Bai Yueguang's stand-in cries all over the realm of comprehension

Chapter 46 Are You Talking About The Deity

[I can only find out that this demon cultivator is in the Nascent Soul Realm and is good at melee attacks. The host should not approach him, he has a lot of poison on him. 】

Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator?
In the past few months of returning to the realm of comprehension, except for a few elders of the sect.

It was the first time Jiang Yanlu met someone whose cultivation base was in the Nascent Soul realm.

However, Jiang Yanlu did not panic.

This Mo Xiu stayed in the misty forest for no shorter time than her, so he must have been affected by the miasma.

It's really going to be a match, it's still unknown who will win and who will lose.

Moreover, he is good at close-range poisons.

I don't know the toxicity of the poison on his body, which one is more poisonous than the spider silk that the Human Face Spider gave her just now?
She raised her eyes to look at Moxiu, thinking about it.

Moxiu has killed many monks along the way.

In his eyes, the cultivation bases of Jiang Yanlu and Qiyue are just like the magic cultivators they encountered before, they are all waste snacks.

So he didn't take Jiang Yanlu and Qiyue seriously at all.

In front of the two of them, he gulped down the remaining blood from the monk in his hand.

Without even noticing it, a thin and almost transparent spider thread was hitting him at lightning speed.

By the time Moxiu reacted, it was too late.

The venomous silk of the man-faced spider had penetrated into his wrist and penetrated into his body.

Moxiu was about to throw the monk in his hand violently.

Immediately, he cut off the arm that was drilled by the spider silk.

He cried out in pain, sweating profusely.

Blood gurgled from the edge of the severed arm, and Moxiu looked at Jiang Yanlu with a gloomy expression: "How dare you attack me!"

Jiang Yanlu couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

Could it be that she still has to stand here and wait for him to suck his blood before being killed by him?

She is not a fool.

Moxiu's eyes were red, and the magic mist around him rose rapidly.

Just in the stage of his energy accumulation.

puff!

The long sword that cut iron like mud pierced through his body in an instant.

Mo Xiu's eyes widened, staring at the sword on his body in disbelief.

He raised his head again and looked at Qiyue who was urging the long sword.

Qiyue's expression was slightly terrified, and he didn't give the other party any chance to stop, so he took it away.

Another puff.

The sharp sword cut through the flesh and pulled out from Moxiu's body.

Mo Xiu spat out a mouthful of blood, fell straight to the ground, and closed his eyes.

Jiang Yanlu looked sideways at Qiyue, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Little brother, you are quite fast."

Qiyue put away the sword, turned his head, and smiled shyly: "It's the senior sister who taught me well, senior sister, the demon cultivator is dead, let's hurry up."

Jiang Yanlu was not suspicious, nodded: "Okay."

The foggy forest was too big, and the two of them had been driving for a whole day, but they hadn't gone out yet.

The night is getting darker.

Jiang Yanlu sat under a big tree, meditating and practicing.

A small isolation barrier was set up around her, and as long as outsiders touched this barrier, she would sense it.

But she didn't know that there was an isolation barrier outside her barrier.

Qiyue, who was meditating next door to her, was nowhere to be seen.

*

Suddenly there was a sound of messy footsteps in the silent forest.

The man in the black robe walked forward in a panic.

His left arm was severed at the root, and the bleeding had stopped.

But the wound on the chest was still bleeding.

The man's already pale skin was even paler now.

Under the moonlight, it looks like a dead person who just climbed out of the coffin.

Qiyue's sword missed by three points, but did not stab his heart.

After he woke up, he found that he couldn't use the aura in his body at all.

Only then did the man realize the weirdness of this forest.

He decided to leave here first.

As long as he is alive, there is a chance for revenge.

Thinking of Jiang Yanlu and Qiyue, his face was stern, and he said viciously: "Two little bastards! You wait for me!"

"Are you talking about the deity?"

A cold and lazy voice descended from the sky.

The man was wearing a black wide-sleeved brocade robe embroidered with golden dragon patterns, and a black girdle was tucked around his thin waist.

Like a ghost, he suddenly appeared in front of Moxiu.

The slender and fair hands grabbed Moxiu's neck fiercely, and with a movement of his figure, he was pressed against the tree trunk behind him.

The strong inertia caused Moxiu's head to slam into the tree behind him.

He was dizzy for a while, and then his throat tightened.

With the faint moonlight, Moxiu finally saw the person in front of him clearly.

This is!

This is the male cultivator who stabbed him in the daytime!

Isn't he from the cultivation world?
How could there be such a majestic demonic energy on him!
And his cultivation!

He is not only a Jindan realm cultivation base!
He is hiding!

Moxiu looked at Qiyue in shock.

The well-behaved young man who had been following behind Jiang Yanlu had completely changed at this moment.

Demonic energy surged all over his body, his black eyes were cold, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

The facial features are clearly still the well-behaved and exquisite facial features, but at this moment they give people a shocking sense of oppression.

Moxiu was almost out of breath, he struggled a bit, and asked with difficulty: "You... who are you?!"

A black light flashed across Qiyue's black eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, "If you don't wear a mask, you don't know the deity?"

Moxiu was shocked.

The sweat on his face fell like a torrential rain.

His eyes were full of horror, and his lips trembled violently: "You...you are the Demon Lord!"

Mozun Qiyue has been the ruler of Moyu for hundreds of years.

His cultivation base is unfathomable, and his methods are ruthless.

On the first day of entering the Demon Realm, the entire Demon Palace was bloodbathed.

Successfully replaced the previous old demon king and succeeded to the throne.

His name is taboo, no one in the Demon Realm knows, no one knows.

But it is said that except for a few people from Moyu, no one else has seen the real appearance of Mozun Qiyue.

Every time he appeared in front of everyone, he wore a mask with blue face and fangs.

No one is strong enough to peek under the mask.

Moxiu never expected that Mozun Qiyue, who hadn't shown up in the Demon Realm for several months, would appear in the Realm of Comprehension!
He even didn't expect that he kicked on the iron board!

Qiyue's indifferent voice could not hear the ups and downs: "Without the permission of the deity, who allowed you to come here?"

Moxiu was already so frightened that his legs went limp.

The only point of support for his whole body is Qiyue's hand that grabs his neck.

Moxiu's face turned blue.

He didn't dare to struggle any more, and tried to speak: "Yes...it's Elder Wuhe..."

Wuhe...

Sure enough it was him.

Qi Yue's eyes were slightly cold, and he pressed his fingers hard.

Just a click.

The sound of broken bones resounded in the quiet forest.

Before Moxiu could say another word, his neck tilted and he died.

Qiyue threw him aside with a look of disgust.

With a fingertip, a small black flame landed on Moxiu's body.

The flames magnified in an instant, enveloping him all at once.

After a while, the people on the ground were reduced to a mass of ashes.

*

But a few days.

In the secret realm of Jialan Mountain, many demon cultivators from the Demon Realm were mixed in, and the news that they killed monks from the cultivation world in the secret realm was widely spread in the secret realm.

(End of this chapter)