Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The little fire man who was ready to go was united with one magic arrow. The three magic arrows were like three fire dragons, heading straight to Mo Ao's chest. Although they could not shoot the Demon Emperor, they were enough to destroy his tall body. Zhao Neng bet that Mo Ao would not fight his life!

The body of the ninth level of the Holy Body can withstand the attack of the best magic weapon, but it is like a piece of paper in front of the top magic weapon Shooting the Divine Bow, and it can be broken with one stab! The main reason is that Zhao Neng, the new master, has a low cultivation level and can only exert one-tenth of the power. Otherwise, the magic arrow of the Sun Killing God will be far away from the distance, and the body of the Demon Emperor will be crushed to pieces.

Zhao Neng bet right!

Facing the three galloping fire dragons, Mo Ao's eyes condensed and his heart beat thunderously. He cast the magic crossing spell with his left hand and opened the first arrow. He had to withdraw his right hand and used the magic crossing spell to lift the second arrow, and the third magic arrow was also lifted.

Zhao Neng took the opportunity to take two steps, and two bottles of top-quality baby-raising pills flew into the air, transforming into the mouth, and the majestic spiritual energy replenished the green spiritual liquid. He held the top-quality fire spirit stone in both hands, and the Nascent Soul Dharma Body swallowed the fire spirit energy in his mouth.

snort!

The demon apo sneered, how dare the ants resist?

Spiritual attack!

One step is a thousand miles away, and the hands are held in a coherent manner, and it is natural.

The teleporting Zhao Neng suddenly let out a muffled groan, the sea of ​​consciousness stinged, and a dizzy feeling, almost falling from the air. The divine furnace was calm and waved a trace of divine fire to brush it by, and a trace of divine soul trying to penetrate into the sea of ​​consciousness came up with blue smoke.

The demon arriving in the sky, a sting of pain came from the sea of ​​consciousness, and a trace of soul was actually burned!

A bottle of top-quality soul-raising pill flew into the mouth, melted at the entrance, and the sea of ​​consciousness returned to normal. Zhao Neng felt like he had a nightmare, sweating like slurry, and sighed inwardly that it was so dangerous!

With a light ding, a barrier of spiritual consciousness cultivation shattered, and a layer of spiritual consciousness was promoted to the level of spiritual consciousness through tribulation.

A blessing in disguise!

"Thank you for the divine stone, thank you for the divine furnace!"

If it weren't for his spiritual consciousness at the peak of the ninth level of the God Transformation, or without the help of the divine furnace, the spiritual attacks carried out by the Demon Emperor would have destroyed his soul and hit it with one blow!

Insidious and vicious! The demons acted like everything and used all means to achieve their goals. They killed people without blinking. At this point, Zhao Neng’s ruthlessness was far from enough. A woman’s kindness was another rare lesson that would never be forgotten for life!

Kill it, kill it, the strong are always right!

Zhao Neng understood that the Divine Stone did not let the Divine Furnace take action in advance, and intentionally allowed his sea of ​​consciousness to be attacked by a soul on the seventh level of the Demon Crossing. With his sea of ​​consciousness at the peak of the Ninth level of the God Transformation, nothing would happen.

Generally speaking, if the soul attack exceeds one major realm, it can only hit one attack, causing the opponent's consciousness to be temporarily lost; if the soul exceeds two major realms, it can directly destroy its soul.

"Zhao Neng, don't worry about that kid's spiritual attack!"

The second soul attack that Mo Ao used failed and lost a trace of his soul. Only then did he realize that the magical fire of the weapon refining master Zhao Xiaozi was different. He grabbed Zhao Xiaozi and explored it carefully. This kid must have a great opportunity, and he must get the magical bow!

A sword light flashed past, and Mo Ao hurriedly retracted his big hand.

The master of Yunmeng Pavilion, Sun Maoqiang's burly body blocked in front of the seventh floor of the tribulation.

"Mo Ao, a demon emperor actually bullies a junior? Is the demon clan shameless?"

"Old guy, just beat me if you want to, and say less nonsense!"

"The demon clan is insidious and cunning! Are you waiting for the demon to come up? Two against one! I won't play with you treacherous villains!"

After passing the tribulation, Sun Maoqiang caught up with Zhao Neng and took him to walk through the sky. Without waiting for Mo Ao to catch up, he opened the city-sharing formation and entered the Beishan City.

