Mo Sheli ignored King Pingping's movements and looked down coldly at Zhuang Wudao at the top of the mountain: "This time, you really gave me a surprise."
"It would be great if the Demon Governor would be surprised. Could it be that Ren is really going to be stabbed in the back by the Demon Governor without knowing it?"
Zhuang Wudao laughed dumbly: "But if the surprise you are talking about, Demon Governor, only refers to the Tianxing Sect Wangqiong Mountain, then I can only say that this is just the beginning."
"It's just the beginning? I just admire your courage to risk your life and survive. Or should I say you are ignorant and fearless? I will let you understand that daring to challenge me is the wrong choice for you to accept the mountains and rivers."
Mo Sheli shook his head and turned to look at Luo Qingyun: "Your trump card is her, your sword attendant? This governor has heard about it. It is said that it was hatched from the Tianyuan fetus in the future and is not inferior in strength.
There are many strong men in the mountains and rivers with you. But if you only have this one, plus Tianlan, it is not enough to fight with me."
He knew that the Holy Son of Equality would never prepare just such a few things for him today. Since he had taken action, he must be quite sure.
But it doesn't matter, his nonsense words are just to delay time, and to test the foundation of Ren Shanhe.
With the movement on Wangqiong Mountain, neither the Blood Lord Ren Mi nor Yueting would be without action.
As long as either of the two can come in time, even if they can't help temporarily, they will put enough pressure on Ren Shanhe.
Also, the blood-light barrier set up by King Abiping can only last for two or three hours at most. After two hours, he can go in and out freely.
But when he was only halfway through his words, Mo Sheli stopped speaking, and there was a trace of ridicule on the corners of his lips.
"In other words, is this trump card yourselves? Are you the two incarnations of Shanhe, or are you the Demon Lord of the Boundless?"
Zhuang Wudao's mind was indeed shaken for a moment, but this was also the result he had guessed.
After several blood sacrifices, it would be strange if Mo Sheli didn't find anything unusual. And Su Xinghe, probably before he was ready to rebel, he had completely exposed his roots.
The doubts about his identity, the estimation of Luo Qingyun's combat power, and the two external incarnations. I am afraid that both the Demon Governor and the Xingshi Sect are well aware of this.
But because of this, no matter what, he is here today to get rid of this demon. Before this person, think of more——
It doesn't matter if Demon Lord Cangmang and Luo Qingyun are known. However, the identities of Zhuang Wudao and Ren Shanhe are related to the demons in his heart and his Dao.
What was originally the least important thing to him has now become his most important secret.
"Sure enough, the Demon Governor already knew."
Ren Shanhe had a smile on his face and sarcasm in his eyes: "Unfortunately, that's not all. We don't have much time, so I forgive you for not giving the Demon Governor a chance to delay."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Chongming Divine Bird gathered countless light thunders and bombarded the place where Mo Sheli was standing.
Immortal Li Hua played the Taixiao Chongming Yuhuadu Heavenly God Thunder. At this time, even the Heavenly Immortal was wary of scoring a few points and did not dare to take it head-on.
However, Mo Sheli didn't care at all. He didn't move even a little bit, and only gathered a piece of blood to block it. Then the ball of Taixiao Chongming Yuchengdu Tianshen Lei was completely consumed.
Zhuang Wudao also looked indifferent, thinking that this was a combat power close to the Yuanxian level. It was only two levels away from Wu Ming Taiyou. It was indeed not comparable to ordinary immortal cultivators, even if he had already reached the level of the Immortal level at this time.
Immortal Li Hua who helped him was no match and was suppressed by him.
But since he dared to fight today, he naturally had enough confidence. The next moment, above the Yuanqi Heavenly City, a circle of vitality suddenly surged, and in an instant, it enveloped everything thousands of miles around Wangqiong Mountain.
It was Meng Niansheng who returned to Yuanqi Tiancheng one day in advance. At this time, he was standing in an altar in front of Guanyun Palace, holding the Taichu Demon Flag in his hand. Countless spiritual stones around him were continuously providing him with
Mana and vitality are used to support the huge consumption of this fairy-level magic weapon.
As the magic flags swayed, the tyrannical power of the law began to envelope the area of hundreds of miles.
