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Chapter 486: Demon King's Strength

The Demon King Wangyue said this, but little did he know that these words were exactly what Patriarch Meihuo wanted.

So he sneered and said:

"Little Wangyue, you are arrogant;

However, I have just advanced to the fifth level a few years ago, and I haven't even realized much of my magical powers before I dare to challenge me directly.

Do you know that even if the person here today is the Purple Man Demon King, he would not dare to say such a thing."

The Moon-Watching Demon King took half a step forward,

"I know that fellow Taoist Mishuo has lived for several years and is considered a senior in terms of age, but fellow Taoist, don't forget, whether you are among your human race or among our demon race, after all, you still have to live as a human being.

It's all about strength.

If the person here today is that fellow Taoist from the Yan family, I would naturally not dare to say such words, but you, fellow Taoist Meihuo..."

He said and laughed twice, the meaning of which was self-evident.

The two people's voices were not quiet, and even several golden elixir monks and fourth-level monsters heard their conversation.

The fourth-level demon beasts of the demon clan were fine, but several human golden elixirs suddenly felt that something was wrong after hearing this.

The ancestor of the Meihuo has a bad temper and thinks very highly of himself. He will never tolerate a demon king from the demon clan who bluntly says that he is inferior to the ancestor of the Yan family in front of so many people, even if this is true.

"The ancestor will definitely be angry!"

Several Jindan monks thought of it in unison.

And the ancestor of the ignorant fire did not disappoint them. Here, before Wangyue Demon King finished speaking, the next moment, the ancestor of the unknown fire had appeared in front of him. He saw that he was holding a pair of golden mace magic weapons, and his eyes were filled with anger.

Attacking the Moon-Watching Demon King

"Boy, I'm going to let you see how powerful I am today!"

The pair of golden maces in his hand were fifth-level, middle-grade magic weapons bought from Central China at a high price. This treasure had been with him for nearly two hundred years, but now it was the first time he used it to fight against the Demon King.

He turned his hand, and a layer of green flame suddenly appeared on the golden mace. The flame was extremely light in color, as if it would go out at any time.

However, it was this faint flame that suddenly gave Moon Moon Demon King a chill in his back, and he almost instinctively jumped back a thousand meters.

However, the furious Ancestor Meihuo refused to give in. He moved and rushed towards the Moon-Wang Demon King.

The flame on his golden mace is called "Soul-eating Spirit Fire". If an ordinary monk or demon clan is contaminated by it, the soul will be burned by it. The pain will be unbearable, and it will also affect the mind and consciousness.

It's said to be a killer move.

It can be said that this "soul-eating spiritual fire" is also one of the trump cards of the Master of Misunderstanding.

It had not been long since Wangyue Demon King had advanced to the level of Demon King, and his horizons had not yet been opened, so he naturally did not recognize this "soul-eating spiritual fire". The reason why he shrank away from the spiritual fire was just out of instinctive fear.

However, even so, as a fifth-level demon king, he will not be passively beaten all the time.

I saw his hands turned into wolf claws, the sharp claws emitting cold light, and then he turned into a ball of black light, like a ghost. After a few flashes, his figure blurred, and three identical black shadows appeared, one after another.

From different directions, take out the head, chest and back of Patriarch Muhuo.

The ancestor of the ignorant fire snorted coldly, and the true energy and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth continued to pour into the golden mace. In an instant, the "soul-eating spiritual fire" on the golden mace grew several times, and the soul-eating spiritual fire turned into a fire tornado.

Protect the Immortal Huo Zhenren in it.

The three black shadows were unable to dodge, and two of them collided directly with the soul-eating spirit fire, instantly turning into nothingness. However, the black shadow that went straight to the back of the ancestor of the blind fire was about to come into contact with the soul-eating spirit fire.

, but suddenly a cold light shot out!

The cold light was only a foot long, but it easily penetrated the defense of the soul-eating spirit fire. Ancestor Meihuo felt a pain in his heart, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out.

He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and he was indeed a man who had lived for many years. When he was injured, he flicked his sleeve and a spiritual talisman was attached to his body.

The Demon King Wangyue looked at the Ancestor Meihuo who was protected by another layer of red turtle shell, and secretly thought it was a pity.

If we take advantage of this old guy's negligence and kill him directly, then it will be much easier to capture this spiritual vein.

It's a pity that although this old guy doesn't have much ability or brains, he has a lot of good things in him. His hidden weapon that was honed with wolf claws couldn't kill him.

At this time, many monks on the battlefield were demoralized when they saw that Patriarch Meihuo and Wangyue Demon King were injured after fighting for only a moment, and the injuries were serious.

Even if the Nascent Soul Ancestor is seriously injured, he can still escape with his Nascent Soul, but if the Nascent Soul Ancestor is seriously injured, these minions will only die.

Everyone thought so, and the spiritual swords in their hands almost trembled.

Here, the ancestor of Misfire protected himself with a fifth-level defensive talisman, and quickly found a pill and drank it. Just as he continued to say something, a slightly older voice suddenly came.

Came over.

"Fellow Taoist Wangyue is really good at what he does, and his future life will be formidable!"

An old man in his sixties who looked like he was over fifty, dressed in red with flames embroidered on the red clothes, suddenly appeared high in the sky and said lightly.

"It's the ancestor of the Yan family!

He is the ancestor of the Yan family with the highest cultivation level in the entire Eastern Wasteland!"

Immediately someone said in surprise.

When the others heard his words, they became energetic.

With the two Nascent Soul Ancestors here, even if they were defeated, it wouldn't be too tragic.

When the Demon King Wangyue saw the ancestor of the Yan family coming, his face darkened.

He didn't even notice when this person came!

"Thank you, fellow Taoist Yan, for the compliment."

The Moon-Wang Demon King said this.

When the ancestor of the Yan family saw the arrival of the ancestor of the Yan family, the ancestor of the Meihuo felt a little embarrassed, so he thought about asking to continue competing with the Demon King Wangyue to prove his true strength. When the ancestor of the Yan family spoke again, the ancestor of the Yan family spoke again.

“Fellow Taoist Wangyue deserves this praise;

This battle was won by fellow Taoist Mochi Yue, and we, the human race, will no longer use the spiritual cannon on the warship to assist us in this battle."

The Moon-Watching Demon King felt relieved.

The ancestor of the ignorant fire was a little unconvinced, but thinking that if he opened his mouth to argue, he would lower his worth, he just snorted and returned to the large flying boat.

At the same time, on the other side, the square inside Maoxing Fortress was already empty.


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