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Seeing Mo Wuqing take out the Mo Dun Jiutian Seal, Jin Zhenhai frowned and realized something was wrong. Situ Reading 520 official website

At this moment, the demon ruthlessly crushed the talisman seal, and saw that with the talisman seal as the origin, the extremely deep darkness spread, everything in its path was obscured, even the demon fire condensed by the Ten Thousand Demons Refining Heaven Array disappeared.

Jin Zhenhai could sense that these demonic fires still existed, but he couldn't see them, let alone control them, as if he suddenly went to a world he couldn't find.

As the darkness spread, a vast and powerful demonic energy also emerged.

This demonic energy even surpassed the divine realm, causing all the demons to tremble in their hearts, their bodies became weak, and they were unable to raise any resistance.

"It's over, this devil is ruthless, he has such methods!"

Jin Zhenhai felt this overwhelming demonic energy and couldn't help but despair.

If such a being takes action, they have no power to resist.

But at this moment, the mighty demonic energy did not sweep over him, but instead completely enveloped the demon ruthlessly.

"You guys wait for me!"

A roar came, and the demonic energy suddenly shrank, turning into an extremely tiny black spot in an instant. The black spot broke through the world, penetrated the blockade of the Ten Thousand Demons Refining Formation, and suddenly disappeared.

"this……"

The demons escaped from death and looked at the place where the black spots disappeared with strange expressions. The demon pavilion fell into silence for a moment.

After a moment, Jin Zhenhai's face turned dark and he cursed angrily, "Damn it, I was frightened by this old immortal, this is just a way to escape!"

The demons saw the clues, but it was too late. At this moment, Mo Qingqing had already escaped, and it was too late to pursue him again.

What's more, after leaving the Demon Pavilion and without the Ten Thousand Demons Refining Formation, they may not be a match for Demon Qingqing, who is at the seventh level of the divine realm, so they had to give up.

"Forget it, spare his life..."

Jin Zhenhai frowned and turned to look at his colleagues.

"It's just that this old immortal will not give up after escaping from death this time. The Demon Soul Clan may really start a full-scale war. You should make plans in advance and arrange how to deal with it in advance."

"Yes, what the Pavilion Master said is absolutely true!"

All the demon clans bowed in response.

"And..." Jin Zhenhai paused, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "Mo Qingqing said that a demon clan killed Mo Pingtian. I would like to meet this mysterious demon clan. You all go down and use all means to search for him. You must find him."

As soon as these words came out, all the monsters smiled and said yes. They were also very curious about this mysterious monster who killed Mo Pingtian and made them feel bad.

If the opponent can kill Mo Pingtian, who is extremely talented, he must have reached the divine realm.

If they are not in the divine realm, they are young talents of the Demon Clan. Such outstanding young people should be paid more attention to. If they can be cultivated one day, they may become the mainstay of the Demon Clan.

At the same time, in the sky above Guyun Island, infinite demonic energy emerged out of thin air, covering the sky and the sun, and darkness spread.

A sluggish figure emerged from the endless darkness, suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the island.

"boom!"

A large pit was smashed out, and the Demon Soul Tribe soldiers on Guyun Island looked at each other in confusion. A general in purple armor approached the pit with great caution, holding a long sword.

After a moment, the general's expression changed and he subconsciously exclaimed.

"Great Elder!"

In the pit, it was Mo Qingwu who had escaped from the Demon Pavilion. Under the refinement of the Ten Thousand Demons Refining Formation, he almost died. He used the Demon Escape Nine Heavens Seal to successfully escape. However, his injuries have not recovered. He is now in critical condition.

"Quickly, get a doctor from the clan to come, the great elder is seriously injured!"

The general screamed in fear and quickly passed on the order. At the same time, he picked up Mo Qingqing from the pit, continued to inject demonic energy to keep Mo Qingqing alive, and ran towards the main hall.

But Mo Qingqing, still awake at this moment, glanced at the general, and then said with difficulty: "Ahem, cough... Brother is not back yet?"

"Reporting to the great elder, the patriarch has not returned yet, and the younger ones don't know where he is now."

Frowning slightly, Mo Qingqing felt his own condition. His elder brother Mo Wutian was not here, and without the other party to rescue him, his injuries would probably require a lot of natural resources and treasures, and it would take an unknown amount of time to recover.

"Let, let the tribe contact the elder brother to see if it can succeed."

Mo Wuqing endured the pain and said in a hoarse voice.

"yes."

The general quickly agreed and called the soldiers around him. Just as he was about to give orders, he saw a violent and majestic figure flying from a distance, and he was close in an instant.

"It's the patriarch!"

The general's expression was shocked, Mo Qingqing's face was filled with joy, and the other demon soul tribes all knelt on the ground at this moment to welcome the return of their clan leader.

"Everyone, get up."

Mo Wutian waved his hands with a gloomy expression. He hadn't seen Mo Qingqing yet, but he just flashed and entered the hall.

Immediately, an angry voice came from the hall, "Let Mo Qingqing come to see me!"

Seeing this, Mo Wuqing's expression changed slightly. Mo Wutian was so angry. He might have known about Mo Pingtian's death, otherwise he would not have returned at this moment.

"so far so good……"

Thinking of this, Mo Wuwu breathed a sigh of relief.

Thanks to his trip to the Demon Pavilion, although he almost died and even used the last Demonic Escape Jiutian Seal, it was precisely because of such a big sacrifice that Mo Qingqing could forgive him for failing to protect Mo Pingtian Zhouquan.

Otherwise, with Mo Wutian's temperament, what Mo Wuqing faces now may be more terrifying than what he encountered in the Demon Pavilion.

Just as he was thinking about it, Mo Wuqing struggled to get out of the general's arms.

"Put this seat down!"

Mo Wuqing shouted at the general.

"Great Elder, how can you go to the main hall with your injuries..."

The general looked sad, and Mo Qingqing was so seriously injured that he couldn't even stand, let alone walk.

"No, elder brother summoned me, how could I go there like this?"

As Mo Qingqing spoke, he activated the remaining demonic energy in his body to burn his own cultivation and force himself to reach a state where he could walk.

The general's expression changed drastically, and he quickly said: "Great Elder, you can't do this..."

It's just that Mo Wuqing didn't listen to the general's words. The demonic energy circulated faster and faster, and he was about to run out of cultivation. He fell from the seventh level of the divine realm to the sixth level of the divine realm. After many years of hard work, he fell short.

"Nonsense, who asked you to burn your cultivation? Let General Demon War bring you here!"

An angry shout came from the hall.

Mo Qingqing was overjoyed and quickly stopped the circulation of his demonic energy. What he did just now was a show for Mo Wutian to see.

The other party may not have noticed him when he was in the sky, but when he fell into the hall, Mo Qingqing would definitely be aware of the conversation between himself and the Demon War General.

If Mo Qingqing didn't forgive him, he would have no choice but to destroy his cultivation as an apology.

Fortunately, Mo Qingqing still has some brotherly feelings in mind.

After a while, Mo Wuqing was carried into the main hall by the general, and he saw Mo Wutian sitting above him, looking over with cold eyes.