When it comes to magical powers of the Dharma Realm, only the Yuanshi Dharma Realm solidified in the Taichu Demon Flag can be compared with Mo Sheli on Zhuang Wudao's side.
Although it cannot compete with this person's three immortal realms at the same time, it can reduce the pressure of many people participating in the battle to a minimum.
Mo Sheli raised his eyes and looked at the Yuanqi Celestial City.) Meng Niansheng, who was protected by the five spiritual barriers of Taixu Hunyuan, glanced at it, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
First, the three realms of law opened, and then he raised his hand and a five-color glow hit Meng Niansheng from a distance.
The momentum was not very powerful, but it decomposed and annihilated everything it came into contact with. The speed was also extremely fast, and Zhuang Wudao almost had no time to react. Fortunately, there was a Jinghai.
"Infinite Demon Buddha, thank you so much, fellow Taoist Ren, for helping me achieve enlightenment today! I will never forget this kindness and virtue."
Following the sound of the Buddha's name, a golden hand covering the sky suddenly rose up. At the last moment, it blocked the five-color glow, and then the golden magic hand was annihilated in an instant and dispersed into pure Yuanling.
Everyone looked around and saw that the person who took action was none other than Jinghai. The manipulator's eighteen-armed golden body of the demon dispersed the five-color brilliance.
Now that this person is able to take action, he has probably infected all the 30,000 demon cultivators in Xixin Temple!
At this time, Jinghai was stepping on the red lotus evil fire, with the Buddha's light lingering all over his body and the Buddha's will being pure.
If it were another situation, I'm afraid everyone would think that this was an enlightened monk, rather than a being who transformed his own soul into a heretic demon.
Jinghai raised his head and glanced at the broken golden hand and the arm that was still in annihilation. He couldn't help but admired,
"The peacock demon contains the Five Colors Sutra, and it is indeed well-deserved. The reputation of the demon governor has been heard in Jinghai for a long time."
But he took the initiative to cut off the remnants of the arm, blocking the annihilation and dispersion of the Demonic Golden Body. Then a moment later, as the Demonic Golden Body showed its figure, the eighteen arms returned to their original state.
The power of the golden body he used at this time was made from the souls and blood of the thirty thousand Buddha cultivators here, so Jinghai showed no mercy.
"But I can't just accept being a benefactor today. I have to give back something. In this battle, I have to go all out to avoid offending the devil."
The front ends of the eighteen giant golden hands instantly transformed into eighteen kinds of weapons. Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, laos, taos, sticks, sticks, sticks,
With all the crutches and crutches in hand, he headed towards Sheli and gathered his thorns at the same time. The momentum was overwhelming, almost not inferior to that of the Chongming Divine Bird.
Mo Sheli also didn't even look at it, didn't care at all, and still smiled coldly.
What is it? It’s just Ren Shanhe’s dog, and it’s worthy of barking in front of them! In his words, he seemed to really regard himself as a person.
With just a flick of his sleeves, there was a ball of five-color light thunder in the void, which bombarded down again. The power was nearly twice as powerful as Lihua Xianjun's Taixiao Chongming Yuhuadu Heavenly God Thunder. With one blow, the eighteen-armed golden body of the Heavenly Demon His entire head, as well as the upper half of his body, were completely blown apart.
Mo Sheli's gaze, however, never shifted in the slightest. From the beginning to the end, it was locked firmly on Ren Shanhe and Luo Qingyun.
From the beginning to the end, these two people were the only ones in Wanggan Mountain that made him truly feel in danger.
Among the three realms of law he possesses, he only has one, one grade, and five colors. However, at this time, it has been completely offset by the Yuanshi law domain in the Taichu Demonic Flag.
The other two sects and second-grade immortal realms, like the five heavenly kings, Xie Wanqing and others, have some ability to resist.
In particular, Ren Shanhe and Luo Qingyun were not affected by him at all. They both seemed to have the ability to avoid the suppression of the legal domain. The high quality of the two legal domains was also astonishing, and even surpassed him. superior.
Not only does he not care about the suppression of his legal domain, but he can also entangle and attack him, turning defense into offense.
There were four more refined and pure sword intentions that locked him tightly, making Mo Sheli's heart feel cold.