Interstellar national male god

Mo Hanhai is the supreme being of the demon race. For tens of thousands of years, he has been trying to lead the descendants of the demon race to invade the world, harm mankind, and occupy the world.

Luo Lingxing is a peerless genius in the world of human cultivation. In just 1000 years, his cultivation has reached the Mahayana stage, and he is only a step away from ascension.

Mo Hanhai led the demons to invade, Luo Lingxing led the human cultivators to resist, and fought against the demons for 100 years. It was a huge war, it was a tragedy of devastation, and the whole world almost became a purgatory. Life is better than death.

In the end, it was Luo Lingxing who blew himself up on his original body and died together with Mo Hanhai, bringing light and new hope to mankind. It was a scene that all mankind will never forget.

On that day, the weather was clear and cloudless, as if the 100-year war had never existed, and the sky was never blue.

Luo Lingxing and Mo Hanhai each occupy a hilltop, looking across from each other.

The man standing on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, looks very handsome, under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows is a pair of black bright eyes, looking at the opposite person with a little sharpness at the moment, with a strong nose bridge, and bright red lips are tightly pursed at the moment , dressed in a white long gown, set him off like a banished fairy who had just descended to earth, with an elegant temperament.

This is Luo Lingxing, the young leader of the cultivation world.

And the man opposite him looks a bit rough, wearing black clothes, except for a face whose expression is not clear, everything else is hidden under the black clothes, giving people a very uncomfortable dark feeling. It is Mo Hanhai, the supreme demon, and the main culprit in this attack on the human world.

"Today, let's make a conclusion. If you lose, bring your son and go back to the Demon Realm!" Luo Lingxing opened her thin lips lightly, her cold voice was like pearls falling on a jade plate, and it was in the hearts of everyone present echoed.

"Then what if you lose? Do you want to offer the whole world with both hands?" Mo Hanhai sneered, his voice was slightly hoarse, as if sandpaper had been ground, making people frown uncontrollably.

"I won't lose!" Luo Lingxing's face was still expressionless, and his voice did not have any waves, but his temperament and eyes had changed, making people intuitively believe what he said.

"Haha..." Mo Hanhai suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, as if he heard a big joke.

Because in his opinion, although Luo Lingxing is a leader in the cultivation world, after all, he is only about a thousand years old. Even if he has reached the Mahayana stage, he will definitely not be his opponent. Such words are tantamount to fantasy. It will only become a laughing stock.

Seeing his venerable laughing non-stop, the disciples of the demon clan also leaned forward and backward following the laughter. The laughter spread throughout the entire mountain, but Luo Lingxing's expression still didn't move, as if he didn't hear it.

"I won't lose, and you won't win either." Luo Lingxing suddenly opened his thin lips, but unfortunately, only he could hear the voice of saying this.

In the next second, Mo Hanhai and Luo Lingxing, who were still standing on the top of the two mountains, fought together in an instant. The battle of a person with a high cultivation base is also a torture and pain for a person with a low cultivation base. After all, those people did not hide their coercion when fighting, and these alone made many cultivators overwhelmed.

However, even though they were suffering physically, they had no intention of leaving, and tried their best to look up at their leader fighting with the Demon Race Supreme for them.

If you look at the cultivation level of the Mozu Supreme, it is also in the Mahayana stage, but it took him much longer than Luo Lingxing to reach this stage, so he has more experience than Luo Lingxing. The battle between the two is obviously a demon Hanhai is ahead.

"If you surrender now, how about I can spare your life and appoint you as my general?" Mo Hanhai threw out a bait to lure Luo Lingxing, but what he got was Luo Lingxing's ruthless move. One move attack.

Mo Hanhai seemed to be annoyed by Luo Lingxing, and his attacks became more and more ruthless.

Luo Lingxing knew that if this went on, he would definitely lose, but he still said, "I won't lose, and you won't win either."

This time it was loud enough for both of them to hear.

"What are you going to do?" Mo Hanhai suddenly stared at Luo Lingxing with wide eyes, and there seemed to be a hint of fear in his voice, "Are you dying?"

Mo Hanhai slammed Luo Lingxing with a blow, regardless of whether he hit or not, he planned to take the opportunity to stay away from him, but unfortunately he was stopped by Luo Lingxing who forcibly resisted the attack.

"You lunatic, I won't let you go!" Mo Hanhai suddenly roared madly, but no matter what, he couldn't break away from the restriction set by Luo Lingxing.

"Today is the day when the demons are kicked out of the world, explode!"

Following Luo Lingxing's yell, there was a deafening sound in the air, and the huge impact of the explosion made all the people watching the battle below kneel down, and some weak ones even vomited blood on the spot.

The impact lasted for an entire hour, and when the mountain regained its calm, everyone found that the originally standing mountain had been razed to the ground, and the two people who were supposed to fight had disappeared.

"Luo Lingxing blew himself up, and died together with Mo Hanhai." An old man in the cultivation world murmured.

More and more people stood up, saluted the great hero who saved the world, looked at the demon children with hatred, rushed over, fought desperately, and finally drove the demons out of the world completely.

"It's a pity that a peerless genius has just passed away." An old man shook his head and sighed, his eyes full of regret.

Another old man, looking at the distant sky, suddenly said: "It's not necessarily a pity, this world is destined not to keep him, he, maybe he will live well in another world!"