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Chapter 332 The Fall of the Demon Lord

"No!"

The Demon Lord's eyes widened and he said in horror.

boom!

He was hit by a green lotus, and the wound on his back was swept away by a violent energy.

The violent energy savagely crashed into his Dharma form, destroying everything it encountered.

"puff!"

Blood was pouring from the demon giant's back heart and chest, and Qinglian penetrated its body.

boom!!

There was another loud noise, and the second green lotus came one after another, hitting the Demon Lord's wound.

Rumble!!!

I saw the entire body of the Demon Lord exploded and then collapsed.

The dim and thin demon flames in the sky dissipated directly between the heaven and the earth after losing the control of the demon king.

"Hiss! The giant dharma image exploded!"

"Then Bai Tu inside is..."

"Don't make a conclusion first, take a look and then say..."

"Look, there's a figure rushing out from where the Dharma exploded!"

The Demon Lord's Dharma form exploded, and a embarrassed figure jumped out from it.

This figure is none other than the Demon Lord whose vitality has been severely injured.

Mo Wen used his soul power to detect that the Demon Lord's cultivation level had plummeted, and he was only at the level of the Tribulation Stage.

"Isn't this too scary?"

"It's so perverted that you won't even die?"

"But it looks like he was seriously injured. It feels like his aura has become a lot weaker." Xiaobai looked at the figure of the Demon Lord and said.

This aura fluctuation was similar to his own, so the other party was probably seriously injured.

Xiao Bai's feeling was correct. Demon Lord was indeed severely injured and his cultivation level plummeted.

"Demon Lord, go down and reunite with them!"

Mo Wen raised his hand and struck out with his sword.

The Demon Lord was greatly shocked when he saw the sword light coming towards him. Now Mo Wen's casual sword light of the immortal stage was enough to kill him.

"Blood Escape!"

The Demon Lord made an immediate decision and slapped his chest with his palm. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and activated the secret technique.

He saw a faint blood mist covering his body, and then the sword light struck him.

The sword light passed through the body and streaked towards the sky.

"This was a sword slicing through his body. Why was there no reaction?"

"That's the secret method. He used the secret method and ran away!"

"Bai Zu ran away?!"

When the demon cultivators of the Mahayana stage saw this scene, their bodies froze slightly.

"call out!"

A stream of light streaked towards the sky.

"Whoosh..."

With the person taking the lead, people in the Mahayana period of the demon tribe began to flee one after another.

"Run!"

I don't know who shouted, and the demon army became commotion and began to flee.

"Open the city gate! The whole army pursues!"

Ye Xiaoxiao saw the retreating demon troops and ordered.

"Zhizhizhi..."

The heavy city gate slowly opened with the combined efforts of eight people.

The soldiers of the Devil Legion took the lead and chased the demon troops. The Devil Legion showed good military fitness in the pursuit of the demon troops.

The one hundred thousand demon army, divided into ten ten thousand troops, quickly approached the ten black arrows.

"Hmph! Want to run away? You can't run away!"

Mo Wen looked at the demon king's disappearing figure and said coldly.

I saw Mo Wen standing in the sky and closing his eyes.

Huge soul power spread out from Mo Wen's body, and then quickly extended into the distance.

"Got you!"

Mo Wen opened his eyes and said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth.

The bone wings fluttered slightly, and he headed northwest.



"Damn it! Why are his methods so weird?" The Demon Lord appeared from a dense forest and kept chattering:

"Hurry up and find a place to hide, hide for a while first, wait until the injury heals..."

At this time, the demon king's face was extremely pale, and the secret method of blood escape made him more injured.

But it's better to be seriously injured than to lose your life.

The Demon Lord transformed into a stream of light and flew quickly through the dense forest.

"Phew! Blood Escape and the rush during this period of time should leave it behind, right?"

The demon king ran thousands of miles in one breath and panted.

Suddenly, he raised his head suddenly.

He found a person standing not far in front of him, grinning at him.

The white bone wings behind Mo Wen were so dazzling in the eyes of the Demon Lord.

"Hey... what a coincidence, we meet again!"

"You...why are you here?" Demon Lord looked at Mo Wen, horrified.

I escaped five thousand miles with blood, and then ran thousands more miles. How did the other party catch up?

"Oh...you have the residual energy of my magic power in your body, and my soul power can cover thousands of miles. So it is not difficult to find your trace..."

"How could this happen!" Demon Lord looked in disbelief.

The coverage of his soul power has far exceeded the realm of true immortals.

"I have to thank the other two, they were the ones who forced me to achieve this level of strength!"

When the Demon Lord heard this, he was stunned on the spot!

In his heart, there were ten thousand alpacas galloping past.

"Okay, they two have retired, you should go down and accompany them!"

"Wait a minute!" Demon Lord stopped him.

"Do you have any last words?"

"Can we discuss it? I can serve you as my master and let me live."

When Mo Wen heard the words, he remained silent and fell into deep thought.

"How's it going? I am also a Venerable of the Upper Realm after all, and I am very familiar with the Upper Realm. If you want to go to the Upper Realm, I can show you the way." Seeing that there is something going on, the Demon Lord struck a chord while the iron was hot:

"Wherever there are secret treasures in the upper realm, and wherever there are rare resources, I am familiar with them. I can give you some advice..."

"Let me tell you, how long have you been trapped in the secret realm of heaven?" Mo Wen suddenly said.

"Uh...according to Bai Tu's memory, 180,000 years should have passed..." The Demon Lord was stunned when he heard this, and then said.

"So, do you think those secret treasures and rare resources you mentioned are still available?"

"This... there should be more..." Demon Lord hesitated.

After so many years, most of these things are gone or have been taken away.

"So, what do I need from you?"

After Mo Wen finished speaking, a cold light shot out of his eyes, and murderous intent suddenly appeared.

Keeping him is tantamount to keeping a tiger by your side. The other party's level is higher than your own, which is an unstable factor.

When the Demon Lord heard this, his expression changed drastically.

"You can't kill me! I know the mystery behind the door from the Secret Realm of Heaven to the Continent of Gods and Demons!" Demon Lord saw that Mo Wen had murderous intentions towards him and said quickly:

"People from the upper world cannot easily descend to the lower world, and the road to immortality in the far north was cut off by Bai Di himself, cutting off the passage between the upper and lower worlds. I walked out of the secret realm of heaven with me, and I faced the door behind

The passage has understanding..."

"No need to bother you, I have the key to that door, and I am the holder of the secret realm of heaven. It is not difficult to pass through that door. You are of no use to me!"

"Uh... no, there is time behind that door..." Demon Lord's lips quivered, wanting to say something, but his heart was shattered by the Tianwen sword in Mo Wen's hand, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, his head sank, and his soul was directly crushed by the majestic soul power released by Mo Wen.

The generation of demon lords in the upper world has completely fallen!


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