The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 595: Five People Fighting for Their Lives
In the Snow Lotus Valley

The snow lotus beads scattered, and all living creatures seemed to come alive at this moment. They all raised their little heads and looked at the sadly crying purple man.

Yuxi was very touched standing beside Miaoyuan. It was the first time he heard Miaoyuan cry so sadly. He never thought that this little girl who was so good at talking could cry so painfully and aggrievedly. It was so pitiful.

But now Yuxi doesn’t know how to comfort her.

Yan Yun walked over quietly, "It's okay, everything has its own spiritual power. It saved us, and this is its spiritual power."

Miao Yuan held back the pain in her heart and gently put Nuoming down from her arms, "Sister Yan Yun, please take good care of it for me."

Yan Yun's heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look at her in panic, "What are you going to do?"

Miao Yuan placed Nuoming on the snow lotus, turned around and strode towards the group of demons.

Just as Yuxi was about to stop him, he was stopped by Murong Feng beside him.

"Senior Brother?!" Yuxi looked up at Murong Feng anxiously, wondering why Murong Feng was stopping him? Didn't he see that this kid was going crazy now? If he wanted to stop her, he should have stopped her!
Murong Feng's heavy face remained calm, "Let her go."

Otherwise, she might never live in peace for the rest of her life.

"What?" Yuxi was stunned. Just let this little brat go and fight with five of them? Who could she beat?

When the demons saw Miao Yuan walking towards them with a cold look, to be honest, they felt a little scared.

This is the most noble little princess of the ghost clan and the only daughter of His Majesty the King of Hell. If they really hurt her, His Majesty the King of Hell will kill them.

But things have come to this point and they can no longer back down.

Seeing her coming alone, Moqi couldn't help but sneer, "You little brat, you still want to fight five of us?"

Miao Yuan's expression was cold, and the blood-red mandala flower mark on her neck was looming, and was about to appear and devour everything around it.

The powerful purple spiritual power surrounded her body, and something seemed to be changing from top to bottom and from inside to outside. As she walked forward step by step, the color of the spiritual power on her body became more and more intense and brilliant, more and more dazzling, just like the color of the fiery red mandala flower, bright red, bloody, and full of revenge.

She lowered her right hand and drew an arc in the air, and in an instant the pure purple spiritual power from her heart conjured up a phantom spirit.

"I just want to ask one question, who killed Nuoming?!"

Several demons retreated at the same time, "What happened to her? Why is there a fiery red spiritual power on her body?"

"No, she's wrong!"

"This is not her, this is not Junior Sister Miao Yuan!!"

Moqi was also somewhat shocked. A fiery red spiritual power? If he remembered correctly, there was only one person in the world who had such a powerful spiritual power.

That is the former demon king - Man Wuyao, the only wife of His Majesty the King of Hell and the biological mother of this little ghost.

Yes, no wonder Senior Brother has been holding on to this little devil. No wonder Senior Brother told him to use the Mysterious Demon Ice Formation to refine her. So that's how it is. It turns out that she has the powerful spiritual power of Man Wuyao.

It all makes sense.

What if he obtained Man Wuyao's heart power...

There was a strong burst of surprise in Moqi's eyes. Let alone his senior brother, even the elders of Cangling Mountain could not compare to him.

After figuring out all this, Moqi laughed like a madman, "Kill, kill her for me."

Several demons looked at each other. Although they were a little timid, things had come to this point and they had no way out.

"kill!"

Several demons immediately rushed forward with swords in hand. Miao Yuan looked at the demons attacking from all directions without changing her expression.

Kui Yin yelled, "Watch out behind you!"

Yuxi also stamped her feet anxiously, "Oh, don't get hurt! If you can't beat them, call us!"

This kid is really stubborn.

Miao Yuan tightly grasped the phantom in her hand, and her pair of pure purple eyes turned into blood red like a datura flower in an instant, bloodthirsty and bright, and decisive in killing.

"I want you to—"

The words from her red lips showed her powerful spiritual power. "All of them will be buried with Nuoming!"

"Wow," the phantom spirit displayed an extremely strong blood-red light, which was completely different from its previous pure purple spiritual power cultivation.

“This…” “How is this possible?”

Several people present were shocked, including Murong Feng Yuxi and others.

"How can she have such a powerful spiritual power?"

"So powerful..."

"It doesn't look like it's hers."

Murong Feng was shocked. He had only seen such a powerful spiritual power in his master. So far, no one else in Cangling Mountain had such a powerful spiritual power. But he didn't expect that Junior Sister Miaoyuan also had it.

"Phantom, with the power of my heart—"

"Gather the power of the demon tribe's mandala and attack!!"

Miao Yuan gathered all her heart power and forcefully injected it into the phantom, then attacked the several demons around her at an extremely fast speed.

Several demons had a bad feeling, but their speed in turning around and running away was nowhere near one-tenth of the speed of the Phantom Spirit.

"what--!!"

"Puff..." Several people were seriously injured by the power of the phantom spirit. Their chests seemed to be shattered by huge stones, and blood kept spitting out from the corners of their mouths. They didn't even have the chance to say the word "help" before they fell to the ground and never woke up again.

"You..." Moqi was shocked. How could she summon all of her mother's power? She could even inject her mother's power into the power of the phantom spirit. This... This was too incredible.

No, this can be said to be something that is impossible to happen.

But the facts are there, it really happened.

Unless there is only one possibility, this powerful force has been injected into Miao Yuan's body since she was a child, and as Miao Yuan's cultivation has improved, this powerful force has merged with Miao Yuan. Therefore, Miao Yuan can not only control this mysterious power, but also inject all of this mysterious power into the phantom spirit, thereby enhancing the strength of her own magic weapon.

This... this is impossible without a million years of fusion.

Moqi guessed correctly. Miaoyuan did not just improve her spiritual power in the past one million years. She also integrated her mother's power into one, controlling and training phantoms day after day, thus reaching the peak power of today where the power of the heart and the power of magic tools are combined.

She wanted them all to be buried with her.

"Go to hell!"

After the Phantom Spirit dealt with those guys, he launched a powerful attack in the direction where the magic chess piece was, vowing to hit the magic chess piece with one strike and kill it directly to vent his anger.

Moqi secretly thought that something was wrong and immediately controlled the magic sword in his hand to shield himself. However, the magic sword in his hand was not as powerful as the phantom spirit that had integrated the power of Man Wuyao's heart.

Therefore, the magic chess weapon is completely vulnerable.

"Ah——" Not only was the magic sword shattered by the blow, but Moqi's entire body was shaken by the powerful phantom power, and his internal organs trembled. He was in excruciating pain, as if all the flesh and blood in his body were reorganized.

"Bang," the magic chess piece was thrown heavily to the ground, unable to recover.

"Do not……"

"impossible……"

Moqi's hair was disheveled, his ruined eyes were now pale as death, and the scar on his face made him look like a refugee, full of hatred, anger and disbelief.

He curled up on the ground in agony, mumbling, "Impossible... How is this possible..."

How could she possibly outsmart him?

Do not--

Miao Yuan took the phantom back. She walked towards the magic chess coldly, her whole body exuding a cold frost, as if the frost could pierce your vital point with just one touch.

"If you kill Nuoming, I will kill you."

"A life for a life."

"Wow," the phantom in his hand lit up brightly, and the extremely bright blood-red light immediately rushed towards the magic chess, as if thousands of arrows piercing his heart, causing bone-eroding pain.

"what--"

"Senior brother, save me!!"

Moqi was in so much pain that tears flowed from his only surviving left eye.