At the edge of the demon sealing monument, Mo Qingwu, a Scorpio in the war with King Shura Ziyou, suddenly turned his attention to the center of the demon sealing monument, and a palm that seemed to be the hand of a God and a devil grabbed it towards Shen Lang.
Shen Lang, who had already expected this move, immediately sacrificed nine holy stripe pillars.
When the pressure was like a mountain, and the huge palm had not yet arrived, the nine holy stripe columns moved quickly and burst out thousands of light. With a bang, they sank into the ground and disappeared without a trace!
Mo Qingwu''s claws dug a hole up to 100 meters deep in the area that was originally the main hall. However, Shajing and others, together with the boundary that trapped the king Nara, completely disappeared under the cover of his mind!
"There can''t be such a thing!" Mo Qingwu showed an unbelievable look.
Almost at the same time, taking advantage of Mo Qingwu''s distraction, King Ziyou of Shura turned sharply and moved quietly behind Mo Qingwu like a ghost.
The palm with the breath of death is silently printed on Mo Qingwu''s back!
"Fierce!"
Mo Qingwu''s mouth sent out a heart rending animal roar, and his right elbow blew out towards the back. It was as fast as electricity!
In the face of Mo Qingwu''s fast and ruthless attack, King Ziyou of Shura, who had been ready early in the morning, kept his face unchanged, his wrist slightly bent, and his long sword stood in front of him like a shield.
The next moment, Mo Qingwu''s elbow is right in the body of the long sword!
A dazzling light burst out from between them, and a creepy and terrible energy gushed around them!
Xiuluo Wang Ziyou and Scorpio Mo Qingwu both gave a dull hum, and their bodies quickly fell and flew out in both directions!
When Mo Qingwu was still in the air, his body suddenly became bigger and turned into a dark red scorpion with a length of 100 feet!
The huge scorpion fell to the ground with a bang, and a huge pit came out. The scorpion''s bloodthirsty eyes in the center of the pit stared at the Shura King Ziyou in the air with hatred.
"Undead seal! How dare you use undead seal when you are seriously injured?"
An ugly sound like the friction of gold and iron came out of the scorpion''s mouth.
Faintly, you can see a breath of death winding around the huge scorpion, which is difficult to get rid of.
Ziyou, the Shura king in the air, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, sneered and said, "why don''t you dare? The most straightforward way to kill is to kill yourself, so you lost."
"Now you''ve been hit by my move. If you don''t die, you can''t die. Even if your master candle dragon comes, there''s no way, hum!"
Mo Qingwu''s huge head suddenly shook: "you hurt my elbow and urged the undead seal method when you were seriously injured. Your body was also bitten by the power of the undead seal method. It''s not much better!"
The Shura King smiled calmly: "fool, I was bitten by the power of the undead seal. I encountered it countless times when I first began to practice. What is this record now?"
"What a deep calculation! King Ziyou of Shura deserves his reputation!" the red light in the scorpion''s eyes on the ground burst and roared.
Mo Qingwu, who had the upper hand, saw that he had lost the trace of King Nara and was hit by the immortal seal method of King Shura, which had sprouted fear.
Originally, when King Shura was seriously injured, he was not his enemy at all, but he was always fighting and wanted to entangle him.
But now
The previous confrontation seemed to be evenly divided, but the undead seal method was very important. It almost ignored the physical defense, penetrated the defense of his armor and shell, and directly penetrated into his body.
At this time, the spirit in Mo Qingwu''s body and the Demon power in his whole body have burned up. If he uses the Demon power recklessly, he will only die faster.
The king Shura, however, took off most of his counterattack power through the resistance of his long sword and armor.
Now their physical condition is basically half weight!
The most important thing is that the sealed Nara King disappeared together with the border. It''s incredible that he can''t find his trace within 500 miles
At the same time, there are zombies who don''t know where they come from.
"What shall we do, my lord?"
All the five strong people in Huangwu gathered around Mo Qingwu.
With a flash of light and shadow outside the giant scorpion, it returned to human shape.
Mo Qingwu covered his chest with one hand and stared coldly at the Shura King Ziyou in the air.
Although we have lost both sides, at present, our own side still has an advantage.
At least five strong people in Huangwu territory are enough to crush each other''s two people.
But the problem is that Mo Qingwu doesn''t want to fight any more. If he doesn''t die, he will die without the king of Shura!
Although the task is important, it''s important to keep your life!
Thinking of this, Mo Qingwu sneered and said, "let''s go!"
As soon as the sleeve robe was thrown, a dark force coerced the five strong people in the imperial martial arts realm, and disappeared on the spot with the five people.
When Mo Qingwu disappeared, Ziyou, the king of Shura, who was gracefully wiping the long sword in his hand, suddenly ejected blood!
"Are you all right, my lord?"
Feng Han and Liu Haojia hurried forward to hold him.
Ziyou looked miserable, glanced at the bottom, coughed twice, pointed three fingers at himself, and said, "you two go back with me to help me heal."
Liu Haojia was stunned: "then... What about Lord Luo and Yanbing?"
Ziyou glanced at the deep pit below, released a strange color in her eyes and said, "you may not count the nine holy stripe pillars, but I heard an old guy mention it... This is something in our God of war hall!"
"What! Is the young man below the hall of our God of war?" Liu Haojia was surprised.
Feng Han pondered for a moment and said, "can you say that the boy is the descendant of the five color flag? Our God of war hall is now scattered everywhere. Except for the eight heavenly kings, there is only the five color flag more mysterious than the eight heavenly kings..."
Shura King Ziyou shook his head and said, "we can''t be sure, but even Mo Qingwu and I can hide it. This person''s means are absolutely earth penetrating. Maybe there''s hope to save reincarnation... Cough... Now, let''s go back to the garrison and heal our wounds first to deal with the possible strong enemies behind us!"
Without stopping, the three immediately retreated to luanyun peak more than 300 miles away from the demon sealing monument.
The flattened ruins finally restored the previous calm.
At this time, at about 300 meters below the deep pit caught by Mo Qingwu, nine huge holy stripe columns released light and covered up all the breath.
In the space wrapped by the nine holy grain columns, Shen Lang''s fingers gently lit towards the candle dragon black inflammation
"Stop! Boy, do you know what you''re doing?" Yanbing on the other side was shocked when he saw this scene and hurried to stop Shen Lang.
Yan Bing almost roared and said, "this is candle dragon black inflammation! Do you know candle dragon black inflammation? You can''t touch it! Even I dare not touch it, do you know?"
"I know." Shen Lang nodded and said, "you''ve said it hundreds of times. How can I not know."
As soon as the voice fell, Shen Lang''s stopped finger poked forward and gently poked on the boundary formed by the black inflammation of the candle dragon!
A black flame immediately slipped along his fingers and ran up to his body!
Shen Lang was surrounded by a layer of black inflammation, as if he were burning!
"It''s over..." the burning ice is like ashes.
He doesn''t care about the life and death of the strange boy. The key is that if Shen Lang dies, who will save the king?