Primordial Demon Emperor

Chapter 127: Primordial Exile!
Tens of thousands of people watched this scene stupidly. When all the domain power of King Chiyang dissipated, and the burly body turned into blood lines and fell from the sky, they really believed what they saw.

Immediately, everyone's hearts became trembling and numb.

With one's own strength, he alone resisted the four kings, and also killed Chiyang King, one of the eight kings of Tianlan, with a shocking sword!

Although there is a demon saint on the side to restrain King Qingyun and King Tianhe, but Mo Lingxuan is equivalent to fighting the two pinnacles of the martial arts head-on, and killing one of them instantly!
"Chiyang!"

Seeing this, the Bailing King immediately let out a violent roar, and knocked Mo Lingxuan back temporarily with a blow with all his strength, and landed directly behind the Chiyang King, supporting him on the ground steadily.

The complexions of King Qingyun and King Tianhe also changed drastically at this moment, breaking away from the entanglement of the ghost saint, and flashing around King Chiyang.

"How... how is it possible!"

There is endless unwillingness and hatred in the eyes of the Chiyang King. The terrifying magic sword directly caused his entire chest to burst into a blood hole. The terrifying magic power continued to erode his body. He found that his own strength , Can't resist at all!
"hold onto!"

King Bailing yelled, and continuously poured his own power into the body of King Chiyang, trying to protect his dying heart and suppress the unparalleled power of magic.

However, just like King Chiyang, they are helpless in the face of this force that destroys all vitality!

King Qingyun and King Tianhe also used powerful forces to suppress the magic power that was constantly devouring life, but the result of being powerless was still the same.

"No...I'm not willing to..."

Finally, with the last roar, the whole body of King Chiyang was annihilated by the power of the dark magic way and turned into nothingness. Even when he died, his eyes were still unbelievable.

He has lived for hundreds of years, thinking that he might have a day when he would fight to the death for the prosperity of the Tianlan Dynasty, and also thought that it would be a day when he would be transformed into a Taoist.

But he never thought that one day he would be killed by a junior martial artist...with a single sword strike!

"boom…"

At this moment, the murderous intent of the three Bailing Kings climbed to an unprecedented peak.

The eight kings flowed the blood of the royal family together and fought together for hundreds of years, so the brotherhood among them is naturally extremely deep.

Now that King Chiyang has fallen, how can they not be angry?
"The previous sword basically consumed [-]% of his strength, and now it is at the end of his strength, let's go all out and avenge Chiyang!"

The Bailing King gritted his teeth, and the killing intent was so strong that it surged out, causing Mo Lingxuan's black robe to move violently.

That's right, the Thousand Demon Sword Intent just now had indeed consumed almost eighty-nine out of ten of Mo Lingxuan's real energy.

After all, King Chiyang is not comparable to General Yan. At the peak of the martial arts domain, it is not easy for him to kill with one sword with his current cultivation base.

But even though he felt that his strength was weakening for a while, Mo Lingxuan's face was still calm, and there was no sign of panic.

In his previous life, what kind of storms and waves had he never seen?This situation is not a desperate situation.

"Boom..."

A series of terrifying powers followed one after another, Yun Yao and Yue Shiyan were connected with him, so they naturally knew that Mo Lingxuan's current situation was terrible.

Immediately, their hearts were filled with worry, and they were about to fly into the void to help Mo Lingxuan, but they were stopped by Shen Cang.

With the existence of the Eight Kings, if Yun Yao and the others go, their lives are very likely to be in danger.

Mo Lingxuan was engaged in a life-and-death battle, so Shen Cang naturally had to do his best to take care of everyone in the Emperor Demon Sect.

After all, he also knew that the relationship between these two women and Mo Lingxuan might not be as simple as a disciple.

A powerful and unparalleled storm of spiritual consciousness erupted from the body of the Bailing King, and these storms gradually turned into transparent and invisible swords of the soul, which can directly hit people's hearts, killing gods and destroying hearts!
With a wave of King Qingyun's big hand, a terrifying spiritual formation suddenly appeared, and King Tianhe's martial arts field was as turbulent as a river and sea, with softness and strength, full of hidden dangers.

The figure of the ghost saint stepped out, and in an instant, a strong bloody aura filled the entire sky, turning into a river of blood across the void.

In the river of blood, there are ferocious blood demons crawling out, like Senluo hell, giving people an incomparably terrifying feeling!
"Blood River Kills Heaven!"

Following the cold shout of the ghost saint, the blood demons immediately condensed into a monstrous bloody monster.

I saw the giant monster's palm reach out, and directly grasped the blood river that traversed the void, and used it as a weapon to kill King Qingyun and Tianhe King.

One person can stop the two kings!Shared the great pressure for Mo Lingxuan!
This shocking scene made everyone refresh their understanding of power. They had no doubts about the threat this giant blood monster would pose to countless living beings if it set foot in the Four Realms.

What shocked them even more was that the mysterious strong man who could use such a method was actually a member of the Emperor Demon Sect, and he was completely under the command of the landlord of Wenxi, Mo Lingxuan!

"Boom...boom..."

Facing the powerful offensive of the Bailing King, Mo Lingxuan, who had basically exhausted his true energy, did not panic, but closed his eyes at this moment.

The demonic heart in his body was beating powerfully, as if it matched the melody of the cycle between heaven and earth, and the endless power of primordial power flowed through Mo Lingxuan's whole body.

A kind of nine-color light gradually permeated his whole body, which was originally surrounded by pitch-black magic power.

This light, like the purest power in the world, is like the beginning of the world.

Every particle of light seems to contain a world.

The power of the nine-color primordial power hangs down, causing all the power in the world to recede!
"Death to this king!"

The Bailing King shouted sharply, and immediately, endless swords of spiritual knowledge fell in front of Mo Lingxuan from all directions.

Even the Devil's Realm, which was already a bit exhausted due to Mo Lingxuan's lack of true energy, began to crumble bit by bit!
The tens of thousands of people below have no doubt that no matter who they are, under such an attack, they will definitely die physically and mentally!

Mo Lingxuan, who is now at the end of his strength, must be about to fall eventually, right?
"Hongmeng, Exile!"

However, at this moment, Mo Lingxuan opened his eyes.

"Buzz..."

Accompanied by Mo Lingxuan's majestic voice, the primordial power erupting from his body in an instant turned into an eternal nine-color space.

In this space, both time and all elements in the world are in a state of emptiness.

All the sharp swords of spiritual knowledge were dissipated into nothingness by the nine-color space without accident, and the next moment, the figure of another person suddenly disappeared in the nine-color space.

It was the figure of the Lark King!
The nine-color light is so gorgeous.

However, everyone feels endless coldness in their hearts...

(End of this chapter)