Suddenly, the Demon Queen's Empress smiled and said, "Young Master is so heroic. Why not be like this. I will give you another lucky prize. The Heavenly Holy Spirit's Sutra is here. If any senior brother kills Mr. Moro, I will give this book to you on behalf of the Demon Master. Mr. Moro, what is this proposal?"

In the Tianxiang Tower, there was silence, and his eyes fell on the Tiansheng Shen Shi Sutra, and his breathing was rapid. Just now, many powerful demons were ready to move, and they were dissatisfied with Zhong Yue ranking above them. Xiu Hongsu was repeatedly left by Zhong Yue aside. When he heard Zhong Yue's crazy words just now, he couldn't bear it.

At this moment, the Demon Queen took out the Heavenly Holy Spirit to illuminate the scriptures, which made them unable to sit still again!

Suddenly, the celestial holy clan Xiangjiang stood up and laughed loudly, "The Heavenly Holy Spirit shines on the scriptures, I'm sure you can get it!"

"Xiang Jiang, you are just the sixth among the top ten, and you dare to compete with me?"

Ye Li, the Ye Li, the Ye Li, the Ye Si, walked out. The Xiangjiang of the Sacred Clan, was eight human bodies, and looked like the old mother of the celestial phenomena. Ye Li had long hands and feet, and the hair on the top of his head was green flames. The hair was dancing like a thin green snake, with a big and wide mouth, protruding fangs, and a beard like fire.

As soon as these two strong men came out, Tu Sikong of Asura tribe walked out with a high fighting spirit and said with a smile: "The Ten Masters are just a false name. Whoever is in the front depends on their true abilities! This time, no one can take it away from me!"

"Hahaha, how can I be missing when competing with Mr. Moro?" Yan Xiangwei, the Holy Clan of the Yama, laughed.

Yanmo Yupo, the Yama Holy Clan, and Yunhe, the auspicious holy clan, also walked out, full of murderous aura. Among the ten heroes, except for the Demon Saint and the Demon Concubine Luo Duluo, the brother of the Demon Concubine, did not come out.

"These guys probably don't know how powerful my brother-in-law is."

Luo Duluo's eyes twitched around, and remembered the situation where Zhong Yue punched him and killed his white lion. He couldn't help but fight a cold war. Suddenly he was very happy again and gloated and said: "I'm dead white lion. I'm afraid the lowest loss. These guys are probably going to be disabled even if they don't die!"

Xiu Hongsu also planned to challenge Zhong Yue. Seeing so many strong people walking out, he couldn't help but sneer, but instead took a step back. He was originally the strongest person in the Danyuan Realm, and the Demon Saint appeared and ranked second. With his own pride, he naturally did not want to be with other strong people.

Zhong Yue looked at Xiu Hongsu and said politely: "Senior Brother Xiu. Where are you?"

He was still very arrogant and murderous just now, but now he suddenly became polite and gentle. Both styles appeared on him at the same time, which looked very strange.

Xiu Hongsu said calmly: "Young Master Moro, if I fight you, I will naturally have to have a fair duel and will not take any advantage of you."

"I see."

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Senior Brother Xiu wait for a moment. Where are you planning to showdown? You can choose a location."

Xiangjiang took the lead, flew out of Tianxiang Tower, and laughed loudly, "Moro. I will fight you in the air!"

He was in the air and shook his body, showing the true body of the natural holy clan. The eight-headed spider-body scorpion tail, and two sickle-like mantis claws laughed and said, "Moro, the beginning of your fame was all about fighting women. Now it's time to let you know the power of my celestial holy clan man! Come out and have a happy battle with me!"

In the building, Zhong Yue still said politely: "Do other senior brothers plan to fight in the air?"

Ye Li flew out of Tianxiang Tower, and fell to the ground with a thud. The sound came from the ground: "I will fight you on the ground. This is Heiquan Pass, you can rest assured. If you and I fight, you will definitely not be able to defeat this place!"

Tu Sikong stepped out of Tianxiang Tower. His figure fell on the spire of an 18-story tower in the distance and said leisurely: "Moro, I heard that you bullied the Saint's Concubine. I was not there at that time, otherwise how could you be allowed to be arrogant in the holy mountain of my holy city?"

Yan Xiangwei turned into a mysterious light and flew out, landing on the city tower of Baili. His voice trembled: "I will fight you on the city tower, so that all the Qi Refiners can clearly see the situation of you being killed by me!"

Zhong Yue looked at Yun He of the Jixiang Holy Clan. Yun He laughed loudly and was about to fly out of Tianxiang Tower. He only laughed halfway. Suddenly, Concubine Jixiang came to him like lightning, grabbed his ear and twisted it for a few weeks, and pulled it to the side.

Yun He blushed and shouted, "Empress, what do you mean? I want to kill him upright and seize the Heavenly Holy Spirit. Killing him is also avenging you... Don't pull my ears, I've grown up, you still pull my ears!"

Concubine Jixiang beat him up and scolded him, "You are the only one in my uncle. If you were beaten to death by him, I will not be able to take revenge! Be good to me, and I will know that my sister is for your own good later!"

Yun He said angrily: "So many seniors and peers are here, what's the face of me if you pull me in the ears like this? Besides, men should be bloodthirsty to kill..."

Concubine Jixiang grabbed his ear and punched and kicked. Yun He's face was covered in blood. He stood beside her obediently and said angrily to Zhong Yue: "Moro, I'm not afraid of you. My cousin asked me to let you go!"

Zhong Yue nodded and said politely: "Thank you."

"No thanks!" Yun He snorted angrily, his handsome face swollen like a pig's head.

Both men and women of the Auspicious Holy Clan are good at singing and dancing, and their combat power is not strong, but their figure and appearance can be said to be among the top among the eight holy clans.

