Thunderbolt Lord of the Fairy Mountain

Chapter 119 Mo Shi, 9 babies

Chapter 119 Mo Shi, Nine Babies

In the main hall at the beginning of the Netherworld, the Lord of the Netherworld, Kui Yujiang, sat cross-legged, with two figures behind him looming, rising and falling.

One of the figures closed his eyes tightly, and his figure was enchanting and charming.Wrapped in purple clothes, she staggered with a plump figure, her mouth was slightly parted, and her smile was not a smile, but she had an alluring demeanor.

Another figure, dressed in black, set off a majestic figure, like a king coming, with extraordinary bearing.The eyelids were lowered to cover the eyes, and an unparalleled aura oppressed him.

The illusory figure floated behind Kui Yujiang, the source of magic flowed, and the magic energy came out of the body and soaked in the void, rendering two phantoms.

As time goes by, the two figures seem to come out of the illusion and become more and more real, and the woman in purple twists her enchanting waist.She showed an alluring face, with her white neck held high, looking arrogant and arrogant.

The majestic man dressed in black slowly opened his closed eyes as the figure appeared, and the magic rose.The secluded world is in turmoil, like a phantom, and the king is here.

Kui Yujiang, who was sitting cross-legged, sweat dripped from his forehead, condensed into drops of turbid sweat, and fell along the eyelids to the dark Youjie throne.

Make a ticking sound.

For a moment, Kui Yujiang's closed eyes opened, and a dark light flickered, gushing out, bursting into the void, splashing into bits and pieces, and opening a dark crack.

Suddenly, an aura of dominance came from the void, and the illusory man in black turned into reality and murmured.The words came out, but they were shocking words, and the poem was like thunder, exploding vigorously.

"One look at the immortals and demons in amazement, one smile the heaven and the earth dominate, the six worlds spread martial arts, and for one person, the master despises the myth."

The poem title fell, and the man in black closed his eyes and focused his attention. He recovered his breath, and the breath was slightly opened. A dark breath, like ink, soaked the void, as if he was swearing his sovereignty.

Slightly bowing his body, Mo Shi looked at Kui Yujiang who was sitting on the throne, with a respectful expression, bowed down and bowed down,
"The devil has seen the main body!"

Kui Yujiang closed his eyes and sat on the throne, the inner source circulated, taking back the majestic and turbulent magic source, then slowly opened his eyes, looking intently at Mo Shi who was standing bent over.

After pondering for a long time, he finally said: "Get up first!"

After these words fell, Kui Yujiang stopped talking, and turned to look at the purple-clothed woman who was still in a mixture of fiction and reality.

Eyelids lowered, silent like smoke, without saying a word, just watching quietly like this.It's just that the dark eyeballs rolled, showing a bit of sadness unavoidably.

It seemed to be hatred, it seemed to be resentment, but in the end it turned into a light sigh, like the smoke of the past, full of laughter and laughter, it is difficult to look back.

The real and the unreal are intertwined, the purple clothes are faded, the collar is high, covering the white neck, the chin is rounded, reaching between the collarbones, and there are two amethyst-like eyes engraved on the beautiful face.

She is crystal bright but motionless, just like the sleeping Snow White in a fairy tale, her face is astonishing, like a fish falling into a wild goose.

Qianqiu was wrapped in an instant, wasted and misunderstood for a lifetime, and Moshi moved slightly, looking impatiently at the purple-clothed woman enveloped in a sea of ​​blood.

He opened and closed his lips and murmured in a low voice: "Nine Infants, all the Nine Infants?"

"Heh, I wonder how your strength compares to that of the fake demon like me?"

He grinned at the corner of his mouth with a bit of a smile, which seemed to be self-deprecating, but more disdainful, as if he looked down on the sleeping Jiuying.

Just when the demon began to disdain, he saw a sea of ​​blood overflowing the sky, the blood flowed on the oars, millions of corpses were buried, and the sound of wailing was wanton.

"Blood is flowing all over the country, and thousands of miles of red land are cold. The devil is a sin of nature, and the lives of the people are burned."

Sneering words, sneering words, cold and glamorous face, supporting the sea of ​​blood all over the sky, the Nine Infants of the Holy Mother of Youjie stepped on the sea of ​​blood all over the sky and came stepping forward.

