The sound of the demon ringtone of the witch continues to echo between heaven and earth, and all living creatures within a radius of 100 meters have long been crushed into powder. This extreme magic weapon is constantly activated, causing the dark elements between the sky and the earth to surge towards the bell holder frantically.

This is the task that the Demon Ancestor gave to Demon Tin and Demon Ring during his once-in-a-thousand-year visit.

Even if he was suppressed by the Demon-Capture Array, the first Demon Ancestor in the abyss could feel that Morris's magic weapon was constantly aggregating, which made him feel extremely angry and frightened.

The trauma left on him by Morris not only did not heal, but instead turned from the body to the soul!

As long as the First Demon Ancestor smells a trace of Morris, he will immediately fall into a madness!

The Wind Spirit Pearl was the first game he set up.

He did not order the demon kings to find out the cave and kill the enchanting beads who held the spirit beads.

Because he understood that it was not a descendant in the human race who could replace Morris, but a cycle of fate that pushed another person in the long river of history to the peak of the human race.

After killing this person, the huge waves still rolled forward.

Therefore, the way the entire demon race confronts fate and the way of heaven is not only at the level of killing, but he wants to stand above fate and rewrite the entire historical wave...!

In a way that is not seen by the world, distorts the fate of the entire Chuyuan Heaven and Earth!

He is the giant hand stretched in the void space, beside the destiny roulette, and his power is enough to surpass all things and all living beings!

In the dark night, the dialogue in the woods continued.

"Why didn't my dad come?"

Ring ding ding ding ding !

"Oh, where did I say it? By the way, Senior Xing Mo, why didn't my father come?"

Ring ding ding ding ding !

"Oh, Senior Xing Mo, it's strange. Why is your face so pale? I'm so thirsty. It's because the air in the forest is poisonous? Also, why did you send the spirit beads? Where did my crazy father go?"

Puff... lyn ling!

The hundred-foot dense forest with enchantment as the center of the forest seemed to have stopped at one point all night, and the same conversation was repeated. The magic tin, who was standing on the tree and pretending to be "Xing Mo", had already had his feet stiff, and he could not wait to slap the human female cultivator in front of him into a scum!

But he is not the worst.

"It's too difficult to deal with!"

Mo Ling, who was hiding in the dark, had bleeding from the corners of her lips. She had not suffered such severe internal injuries in a century.

Because of the continuous activation of Tianmo Ling, her beautiful skin was dull at this time, as if all the vitality in her body was savagely sucked away by the three golden bells tightly in the palm of her hand!

If it weren't for the iron order issued by the Demon Ancestor himself, her murderous intention towards the Enchanting Rag would be a hundred times stronger than the demon tin that was stiff on the treetops!

She dared not speculate on the profound meaning of the Demon Ancestor's arrangement, so she swears to complete this task too!

"Bitch!"

"I'm fighting! Dead ant! When Lord Demon Ancestor's plan is completed, I must kill you and stew it into soup and drink it!"

With his eyes, Mo Ling struggled with her charming face. Finally, she made a cruel decision, bit her tongue and sprayed her most precious essence and blood on the golden bell in her hand!

After absorbing Mo Ling's essence and blood, the three golden bells as big as peach pits suddenly emitted a powerful and charming magic light, as if there was some indescribable power brewing in the bell!

"Yang Rao...you've finished asking, hurry up, go back to sleep..."

Xing Mo twitched the corners of his mouth, and I don’t know how many times he answered like this.

The lengthy and monotonous repetitions grind out large blood bubbles of his mouth. What makes people feel most desperate is that... he has no idea when such a boring conversation will last.

"Okay, but I still have a question, where did my dad go?"

Yaorao never ended, as if the question in her memory would never be erased by anything. The interrogation of Mo Xi wanted to hit her head and die on the spot.

This is something that has never been encountered before for the Demon Tin and the Demon Ring. The belief in a person's heart can be so strong that even the Extreme Magic Canon cannot be eliminated, and it will be constantly destroyed and reborn. From this point of view alone, they feel fear and fear of the enchanting concentration and nature.

However, after Mo Ling spit out the essence and blood, the demonic light in her hand increased several times. She saw that the female demon king holding the demonic bell was rapidly aging at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her bones, blood, power and spiritual energy were all pouring into the golden bell frantically.

"puff!"

A light sound.

The complicated step patterns under her feet appeared, and then a heartbreaking sound made... Some of the step patterns talismans broke instantly as the power of the golden bell exploded...!

Strength collapses!

If Yaorao could see the stairs under Mo Ling's feet at this time, she would definitely vomit three liters of blood, because she was actually a terrifying demon king at the peak of the Five Decades!

Half-step Nirvana!

No wonder Mo Ling has a supreme position in the demon clan that easily surpasses Ji Tianbai! If such strength is placed in the human clan, it will definitely be ranked among the top five in the human clan’s heavenly list!

But such a terrifying demon king sacrificed his ten thousand years of practice and reactivated the power of the demon bell at the cost of all the foundations of a realm!

How could she not hate Yao Rao to the bone?

The fifth tribulation of the heavenly beings is to directly suck people into the thunder realm! Standing upright among millions of thunders and not destroying one's body, can a strong man who has experienced such cruelly, truly reach the state of half a step of Nirvana.

In order to confuse the will of a human female cultivator, Mo Ling gave up her powerful strength and was willing to fall directly from the top of all demons to become a demon king in the early stage of the Five Declines.

I am afraid that this sacrifice will make her strength drop by 100 in the Demon Clan Heavenly List. In order to uphold her loyalty to the First Demon Ancestor, she has no other choice at this time!

Because the eastern sky has begun to turn faintly white... Time is not long.

"If this is the case, you will not forget... I tear you a bitch!"

A large amount of demon blood was overflowing from the corner of her mouth. Mo Ling fought for her last trace of strength, and began to shake the golden bell in her hand with some physical strength.

A golden bell was driven by force, and suddenly, with its own vibration, a giant bell that was 100 meters high was projected in the air ahead!

Rather than saying that this illusion is a "bell", it is better to say that it is now even larger than the Buddha bell in the towering temples!

The charming and bright "Zhong" shadow was lightly facing Yaorao under the left and right of Mo Ling!
Chapter completed!