In front of the Shura Palace, the powerful Asura clans turned into blood-blooded revenge mad beasts. All their cultivation was above the Taiyi Golden Immortal, and they rushed out of the protection of the Shura Palace. Under the leadership of the demon kings, they rushed into the endless demon fog.

Not long ago, the Asura clan was weak and was massacred by the demon clan outside the heavens. Nearly half of the tribe members became the souls of the demon clan in that massacre.

Today, the feng shui turns, and Jiang Chen trapped the strongest demon clan Mo Luo Wutian with the twelve capitals god evil formation, causing the entire demon clan's leader to become a piece of loose sand.

He also used the Heavenly Dao God Slayer to devour thousands of demon fog, without the protection of the demon fog. The so-called demon soldiers and generals are just a bunch of walking zombies who have no consciousness and fight by instinct alone.

Although it has the power that exceeds its own limits given by the original magic fog, it is less agile and naturally pales in comparison to the masters.

What they face was the Asura tribe who was cruel and warlike, and was filled with hatred by the hearts.

In this way, although the demons have the advantage in numbers, they will inevitably be crushed and massacre as they rise and fall.

All of this was seen by Mo Luo Wutian in the twelve capitals god evil formation, and his empty eyes were full of coldness.

The next moment, a cold and powerful extreme cold aura erupted from Mo Luo Wutian's body along with the rolling magic fog.

His strength and momentum are also increasing.

"Jiang Chen, do you think I will be defeated if I plan to this level carefully?"

"Don't forget, I am Moluo, the supreme demon clan!"

"The methods of my demons are unimaginable to you and others who claim to be the right way!"

"The forbidden art of the demon clan, the eternal magic of the demon!"

Rumble!

With a loud shout, Mo Luo Wutian's body, which was completely intertwined by the demon fog, was filled with crackling black thunder. A cold and deep force, as if from the ancient times, gradually spreading on him.

His aura increased accordingly, gradually overwhelming the twelve capital heavenly evil formations set up by Jiao Demon King and others.

"Dutian God Evil Array, haha, break it for me!"

Roar and punch.

The seven ancestor witches joined forces to form a formation to control the body of the ancestor witch, control the magic weapon in their hands, and bear great pressure to resist Mo Luo Wutian's punch in the eternal state of the Demonic Way.

In an instant, the light on the Twelve Du Tian Shenxian Formation dimmed a little, and the bodies of the seven ancestor witches also produced varying degrees of blurring.

Although they would not break the formation, they would not last long if they continued like this.

"Haha, the Twelve Du Tian Shenxian Formation is worthy of being the first killing formation in the late stage of the prehistoric era. Even in the hands of a group of half-step quasi-saints, they can still exert such power."

"It's a pity that you only have seven Dutian Dao Banners and summon seven ancestor witches. If there were one more, even if the deity performs this eternal demonic path, it would be difficult to break the formation."

"What's even more regrettable is that war, there is no if!"

Moluo Wutian sneered, raised his arms slightly, and clenched his fists.

The Supreme Magic Fist gathers on his hands.

The eternal demonic path, as the forbidden magic technique of the prehistoric demon clan, has the effect of temporarily greatly improving its combat power. In the eternal state of the demonic path, Mo Luo Wutian almost broke the formation with a casual punch.

If both fists are used together and the Supreme Demonic Fist is used, the twelve Du Tian Shensha Formation will inevitably collapse.

However, at this moment, Jiang Chen stood in the air on the chaotic battlefield, controlling the Heavenly Dao God Killing Spear that was more than a hundred feet long, and frantically devouring the original magic fog. At the same time, he was thousands of feet apart and looked at Mo Luo Wutian from afar.

Then, a faint smile,

"Moro, you are such a good person, thank you for your reminder."

Seeing Jiang Chen smiling and hearing his words, Mo Luo Wutian couldn't help but feel nervous.

"You, do you have the eighth Dutian Pluto flag?"

In an instant, Mo Luo Wutian trembled all over, afraid that Jiang Chen would be like a magician, so he suddenly took out the eighth Dutian Dao flag from his sleeve. Then, he personally went into battle and transformed into the eighth ancestor witch.

Jiang Chen chuckled and shook his head,

"I don't have the eighth Pluto flag, but..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Chen paused and looked up at a corner of the horizon.

Then, his glasses narrowed slightly, and his big hand waved suddenly.

"Sister Meng Jiang, you are back at the right time!"

"Dongfang Qinglian Baose Flag, disperse it for me!"

Jiang Chen shouted softly, his heart turned casually, and a gap of about several feet wide suddenly broke in the space surrounded by the precious green lotus flag of the East.

Through the gap, a cold and noble figure suddenly came.

Meng Jiang, here you are back!

Seeing this scene, Moluo Wutian trembled all over and showed a look of horror on his face.

"This, how is this possible? You should be trapped in the deity's magic array now, why is it here?"

"Although the magic array set up by me does not have a strong array base and array eye, it is more than enough to trap you for a quarter of an hour. With your strength, you shouldn't break the array so quickly and rush back here."

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

Moluo Wutian panicked.

In Jiang Chen's camp, if you want to ask Mo Luo Wutian the most feared, the answer is undoubtedly Meng Jiang in front of him.

Seeing him like this, Meng Jiang couldn't help but sneer.

"Nothing is impossible, Moluo, although your magic array can trap me for a quarter of an hour, have you ever seen me enter the array with your own eyes?"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Luo Wutian was stunned.

Yes, since Jiang Chen saw the clues of the magic array and sent the strong men away, he just made it for Mo Luo Wutian to see, so why did he really enter the formation?

When the Mo Luo takes the bait and gets into the trap, the strong will return. Wouldn't it be a sure thing to catch a turtle in the jar?

However, just as Mo Luo Wutian was about to figure it out, a sudden light of inspiration appeared, as if he had recalled something, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"But I saw with my own eyes that the old ghost of the Styx entered the devil formation. The ancestor witch set out with him and should enter the formation. But why... Could it be that the only one who entered the formation was the Styx?"

He did see with his own eyes that the ancestor of the Styx Cult entered the magic array. It was this sight that made him send troops without hesitation.

When Jiang Chen heard this, he couldn't help but sneer.

"If that old guy doesn't enter the camp, wouldn't it be a waste of my foolings on him?"

"Besides, the River Styx is the master of the Netherworld Blood Sea. It arrives instantly above this blood sea. It must have arrived at the magic array before Sister Meng Jiang. And if he doesn't enter the array, how could you get into my trap so decisively?"

"If it is empty, it is solid, and if it is solid, it is empty. Soldiers are the intrigue."

"Moro, do you understand?"

Another murderous words.

Moreover, what Jiang Chen did not mention is that the purpose of allowing the Styx to enter the Demon Array this time was to achieve his Taoist heart. Without knowing that Styx entered the Demon Array, he would inevitably be concerned about the Asura clan and anxious to break the formation.

In this way, the heart of Tao is stable and the great Tao is expected.

Of course, these are all later stories.

Meng Jiang's arrival undoubtedly added a weight to Jiang Chen's side to victory.

However, for Moluo Wutian, he has never reached the point of complete despair.

"As long as I break the twelve capital heavenly evil formation first, in the eternal state of the demonic path, I will not be the opponent of this ancestor witch. As long as I succeed in the battle, I will cut off his plunder of the demon fog of our clan. When the day my Lord is reborn, all obstacles will be turned into a bubble!"

"I have a chance!"

Moluo Wutian said firmly in his heart.

But the next moment, he suddenly widened his eyes and an incredible picture appeared in front of him.
Chapter completed!