Looking coldly at Mo Shi, who was dressed in black robes, he slapped out a palm, causing the world to tremble and the river of blood to roll.

"A counterfeit is a counterfeit, and there is no courtesy. Let me teach you a lesson, so as not to make mistakes in the future and ruin the plan!"

Following the pounding palm, Jiuying's eyes flashed a look of contempt, and he sneered.

"Mere junior, court death!"

Seeing Jiu Ying's attack, Mo Shi became furious and struck back with the same palm.Blood flowed, and it was as dark as ink. Two unparalleled palm prints intersected, and there was a thunderclap in the air.

It was broken in all directions, and the palm prints also dissipated.Seeing this, Jiuying snorted softly, and said lightly: "I underestimated you, so take my second palm."

"enough!"

As soon as the words fell and the palm prints were not released, Kui Yujiang, who was sitting on the throne beside him, let out a roar, and the demon power shook, completely suppressing the aura of the two of them.

The force of a thousand catties oppressed his body, and Mo Shi tried his best to resist, but he only felt that the source of the magic was stagnant and motionless, so in desperation, he had no choice but to retreat.

On the other side, the Nine Infants of the Holy Mother were not much better than him. His face was completely pale, and there was a hint of violence in his eyes.

Outside the main hall, the Infernal Ghost Empress watched the sky-shattering aura rising from the palace, and a trace of nervousness flashed in her eyes.

Twirling his waist, he turned around and ordered to the magic soldier behind him,

"Keep this place well, no one is allowed to step here without my order."

"Do you know?"

"If someone dares to break in, there will be death but no life!"

There was a stern look on Meiyan's face, and the Infernal Ghost Empress resolutely ordered.

"According to the order!"

After hearing the order from the Demon Queen Wu Jian, and watching her come out with great force, she seemed to be ready to take action at any time.The demon soldiers all around couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and responded in unison.

Responding in unison, the momentum shook the sky, and the void in the Netherworld seemed to be shaken to collapse.

Regardless of caring about the situation behind him, Wu Jianghou stepped into the void and galloped towards the king's palace, with dim lights flickering.

Wang, you can go there and nothing will happen to you!
With anxious eyes, the ghost queen couldn't help worrying even more.Kui Yujiang had returned from Zongheng Peak with a serious injury. Now that the royal palace was in turmoil, she was afraid of an invasion by outsiders.

In the royal palace, Kui Yujiang took back his breath and looked at the two people in front of him impatiently, with a dazed look on his face.

In the empty hall, Kui Yujiang's thick and domineering voice sounded: "We are one, but if you dare to be hostile again. No matter what, I will let you two become one body and have the same soul, and we will decide the winner or loser."

As the faint words fell, it was as if a black breeze was blowing through the void. Mo Shi only felt a biting cold emanating from the inside out. Although it was not snow, it was ten times colder.

Jiuying also withdrew his resentful eyes, narrowed his eyes slightly, and seemed to be dodging.

Seeing such two people, Kui Yujiang stared and murmured in his heart.

I don't know if what I did this time was right or wrong.

In the previous episode, the Nether Realm was in turmoil, and the five converged, leaving only three people, the demon lord Kui Yujiang, the underworld emperor Luohu, and the swordsman Fengzhihen.

Although the three of them survived, they each paid their own price. As the landlord, he bears the brunt of the loss of half of the Netherworld.

Emperor Luohu of the Underworld seemed to be the final victor, with a happy ending. Unfortunately, since the first battle in the past, he has not been able to retreat. Now it is Yuan Wuji who presides over the overall situation of the underworld.

Thinking about it this way, it was also a situation with heavy injuries.

Fengzhihen is the most bleak, controlled by him, completely lost his sanity.

Looking at it this way, he who seems to have suffered the most losses is the final winner.Not only did he contain the traces of the wind, a swordsman who had reached the peak of his powers, but he also contained the remains of the Demonic Beginning.

It's a pity, how could he, who had witnessed the pinnacle battle in the past, still see such gains in his eyes.

Eyelids lowered, in the dark depths of the demon palace, Kui Yujiang who was sitting upright suddenly appeared deep, terrifying, and ferocious, like an ancient demon dragon that chooses to devour people.

(End of this chapter)

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