The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1815 We are the masters
It was as if the skin corroded by sulfuric acid formed caterpillars crawling on his face one by one, the whole face was ugly and hideous.

Both sides of the corner of the mouth were torn, spreading to the two ears. His eyes were always closed, but when he opened them, there were no eyeballs in the eye sockets, but two balls of dancing bloody flames.

Against the backdrop of that bloody light, it looked even more hideous and terrifying.

A head of black hair was hanging down all the time, loosely scattered and looking a bit messy.

"But, Lord Mozun, this face is your masterpiece. Speaking of which, I have to thank you. If you hadn't driven me out of the demon clan, how could I have such strength now?"

"I have been waiting for Lord Mozun for many years. For so many years, I have been in a dark corner, watching Lord Mozun, even though he fell asleep a hundred thousand years ago, he still has the ability to jump out from a small How happy I am that the children have grown to where they are today."

"I'm so happy that I can't wait to find Lord Mozun immediately, pull you down from that high position, and let you taste everything I suffered back then."

"It's a pity, every time I send people out, I can always be avoided by you, Master Mozun. Tsk, you said that the Tao of this world is hard to protect yourself, why do you still protect you? You are a demon."

As the man said this, there was no expression on his ugly face, but the corners of his mouth were raised high, his smile was very gentle, but matched with his hideous and distorted face.

Jun Moyuan paused, in the depths of his mind, where the soul was, amidst the blood, a man in a black robe with a cold face slowly opened his eyes, he had the same face as Jun Moyuan, and he revealed Seeing the outside world through Jun Moyuan's perspective.

When he saw that person, he only showed familiarity in his eyes, but otherwise there was no emotion at all, the whole person was like a machine.

"Magic."

He spit out two words lightly, and these two words reached Jun Moyuan's mind. Jun Moyuan felt the awakening of another consciousness in his body, and frowned.

In the next moment, a picture appeared in his mind, which was forced into it by someone, so it must be that guy.

In the picture, the demon realm shrouded in black mist, that round of blood moon hangs high above the sky, and the swaying blood light shrouds the entire demon realm.

In the dungeon of the Devil's Dungeon, a person was lying on the ground like a bereaved dog, in a state of distress, and all the clothes on his body were stained with blood.

He raised his head, his hair disheveled.

The jet-black hair covered his entire body, and a pair of smirking eyes emerged from the hair gap.

"Hey, isn't this our Lord Mozun, who manages everything every day? Why did Lord Mozun come to see me, a clown, in person, because he wants to see how embarrassed I am?"

The person lying on the ground barely straightened his body against the wall, panting weakly every time he moved.

The blood from the corner of his mouth was also dripping non-stop.

But he didn't notice it, and stared straight at the person who walked in from the outside. The person was dressed in a black robe, his body was cold, and his eyes had no emotion. He stared at him coldly, with a demonic aura surround.

"Mo Sha, I'll give you a chance, why did you betray the Mozu?"

Mozun's voice was very cold, as cold as a piece of broken ice, piercing hard into people's hearts.

The cold aura emanating from him formed a powerful aura, and the entire dungeon, including those demons following him, fell silent like a cicada.

Bean-sized cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and he didn't dare to breathe, for fear of being angered by Lord Mozun.

Mo Sha naturally felt that strong breath.

There was a flash of fear in the dark eyes.

But the fear was still suppressed by him reluctantly, he looked at the person in front of him with a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Master Mozun, you say betrayal, I don't admit it, I just do it for the good of our demons, besides, what's wrong with us being demons and cooperating with them, when the world is overthrown in the future, and our demons He is another ruler of this world."

The more Mosha talked, the more excited he became, his eyes were full of enthusiasm, as if he had already seen the moment when their demons ruled the world.

(End of this chapter)