Moduo widened his eyes and gritted his teeth at Yang Kai in front of him, but he was hit hard with a punch.

The huge force hit his face, twisting and deforming his facial features, making him roll in the air, and the feeling of being suppressed finally disappeared. Modu hurriedly stabilized his body, but just as he stood firm, the strange bell rang again in his ears.

The power of suppression that had just disappeared once again enveloped him, causing his power to stagnate slightly. It was this stagnation that made him unable to make reasonable avoidance. He was punched in his chest again, and the sound of a broken bone was heard, and Modu's chest became concave and flew out in response.

The dignified Demon Saint was like a sandbag, flying around in the air by a witch king, and he had no power to fight back. This was simply a great humiliation. Modu’s chest was like a volcano brewing, and his anger could erupt at any time.

Although the opponent's attack was not fatal enough, it was something Modu could not tolerate so embarrassing in front of millions of demons.

The reason for all lies in the strange little clock. With the power of the witch bull himself, Moduo was not afraid at all, but the strange little clock could even suppress the power of the Demon Saint, which made him lose the initiative at the beginning, and then make mistakes step by step, and there was no chance to make a comeback.

Every time the bell rings, the momentum and power that Moduo had just raised was suppressed, and then he ushered in Yang Kai's attack like a storm.

In just one stick of incense, Yang Kai had attacked Moduo thousands of times, and he gave all his strength every time, enough to kill the average Emperor Realm in seconds.

But such a intensive attack made him look embarrassed. He had no sign of serious injury. No matter how severe his chest was sunken, no matter how many bones broke, it seemed that he could recover as before in a very short period of time.

The Demon Saint Modo has extremely tenacious vitality!

Yang Kai was exhausted and panting. Although Long Hua's strength increased greatly, his consumption of himself also increased exponentially. What's more, he had to use the Shanhe Bell in advance every time he attacked. This was another considerable load. If he hadn't had his strong foundation, he would have died of exhaustion.

But he was still not anxious or impatient. He was waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a chance to win with one blow.

The opportunity comes soon.

Moduo was tortured violently, his face was distorted, his teeth were clenched, and his eyes were red, as if he had lost his mind.

The mountain and river bell rang again, and the sound waves visible to the naked eye rushed towards Modu.

But this time, Yang Kai didn't seem to have a good grasp of the timing. When the sound waves hit, Moduo had already avoided it in advance. Without the suppression of Shanhezhong, he could finally let go of his hands and feet to deal with Yang Kai. He grinned and his demonic energy rolled on him, and rushed towards Yang Kai.

Yang Kai showed a hint of panic on his face just right, and his steps were backing back in a hurry, but he could not distance himself from Modu.

Mo Duofei flew over his head and slapped it with a palm. The aura of destruction surged in his palm, covering Yang Kai.

At this moment, Yang Kai raised his hand suddenly and the Xuanjie Pearl flew out. Under his control, the Xuanjie Pearl suddenly disappeared in the void and disappeared. At the same time, a whirlpool-like passage appeared between him and Moduo.

A tide of spiritual thoughts surged out and wrapped around Modu, turning into an invisible big net, and Modu was the big fish in this net.

Yang Kai groaned, his feet remained as if they were born in the same place, and he activated his soul to close the net and catch fish.

As long as he can capture Modu into the Xiaoxuan Realm, he can control Modu’s life and death. Even if he is a real demon saint, he can only exert 70% of his power and should not be his opponent in the Xiaoxuan Realm.

The most important thing is to bring Moduo into the Xiaoxuan Realm.

When the vortex appeared, Modu's face changed slightly, and he obviously realized something. He was very alert in his heart. He hurriedly stopped and wanted to retreat, but the space around him was sticky, as if he was trapped in a quagmire, which made him unable to break free.

That kind of stickiness is the double bonus of Yang Kai's soul wrap and space magic power.

Moduo responded quickly, and the magical power of the Demon Saint-level spiritual power also poured out, turning into sharp awls, stinging around frantically.

The big net formed by Yang Kai's soul power became riddled with holes in an instant. Not only that, his soul was also severely damaged, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices, which looked extremely terrifying.

"What a stupid thing, I'm competing with me for the power of soul?" Mo Duo looked sure to win, with a sarcastic expression on his face, and was not in a hurry to escape from this place. He found that the witch cow was a little bit bound by himself and actually wanted to trap him with the power of soul.

The invisible confrontation was going on all the time, and Yang Kai's soul was getting worse and worse. The invisible big net had already been broken, but he still refused to let go.

