Hearing this unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar shout, Fenlong and the other three looked at each other and slowly rose from the ground.
"Lord God, they are coming, let's go out and block them first."
Mo Ling was as steady as a mountain. He smiled slightly and said, "No need, just go with me."
With that said, Mo Ling reached out and grabbed the Yuan'e Qi Stone, flew to the bottom of Shangyuan Valley, and walked into a cave.
Deep in the cave, there is a very small entrance gate at the bottom of the cave.
Mo Ling let go of his hand and let the Yuan'e Qi Stone float at the door of the Node Realm Gate. Then he stepped back and took a satisfied look and said: "When the stone is gestated, you can escape into the realm of disorder on your own.
I don’t have to worry about where I go from now on. Go and meet these ants who claim to be righteous."
After saying this, Mo Ling floated away, followed closely by two demon guards and a law protector.
Outside the mountain, Feng Jueyu and Yanji Zhenren led tens of thousands of practitioners to the mountain gate of Yiyuanmen. Without saying a word, tens of thousands of practitioners fought against two thousand strange demons.
In this war, there is no retreat for both sides.
The tens of thousands of strange demons in the Feng Family Ancient Land and the coalition forces have completely lost their temper. In addition, the strange demons themselves are not recognized by the mortal world, so there is nothing to say.
In particular, Feng Jueyu and others learned that Mo Ling had a big conspiracy going on, and they came here to kill Mo Ling, so they took action directly.
On the flying boat, Feng Jueyu, Yanji Zhenren, five powerful men in the semi-god realm, as well as the Nine Realm Mountain Lords such as the Holy Palace Fairy, Ji Emperor, Long Zhan, Ding Mao, Meirao, etc., left the flying boat one after another.
Flying towards the hinterland of Yiyuanmen, launched a carpet-like search, searching for the whereabouts of Mo Ling with all his strength.
There were two thousand strange demons under Mo Ling's seat. When they saw dozens of masters flying down from the flying boat, they immediately prepared to outflank them and prevent them from entering the hinterland of Yiyuanmen.
However, the people brought by Feng Jueyu and Yan Ji were far more than the total number of strange demons. Therefore, before those strange demons could get close to the flying boat, they were stopped by a large number of practitioners from the realm of disorder.
In the sky above the Yiyuan Gate, magic weapons and magic weapons were flying all over the sky. The practitioners were fighting with strange demons. The battle became more and more intense. The violent and fierce energy battles crisscrossed the sky, as if a huge web of destruction had been constructed, ruthlessly tearing apart the Yiyuan Gate.
Shanmen station.
The earth roared, thunder rolled, and the mountains and valleys collapsed under the impact of strong energy waves. The scene was as messy as a doomsday.
Below the flying boat, Feng Jueyu and Yanji Zhenren led the team and rushed into the Yiyuan Gate as if they were in a deserted place. Before they could fly far, they saw four powerful men with extraordinary momentum coming from the opposite side.
The first person, with a fishbone pattern tattoo on his right face, is undoubtedly Mo Ling.
"Mo Ling, you are finally willing to show up."
Feng Jueyu stared at Mo Ling, the hatred in his heart rising infinitely.
Behind him, except for a few people, none of the masters of the Anti-Magic Alliance, including Master Yanji, had ever seen Mo Ling. At this time, when Feng Jueyu called out Mo Ling's name, they all looked forward and said
At the same time, he released the powerful power of his soul and tried his best to explore Mo Ling's bottom, hoping to judge how deep and unfathomable Mo Ling's true cultivation level was through the aura on his body.
Before setting off, the masters of the Anti-Demon Alliance and the Discord strongmen headed by Master Yan Ji all had a serious understanding of the legend of the Strange Demon God.
According to legend, the strange demon god is the most ferocious evil demon in the world.
According to historical records left behind tens of millions of years ago, the strength of the alien demon god has been infinitely close to the cultivation of the true god. When the previous alien demon god was born, there was a fierce battle between the alien demon clan and the star world. It is said that
The previous Demon God killed dozens of demigod masters by himself, making him very difficult to deal with.
Therefore, when Master Yanji learned that the guy with the fishbone tattoo on his face was the real master they were looking for, some of them were on full alert, while others boasted of their boundless power and were eager to give it a try.
Want to compete with the legendary strange demon god.
In fact, Feng Jueyu didn't know how far Mo Ling's cultivation was, but his usual behavior was to be cautious, so he did not show any contempt for the other party.
But when these dozens of top experts used their souls to test Mo Ling's details, they were shocked to find that the most ferocious evil demon standing in front of them, who looked like a Confucian scholar, did not seem to have a very powerful aura.
machine.
"Is he the strange demon god?" The soul swept past, and a strong man in the demigod realm showed a confused expression.
He seemed to think that Feng Jueyu had found the wrong person and deliberately asked for confirmation.
"Yes, he is."
For Feng Jueyu, he could still recognize Mo Ling at a glance even if he turned into ashes.
You must know that back then, it was Mo Ling who personally transformed him into a substitute and sealed him in Huan Mountain.
We haven't seen each other for so many years. Even though Mo Ling has an extra fishbone on his face, his appearance has not changed much.
Still so aloof and arrogant.
