Difficulty: So I am an undercover villain

Xuanhuang Qiongye, an ancient tribe that seldom shows up in front of the world, buried its soul.

Today, a icy figure surrounded by a majestic sword aura came striding forward.

In the dead silent group of houses, figures flew over the walls, and there was a tragic sound.

Ah ~
"Enemy attack."

Almost at the same time, the chiefs of the Buried Souls had already noticed something strange, and came in the form of light.

"A daring lunatic, how dare you come to our soul burial house to show off."

When everyone arrived, they saw the tragic death of their clansmen, and they were all furious. One of them, a rough and bearded man, raised his palm and raised his hand, wanting to kill the murderer, but just as he was about to make a move, a soft sound came from behind him. drink.

"Wu Ben is attacking, retreat."

He saw a man wearing a mantra robe covered in yellow talismans stepping forward with his right foot in front of everyone.

"Old Su."

All the masters bowed to the visitor.

He casually waved his hand, Shen Buhai looked at the intruder, his pupils suddenly shrank, obviously recognized the intruder.

The person who came was Mo Lisao, who is now regarded as the god of war by the people of the demon city.

The Burial Soul Clan has little contact with the outside world, but he is different from others. He and his father Xuanhuang Qiongdao both have the ambition to dominate the world. Learn more about everything that happened in the demon market.

"In the middle of the night, you came to the door to provoke me. Your Excellency is too arrogant."

Although the opponent is famous, Shen Buhai still maintains the arrogance of the Buried Soul family. He is confident that no matter how strong the opponent is, he will not be stronger than his father.

But soon he will regret what he just thought, because the strength of the visitor has surpassed his vision.

I saw Mo Lisao holding the Invictus behind his back, spitting lightly.

"Is there?"

The next moment, the sword intent erupted, and the sword energy flying around his body suddenly stopped, and immediately shot out in all directions.

Whoosh whoosh.
Dozens of sword qi incarnated as the god of death, shuttling through the entire soul-burial tribe.

The sword energy pierced through the air, entering at every crack, and the sleeping soul burial clansmen didn't notice it. In less than a stick of incense, blood flowed out from room to room, and trickled down at Mo Lisao's feet.

This scene horrified everyone in the Hunbuying family. They thought that they had captured innocent people, and their soul-eating cultivation was enough, but they didn't expect this person to be even more cruel. He would kill the whole family if he didn't reach a stick of incense.

Seeing the blood avoiding the killing god in front of his eyes and flowing to his feet, Shen Buhai's pupils were full of fear, and the rest of the soul masters were not much better, they all froze in place and couldn't control their hands and feet.

Like those two guys, Mo Lisao also sensed the situation of the main body, and knew that time was running out, so as soon as he won Invincible, and happened to be provoked by the poisonous emperor, he directly killed the Buried Soul family.

He came to Yaoshi for only two purposes, to level up and eliminate the Buried Soul Clan and Moxi Great Emperor, with the purpose of reducing the variables of Ji Kunpeng's plan as much as possible.

"Murdering people, feeding on souls, walking with your right foot first, you... already have the way to get rid of death."

Seeing the killing star approaching, Shen Buhu shouted loudly.

"All hands together, kill this official."

Lie Shan's enemy response, You Ji Zhen Lian and other commanders woke up amidst the shouts, and cast the soul burial spell together, and immediately a series of soul disturbing sound waves swept towards Mo Lisao.

When everyone made a move, Shen Buhai took the opportunity to quietly disappear and escape from the scene.

Xuanhuang Qiye, under the ground, a confined space is covered with corpses everywhere, the dead air lingers on the bones, and the resentment condenses and does not dissipate.

Hundreds of strange formations stretched all the way to an altar in the center. On the altar, a tyrant with crazy hair was suspended cross-legged, with a strange blood glow all over his body.

The person who cultivated Shen Xin suddenly opened his eyes and murmured.

