Mo Wen roared like a wild beast from his throat, and his figure disappeared instantly, turning into a black light and rushing out towards Hei Wuhen.
Wherever it passed, the space was slightly distorted, leaving behind a terrifying deep trace of demonic energy. Trees within a hundred miles withered instantly and lost their vitality. Countless creatures were contaminated by the demonic energy and turned into monsters.
"Crazy, crazy! Absolutely crazy!"
Hei Wuhen let out a sharp roar.
In his opinion, his own life is undoubtedly the most important thing. This bald donkey actually went to the extent of being completely demonized in order to cover Xiao Long's retreat. How could there be such a lunatic!
"Bang!"
The next moment, Mo Wen flashed out and slashed down with a sickle. Hei Wuhen grabbed it in the air and tore the space completely apart. The knife slashed directly into the void.
"laugh!"
But a small amount of demonic energy still spilled onto his body, corroding a large area of flesh and blood.
"Magic Explosive Spirit Finger!"
Although Mo Wen lost consciousness, he had mastered the magic arts and martial arts at his fingertips. With a finger, the space collapsed into a black hole, turning into a terrifying black light hundreds of feet wide, which shot towards Hei Wuhen like lightning.
"The Ten Thousand Poison Sky Curtains!"
Thousands of poisonous insects surged out of Hei Wuhen's body, forming a thousand-foot thick poison barrier in front of him, like an unbreakable solid wall.
Then, that terrifying black light suddenly shot onto the Ten Thousand Poison Sky Curtain.
"boom!"
The moment the two came into contact, the poisonous sky was shattered, and most of the poisonous insects inside died in an instant, emitting bursts of fishy stench.
The surviving poisonous insects were all contaminated with demonic energy, turned into madmen, started killing each other, and even started biting Hei Wuhen.
The Demonic Explosive Spirit Finger penetrated the Ten Thousand Poison Sky Curtain without losing its remaining power, directly punching a deep hole in Hei Wuhen's chest.
"Crazy, crazy! I won't play with you anymore!"
Hei Wuhen turned around and was about to leave.
Magic light flashed in the void, and Mo Wen appeared above him. A huge sickle was chopped down, and even the space was pulled out with a deep mark. The sun and moon were dimmed, and the world was instantly plunged into darkness.
Hei Wuhen's pupils shrank, the nerves all over his body tensed together, and he quickly made several handprints.
"Bloodworm substitute!"
"Tsk!"
Cut down with the death scythe!
Hei Wuhen's expression was frozen there, motionless, like a stone sculpture.
After a while, a black mark appeared on the top of his head, and the mark grew longer and longer, extending all the way to his abdomen.
One knife, two cuts!
Hei Wuhen's eyes were lifeless, his breath was gone, his body was broken into two parts from the middle, and the monstrous evil energy spread out from the fracture.
But the strange thing is that no blood flowed out at all.
"Crash!" Suddenly, Hei Wuhen's broken body collapsed and turned into countless densely packed black poisonous insects. The poisonous insects contaminated by the demonic energy became crazy and bloodthirsty, biting each other.
In the distant void, Hei Wuhen's figure slowly emerged, but his face was slightly pale, and his heart felt like a stormy sea, and his chest kept rising and falling.
"What kind of monster is this? The first-level king is actually more powerful than the peak king. If I hadn't been promoted to half-saint, I would have been left behind by you!"
As he spoke, Hei Wuhen was making magic spells. His handprints changed rapidly, and terrifying fluctuations came from the handprints.
Mo Wen turned his head and locked his deep gaze on him.
With just one look, Hei Wuhen saw the abyss of hell, as if countless demons were rushing toward him.
Hei Wuhen bit the tip of his tongue to wake himself up, then spit out a large mouthful of blood and drew a bloody rune in the void.
"boom!"
Mo Wen rushed toward him, holding the death sickle in his hand high again, about to chop it down with one blow.
"Mo Jiuyou, I admit that you are very powerful now, but you are just a murderous madman. If you can have this kind of strength in your waking state, I really am no match for you."
"It's a pity that no matter how strong you are, you are only a respected king. If you don't reach the realm of the Holy King, you won't be able to travel through the void!"
"I'll leave first, you stay and slowly go crazy!"
Hei Wuhen patted the void, and the bloody rune blended in, and a deep passage appeared in the space.
Hei Wuhen jumped in and the space passage slowly closed.
Mo Wen pointed his finger in the distance, and a demonic mark cut through the void and shot directly into Hei Wuhen's body.
Then, the space channel completely closed and disappeared.
"What is this!" In the messy space passage, Hei Wuhen could feel that a mark of demonic energy was right at his Dantian, motionless.
"Erase it!"
The poisonous insects in the body swarmed over, and the mark was like brown sugar. It couldn't be removed no matter what, but it had no side effects, it was just imprinted there.
Hei Wuhen didn't know what this was, so he shook his head and prepared to go back to the Black Witch Cult to find a way to deal with it.
"Xiao Chen, if you want to run away, let me see where you can go."
Hei Wuhen sensed the mark left on Xiao Long's body and slowly searched for the coordinates in the void.
At this moment, Xiao Long, with the blessing of Xiao Bai and the Law of Time, had arrived at the Lake of Death. His eyes were fixed on the teleportation array and he quickly rushed over there.
As long as he teleports to Canghai Academy, he doesn't believe that Hei Wuhen will cross the Lake of Death.
Sudden!
"Buzz!"
The space in front of the teleportation array began to distort, and then, a black hole in space appeared.
From the black hole, the pale-faced Hei Wuhen stepped out, with a trace of sneer like a cat playing with a mouse in his cold pupils.
Xiao Long's face immediately darkened.
"Xiao Chen, I knew you would escape here. I can guess your thoughts clearly."
Hei Wuhen looked at the dragon in front of him and said with interest: "Dragon? Or snake? I don't know. When I catch you, everything will be revealed!"
Hei Wuhen stretched out his palm and grabbed at Xiao Long at an incredibly terrifying speed.
"Brother Xiao, I'll cover you, run away!" Xiaobai's voice rang in his ears.
"Come back!" Xiao Long couldn't help but say, and took Xiaobai into the inner world.
Xiao Long knew it in his heart.
This situation is the most critical situation he has faced since his rebirth. If he makes the wrong choice, he may lose his life.
He didn't know where Mo Ying's two direct disciples, Xiao Canghai, were, or who might suddenly appear to save him. He didn't know who he could rely on.
Xiao Long suddenly showed a bitter smile, seeming helpless and relieved.
"In my entire life, Xiao Long, I will never count on assistance that may appear out of thin air. Any chance of survival can only be fought for by myself."
"Xiao Bai, I'm sorry. If you make the wrong choice this time, Brother Xiao will make it up to you in the next life!"
Xiao Long looked at the Lake of Death next to him, a look of determination flashed in his eyes.
The Lake of Death can swallow souls. As long as any living thing comes close, it will die. It is said that even half-saints died in it.
"Demon Blood Escape!"
"Whoosh!" Xiao Long's figure instantly disappeared on the spot, turned into a streak of blood, and rushed into the nearby Lake of Death...