"Haha!" Mo Yundi's maniacal laughter broke the silence. His expression was extremely ferocious, he looked straight at Chu Yiliu and said ferociously: "You brat, you are dead this time!"
Before, Chu Yiyiyi taught Wu Yan and his son a lesson. Now that both father and son have caught up, how can they let Chu Yiyiyi go!
"Shut up!" Mo Yunlong shouted angrily and glared at Mo Yundi fiercely. The more he looked at Mo Yundi, the more angry he became. The Mo Yun family actually gave birth to such a thing, which was simply an insult to the family!
Moyundi snorted and didn't take it seriously at all. He just laughed maniacally.
"Very good, you did the right thing. When they are all defeated by the Eastern Wilderness Spirit Clan, and then you support the Moyun Sect and preserve the blood and fire for the Moyun Sect, future generations will regard you as a legend." Qingyan
Suanni's charming voice sounded in his mind.
"I am a legend, I am a legend!" Mo Yundi murmured to himself.
All shame and any trace of regret were thrown away.
He stared straight into the air, hoping that Wu Yan and his son could capture Chu Yiliu and the others as soon as possible.
Chu Liuliu stood quietly in the air and looked at Wu Yan.
Wu Yan also looked at him, with a teasing look in his eyes. Now, he is no longer the Wu Yan before, but he is half of the noble Eastern Wilderness Spirit Clan bloodline!
"Run, why did you stop running all of a sudden?" Wu Yan's cold and piercing voice sounded, full of sarcasm.
It has to be said that Chu Yiliu and others were running around, causing him to waste a lot of time, which caused Lord Huangwu to be extremely dissatisfied.
"If you can't deal with just a few remnants, then you are not worthy of possessing my noble bloodline!" Master Huangwu's majestic voice kept echoing in his mind.
Wu Yan was horrified. He must retain this half of his noble bloodline, and he must capture the four first-class people from Chu.
However, with Chu's first-rate skills, he wanted to hide. How could he catch him? Just when Wu Yan was about to run away, Mo Yundi lit the spiritual incense and helped him a lot.
Having been against the Eastern Wilderness Spiritual Clan for so long, Mo Yundi also knows a lot about the Eastern Wilderness Spiritual Clan, so he knows how to light the spiritual incense.
At first, Wu Yan was a little surprised as to why Moyundi would suddenly switch sides, but now he understood that Lord Desolate's noble bloodline was what every humble human race wanted to possess.
"Run?" Mo Yunlong sneered: "Why run? Have you, father and son, forgotten the pain a few days ago?"
There was a teasing look in his eyes.
"Shut up!" Wu Yan's face instantly became extremely ugly, and he said angrily: "This young master is of the noble Eastern Wilderness Spirit Clan bloodline and has nothing to do with this human race!"
He roared fiercely, which shocked everyone. Dong Dong lowered his head deeply.
Mo Yunlong looked surprised. Wu Yan was angry not because of their provocation, but because... they had tarnished Wu Yan's bloodline?
What a crazy guy!
"So that's it. Master Wu, you really gave birth to a good son. Haha." Mo Yunlong laughed.
laugh?
**Dong couldn't laugh. These days, he felt like he was in purgatory. Wu Yan couldn't find Chu Yiliu and others, and turned all his anger on them.
Human race, humble, inferior...these words kept coming out of Wu Yan's mouth, making **Dong feel numb.
"I said, shut up!" Wu Yan looked crazy. This guy actually dared to mention his shameful past. Immediately, a pillar of spiritual light fell from the sky and enveloped Mo Yunlong.
The violent mental power was extremely overbearing, making Mo Yunlong's expression extremely ferocious. There were many phantoms all over his body, and countless strange phenomena emerged.
roar...
A thundering roar sounded, and the Dharma-like Cloud-Swallowing Beast emerged, its overbearing spiritual energy roaring and crushing Wu Yan. Mo Yunlong's eyes were red, Wu Yan was frantically attacking his sea of consciousness, and he couldn't just catch him!
The pure spiritual energy wave spread out and blasted towards Wu Yan.
Wu Yan showed contempt and sneered: "The humble human race, feel the fear of being an ant in front of the powerful Eastern Wilderness Spirit Race."
boom...
After the spiritual energy blast, Wu Yan's figure disappeared like a wave. He laughed loudly, filling all directions. Countless phantoms emerged around Mo Yunlong, and it was impossible to determine which one was real.
"Haha, Mo Yunlong, you are no longer worthy of being my opponent!" Wu Yan laughed ferociously, "I have Lord Huangwu's noble bloodline, haha."
He was laughing hysterically and wildly.
ah!
Mo Yunlong held his head, roaring crazily, and dazzling auras erupted all over his body. The cloud-swallowing beast crazily devoured the auras from all directions, and then spurted them out continuously. The towering ancient trees around him fell in response. The auras in the entire sky were in chaos.
However, he didn't even touch the corner of Wu Yan's clothes.
"Haha, ants, ridiculous ants!" Wu Yan laughed loudly, but his attack actually fell on Mo Yunlong.
Mo Yunlong almost collapsed.
Mo Yundi, who fell to the ground, was even more horrified and expectant. He was shocked that Wu Yan's strength would suddenly become so strong. Even his eldest brother Mo Yunlong was no match for him. What he expected was that if he surrendered to Master Huangwu, he would definitely be able to do so.