Sun Maoqiang, who was passing through the seventh level of tribulation, received a call for help from Sun Lusheng, walked through the sky and rushed to Hai'an City. He saw Mo Ao suddenly attacking Zhao Neng from a distance. He was too late to take action, so he could only watch. Fortunately, the three divine arrows delayed the Demon Emperor Mo Ao for a moment. He didn't know that Mo Ao had also launched a second soul attack!

"Thank you, Senior Sun, for saving your life!"

"Saint Zhao is so serious. I want to thank Master Zhao for saving my great-grandson!"

Zhao Neng was stunned. The third level of the Nascent Soul who was rescued in Hai'an City not long ago must have been sent to Sun Maoqiang, so that he could escape the disaster.

One peck and one drink, cause and effect!

"The third floor of the Nascent Soul that Master Zhao saved in Hai'an City is my husband's great-grandson Sun Lusheng. He has returned to Yunmeng Pavilion safely."

"Senior Sun, what about Hai'an City now?"

"The Demon Top is so angry that it is so embarrassing that Hai'an City has become a ruin, and hundreds of thousands of people have been tragically killed!"

Sun Maoqiang is not in the ancient well. The life and death of hundreds of thousands of mortals is insignificant to monks of his realm. After decades of calm, the population will recover as before.

"Senior Sun, the power of the Middle Earth Continental Alliance is far greater than that of the demons. Why not drive the demons out of the sea?"

"What Master Zhao said is reasonable! Even if the demon immortals and magic Tai come down from the fairy world to practice, the strength of the Xijin Continent Alliance is not weaker than that of the demon clan. Should Master Zhao be the purpose of this catastrophe in the world?"

"Senior Sun, according to the understanding of the younger generation, the alliance wants to inspire the fighting spirit of the human race and the demon race through the catastrophe in the world!"

"What Master Zhao said is right, isn't the demon clan? The number of human race, demon clan and demon clan cultivators has exceeded the carrying capacity of the five elements, and catastrophes are inevitable! Last time, the catastrophes of the whole world, the alliance and the demon clan lost more than one million cultivators, and more than 1,500 years have passed and have recovered as before. The cycle of heaven is reincarnated! The monks can see who can survive this catastrophe in the world? Even standing out, ascending to the fairy world is the ultimate goal of the cultivators. Otherwise, what is the difference between us old guys who have lived for 20,000 years and 30,000 years?"

Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, and the natural law! Zhao Neng can already understand this level, but seeing hundreds of thousands of mortals suffering, slaughtered by demons like a pride of local chickens and dogs, becoming food and unable to control the impulse to take action, is also one of the manifestations of the mental state of not being able to be perfect at the peak of the Ninth Level of the Nascent Soul!

Zhao Neng, who had experienced murder and was almost killed in one day, sat cross-legged in the VIP building to rest, empathized with it. His cultivation was not high and his strength was not enough. In the eyes of the Demon Emperor and Demon Ao, he was also an ant, who was the world's number one weapon refining master. He attacked his divine sense and killed him as soon as he said he could kill him. If he was caught, he would die even worse.

The message was sent to the Pavilion Master Sun Maoqiang that he would be in seclusion for a period of time, then set up a ban at the door and enter the cave of practice with his own hands.

Shortly after Zhao Neng was in seclusion, the Demon Emperor Mo Heng also rushed to Beishan City, joined forces with the Demon Emperor Mo Ao, surrounded the city, and launched a fierce attack on the city that night!

The Demon Emperor Mo Heng and Mo Ao worked together to attack the city protection formation, entangling Sun Maoqiang through the tribulation. The demons all over the mountains gathered together to attack the city protection formation fiercely. Arrows on the city walls were like locusts. The demons who were shot or seriously injured were swallowed by their companions on the spot. Although the number continued to decrease, the remaining demons became more powerful. The elders of the Formation Pavilion threw the top-grade spirit stones into the large waves of sources regardless of the cost, stabilizing the violently shaking formation base.

At the end of the day, tens of thousands of people died. When the demons retreated, no corpse was left under the city wall. The city defense formation was full of holes. The formation mage took advantage of the gap between the demons' retreat and quickly repaired or replaced the damaged formation base, line and formation flag.
Chapter completed!