I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 679
Jie Zezhu's uncharacteristic performance once again fell into the eyes of the demon clan and the great scholars. At this moment, they were even more surprised that this legendary god could actually enter the realm of no one under such coercion, and even dozens of demon kings Even the monster power of the Yaozun can't restrain him at all.

So at that moment, the demon emperor asked those demon saints for help.

"My lords, please help us, this thing is really rare!"

At this moment, Yinlun has noticed this situation, especially when he saw that the Jie Zezhu was going to grab it directly when a demon emperor revealed his body, but the Jie Zezhu suddenly turned into a spark and passed through directly.

"Then let me meet it!"

At this time, there was another cold snort, but it was the black water demon boy who spoke. Last moment, it was still fighting with Xiang He, but at this moment, its figure suddenly fell, and then it stretched out its hand, and the hand immediately There are countless water droplets flashing.

In an instant, these drops of water have turned into a stream, and now they are flowing towards the exhausted water bead.

The gurgling water was crystal clear, and in just a moment, it had already caught up with the galloping Zezhu, and then directly wrapped it in it.

Under the interference of this powerful water flow, the Zhuang Zezhu was blocked as expected, but the flames were still rising, struggling crazily in it.

The black water demon boy who was full of confidence a second ago was also startled at this moment, as if he hadn't thought that the Jie Zezhu would have such a turbulent power, so he stretched out his hand again and swung out another stream of water.

But beside the water that was chasing at this moment, there were thousands of silver threads that moved one step faster. Seeing this, the black water demon boy immediately shouted angrily.

"Yinlun! Don't ruin my good deed!"

It was the demon saint silver wheel who made the move, but at this moment it seemed to be unheard of, and the silver hair was still moving forward quickly.

"This thing should belong to my northwest demon clan."

"It's a joke, I said it long ago, whoever gets this thing first will own it!"

Yinlun argued, but the black water demon boy's expression was suddenly ferocious at this moment, and he immediately waved his hand, trying to take back the Zheze Pearl that was engulfed in the water.

At the same time, the silver thread has also been entangled. When the two sides competed, several Wenli chains were also released in the sky and twisted away.

All of a sudden, three parties shot, but Jie Zezhu remained motionless.

Song Mu, who was fighting fiercely with Nabal, had no time to take care of this sudden change.

With the blessing of poetry and the pure literary power in the white jade scroll, Song Mu was finally able to manipulate the phantom at this moment, and the two sides were savagely entangled, trying to kill each other with every blow.

And Baler, who had used all his strength, was also extremely annoyed at the moment, and he never thought that the phantom that Song Mu had gathered again could compete with him.

This is already a kind of taunt, putting Baler on the verge of going berserk.

But at this moment, several figures came rushing forward, and several monster clans of the Black Scorpion tribe rushed forward, and they were about to help Ba Le at this moment.

"You all step back!"

"He can only be defeated by me!"

Baal's angry shout came out suddenly, and the voice already contained my Anfen's anger.

The shot of the same family made Ba Le feel a kind of humiliation, and made Ba Le even more crazy.

So the next moment, Baler's huge body jumped up directly, and rushed towards Song Mu again. Song Mu waved the spear in phantom, but was restrained by his claws. Song Mu immediately drew the gun, but saw an afterimage coming.

The next moment, a corner of the phantom was pierced, and it turned out to be Nabal's tail.

The tail hook shining with black gold light flashed in front of Song Mu's eyes, and the next blow seemed to be aimed at Song Mu Xuying's neck, but was suddenly held by a hand.

Song Mu let out a deep snort, exerting strength in his hands at this moment, and the two sides could not hold on anymore.

Panting heavily, the blood on Song Mu's face was throbbing, but at this moment, a light flashed in front of his eyes, and Song Mu saw that it turned out to be his Wenxing waist card.

At this moment, a strange light is flashing on it, and there seems to be a frequency between the flashes.

Not only that, even the white jade scroll that Song Mu gave to him has changed at this moment.

In other words, it wasn't the white jade scroll, but the celestial star core hidden in the white jade scroll.

This made Song Muxi suddenly confused. When he looked up, a huge wave suddenly struck outside, sweeping both of them down.

Then there were several exclamations, but these voices came from several demon saints and great scholars above the sky.

In an instant, a scorching hot breath spread out in this piece of heaven and earth.

And all of this came from the Exhausted Zezhu, which was bound and contested by the three parties.

At this moment, there have been new changes in the Exhausted Zezhu, the flames that were swarming on it changed from orange to bright red, and as the light changed, it seemed that the Exhausted Zezhu had suddenly undergone more changes.

An extremely scorching energy burst out from it, and that energy directly dried up the water flow, scorched the silver wire, and shattered the Wenli chain!

This is an unprecedented power. When this kind of energy comes, even the demon saint finds it hard to resist for a while.

"This is how the same thing!"

"This Jie Zezhu can have such supernatural powers!"

Both the Blackwater Demon Boy and Yinlun exclaimed at this moment. The Jie Zezhu in front of them actually gave them an unimaginable threat at this moment, and this feeling even surpassed the realm of strength. oppression.

At this moment, they couldn't help but have a thought in their hearts, that is, the Exhausted Zezhu in front of them is a divine object that must be kept in their pockets.

And just after Jie Zezhu broke free from the shackles of several forces, he turned into a human form again at this moment, and then continued to move towards Song Mu.

Song Mu, who was in the middle of the fight, also saw this situation suddenly, and the fiery red figure shot out, which made Song Mu extremely confused for a while.

Ba Le, who was knocked down by the huge power, also noticed the movement of the Zezhu at this moment, and his eyes suddenly shifted from Song Mu's body, and then looked at the Zhuzezhu.

The next moment, I saw it flicking the tail hook of this huge body and heading towards the Exhausted Zezhu.

The galloping Jue Zezhu couldn't even maintain its human form, but when the tail hook suddenly appeared in front of it, this bright red flame body did not turn into blossoming flames to escape the opponent's attack again.

Suddenly, there was a terrifying scream.

And that voice came from Balak.

On Nabal's tail hook, there was a huge blood hole left on the incomparably hard carapace!
In the blood hole, the flame continued to rise, piercing the flesh and blood, and came towards Song Mu again.

Such a strange scene stunned all the monsters and great scholars in the field.

Song Mu saw the fiery figure in front of him, and prepared to deal with it almost like a conditioned reflex. At this moment, the phantom raised his palm to block everything.

But what followed was a huge wave of scorching air.

The scorching heat rushed towards the face, and at this moment, it directly rushed into Song Mu's red phantom, and the huge power brought by it directly swept away Song Mu's phantom, unable to stand.

Song Mu's eyes widened suddenly.

At this moment, Song Mu and the phantom looked at each other.

Perhaps it was the reflection in the scorching flames, but Song Mu actually felt a kind of cheering.

That was the emotion of exhaustion, excitement, joy, and even impatience.

But at the next moment, a wall of words suddenly appeared between the two, and Song Mu's phantom was moved out of the magic circle, and Xiang He's voice suddenly came from the sky.

"Song Mu, retreat immediately!"

Between the words, several great Confucian scholars in the sky rejoined the formation, outputting massive literary power, and once again hit the Exhausted Zezhu with various attacks, and suppressed it again at this moment.

At the same time, there was a scream.

"Catch Song Mu, Jie Zezhu cares about him so much, there must be something weird about him!"

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(End of this chapter)