"Strange, why are the blood sacrifices and soul feasts so intense today?"

Assuming that his subordinates were doing their duty, without thinking too much, Xuanhuang closed his eyes and greedily sucked the blood element and soul power in the formation.

"Poor Lord, something is wrong."

The door of the secret room opened suddenly, and a panicked voice came in.

Xuanhuang Qiongdao opened his eyes, flew from the altar to Shen Buhai, and scolded angrily: "You've lost your composure, have you forgotten my teaching?"

"The poor Lord forgive me."

Shen Buhai hurriedly bowed his head, even though they were father and son, he didn't show any emotion at this moment, only his superiority and inferiority.

"Tell me, what exactly happened?" Xuanhuang Qiongdao asked lightly.

It seemed that the person in front of him gave him a sense of security, Shen Buhai calmed down a little, raised his head and told the above situation at a very fast speed.

"Mo Lisao went crazy for some reason, and killed him suddenly. The clansmen have... all been wiped out."

"what!"

Xuanhuang was shocked, then thought of something, and turned to look at the altar.

"No wonder today's blood sacrifice."

Looking back at his son who lowered his head, Xuanhuang Qiongdao's eyes flashed fiercely, "How do you think Mo Lisao's strength compares to his father's?"

Hearing that Xuanhuang Qiongdao called himself father, Shen Buhai's heart trembled.

After all, this moment has come, but I didn't expect it to come so soon.

"Hai'er. I don't know." Shen Buhai buried his head firmly, trying to calm his tone.

"I really don't know."

Xuanhuang Qiongdao's familiar voice sounded again.

"I'm afraid I'm not under the poor master."

After saying this sentence, the fear was not in his heart, he raised his head cautiously, and was determined to die, "Hai'er is willing to use this body to help the poor master, and I only hope that the poor master will not let the poor man walk alone in the spring."

"Don't worry, you won't be alone when you go, I will let Mo Lisao go down to see you soon."

After finishing speaking, Xuanhuang Qiongdao slammed Shen Buhai's head with a palm.

Devouring the father's essence for a lifetime to grow, and finally repaying it, birth is sad, and death is also sad.

Who said that the poison of a tiger does not eat its offspring, but it was not born in a family that buried souls.

Blood sprayed and splashed all over his body, Xuanhuang Qiongdao took care not to harm his life's blood essence, and the breath in his body rose rapidly.

Immediately, Xuanhuang Qiongdao raised his palm and accepted it again. The blood and soul elements of the whole family gathered on the altar were sucked into his body like flowing water, and his body reached its peak at this moment.

Tear!

When he succeeded, there was a sound of tearing above the secret room, and then one after another, under the splitting of several sword qi, the top of the secret room collapsed.

The moonlight shines in, and a person stands in the air, like an immortal sword fairy.

"It's really courageous to ruin my plan, destroy my people, and not run away when I see Xuanhuang Qiongdao."

Xuan Huang Qiongdao looked at the person above his head, the fierce light in his eyes seemed to choose someone to devour.

"Why do people always make mistakes?"

Mo Lisao caressed the long sword in his hand and whispered softly.

[Shenguang snow-washing frost moon]

Crisp sword chant.

The moonlight and frost covered the sky, and the sky was as bright as day, and the sword shadow and divine light fell from the sky.

It's just the peak skill, without the double precepts of opening the sky, and without the cooperation of the third watch of the king of hell and the ghost dance, how can it resist the near-deified body that ignores the suppression of the demon city's earth energy.

Not wanting to waste time, Mo Lisao did his best, and with a single strike, the world froze.

Sword Qi swept across, and a line of blood went straight down from the center of Xuanhuang Qiongdao's eyebrows.

"how is this possible!"

It collapsed, the body turned into two sections, and the basement was filled with blood.

Taking a glance indifferently, Mo Lisao stepped into the air with his sword in his hands, and headed towards Moxi Mountain.