Moduo's ridicule turned into shock, because Yang Kai's persistence had exceeded his imagination.

The soul is the origin of wisdom of every creature. If the soul suffers too severe damage, the creature will become a walking zombie.

His attacks were violent and dense. Logically speaking, the witch bull in front of him should have lost all his spiritual consciousness and turned into an idiot, but he found that the facts were not what he knew. The witch bull's face was ferocious, and he was obviously suffering from the pain in his soul, but he was still rational and sober.

Something protects his soul!

Moduo is the Demon Saint after all. Although he does not know the existence of the Wen Shenlian, he also guessed the truth of the matter in a very short time.

It is precisely because of the existence of Wen Shenlian that Yang Kai dared to fight Moduo in this way.

Moduo was also shocked by his guess. He suddenly activated his soul power and looked directly into Yang Kai's eyes. His deep eyes seemed to penetrate all barriers and see all the secrets in Yang Kai's consciousness clearly.

A treasure that can protect a person's immortal soul is also worth seeing for him.

At this moment, a strange smile appeared on Yang Kai's painful face.

The left eye suddenly turned into a golden light, and the majestic vertical benevolence appeared. Then a budding lotus flashed and rushed into Moduo's sea of ​​consciousness.

Moduo snorted angrily, and was about to resist the secret technique of the lotus, but he was shocked to find that the big net that was originally destroyed by him suddenly retracted. His strength almost made him unable to guard against it, and he quickly pulled him towards the vortex.

Moduo was shocked and his body rushed towards the entrance of the Xuanjiezhu involuntarily. The secret technique of the lotus in his mind at the same time, causing him to have a split headache.

If the other party succeeds like this, that would be a real shame. Although Moduo didn't know where the vortex was, seeing Yang Kai spared no effort to pull himself in, he knew that it was definitely not a good place, and maybe he would never get out again after entering.

He endured the pain in his mind and shouted: "Enough!"

A roar shocked all directions.

The force that pulled him was slightly paused. At the same time, a dark light flew over the high altitude of the battlefield of the saints, rushing into Modu's body and disappearing.

Modo's already terrifying momentum surged.

Yang Kai's face changed drastically, his mouth was full of bitterness, which was better than taking Coptis chinensis.

He showed all his skills and was about to pull Modo into his little mysterious realm to do whatever he wanted, but he didn't expect that at the end, Modo summoned the power of his clone back. At this moment, Modo was a true demon saint, a demon saint at the peak.

The stalemate was broken instantly.

Moduo, who had recovered his strength, had not yet contributed his strength, but his aura had soared to disperse all Yang Kai's soul power and space magical power.

On the battlefield, millions of demons and barbarians turned their heads and looked at them, and saw a scene that they would never forget.

A black shadow suddenly stood in the air, and then quickly grew bigger like a bulging balloon.

Three zhang, five zhang, ten zhang, twenty zhang...

The shadow stopped when it grew to thirty feet high.

Moduo transformed into a giant creature, with horns on his head, slightly bent, sharp and sharp, as if he could pierce the sky, and his feet also turned into two huge hooves, standing on the earth. Everything in the world seemed extremely small in front of him. His body was like copper and iron, emitting a metallic luster. He gently squirted out his nostrils, and a tornado that could be seen in the naked eye immediately appeared in the air.

After regaining all his strength, the Demon Saint Modo turned into a monster that looked like a human and a cow. The thick demonic energy surrounded his hill-like body, rolling and squirming, as if he was alive.

Yang Kai is gone, and even the Xuanjie Pearl disappears.

The moment Modo recovered his strength, he had already hidden his whereabouts.

Moduo's eyes as big as a window just scanned casually and had penetrated the void and found Yang Kai's escape.

He reached out and pulled a hair on his body, and gently pinched it, as if he was pinching an embroidery needle.

Then he threw the cold hair forward, his movements extremely casually.

With a whistle, the cold hair burred through the void and disappeared.

A muffled groan came ten miles away, and then Yang Kai's figure stumbled and fell to the ground. His abdomen was penetrated by a black energy and nailed to the spot. The black energy was obviously transformed by Moduo's hair, with extremely mysterious energy. If it was fixed by such an energy, Yang Kai not only felt that his body could not move, but even it was extremely difficult to change his thoughts.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

Moduo took big steps forward. He seemed to be walking very slowly, but in fact he was extremely fast.

The distance of ten miles was flattened in just three breaths. Standing in front of Yang Kai, looking down at him from a high place, Moduo seemed to be looking at an ant, "You are very capable if you can force me like this."
Chapter completed!