Can master more powerful power.
After all, he is a direct descendant of the Moyun clan, and he is countless times more noble than a trash like Wu Yan.
Incomparable longing surged in his heart, and he ignored his sympathy for Mo Yunlong.
"If you have the ability, come out and fight me head-on!" Mo Yunlong roared angrily, with veins popping up on his face, as if his head was about to explode.
"Hahaha...haha..."
The only response to him was Wu Yan's ruthless laughter.
"You can't even find me, and you still want to fight me head-on. Are you worthy?" An unceremonious taunt pierced the moonlit night.
Bang...
With a muffled groan, Wu Yan's laughter stopped abruptly.
His face was extremely ugly, and he roared sternly: "Who dares to sneak attack on me!"
He held the back of his head with his left hand, and a fist-sized clod of soil hit his head, causing a blood bag the size of a walnut to appear. It was black and purple, and the pain was so painful that he almost shed tears.
The one who took action was none other than Chu Yiliu!
Chu Yiliu held his hands and stood on the treetop, looking at Wu Yan calmly, asking this guy to pretend again... Humph!
He deliberately threw a clod of soil. Firstly, the clod itself has no aura and is not easily perceived by spiritual power. Which monk would attack with a clod of soil? Secondly, it is very humiliating.
Wu Yan's eyes were red and he wanted to tear him to pieces immediately.
"You humble ant, are you in a hurry to die? If you dare to tarnish my noble body, I will let you die without a burial!" he roared sternly.
roar...
The roar was instantly interrupted by a sudden roar, and the swallowing cloud beast sprayed out a huge spiritual ball towards him.
boom...
Wu Yan was blasted out again, breaking more than a dozen trees and hanging on the branches, looking extremely embarrassed.
"Yan...er." Dong Dong showed an unbearable expression. After all, he was his biological son, and he felt uncomfortable seeing being beaten like this.
As he spoke, auras of light overflowed from the top of **Dong's head, and the Xuanyuan Turtle appeared. The turtles rotated rapidly in mid-air, and the auras became sharper and sharper, like a flying saucer shooting towards Mo Yunlong.
boom...
The Xuanyuan Turtle and the Swallowing Cloud Beast clashed with each other, the auras blazing wildly. Mo Yunlong was blasted away, the blood in his chest surged, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.
"Go away!" Wu Yan's voice suddenly sounded behind Dong Dong, and he cursed angrily: "Old man, do you need to intervene in this young master's hunting period?"
He felt that **Dong's help was an insult to his noble bloodline. He was of noble bloodline from the Eastern Wilderness Spiritual Clan, so why did he need help from the humble human race?
He disdains!
**Dong murmured, took a deep look at Yan'er, and stepped back.
Wu Yan stood in the air, five colors of light emerged from his body, his index finger moved from Mo Yunlong's body to Chu Yiliu's body, and said coldly: "You... are all going to die!"
roar...
A shrill roar sounded, and countless five-color lights and shadows instantly shot out from behind Wu Yan. The lights and shadows scattered in all directions, shooting towards Chu Yiyiliu, Mo Yunlong and others.
The scattered light and shadow were filled with terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations, causing all the spirit slaves to suffer. Mo Yundi, who was watching, was even more shocked: It's too strong, it's too strong, this guy can actually fight two with one!
He is even more looking forward to the powerful power of the Eastern Wilderness Spiritual Clan. In order to obtain this power, what if he sells his family and his own soul?
boom...
A ray of light and shadow struck in front of Moyundi, knocking him over in an instant, spinning him more than a dozen times, and hitting the ground heavily, waking him up from his daydream.
Mo Yunlong struggled in countless lights and shadows, and the Cloud Swallowing Beast roared crazily, but the light and shadow of tangible and intangible spiritual power had no effect at all.
Chu Yiliu's eyes moved slightly, and his figure bounced from the treetop. The Demon King's Eyes instantly appeared, and the dark black light shone, killing all the lights and shadows that rushed towards him.
Boom boom boom...
The light and shadow exploded into clusters of five-color auras, which dispersed.
However, Wu Yan was still roaring, and the light and shadow became more and more domineering and dense. Mo Yunlong's shrill screams became more and more painful, and his face was bloodshot and turned purple-black.
"Leave this to me, and you will help me from the side!" Chu Yiyi's voice sounded slowly. He held the Eastern Spiritual Bone in his hand, and a faint light emerged, vaguely able to communicate with the moonlight.
The Demon King's pupils instantly emitted a dazzling light, tearing out a passage in the diffuse light and shadow, reaching straight into Wu Yan's eyes.
"Look at me, look into my eyes!"
Deep roars rang out in Wu Yan's sea of consciousness. He motioned to look at the Demon King's pupils. In those pupils, he saw despair and death.
He was scared.
The light and shadow all around wavered.
Bang...
Mo Yunlong on the side had a solemn look on his face and roared at Wu Yan with spiritual energy again. Wu Yan screamed and vomited blood.
**Dong looked on and was extremely worried. He almost wanted to step out, but he held it back. He was worried that Wu Yan would accuse him of meddling in other people's business.
However, after all, he is his biological son, who would dare to die without saving him?
"What are you doing here, you guys?" Wu Yan roared angrily, glaring ferociously at **Dong and the others, "Why don't you give it to me!"
It's time for his noble bloodline to bow its head...