My messenger is a little fox

The leader of the Demon Cult, who was hiding and watching from a distance, was almost shocked. Li Mocheng's injury was caused by him. He was confident in himself, and he was even more confident in the results of his actions.

It is absolutely true that Li Mocheng was destroyed by him. Not only is this kind of damage incurable, but even if there is a way to cure it, it will take two or three years of national efforts to recover.

But how long has it been since Li Mocheng was injured? It only took three months to fully calculate, but now the field was used under his nose.

What went wrong?

Farther away, on the barren mountain where the leader of the Demon Cult had been drinking, the old man in black laughed heartily. But he couldn't stop laughing, because the indifferent face of the bald man next to him really affected his mood, so he asked: "Don't you think it is very interesting to make the leader of the Demon Cult suffer?"

The bald man still had a calm expression, "Do you think the leader of the Demon Cult can't see your little tricks? What's the benefit of irritating him so early?"

"Are you afraid that he will take action against us?" The old man in black sneered, "He will be in trouble in the next period of time, and it is not known whether he can solve the trouble."

The bald man suddenly said, "The matter of the White Tiger Holy Envoy is really related to you?"

"This time it really has nothing to do with me." The old man in black said this, but he showed an expression of wisdom.

The bald man was silent and once again set his sights on the square in the distance.

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On the square, Li Mocheng raised his head, with a pair of scarlet eyes looking at Li Yu and others who were facing a formidable enemy. An evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said: "Everyone, please wait a moment. I will clean up the garbage first and then greet you." Wait."

As he spoke, the real demon sword in Li Mocheng's hand activated the giant sword in the center of the square. Suddenly, hundreds of sword auras separated from the giant sword, and each sword aura contained a faint killing meaning.

"I'm not a trash can, so don't show garbage in front of me." Li Mocheng said lightly, waved his hand lightly, and in the blink of an eye, the group of people who had been having the most fun died one after another.

There were many good players among the dead, but they didn't even have the slightest strength to resist against one of the hundreds of sword energies.

The smell of blood filled the entire square, and everyone who was still alive fell silent.

Li Mocheng took a deep breath of the air in the square intoxicatedly, and then turned his eyes to Li Yu and others, "Now that the garbage has been cleaned up, it's time to have dinner."

Facing Li Mocheng's scarlet eyes, Li Yu and others felt like their scalps were exploding. At this moment, Han Yan had recovered a lot, and he and others surrounded Li Mocheng to look for opportunities to take action.

Li Mocheng released more than ten slightly larger sword energies and was about to attack Li Yu and others when a voice suddenly sounded.

"grandfather!"

Li Mocheng shuddered and turned back to look in the direction of the voice. He was too familiar with this voice.

I saw the charred corpse on the altar slowly sitting up, and the charred blackness on his face fell away, revealing the face of a middle-aged man.

"Grandpa, help me! I can't breathe!" The "burned corpse" pinched his neck and said with a face full of pain.

"Chengyu!"

Li Mocheng was overjoyed. He dissipated his sword energy and brought a burst of afterimages to the "scorched corpse". He put his hand on his wrist and said excitedly: "You are resurrected! Resurrected! I knew that man's medicine worked!"

"Grandpa, it feels so uncomfortable here. I'm suddenly so depressed that I can't breathe!"

"Haha, grandpa was negligent, so I sent you out of this area." As he said this, Li Mocheng picked up the "scorched corpse" and was about to leave, but suddenly found a dagger stuck in his chest.

Up to the handle.

"You..." Li Mocheng felt a light touch on his hand, and the "scorched corpse" broke free and ran away.

The giant sword in the center of the square suddenly disintegrated and dissipated, and the pressure and stagnation that enveloped the square also disappeared.

"Brother Li, kill him quickly!" A clear female voice came from the altar. Li Yu suddenly looked back and saw those rose-red eyes and that face full of expectation.

Then Li Yu rushed over as fast as he could, and only half way through, he swung the Xuanming Sword and released the shadow of Tianshu raising the sword.

"It's you! Bitch..."

Li Mocheng was furious, his eyes so red that they could almost bleed, "Why can you imitate my grandson's spiritual power?"

It turns out that Ji Xiaomeng's natal spiritual weapon, the Demon Refining Bottle, can copy most of the abilities of the spiritual master and the spirit that he refined for the first time.

It's ironic to say that Ji Xiaomeng's original goal was to refine Li Yu and Ah Li, but in the end he refined Li Chengyu's charred corpse in order to save Li Yu.

After all, he is an emperor. The shadow of Tianshu holding the small sword could not penetrate Li Mocheng's body. He was grabbed by him and was about to be crushed by the opponent. However, he saw Li Mocheng spit out a large mouthful of blood. This was the collapse of the domain. Double backlash that aggravates the injury.

Tianshu took the opportunity to break away from the opponent's control and crashed into the opponent's body again. This time Li Mocheng could no longer resist. Tianshu easily passed through, and the light blue Netherworld Ice instantly covered the opponent.

Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to stop even half a step. How could a person like Li Mocheng make people feel at ease without cutting off his head?

"Don't be stunned, let's do it together!" Li Yu did not forget to say hello to Han Yan, Wang Qi and others. The siege of Li Mo City was just one fatal blow away from reaping huge benefits. Li Yu could not enjoy it alone.

For a time, the five people used their own methods to kill Li Mocheng.

Seeing that the attacks of several people were about to fall on Li Mocheng, the ice covering the opponent suddenly exploded. The strong energy actually caused several people to fly out.

"Bitch...go to hell!"

The real demon sword in Li Mocheng's hand shot out, pinning the bewildered Ji Xiaomeng who was hiding on the other side of the altar to the huge demon sword boulder behind.

The blade of the sword did not reach the hilt, and the blood stains on the stone sword behind seemed to be splashed.

"Brother Li..." Ji Xiaomeng tried hard to raise her hand, but finally lowered it.

"I would rather die than be insulted! Everyone here must die! Everyone must die..." Li Mocheng yelled crazily, his body began to bulge violently, and he looked like he was about to self-destruct.

"Xiao Meng——" Li Yu felt blood filling his head, and just as he stood up, he was hit by another Netherworld Black Ice.

It's just that this time there is something different about Tianshu's phantom. The originally almost transparent body has become much more solid, giving people a feeling of reality and illusion, because Li Yu has attached his spiritual power to it. This is Li Yu's own It was the first time since the incident on the island two years ago that I successfully attached mental power to my skills.

The leader of the Demon Cult who was about to take action in the distance took back his steps, stroking his palms and sighing: "Essence, energy and spirit are one. I didn't expect that all five people in this group have made a breakthrough. It seems that there will be a place for these people in the future world!"