The light was cold, and in an instant, it tore through the sky, breaking the silence.
"Since you are courting death, then don't blame me! Myriad Tribulation Sect disciples, get into formation."
Wan Moyu's expression darkened.
He turned to look at Mu Qingfeng, Netherworld Shenzi, and Lan Xuan.
"Make your move. I'll pay you the other half after you're done.”
After he finished speaking, a huge hammer appeared in Wan Moyu's hand. He rose into the air and leaped towards Hua Feng. The hammer head was thick and shiny, pressing down on the air. The hammer was as big as a house, and it made a buzzing sound that shook people's hearts.
He, Wan Moyu, might not be tall, but he was born with divine strength and possessed the bloodline of a half-demon.
"Boom!"
The sledgehammer in his hand emitted a divine light as if it had flown out of a volcano. It was violent and domineering.
"Don't even think about touching Little Nan Nan."
Yan Ling 'er shouted. She waved her whip and created a divine flame to block the attack of the Myriad Calamity Sect disciple.
"Chi!"
The long whip burned more than ten cultivators into ashes.
"How dare you!"
When Wan Moyu saw this, his eyes widened. These were all disciples of his Myriad Calamity Sect, yet Yan Ling 'er had killed more than ten of them in a single move. This was beyond his imagination.
"The future ruler of Fire Nation is indeed extraordinary!”
Mu Qingfeng and the other two Heaven's Favorites were shocked. Yan Ling 'er's strength had exceeded their imaginations. Her fire divine art was extremely powerful. It was very likely that she had already obtained Fire Country's strongest secret art.
"Don't let your guard down. Her whip is very special, and it's enhanced by fire god art.”
Mu Qingfeng's eyes flashed coldly as he explained the reason.
"Dang! Boom!"
These people finally fought together. In an instant, boundless divine light bloomed, and wisps of divine power crushed the void.
The battle between the prodigies began.
For a moment, the battle erupted and they were evenly matched.
Wan Moyu and the others had never expected Yan Ling 'er's terror.
"Do you really think you can get what you want?"
Yan Ling 'er shouted angrily. Her long hair fluttered as she hugged Little Nan Nan with one hand. Her red dress swayed like a female god of war.
As he spoke, a burst of auspicious light rushed up, and a deafening explosion sounded.
A necklace floated in the air, emitting the auspicious glow.
This was a treasure that the Fire Emperor had given to Yan Ling 'er. Once the seal was removed, it would be able to unleash attacks of different levels!
"Do you think I'm not prepared?"
Wan Moyu looked at the treasure and laughed coldly.
A blurry corpse suddenly appeared. It was terrifying!
His entire body was covered in boundless blood qi, and demonic power overflowed, shaking the void. He didn't look like a corpse, but more like a ferocious demon. The stench of blood was emitted from his body.
Its flesh had already rotted, but it still possessed boundless blood qi. It was like a blood demon that wanted to tear the world apart and destroy the void.
In this isolated space, everyone felt a surge of blood.
"Black Blood Devil Puppet, since your Myriad Tribulation Sect has such a thing, aren't you afraid of being despised by the world?!”
Looking at the figure that appeared and the corpse that was covered in all kinds of patterns, Hua Feng was furious.
The Black Blood Devil Puppet was a corpse similar to Yan Ling 'er's necklace. It also had various combat powers. It was even stronger than the necklace because it could continue fighting while the necklace could only attack once.
However, the Black Blood Devil Puppet was extremely vicious. It required the blood of countless people and the corpse of an expert to be refined alive. The expert had to suffer inhumane treatment and his soul had to be tortured until it collapsed before it could be refined.
Refining a Black Blood Devil Puppet was no different from massacring a city.
"So what? No one will know if I kill you.”
Wan Moyu smiled evilly. This thing was given to him by Dao Ming, and it was also one of Dao Ming's trump cards. In order to refine this thing, he had spent a lot of effort. The greatest burst of power could allow the Black Blood Devil Puppet to use the combat strength of a half-step Almighty!
Underworld Shenzi's eyes flashed with a strange light as he narrowed his eyes.
A greedy expression appeared on his face. His cultivation technique required blood, and this Black Blood Devil Puppet was also effective for him.
"Kill them all."
The Black Blood Devil Puppet roared. Boundless blood qi filled the entire space. He roared angrily. Some of the weaker disciples could not withstand it and directly exploded. This thing required a blood sacrifice to use.
This scene sent chills down Mu Qingfeng's spine. Wan Moyu's lineage was too ruthless.
"Boom!"
The demonic puppet moved and transformed into a black demonic dragon. Every step it took shattered the void, pressing down on Yan Ling 'er and the others in the distance until they spat out blood.
Seeing this, Yan Ling 'er and the others had solemn expressions.
She hugged the unconscious little Nan Nan tightly, and her eyes flickered with a strange light. In order to not let the little Nan Nan see too much blood and let an accident happen, Yan Ling 'er deliberately let the little Nan Nan fall asleep.
"Untie…"
Yan Ling 'er formed a seal in her hand.
However, at this moment, she stopped. Not only her, but everyone else also stopped what they were doing.
A chill silently swept through the hearts of many elites.
If one were to enter the icy cave in this space, the coldness would reach one's soul.
"Keke, the Black Blood Devil Puppet can make up for my remaining blood Qi.”
A sinister laughter that made people's ears restless and irritated exploded in everyone's ears.
The originally tyrannical Black Blood Devil Puppet was frozen in the air. It was as if it was being held in the hands of an invisible thug like a chick. It could not break free no matter how hard it tried. The Blood Devil was visibly drying up.
At the same time.
A golden pill-shaped object appeared. It spewed out a scarlet blood mist. The mist condensed and slowly condensed into a blurry figure.
It was an old man.
Its entire body was like a dried up skeleton, shriveled and shriveled. Its skin and bones were one with each other, and it was lifeless. At first glance, it looked like a dried corpse!
The Black Blood Devil Puppet shriveled bit by bit. Wisps of blood Qi seeped out of his body and entered the old man's nose. A sickly red flush appeared on the old man's face.
"Who are you?"
Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts trembled.
This was definitely an old monster, not someone they could deal with.
The Black Blood Devil Puppet, which could at most unleash the power of a half-step Almighty, was being grabbed like a chicken.
"Me? Who do you call me when you intrude upon my slumber?”
The shriveled old man seemed to be in a good mood as he smiled sinisterly.
Hearing this, Yan Ling 'er and the others retreated. They were all shocked. The master of the underground palace was estimated to have been alive for at least hundreds of thousands of years. However, they quickly dismissed this thought. It was impossible for him to be alive. It should be said that he was very likely an old monster sealed in the Source of God.
Seeing the expressions of the people present, the shriveled old man smiled.
" Oh, I forgot. I was severely injured and was on the verge of death. I've been sealed for hundreds of thousands of years. No one in the world should know my name. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, people called me Demonic Dragon Grand Sage…"
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