The endless demonic energy attacks indiscriminately like a knife, covering the entire Demon-Conquering Island.
The immortals had to rely on magic weapons to defend themselves.
But the demonic energy was beyond imagination.
All the defensive weapons in their hands were shattered, and several people were killed in an instant.
Although the others were not killed, their bodies were pierced by demonic energy and they lost their fighting ability on the spot.
Mo Jiu's self-destruction blow was a decisive blow.
If the Demon-Conquering Island wasn't a treasure, it would probably have been sunk directly.
"Cough cough cough..."
Among the smoke and dust.
Mo Jiu looked extremely embarrassed.
One of his arms evaporated, half of his body was full of holes, his wings were broken long ago, and one of the horns on his head was broken.
In such a state, it is still much stronger than the human race.
The human race of immortal cultivators was almost completely wiped out, with only a few masters left alive.
Although he is still alive, he may die at some point.
They were too badly injured to fight.
"Human immortal cultivators are nothing more than that."
Mo Jiu still looked domineering.
With one enemy against many, he was able to fight fiercely with so many talented people and still lose both sides, which is enough to be proud of.
"Not elegant, not elegant at all."
Le Changsheng didn't seem to show any signs of injury.
He stepped on the white clouds and landed here, looking at Mo Jiu who looked horrified.
"You're okay!"
Mo Jiu couldn't believe it.
In such a small range, Le Changsheng was completely fine when he erupted that level of demonic energy.
"Your indiscriminate attack is completely untargeted and is easy to defend against."
Le Changsheng was dressed in white and looked out of place on this smoke-filled battlefield.
"Okay, next, I'll let you experience what a targeted attack is."
Mo Jiu tightened the big magic knife in his hand.
Although the magic energy was severely consumed, this did not hinder his fighting spirit.
"No, no, no, I don't want to fight you."
Le Changsheng waved his hand to express his refusal.
When these words came out, not only Mo Jiu was surprised, but also the other immortal cultivators, Monk Zhang Er, was confused.
"Le Changsheng, what are you doing? He is a demon and a thousand-year enemy of our human race. If you don't kill him, you will be judged by the imperial capital."
Cangsong coughed up blood and looked seriously injured.
He was the closest to Mo Jiu just now, so the so-called targeted attacks were all aimed at him.
"Judgement in the Imperial Capital!" Le Changsheng shook his head, "The Imperial Capital will always be worthy of judging me, Changsheng Mountain. It's ridiculous."
The words came out.
There was silence.
Including the old antiques in the void.
Although the Eastern Region is under the rule of the Imperial Capital, there are some forces that do not want to be controlled by the Imperial Capital at all, and Changsheng Mountain is one of them.
"Since you don't want to fight, just get out of the way and don't stop me from tearing them apart."
Mo Jiu didn't appreciate it at all. His nose and face were bruised and swollen after being beaten, and he was trying to pretend to be fat.
"Mo Jiu, I'm afraid I won't be able to do what you want in this matter!"
Martial arts came carelessly at this time.
Good guy.
With all the excitement you just had, it's finally my turn to take action.
When Mo Jiu saw the martial arts intact, his mood suddenly exploded.
Among the whole audience, what bothered him the most was the martial arts competition, which was as smelly and hard as the stones in the latrine.
"Crack, rattling..."
Martial Arts moved his shoulders, disappeared from the place with a bang, and appeared in front of Mo Jiu in an instant.
Mo Jiu was at the end of his strength, and the successive battles had left him extremely exhausted.
At this moment, facing the martial arts, he had no room to fight back. He was pushed to the ground and beaten violently.
"Not suitable for children!"
Le Changsheng turned his head and couldn't bear to look.
Mo Jiu was pinned to the ground and ravaged by martial arts.
five minutes later.
Mo Jiu was dying, and his other arm was torn apart by martial arts forcefully.
The blood stained the ground red, which looked shocking.
"You think you win, no, no one can beat me, it's impossible."
A red light suddenly flashed in Mo Jiu's eyes.
"Rumble..."
There was a shock on Fumo Island, and Mo Jiu was going to activate the final killer weapon, Fumo Island, to shock everyone here to death.
Wu Dao quickly retreated, not daring to get close to Mo Jiu.
"We are all going to die, you are all going to die, hahaha..."
Mo Jiu laughed wildly, but the sound stopped.
"Whoosh..."
A eight-foot-long fire-tipped spear, burning with purple flames, was firmly fixed on Mo Jiu's dantian, directly fixing Mo Jiu on the ground.
The whole audience was dumbfounded.
Look at the source of the Zhangba Fire Spear.
Red Owl's whole body was burning with purple flames, looking particularly strange.
No one expected that Chi Xiao would save Mo Jiu until the very end and kill Mo Jiu with one shot.
"call……"
Chi Xiao let out a long breath.
She had just taken a colorless elixir given to her by Zheng Tuo, and her injuries had recovered somewhat, her body's spiritual energy was surging, and most of her combat effectiveness had been restored.
"Not bad, not bad." Zheng Tuo nodded in secret.
"As expected of a woman who has been with me for a long time, she knows how to keep a backup plan in order to kill."
Zheng Tuo nodded.
Highly praise Red Owl for suddenly having a brain.
Chi Xiao raised his hand to recall the Zhangba Fire Spear and strode towards Mo Jiu, preparing for the final kill.
Sudden!
An almost broken shout came.
"Let go of that Mojiu and let me do it."
On the battlefield, a person appeared out of thin air.
This man is thin, wearing a mask of laughter and laughter, and is wearing a black robe, making him look particularly mysterious.
"Faceless!"
Poison King recognized this person immediately.
It was the puppet master who became famous in the Tomb of Immortals, Faceless, who was ranked seventh on the Dragon List.
at the same time.
He quickly touched his Qiankun bag.
It wasn't until he remembered that the spiritual objects in the Qiankun Bag had been transferred away that he breathed a sigh of relief.
Say it!
The grandson of Wu Mian appeared at this time, how dare he not do it!
Everyone had the same idea.
Although they have never met Faceless, there are many legends about this person.
Moreover, everyone fought against Mo Jiu one after another, and the fight was so dark that the sun and the moon lost all light. They fought desperately to severely injure Mo Jiu.
In the end, Chi Xiao destroyed the Nine Seas of Demonic Qi with one shot.
Seeing that Mo Jiu is just a corpse, appearing at this time, it’s so damn good to pick it up!
The expressions of the immortal cultivators were strange.
Chi Xiao knew that Wu Mian was Zheng Tuo.
Then...she decisively covered her chest, looking like I was holding on just now, and chose to retreat.
The remaining immediate combat forces on the field are Le Changsheng and Martial Arts.
The two looked at each other.
He had no intention of blocking him.
Zheng Tuo said nothing.
Raise your hand.
Shoot out twelve rays of light.
Twelve rays of light collided with each other in the air, and then formed a huge Nian beast.
"Every year..."
Nian Beast made a strange cry from its mouth, and its strength was around the Qi Sea stage.
"mean!"
Seeing the Nian beast appearing, Mo Jiu couldn't help but curse.
There was someone who was hiding and didn't notice it, but came out to attack him at this time.
Zheng Tuo was too lazy to talk nonsense to Mo Jiu and waved directly.
The Nian beast opened its mouth and suddenly spit out a stream of flames, shooting towards Mo Jiu.
The Demonic Nine Sea of Qi was broken, and it was no longer able to resist.
On the contrary, the Great Demon Sword and the Demon Swallowing Plate were actively protecting him at this moment, blocking him in front of him.
The flames came and collided with the two with a bang.
