Nine suns stepping on the sky

The purpose of Wu Duo's passing back to the Witch Devourer is to hope that the ethnic group can recite this credit and treat his family and children kindly after his death.

Therefore, news about the Demon Sword must never be mentioned, otherwise it would be a serious crime among the family to hide it secretly, enough to send all his relatives to hell.

Because of this, Wu Hazan almost laughed angrily when he saw Mo Yu swinging his sword!

Hunyuan Wuji, a small thing like an ant, dared to swing a sword at it, it really didn't know how to live or die.

It didn't even look back, and punched the colorful bubble with a punch. Killing this woman is the key now!

As for Mo Yu's sword... Hehe, even if you stand still and let you chop for 100 years, you can't break Grandpa's powerful physical defense.

When I look back, I will crush you bit by bit!

When he secretly became ruthless, a coldness suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart, and Wu Hazan said inwardly that he was not good. Before he could react, the flesh and blood on his back burst open, and a long wound appeared.

Although not deep, the blood surged wildly, and there was an extremely cold aura. It crazily penetrated into the flesh and blood, continuously erupting to prevent the flesh from repairing itself, making the wound a mess!

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Wu Hazan roared in pain, and turned his head to stare at Mo Yu, his eyes burst out with murderous intent.

He never expected that such a weak thing like an ant could cause such serious damage to it.

dead!

You must kill him, extract your soul and refine your soul, and you will never be reborn forever!

Suddenly, Wuhazan's face was cloudy and uncertain. He suddenly came back to his senses, and then stared at the magic sword in Mo Yu's hand, his eyes became hot.

Even a mere movement of Hunyuan Wuji can cause serious damage to it. This sword...is extraordinary!

Although the Black Witch Clan is best at refining and manipulating corpse puppets, and rarely uses other treasures, they never have too many such powerful items.

If it came to urge it, how powerful would this sword be?

Thinking of this, Wu Hazan's eyes burned like a raging fire!

"Dare to hurt me, die!" While roaring, it turned around and took a step forward, opened its big hand and went straight to grab Mo Yu.

In the scene just now, everyone saw that Wu Ming's eyes were very wrong now, if he didn't act quickly, he might be robbed first.

boom--

The space distorted suddenly, wrapping Mo Yu inside, and the grip of a super zombie puppet comparable to the Earth Emperor Realm was enough to completely imprison him.

But at this moment, Mo Yu's expression was very calm. He raised his hand and said softly, "Unblock, the first floor."

hum-

The magic sword shook, and blood-colored veins appeared on the black sword body, like blood veins, extending from the tip of the sword to the hilt, and finally penetrated into Mo Yu's palm.

boom--

The distorted space collapsed, and Mo Yu was in a dark void, with a cold, tyrannical, and icy breath sweeping across the sky, black hair flying like a demon!

Raising his hand, it was another sword.

Wu Hazan let out a strange cry, feeling a strong threat from this sword, and punched out fiercely.

The powerful force caused the space around the fist to tremble at a very slight rate every moment. Looking at the surface of the fist with the naked eye, it seemed that there was an extra layer of thick "gloves".

This is a powerful defense method. The continuous distortion and collision of space in a narrow range can quickly weaken and eventually annihilate the attacking power.

But this time, it's not that simple!

Seeing that thick "glove" suddenly separated from it, as if being sliced ​​by an invisible sword, Wu Hazan's face was full of disbelief, and then there was a scream of extreme pain.

Its entire fist was cut open, and the fracture extended to the joints, revealing the tumbling flesh and two halves of the hand and arm bones.

But this is not the end.

Mo Yu shouted coldly, "Explosive!"

The power of the magic sword that had invaded the body completely exploded from the inside to the outside at this moment.

Wu Hazan's face was completely distorted, and he let out an even more shrill, earth-shattering howl. Its entire arm swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it bulged up high in just one breath, like a blood balloon.

Then, it exploded!

The loud noise was like thunder, and Wu Hazan was completely blown away. His face and chest were torn open with countless deep wounds, and large pieces of flesh and blood fell off. You could even see the bones and half-rotted state of his body. internal organs.

"Wuhazan!"

The super corpse puppets roared, and immediately separated three of them, protecting it behind their backs, one by one frightened and angry.

"Kill him, kill him!" Wu Hazan roared in pain.

This time, its super corpse puppet's body was completely damaged, and the power of the magic sword was so corrosive that it actually prevented the body's self-healing.

To Mo Yu, of course I hate it to the extreme!

"Leave it to us!"

"This kid is dead!"

"Crush him!"

Roaring, the three super corpse puppets punched together.

boom--

The collapsed space, like a dragon, opened its mouth full of fangs and bit it!

Mo Yu raised his hand and tapped the sword again, "Unseal, the second floor."

boom--

He released the breath from his whole body, and it surged wildly at an astonishing speed, and the bloody veins on the Demon Sword became more and denser.

Then, with the vertical sword on the top, cut it down!

At this moment, everyone on the battlefield seemed to hear an extremely violent howl.

It's like, the evil spirit imprisoned in the deepest part of the region, pierced through the body by iron chains, venting the endless darkness and hatred in his heart.

This is an evil will that wants to destroy everything and wipe out all living beings!

The collapsed space suddenly came to a standstill, and then separated from it, as if nothingness was also directly cut open by this sword.

The three super corpse puppets screamed at the same time. The horrible wounds started from the center of the eyebrows and extended to the abdomen, as if they were about to split them in the middle!

What is especially strange is that there is only a shallow bloodstain on the surface of the three super corpse puppets, and even a little black blood seeped out, but they fell to the ground, rolling wildly, as if enduring the most cruel torture in the world.

The ground was shattered by them, and spider-like cracks spread out crazily, making the scalp numb and the blood seem to freeze.

Wu Mingke stared at the magic sword in Mo Yu's hand. Suddenly, it seemed to think of something, its pupils subconsciously dilated, and screamed: "Magic sword! This is the magic sword!"

The sound was like a spell, and all the super zombies suddenly stiffened, and their eyes began to reveal a taste called fear.

Yes, they are afraid!

"Kill him, you must kill him, otherwise the entire black witch clan will be destroyed!" Wu Ming roared, his eyes turned red.

The rest of the super corpse puppets, including the seriously injured Wu Hazan, all calmed down after hearing this, but their eyes became crazy.

Because, in Mo Yu's hands is a magic sword... a magic sword that starts with one kill and ends with extinction!

"kill!"

The thirteen super corpse puppets shot at the same time, the violent power made the whole abyss world tremble and unstable, and the tragic momentum of not hesitating to die together made people shudder!

Mo Yu frowned and looked solemn, but at this moment, there was no way to retreat.

I secretly sighed in my heart, I hope I am lucky enough!

He raised his hand and tapped on the magic sword, his body trembled, and he said slowly: "Unseal, the third floor!"