.

With his mind racing, Moro looked at Tang Qianhe and Monk Sanjie again, his eyes filled with a playful look like a cat and mouse.

She didn't think that two little cultivators at the peak of Mortal Transformation Realm could cause any trouble.

As for the chains on her body, it wasn't that she couldn't break free, it was just that she was too lazy to waste her strength.

In order to break free from the seal, she consumed a lot of her original energy, and her strength was no longer one percent of what it was in its heyday.

Although it was more than enough to deal with two monks at the peak of the Mortal Transformation Realm, she did not want to consume too much of her original energy.

Once the source is excessively consumed, her immortal magical power will inevitably have fatal flaws.

Naturally, she will not lose the big for the small.

However, when Moro wanted to absorb the spiritual energy in the surrounding air to recover part of the loss, she was confused on the spot.

What's going on? What the hell is this place?

This level of lack of spiritual energy is comparable to that of the blood demon clan's ancestral star that they abandoned.

No matter how hard she tried to absorb it, she only absorbed a very small amount of spiritual energy. Such a small amount of spiritual energy was not even enough to fill the gap between her teeth.

Moro's lungs almost exploded with anger.

However, she soon sensed that she was in a small world with dry spiritual energy and a dilapidated world.

This discovery made her heart move. At the same time, her eyes were half-squinted like autumn water, with a cold light flashing in them.

"At first, I was still wondering what you two little guys had to rely on. It seems that you are planning to detonate this small world in advance and want to die with me?" Moro looked at Tang Qian with dangerous eyes.

He and Monk Sanjie had cold voices and eyes filled with boundless murderous intent.

She finally put away the contempt in her heart. These were two ruthless people who put their own lives and deaths at risk.

To be honest, Moro was really panicking now.

The extreme destructive power produced when a small world is annihilated would not be a concern if it were in its heyday. You can choose to resist forcefully. At most, you will lose a little of your original source and replenish more high-quality blood food afterwards.

It will be able to make up for it.

However, at this moment, despite her calm and calm appearance in front of Tang Qianhe and Monk Sanjie, she is actually strong on the outside but weak on the inside. She is in the weakest state, and her strength is less than one percent of what she was in her prime.

At this time, even if she could withstand the terrifying power of the annihilation of the small world, she would still be seriously injured if she did not die.

And there will be a high probability of causing indelible damage to the source.

Once this happens, even if she is allowed to devour the blood of the entire planet, it will not be enough to restore her to her peak state.

Thinking of this, Moro rolled his eyes and chuckled, with a bit of charm in his voice.

"Two little guys, maybe you don't know very well, but I have an immortal body."

"You want to detonate this small world and drag me to death together, but in the end you are still doing nothing."

"In the end, both of you will just die in vain, but I will still live well."

As he spoke, Moro licked his sexy red lips and continued: "However, because you two are very courageous and have decent cultivation, as long as you kneel down and surrender to me, I can accept you as my servants.

Once you die."

Upon hearing this, Tang Qianhe and Monk Sanjie looked at each other silently, and then laughed out loud.

"Why are you laughing? What's so funny?" Moro's handsome brows frowned, somewhat confused as to what kind of medicine Tang Qianhe and Monk Sanjie were selling in the gourd.

Seeing the puzzled look in Moro's eyes, Tang Qianhe explained with a smile: "I'm sorry, we didn't mean to laugh so happily, but we were really happy after knowing that we didn't need to use the ultimate method anymore.

Forgot about everything."

"In other words, you agree to recognize me as your master?" Moro's eyes lit up, thinking he understood the meaning of Tang Qianhe's words, "Then kneel down quickly and swear to surrender to me."

"No, no, no, you seem to have misunderstood. I only said that there is no need to use the ultimate resort, but I didn't say that I would surrender to you!" Tang Qianhe smiled a little strangely.

However, Monk Sanjie became a little impatient and shouted towards the empty place above Moro's head: "Yaya, do it!"

As soon as a warning sign arose in Moro's heart, her eyes suddenly fell into darkness.

Then, there was a sharp pain in her neck.

The next moment, Moro's head disappeared without a trace, and blood gushed out from her neck.

But the scene in the eyes of Tang Qianhe and Monk Sanjie was like this. The little girl in the red dress, whose mouth was abnormally split to the limit, bit off Moro's head in one bite, and swallowed it with a "gudong" sound.

.

"Too cruel!"

"So bloody!"

Tang Qianhe and Monk Sanjie commented carelessly.

However, when he saw the little girl in the red dress with a bulging face and an unhappy expression, Tang Qianhe quickly changed his words and said: "Yaya eats quickly and elegantly. Wang Dazhuang must have taught her that."

good."

Monk Sanjie agreed seriously: "Yaya is quite like her father."

"Really?" the little girl in the red dress giggled with joy.

At this moment, Moro's headless body, which was bound by nine dragon-shaped chains, grew a new head.

But at this moment, her face was full of lingering fear.

For a moment, she really thought she was doomed.

Fortunately, she was blessed with the immortality of the Blood Demon Clan, so she was able to survive.

But at this moment, she was still confused. What kind of thing had just bit her head off? Was it a human, a monster, or some other ghost?

How did the other party avoid being discovered by her?

She didn't know anything.

But before she had time to ask, there was another sharp pain in her neck.

The brain is gone again.

Moro is really going crazy, what the hell is happening again?
Chapter completed!