At this moment, Mo Moda raised one hand and her arm began to grow black armor, as if she had opened the door that had been sealed in the dark for many years. A suffocating breath emanated.

Lu Xiaoding tilted his head and looked at him constantly changing, and suddenly said, "It smells so heavy, Xiao Mo, you are the first generation of demons."

When black armor appeared on the horn of the bun, Mo Moda looked at her sideways and smiled: "Yes, I can't count the generation of the little hearts of the year. You have to wait for me to come back here."

As he was speaking, the lightning that Long Zhentao transformed into had already crossed the bridge to him. The huge lightning crackled, causing both of them to float up.

Mo Moda smiled at Lu Xiaoding, looked forward, and punched Long Zhentao in the lightning.

boom!

Long Zhentao was knocked away, probably because Mo Moda controlled the direction of his fist, so he flew straight out and fell heavily into the Dragon Valley.

The punch was powerful. Even the rocks collapsed where Long Zhentao smashed down. A long crack appeared on the valley, which stretched until it stopped.

He fell into the Dragon Valley, but the beauty vines would not let go. The venom in their buds kept spewing out in the same direction, and bursts of hissing sounds were heard.

"Xiao Mo is so awesome, beat them hard!" Lu Xiaoding clapped his hands and smiled.

"Mahayana?" Tianyuanjun looked at Mo Moda in confusion. This guy's cultivation is indeed Mahayana, and he is already in the late stage.

But Mahayana monks would meet once every four hundred years, but he had never seen Mo Moda once. If it was to take over the body, they should know each other. To be honest, there was a strange aura on his body, which was a very heavy death aura.

If he didn't seem very energetic and had no sign of dying, he would have doubted whether he had refined a corpse.

The demon clan was reborn, and Tian Yuanjun also went to see Baifen from afar, but he did not find such an aura. But this person knocked Long Zhentao away, obviously because he wanted to get along with everyone.

"Damn it!" Long Zhentao shouted, flew out of the valley and fell to the ground. His body was stained with a lot of venom, and even Mahayana monks had their bodies corroded in some areas.

There are several places where he accidentally touched when he was knocked down and his flesh rotted, revealing the bones below.

But he was not Shen Mo who had bad luck in the fusion period, and could be made like that by the Beauty Vine. Thunder skills and strong body made him suffer a little damage and his life was not worrying.

Long Zhentao took some pills, stared at Mo Moda and gritted his teeth and asked, "How is that possible? Last time you were not a Mahayana monk!"

He was very shocked. When he met last time, he was obviously a person in the late stage of the fusion, but he turned out like this. If he could control his cultivation freely, it would be a time when he could not get back to the fusion stage and no longer had to worry about spiritual power.

Mo Moda seemed to be trying to get angry on purpose, stretched out her hand and stroked her hair, then raised her head and smiled, "I can control my cultivation at will. If I want to be integrated, I can naturally do it if I want to be integrated."

"How did you do it!" Not only Long Zhentao, but even the Nine Yang Demon King blurted out and asked. Tian Yuanjun wanted to ask but didn't say it. He couldn't afford to lose his face, but it didn't matter if he listened.

Mo Moda shrugged and asked back, "You are all going to die, what's the point of asking?"

"You're the only one?" Tian Yuanjun snorted coldly. Everyone's cultivation was almost the same. He dared to speak out. I really don't know where the guy came from.

The Nine Yang Demon King thought to himself, "Who are you? You are not a human race or a demon race, where are you standing?"

This person is standing with the demon queen. He said he wanted to cooperate a few days ago, but now he looks like this. What are the ideas he is making!

Mo Moda glanced at the Nine Yang Demon King and said seriously: "Of course, I am standing on the side of the demon clan, otherwise I would not save the demon army. Nine Yang Demon King, you suddenly stopped taking action just now. Do you want to work with these human races, fight for a few times and go back, throw the demon army to the human race and kill it?"

Before the Nine Yang Demon King dies, it is OK to use him for a while.

"I only obey the Demon Queen. The monks in the city have been controlled by us, and no one can escape for the time being. As long as these two people are killed, I can refine all the monks in the city into pills." After a pause, he stretched out his hand and said friendly: "We can divide these pills equally."

Tian Yuanjun looked at the Nine Yang Demon King, and was obviously ready to stop and retreat, but now he was about to be moved by that person again.

He said coldly: "Nine Yang Demon King, it seems that you don't know them. Then why is this thunder beast that they snatched away from you? Be careful not to be fooled."

"I don't need to talk too much, I have my own sense of justice." The Nine Yang Demon King shouted angrily. These guys are not good people, and no one can believe them.

Lu Xiaoding stood beside him and didn't say anything. Now he finally yawned and said impatiently: "Why do you say so much? You can send them over to me by a candle."

"Okay." The canvas responded, and the vines drilled out from the ground, flew directly over the Dragon Valley, and built a bridge made of vines above. He smiled proudly and said, "At the critical moment, I still have to rely on me."

Mo Moda could easily pass over, and now she looked like she was not good, just to attract them to come and put them in. Then she would throw them down and get stuck for a while, and make a half-dead.

"Nine Yang Demon King, the demon clan is watching you!" He shouted suddenly, and his whole body slid along the vine, and the Thunder Beast King also turned into lightning and followed closely behind.

The canvas quickly shouted: "Be careful with your lightning, don't power me too!"

"Go to death!" Long Zhentao hated Lu Xiaoding and the others. Seeing that he was about to rush over, he jumped into the air and had an exquisite short stick in his hand.

The short stick waved in his hand and lightning flashed. He held one end in his hand, and the lightning on the other end concentrated, and the purple light turned dazzling white.

Just as Long Zhentao was about to attack Mo Moda, the Thunder Beast King rushed over from behind, rushed towards him with lightning and lightning all over his body, and roared loudly, "You are my prey, I want to avenge blood and hate!"

"Get out of here, don't block me!" Long Zhentao's hatred for Mo Moda was not inferior to the hatred of the Thunder Beast King for him. Seeing that the ignorant thunder beast rushed to hinder him, he became even more angry and beat the short stick in his hand to it.

Mo Moda stood on the vine and stopped above the Dragon Valley. Looking at the Nine Yang Demon King, he said only, "I also use fists, but you are much weaker than me."

The Nine Yang Demon King is the demon with the strongest physical defense and the strongest fists among the demon clan. Now, when Mo Moda, who has a face that looks tens of thousands of times better than him, he immediately shouted in anger: "What did you say!"

"Then let's compare. Let's see who beat him to death first. The one who loses will be the other party's follower." Mo Moda pointed at Tianyuanjun disapprovingly and said.

"Okay!" The Nine Yang Demon King roared with a fierce anger. The name of the strongest war king of the demon clan must not be underestimated.

"You guys, all of you, die!" Tian Yuanjun, who has always been deserted and unmoved by ordinary things, felt a huge humiliation.

He held the sword and pointed at the sky, and the light flew into the air from the tip of the sword, turned into a sword rain and fell down

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