"Moyou! You must have seen that Master Mozhuo was not here, so you decided to target us!" Moxu Ji said with a sinister look.
The triangular demon named Mo You grinned and said disdainfully: "So what if Mo Zhuo is here? I can still destroy him. Who does he think he is?"
Mo Xuji sneered: "If you are really not afraid of Lord Mo Zhuo! How come you were so frightened by Lord Mo Zhuo that you didn't even dare to say anything when you were in the city lord's palace of Burning Sky Star City?"
As soon as he said this, Mo Xuji and the nearly a hundred demon soldiers behind him laughed unscrupulously.
Mo You was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He stared at Mo Xuji with a murderous look and said, "What a sharp-tongued little bastard! I failed to teach you a lesson last time at the City Lord's Mansion. I don't think I will teach you all a lesson this time."
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As he spoke, Moyou's muscles bulged and he strode towards the Moxu Machine.
The rolling magic mist is like thick black water, lingering around Moyou, and the powerful magic power bursts out like a tide.
Mo Xuji sneered, and not to be outdone, he also rushed over.
Moyou's huge body, as thick as a mountain, was in sharp contrast to Moxuji's thin body.
Almost no one doubted that the moment the two collided, the thin body of the Demonic Virtual Machine would be smashed into pieces, leaving no trace behind.
Boom!
The two collided heavily, and bursts of explosive sounds filled the air. Circles of terrifying aura emerged from between the two people, sweeping out in all directions.
Click!
The ground suddenly collapsed, forming a huge crater hundreds of feet deep.
"You...you are already a low-level demon?"
Moyou groaned, and actually retreated continuously, all the way to the edge of the pit, looking at Moxuji in fear.
At this moment, the magic virtual machine is standing on the same spot, as stable as Mount Tai, standing erect.
Those cold eyes were full of terrifying murderous intent.
"Moyou! Do you really think we are easy to bully? Everyone, form a formation and kill them all!"
Mo Xuji shouted loudly and rushed towards Mo You at the head of the pack, with demonic energy pouring out of his body, looking very scary.
During this period of time, the Demonic Machine has devoured the hearts of many demons and made rapid progress.
You must know that the heart is where the essence of the demon lies, and the effect of devouring the heart is much better than devouring other parts.
Therefore, the demon virtual machine has reached the peak level of the lower demons and is extremely powerful.
Powerful and terrifying.
Although Moyou has made some progress, his improvement in strength is not huge, so it is not surprising that Moxuji catches up from behind.
Especially Mo You's men, there are not many left, and they are all defeated.
However, Moxuji's men were almost undamaged, and their respective strengths were stronger than before.
The moment the two parties fought, it was a one-sided situation. Moyou's side was completely suppressed by Moxuji's team.
Mo You watched his men fall one by one, his eyes were red, and a feeling of fear arose in his heart.
He really couldn't figure it out. Even though Mo Zhuo was gone, how could this team still be so strong without the centurion?
Especially the demon virtual machine, which is obviously just a small ordinary demon, still a minor demon, how can it grow so fast.
Within a few dozen breaths, all of Mo You's men were completely killed, leaving only Mo You as a polished commander.
Looking at the demon soldiers forming a formation around him, Mo You began to regret in his heart, why did he insist on robbing Mo Xuji and his team of things?
"Wait a minute! We are all soldiers of the demon. This time we should fight against the ancient gods with the same hatred! It is unfair for you to kill me!" Mo You said quickly.
"Don't worry! After killing you, you will become our nourishment and enhance our strength. We can also kill more ancient gods! This can be regarded as your contribution to the demon army! Accept your death with peace of mind!"
Mo Xuji grinned, took a step forward, and rushed towards Mo You first.
The numerous demonic armies surrounding him surrounded Moyou in an orderly manner and began to use tactics to consume Moyou's power.
In the end, Moyou was exhausted, and Moxuji found an opportunity, inserted a claw into his heart, and pulled out his heart.
"You...I am not willing to give in!"
Mo You stared at the cold-eyed Mo Xuji in front of him. After letting out an unwilling roar, his knees softened and he knelt heavily on the ground. He tilted his head and fell to the ground, completely losing his life.
"Long live Lord Virtual Machine!"
"Long live Lord Virtual Machine!"
"..."
Many demonic soldiers surrounded the demonic machine, and they all roared excitedly.
When the demon wanderer was preparing to bully them in the city lord's palace, they had no power to resist and could only watch as the former did whatever he wanted to them.
Now, this existence that they couldn't resist at first was actually killed by them.
All the demon soldiers present felt proud, and they worshiped the demon virtual machine even more.
"This is all the result of Master Mo Zhuo and has nothing to do with me!"
Mo Xuji's eyes were cold, and after swallowing Mo You's heart in one gulp, he continued: "Keep looking! We must find Lord Mo Zhuo!"
"yes!"
Many demon soldiers quickly agreed in unison, all of them with high morale.
Boom boom boom!
At this moment, the entire Jin Yunlong formation was shaken with earth-shaking tremors.
It was as if the sky and the earth were shattering at this moment. Everyone in the formation, whether they were the demon soldiers or the ancient gods, staggered and almost fell down due to the impact.
"what happened?"
Moxu Ji suddenly raised his head and looked behind the Jin Yunlong formation. The terrifying movement came from behind.
Not only the Demonic Machine, but the entire Heavenly Demon Army and even the Ancient Gods were alarmed by the huge movement behind the Jin Yunlong formation.
Boom boom boom!
The sound became louder and louder, as if the sky was falling apart and the sun and moon were losing light.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen, who was treating wounded soldiers in the camp on the other side of the moat, also heard this terrifying sound.
"what happened?"
Zhuo Wen looked up and looked outside, his face full of doubts.
Ma Yujie was standing not far from Zhuo Wen, with the same confused look on his face.
Seeing the noise getting louder and louder, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but ran out of the military camp and walked towards the tall city wall on the edge of the moat.
"This is……"
When Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the golden cloud dragon formation filled with endless golden clouds, his pupils shrank into needles.
From the front of the Jin Yunlong formation, an endless stream of magic mist that was no weaker than the golden cloud in the Jin Yunlong formation was seen pouring out.
This magical mist is becoming more and more viscous and dense, and it is faintly on par with the golden cloud.
"What the hell is this?"
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, looked around, and found that the other ancient gods also looked confused.
Suddenly, in the main hall in the center of the military camp, a terrifying momentum suddenly erupted.
I saw a petite figure sweeping out and appearing not far from Zhuo Wen, looking solemnly at the billowing magic mist in front of the Jin Yunlong formation...