Primordial Demon Emperor

Chapter 155
After saying that, I saw a magical light that seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Nethernesses directly hit the sky, and bombarded the sword seal engraved with congratulations on the elder of the Scarlet Sword Palace in an instant.

"boom…"

With a crisp sound, everyone's pupils suddenly shrank.

Because, when they saw the big characters containing the sword intent of the sky, they were smashed to pieces!
In an instant, the whole world seemed to roar.

The sword seal of the elder of the Desolate Sword Palace and the powerful Nirvana Realm, cut it off as soon as you say it!

'I see, who dares to be the master! '

This peerless and domineering majestic voice resounded in every corner of this space, and it seemed to go straight into everyone's heart.

This sudden scene made everyone dumbfounded.

"He... is he trying to snatch Jiuxuannv by force?"

"The Lord of Yaochi didn't allow Murong Xian'er to betroth him, so Mo Lingxuan just robbed him?"

"That's fine, if you dare to break the sword seal given by the elders of Huangjian Palace, it will be considered disrespectful!"

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, and even a late-stage existence like the Lord of Yaochi didn't realize why Mo Lingxuan kidnapped Murong Xian'er by his side.

They had never seen Mo Lingxuan's method before. The nine-colored light shone down, as if ignoring the endless void, making time even forbidden!

It was the first time that she had such an intimate contact with the opposite sex, and Murong Xian'er's entire delicate body also stiffened slightly. Under the veiled face, there was endless blush, like a real goddess, exuding extreme temptation.

As the Nine Xuannv of the Holy Land of Yaochi, she should have pushed the man in front of her away and returned to the Holy Master of Yaochi, but for some reason she enjoyed this feeling of being protected in her heart.

And in the depths of the soul, there is a long-lost familiarity with Mo Lingxuan, as if a long time ago, there was also a peerless emperor who looked down on the world and led her to kill a bloody road, making the whole world crawl on his knees underfoot!
"Mo Lingxuan, what are you doing? Holding a woman hostage is the most shameless act!"

At this time, the Holy Master of Yaochi spoke angrily. What she was most worried about was that Mo Lingxuan would become angry and do something that would be detrimental to Murong Xian'er.

"Nothing, just take Xian'er away, if you stay here, you will only harm him."

Mo Lingxuan replied lightly, since the stupid woman, the Lord of Yaochi, didn't understand the truth, then he would do it himself and snatch Murong Xian'er away.

"You... don't force me to do it!"

The phoenix eyes of the holy master of Yaochi turned sideways, and his chest was ups and downs with anger.

Her Yaochi Holy Land has been passed down for thousands of years, and no one has ever dared to rob people here!
Mo Lingxuan was the first!
As for Mo Lingxuan, she actually didn't want to make a move unless it was absolutely necessary. After all, it was their Yaochi Holy Land that was ashamed of others first.

"Presumptuous, how dare you cheat on Miss Murong!"

But the Holy Master of Yaochi is unwilling to make a move, which doesn't mean that Master Gongliang won't.

This kid is so provocative and insulting to him, smashing the congratulatory sword seal of the nine elders of Huangjian Palace, and now he is going to take Murong Xian'er away, so naturally Mo Lingxuan cannot be kept.

As soon as his roar fell, a terrifying vision of Tiangang filled the sky, and there was a faint tendency to suppress the world, and the situation changed!
Even though Master Gongliang is not a pure martial artist, he still has a cultivation base in the middle stage of the Tiangang Realm, so his strength is naturally needless to say.

"Mo Lingxuan, let Xian'er go now, and I will act as if nothing has happened. Otherwise, you will be forever lost!"

The Lord of Yaochi gave another cold reprimand, seeing that Master Gongliang, the mid-term Tiangang, made a move, she knew that Mo Lingxuan was bound to lose.

Even though he showed the strength of the early stage of Tiangang, but the middle stage of Tiangang is different.

If Mo Lingxuan stopped the loss in time, she would still be willing to save Mo Lingxuan from Master Gongliang.

But seeing, Mo Lingxuan still just glanced coldly at the Lord of Yaochi, and then ignored him.

His eyes fell on Master Gongliang and Gongliang Ziyu behind him, and a killing intent flashed in his eyes: "It's just right, I want to kill you too."

The moment these two idiots coveted Murong Xian'er, they were already on Mo Lingxuan's death list.

Even though the opponent is the middle stage of Tiangang, Mo Lingxuan is not afraid.

A huge star celestial gang descended with powerful and unparalleled power. Master Gongliang waved his hand directly, condensing into flaming meteors, constantly attacking Mo Lingxuan.

The scorching heat formed by the power of the celestial gang directly burned the entire void, and it was about to destroy Mo Lingxuan in an instant.

However, Mo Lingxuan's expression was still calm. There was endless power of magic and primordial power hanging down from his body, and there was also the power of chaos that devoured everything mixed with it.

In an instant, the demon turned white!

The powers of the magic way, the primordial, and the chaos are frantically converging and blending, one by one converging into the nine-colored light of the demon god.

Mo Lingxuan held Murong Xian'er with his left arm, and stretched out his right hand, pointing out.

"boom…"

The Tiangang meteor fell suddenly, but there was a nine-color barrier in front of Mo Lingxuan's fingertips that could purify and swallow everything.

Violent fluctuations oscillated, causing the entire space to shatter inch by inch.

Mo Lingxuan's white-haired black robe was swayed wildly by the strong wind, but his peerless figure was like a real demon god, proudly towering over the sky, invincible, and motionless!
All the power dissipated, and two figures in the sky appeared in front of everyone.

And the next moment, the two figures turned into afterimages that were unfathomable to the naked eye and collided continuously. Every blow would cause deafening noises to erupt between the heavens and the earth.

"How can it be so powerful!"

"How unfathomable is Mo Lingxuan's real strength? How could he compete with Master Gongliang in the middle stage of Tiangang Realm to such an extent!"

Looking at the great battle that broke out in the sky, everyone's heart trembled.

Before, they thought that Chen Yi, who injured Tiandao League, was shocking enough, but now, they have refreshed their cognition.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect, one hundred thousand swords cry!"

And at this moment, Mo Lingxuan's majestic voice resounded through the space again.

Immediately, a nine-color magic sword appeared behind Mo Lingxuan, filling the entire sky in just an instant.

The sound of swords is endless, this time, it is even more terrifying than before, there are a hundred thousand magic swords!
This nine-color magic sword gradually became one, turning into a black and white giant sword.

"kill."

With a cold scold, Murong Xian'er could even clearly see the beads of sweat on Mo Lingxuan's forehead, which was enough to show the huge consumption of this blow.

Seeing this, Master Gongliang didn't dare to neglect immediately, the light of Tiangang descended and directly collided with the black and white giant sword.

In an instant, the sky is turned upside down, the sun and the moon change!
At this moment, the entire Xianyao City seems to have turned into a world of black and white, which is enough to be called a blow that destroys everything.

Finally, with the fading of the black and white world, everything seems to have settled down.

And the next scene made everyone tremble even more.

In the sky, a crutch fell down quickly, but the figure of Master Gongliang had disappeared.

Instead, it was... the endless falling blood mist!
　PS: The second update today, thank you for your understanding and support, and the warm blessings of a few book friends. If there are more readers like this, the motivation will be much better. Looking at some trolls, my mood will be ruined .

　　The third is writing after dinner.

　　
　
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