Zhong Yue looked at Yan Mo Yuepo and smiled and said, "Senior Brother Yan Mo, where are you planning to showdown?"

Yan Moyuepo smiled and said, "These guys have already taken the terrain of Heiquan Pass and thought they had taken advantage of it and could kill you. But I didn't know that I didn't need to go outside if I wanted to take action. Moro, I'll kill you here! Concubine Tianmo, Luoduluo, I'll kill Moro here and destroy your Tianxianglou things. You Rakshasa clan don't blame me, right?"

Luo Duluo smiled and said, "Senior Brother Yanmo can fight with confidence. I, the Rakshasa clan, can accept it if I destroy Tianxianglou. Even if I demolish Tianxianglou, I will not frown."

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "You can't beat anything. If it is broken, I will compensate you."

Yan Moyuepo's murderous aura soared into the sky, and buzzed behind his head, and waves of light appeared. He suddenly looked like a ghost creature. Countless unjust souls surrounded him. In an instant, the temperature in Tianxiang Tower dropped sharply, and the ghost fire floated quietly!

A big gourd flew out of his mysterious realm of soul. It was more than one person tall. The gourd was green and filled with strange totem textures on it. It formed a pattern of entanglement between ghosts and gods.

"Soul-killing Gourd!"

Xiu Hongsu raised his eyebrows lightly and whispered: "This guy has really been refined!"

As soon as the soul-slaying gourd came out, the air temperature suddenly increased again. The other young powerful people in the building dispersed from afar, and the giants were moved.

The giant of the Yama Holy Clan stroked his beard and laughed: "Can the Sea King see the wonders of this soul-slaying gourd?"

King Sha Qishan nodded gently and praised: "There is another space in the gourd. The blood of the human race is used to refine a sea of ​​blood, and bury tens of thousands of corpses and tens of thousands of souls. Refining this treasure gourd. The most important one is the human soul. The soul of the human race is different from the soul of other races, and it contains very strange energy. However, the gourd itself does not have much power. This Yanmo Yuepo probably used the human race's corpses and souls to refine another surprise weapon!"

The giant of the Yama Holy Clan was moved and said with a smile: "The Sea King is indeed very skillful in his eyes, and he can almost see the mystery of the Soul-Slaying Gourd at a glance. Yes, although the human race is weak, its soul is very strange. Their body is also very nourishing. It is a good material for treasure refining, and it is simply a living elixir."

King Shirokishan nodded and said, "In this battle, some people will fight. The demons are indeed strong. These younger generations will probably compare us older generations in the future."

The giant of the Yama Holy Clan laughed.

Yan Moyuepo scolded, and saw the mouth of the gourd open. Countless unjust souls flew out of the gourd, like thick black smoke. A knife rose slowly from the gourd, entangled by countless unjust souls!

The soul-slashing sword, the magic sword that turns the soul, soul and spirit!

"In order to refine this magic knife, I have lost a lot of thought. I have killed countless human races, taken their souls and blood, and used their corpses to refine this magic knife!"

Yan Moyuepo held the knife and smiled, "I used all my worth to refine this knife. When this knife was not achieved, I ranked ninth among the ten masters. If this knife is 10%, my ranking is only to be promoted to second place, and Xiu Hongsu will not be my opponent. Today, Moro, you are the first soul buried under my knife!"

Zhong Yue's face turned cold. The knife destroyed too many human unjust souls and killed too many people, which made the blood in his body suddenly calm down, then exploded again, shocked again, and burned again!

His hair floated faintly, and his hair was gently cruising in the air, and he completely exerted the murderous intent!

The Demon Concubine knew his origin and couldn't help but say something bad in her heart.

At this moment, Xiang Jiang's scream came from outside: "Moro, do you only dare to hit the girls? Come out and die!"

Zhong Yue turned around and walked out of the building. Yan Moyuepo set up a soul-killing knife and slashed behind him. He laughed and said, "Moro, I will never see blood when I get out. Do you still want to leave? You can leave..."

Boom-

Zhong Yue suddenly turned around, all the power burst out. He raised his feet and fell down. He shot his body in a flash, rushed towards the light of the knife, and punched out with a punch. The boxing intention was domineering and vast, and Tianxiang Tower vibrated violently, as if it was about to collapse!

The extremely violent aura made all the existences in the building feel that the sky is blue and blue, and the blood falls from the sky and dye everything in the world red!

Bang—

The soul-slashing knife in Yan Moyuepo's hand exploded, and the fist became bigger and bigger, and a punch hit him. Yan Moyuepo was crushed into meat paste and flesh, and his soul was shattered!

Zhong Yue jumped out of the building, and rushed straight to Xiangjiang in the air.

Xiang Jiang was still screaming, but suddenly his eyes twitched. When he looked up, he saw a thirty-six-foot giant falling from the sky. The demon sun was beating in the air, and nine demon gods stood tall and worshiped.

"Good come!"

Xiang Jiang shouted, urging all his strength to meet him. The next moment, the sixth-ranked existence of the Ten Masters exploded and turned into blood mist, and countless pieces of corpse fell from the air. In the blood mist, Zhong Yue and the corpse fell together, and Ye Li was on the ground!

A terrifying vibration came from the ground, like a giant beast colliding and fighting. The vibration came and went quickly. When the vibration disappeared, a figure soared into the sky and rushed towards the top of the tower.

The faces of the giants in Tianxiang Tower changed drastically, and they quickly flew out of Tianxiang Tower and looked down. They saw Ye Li of the Yasha Holy Clan, the third-ranked existence among the ten heroes, and their entire body was torn apart!

"not good!"

The fourteen giants' faces changed, and the Asura giant hurriedly said loudly: "Stop him!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!