My messenger is a little fox

Li Yu suddenly thought of his experience with Ah Li in the stream. This was a kind of self-protection, and it might also be an opportunity.

Maybe this is Wang Qi's opportunity?

After thinking about it, Li Yu injected a trace of pure water spiritual power into the wood spiritual power circulating in their bodies to slightly reduce their difficulty. It was up to them whether they could seize this opportunity.

Li Yu stood up and saw a raging fire igniting again in the field. Li Mocheng was fighting with a large group of water drops, but Han Yan and Luo Yutong were nowhere to be seen.

There is Luo Yutong's aura in those water drops. Could it be her spell? But where are her people hiding?

Li Yu was about to step forward and attack Li Mocheng with the water drop, but suddenly he noticed something different on the ground under his opponent's feet. Then there was a change, and several thick tree vines appeared in the originally dilapidated place.

Li Mocheng was annoyed by the group of water drops. Without paying attention, he was entangled by a few tree vines that appeared suddenly.

"Li Mocheng, give back the lives of fifty-nine members of my family!" A ghost-like voice came out from nowhere, and then a black shadow fell on Li Mocheng like an arrow from a string.

Those water drops would not miss this opportunity, hitting him like raindrops, splashing drops of blood.

Everyone in the square was shocked, including Li Yu. Could it be that the majestic Lord of Jia Luo Kingdom, the leader of the Demon Sword Sect, and the emperor-level Li Mocheng were about to die under such means?

Just when the only sound left in the square was the sound of water drops hitting Li Mocheng, a sharp voice suddenly sounded, "I'll choke you! Are you crazy? You fucking dare to control me to come to the Yin Sect's crown! Wo Ri ——Grandpa doesn’t want to play with you anymore! He doesn’t want to play anymore…”

Li Yu heard this voice very familiar, and then he saw a dark green little man with grass growing on his head suddenly appeared in an empty space. He then spread his short legs and jumped from the edge of a square with a few steps. Go down.

It was the Nongying Cao Man, the one in the forbidden area. Li Yu recognized it at a glance, so the other familiar voice should be the Ghost King.

Li Yu suddenly felt speechless. He didn't know how these two guys got together and attacked Li Mocheng?

It turned out that the Ghost King happened to bump into the shadow-making straw man who was running around after leaving the forbidden area that night. At that time, he thought that this little thing's shadow-making skills would facilitate its movements, so he possessed it and controlled it.

Before the ghost king was trapped, he had the spiritual consciousness of a king-level spiritual master. He was transformed into a ghost king after being trapped for too long. Therefore, the first thing he did after he escaped from the trap was to go home and have a look, but he learned that his whole family had been wiped out. , in complete desperation, he used this coronation ceremony to seek revenge on Li Mocheng.

It was not difficult for him to sneak into the ceremony with the dual means of the ghost king and the shadow-making man, but when he got here, before he could carry out his revenge, he ran into Li Yu and others making trouble.

Seeing this, the Ghost King lay dormant and waited for the opportunity, and finally waited until Li Mocheng was in trouble before taking action.

As a result, he really made a great contribution with one blow.

"not good!"

Li Yu was suddenly shocked because he found that the tree vines that bound Li Mocheng were withering rapidly, and Li Mocheng's eyes completely turned blood red, and his aura increased sharply.

Not caring about anything else, Li Yu stabbed Li Mocheng with the Xuanming Sword. But the sword tip was less than an inch away from Li Mocheng's heart and could no longer penetrate, and the water drops were scattered around the Xuanming Sword and could not move.

Li Yu's eyes were focused and he was about to activate Netherworld Xuanbing, but suddenly he felt like a wall hit him, and then the person flew out.

Before Li Yuren landed, he saw the water droplets that had been knocked away automatically merged together in mid-air, and then the water mass transformed into a woman in white, who was the missing Luo Yutong.

The two of them fell to the ground together, and Li Mocheng was heard laughing wildly over there, with a half-empty and half-real black shadow in his hand.

"Li Mocheng! Li Mocheng! Give back my family's life! Give back my family's life! I will fight with you..." The black shadow suddenly grew bigger, as if it was about to explode.

Li Mocheng's blood-red eyes widened, and he exerted force on his hands, and the black shadow deflated like a punctured balloon.

Suddenly, Li Mocheng made another move that made everyone shiver. He rubbed the shriveled black shadow vigorously, and it turned into a pill-like thing exuding black air, and then he opened his mouth and swallowed it.

Li Yu's scalp was numb when he saw it. Li Mocheng seemed to be crazy.

crazy!

Li Mocheng swallowed the black pill, patted his belly and blew out a mouthful of black smoke. He seemed very satisfied. Then he glanced at the surrounding crowd with a pair of scarlet eyes, only to see that everyone shrank their heads like quails, and suddenly lost interest. , until he looked back at Li Yu and their unyielding eyes.

Li Mocheng smiled evilly, pulled out the real demon sword stuck on the ground, and in one step he came in front of Li Yu and Li Yu. He slashed Li Yu away with one sword and kicked Luo Yutong away with another kick. He was about to give chase, but stopped strangely.

I saw Li Mocheng frowning and looking in one direction. The real demon sword in his hand was full of black energy, and in the blink of an eye he pulled back a dark shadow.

The black figure only had a huge head, which was covered with clear fist marks. The whole body was in a state of dilapidation. It was the demon-headed sword spirit that had gone somewhere.

The demon-headed sword spirit was so seriously injured that it could hardly fly. If it weren't for Li Mocheng's hand, it would have collapsed on the ground. At this moment, its head was drooped and motionless, and some people thought it was dead.

"Trash!" Li Mocheng squeezed out two words through his teeth and threw the demon-headed sword spirit back into the real demon sword.

"Hey! Did you pull that monster with the head away? Grandpa almost won the battle and you pulled it away. Do you still want to be shameless?" A figure covered in dragon scales approached from a distance and quickly returned to the square. Shang Shang pointed at Li Mocheng and cursed.

No one dared to speak out, no one dared to point at Li Mocheng's nose and curse like this in many years, and Li Mocheng's spirit seemed not normal at the moment.

"Tianlin..." Luo Yutong was about to remind him when he saw Lu Tianlin flying up.

Lu Tianlin couldn't fly, so he could only be beaten away by someone, and he flew far away, flying straight out of the edge of the square and falling down the mountain.

Li Mocheng stood where Lu Tianlin was just now and slowly retracted his fist.

"You will all die today!" Li Mocheng's whole body gathered momentum, the black light on the real demon sword flashed, and another sword intention was about to be launched.

Hidden on a stone cliff in the distance, the leader of the Demon Cult sighed and was about to take action to save people, but suddenly stopped. His eyes were fixed on the sea of ​​​​fire in the square with a thoughtful expression.

The majestic spiritual power exploded in the sea of ​​fire, and the flames suddenly rolled up, forming a thick pillar of fire that shot straight into the sky.