"It's strange, why can't I feel any strong energy from my body, not even the breath of true divine power." Another strong person in the semi-god realm continued.
Everyone was full of doubts, because at this moment, Mo Ling did not have the aura of a strong man, but instead looked particularly elegant and elegant.
Like a helpless scholar.
In the end, Master Yanji was not too conceited. He said in a deep voice: "Don't take it lightly. The strange demon god has a great reputation. It is definitely not as simple as you see. You must deal with it carefully."
After saying this, everyone was either scornful or cautious, but they all stood ready and looked at the four Mo Ling angrily without saying a word.
The two sides hated each other in the center of the battlefield. After a while, Feng Jueyu stepped on the black lotus platform and swept out of the crowd, standing at the front.
"Mo Ling, you are finally willing to show up."
Seeing Feng Jueyu gnashing his teeth, Mo Ling's strange pupils seemed to have a halo flickering.
He looked at Feng Jueyu carefully, and then he grinned and said: "Okay, not bad, I thought that the little guy who came to Huanshan to save people, didn't expect that in a short period of time, he actually crossed
After many tribulations, your merits have been fulfilled. You are the only one I have misjudged in the past 100,000 years. Compared with these ants, you are very good. Feng Jueyu, I would like to ask you a question, are you interested in following me? If you kneel down
In front of me, call me master, and I can teach you the supreme way and help you become a god."
Mo Ling's words were extremely arrogant.
Practitioners all over the world practice heaven-defying methods and survive hundreds of tribulations, but not one in a million dares to say that he will definitely become a god instantly.
But Mo Ling can make people become gods with just one sentence.
How outrageous is this.
After listening to Mo Ling's words, everyone looked at Feng Jueyu.
After all, getting a compliment from the strange demon god is something worth showing off.
Feng Jueyu didn't know whether he was angry or extremely hateful, the skin on his cheeks trembled slightly.
"Respecting you as my master? What a fool's dream. You have done many evil things and brought disaster to the world. You killed 20,000 martial arts cultivators in Zhounan Realm. I haven't settled this blood debt with you yet? How about this? Come here and let me cut off your head.
Sacrifice me, Zhou Nan Wuxiu, and all the people in the world who died because of you, and then I will honor you as my master, what do you think?"
"Bold..."
As soon as Feng Jueyu finished speaking, Fenlong shouted angrily and flew out from Mo Ling's side. His five sharp claws turned up waves of fire and suddenly struck Feng Jueyu with a palm.
"If you dare to be rude to the Lord God, I will turn you into ashes."
"call!"
The fire wave swept across and turned into a flaming claw that struck head-on, reaching above Feng Jueyu's head in the blink of an eye.
In an instant, the space was strongly distorted by the flames, and pieces of black holes that were burned until they melted emerged.
This Fenlong has entered the realm of perfection, and his cultivation realm is not inferior to that of Feng Jueyu. If he is not a master in the demigod realm, there may not be many people who can match him.
Seeing Fenlong's sudden move, several Emperor Masters of Jiujie Mountain frowned at the same time.
They are all the top experts in the nine realms. How could they not feel the terrifying magic power under Fenlong's claws?
Even several strong men in the demigod realm felt that the strength of this burning dragon was a bit beyond their imagination, but in the end, no one intervened.
Because they believe in Feng Jueyu.
Sure enough, when he saw the dragon claw coming towards him, Feng Jueyu didn't have any fear in his eyes. Instead, he curled his lips contemptuously. When the dragon claw landed on his head, he seemingly punched the dragon claw slowly.
"My defeated general, you are not worthy of fighting me, go away..."
"boom!"
With one punch, terrifying divine power exploded in the dragon's claws instantly. An incomparably strong force shook the dragon's claws away on the spot, and even the fire wave on the dragon's claws dissipated invisible in a short moment.
"Buzz!"
The body of the burning dragon in the air paused slightly, and then flew out upside down. When he stopped, he felt that the dragon's claws were sore and numb, and the scales on the dragon's claws were cracked every inch.
"Asshole!" Fenlong grabbed his injured wrist with his other hand and cursed in disbelief.
He never expected that the little guy who was sealed by Mo Ling in Huan Mountain would now have such terrifying strength.
Even Huo Hong and Liu Yin were so dark that they took a breath of cold air.
That's all for burning the dragon.
He saw with his own eyes how Feng Jueyu killed Wuxie, and he had some understanding of Feng Jueyu's skills.
But Huo Hong and Liu Yin have never fought against Feng Jueyu.
In their eyes, this little guy who has only practiced for more than a thousand years, no matter how talented he is, cannot have the strength to shake Fenlong in such a short period of time.
However, the fact is that Fenlong is indeed no match for Feng Jueyu.
The two were stunned for a moment. Huo Hong stood up with a gloomy face and shouted at Feng Jueyu: "Feng, my holy jackal Huo Hong has come to meet you."
After Huo Hong finished speaking, he lifted his left palm, and green colored glaze fire swept out from the glaze tower in his palm.
Seeing Huo Hong take action, Ding Mao couldn't wait to rush out of the crowd. Without Feng Jueyu saying anything, he swung his spear and charged towards Huo Hong.
"I heard that you are the strongest demon guard under Mo Ling. I, Ding Mao, have come to meet you."