Mo Sheng stood in mid-air, looking at the damaged Greedy Wolf Demon Sword, he couldn't help but feel dazed, unable to believe what had happened.

In the battle just now, he had tried his best and tried his best to do all his strength, but in the end, he was defeated and Zhang Ruochen took away two demon stone carvings, and he himself suffered a severe blow.

Such a result was undoubtedly a huge blow to Mo Sheng, as if he was pushed from heaven to hell and smashed him to pieces.

When the news spreads, Mo Sheng will definitely become a laughing stock, and Zhang Ruochen will become famous. He sacrificed himself and made Zhang Ruochen a success. It is really ironic to think about it.

As his mood fluctuated, Mo Sheng turned his attention to Zhang Ruochen. How could he be willing to lose this time?

Of course he could see that Zhang Ruochen's aura was floating at this moment, and he was obviously over-consuming, and his situation was not much better than him.

The only thing about the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror floating above Zhang Ruochen made Mo Sheng quite afraid. The two Heavenly Demon Stone Carvings were forcibly taken away because of the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror.

It can be said that the biggest variable in this battle is the Tibetan Mountain Magic Mirror, otherwise he would never lose.

Moreover, Mo Sheng could not determine whether Zhang Ruochen had other trump cards. If he really wanted to fight life and death, the result would be unpredictable.

When my mind moved, Mo Sheng couldn't help but suppress the anger in his heart, and said indifferently: "Zhang Ruochen, you have great skills. You have so many trump cards. This time I, Mo Sheng, admit defeat, but I will definitely get it back to the Demon Stone Carving that I lost to you today."

After saying that, Mo Sheng wanted to return to the camp of the Black Demon Realm.

He needs to heal his wounds first and attack the Blood God Sect, so there is no need to hurry up.

"I'm afraid you won't have that chance again." Zhang Ruochen's eyes suddenly became sharp.

A cold light appeared in Mo Sheng's eyes and he said, "Zhang Ruochen, what do you want?"

"Where is the Blood God Cult? Come whenever you want, and leave whenever you want. It would be too unwilling to take the Blood God Cult into consideration." Zhang Ruochen said in a cold voice.

With such a good opportunity, he would not let Mo Sheng leave like this.

As long as the Mo Sheng is killed, it can have the effect of killing the chicken and intimidating the monkey, effectively intimidating those stingy little girls who are peeping at the Blood God Sect and establish their authority in one fell swoop.

Anyone who wants to pay attention to the Blood God Sect in the future must first consider it carefully.

Hearing this, Mo Sheng suddenly released a terrible murderous intent, "Want to kill me? I originally wanted to let you live a few more days first. Since you are seeking death, I will fulfill your wishes."

Although he was injured, he was not afraid of Zhang Ruochen, but he could just wash away the shame.

Immediately, Mo Sheng swallowed a healing pill, and his magical power was activated, emitting an extremely fierce aura. A ferocious shadow of a greedy wolf appeared behind him.

Even if he lost two Heavenly Demon Stone Carvings, he Mo Sheng was definitely not a weak person.

Zhang Ruochen stood still, but there was movement in the magic mirror of the Tibetan Mountain floating above him. Hundreds of thousands of supreme inscriptions appeared, condensed circles of supreme power, and bombarded directly at Mo Sheng without any drag.

"Um?"

Mo Sheng's face changed slightly. Unexpectedly, Zhang Ruochen still had the power to activate the Tibetan Mountain Magic Mirror to such an extent.

In addition to being surprised, Mo Sheng immediately took action, waved the Greedy Wolf Demon Sword, and slashed out three consecutively in an instant.

"boom."

The power of the supreme was blocked and destroyed one after another. An evil and domineering sword light cut through the sky and slashed towards Zhang Ruochen's neck.

Even with the protection of the Vulcan armor, the neck position is still the most fragile.

"Swish."

A graceful figure rushed out of Zhang Ruochen's spine, grabbed the Tibetan Mountain Magic Mirror with one hand, and blocked Zhang Ruochen's front.

Countless magic patterns appeared on the surface of the Zangshan Magic Mirror, intertwined each other. The moment the sword light touched, it actually bounced back.

The beautiful figure is nothing else, but the Holy Flower of Food - Demonic Sound.

"It's a pity that eating the Holy Flower is too weak. Zhang Ruochen, she can't protect you." Mo Shengran said.

While speaking, Mo Sheng took action again and rushed towards Zhang Ruochen without taking the magic sound in his eyes.

A powerful man from the Heaven Realm could not pose a threat to him even if he held the supreme holy weapon in his hand.

"Swish."

The void shook violently, tearing a dark crack hundreds of feet long, and a stunning figure flashed out, swinging the sword and slashing out, and a white sword light suddenly appeared, taking Mo Sheng's head.

Mo Sheng immediately stopped, waved the magic knife in his hand, and blocked the sword light.

"Boom."

After a brief collision, Mo Sheng retreated and his eyes turned to the person who drew his sword.

"It's you." Mo Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and rays of strange light flashed in his eyes.

What comes from tearing the space is not someone else, but Han Xue.

Relying on the Void Sword's ability to cross the void, she crossed thousands of miles in the blink of an eye and stopped the invading Mo Sheng in time.

"Sage Mo, you have been defeated by the master and are not qualified to continue to be your master's opponent." Han Xue said in a cold voice.

Mo Sheng was not angry and said lightly: "I am worthy of being the successor of the Thousand Bone Empress. I am not an ordinary crazy person. It's okay, I will capture you first and then kill Zhang Ruochen."

"I'm afraid you don't have that ability." Han Xue stood with her sword, like a snow lotus in the cold mountain, emitting the cold power of freezing thousands of miles away.

Without continuing to talk nonsense with Mo Sheng, Han Xue waved the Void Sword and took the initiative to attack.

Mo Sheng was very calm on the surface, but he looked at Han Xue very much in his heart. He was the descendant of the Thousand Bone Empress, and no one knew how many trump cards Han Xue had.

The Greedy Wolf Demon Sword was swung, and countless sword energy burst out, forming a huge sword field, covering all the radius of hundreds of miles.

"Let me see what methods do you have?" Mo Sheng thought to himself.

"boom."

Han Xue attacked the sword into the realm of the sword, like a female war god, invincible.

At this moment, the Void Sword revived, and a large number of supreme inscriptions appeared, releasing powerful supreme powers, instantly cutting the sword's realm completely.

In the blink of an eye, Han Xue attacked Mo Sheng and was unstoppable.

A shock flashed in Mo Sheng's eyes. While blocking it with the Greedy Wolf Demon Sword, he was also quickly retreating.

Han Xue's attack was so fierce that it was really beyond Mo Sheng's expectations, much stronger than when he fought with the Yin Fan Witch before.

There is no doubt that Han Xue had deliberately reserved something before, but what she showed now is her true strength.

Seeing Han Xue taking the initiative and forcing Mo Sheng backwards repeatedly, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Of course, he was more relieved.

Zhang Ruochen stopped thinking about anything and began to use the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra" with all his strength to restore the consumed holy energy.

The battle is far from over, and he must recover as soon as possible.

Seeing Mo Sheng fighting with Han Xue, the camp of the Black Demon Realm suddenly became shocked.

Zhuo Gu took a step forward, and the purple gold magic spear in his hand was shocked and shouted: "Destroy the Blood God Sect, and keep the chicken and dog."

All the powerful people in the Black Demon Realm released a powerful aura, like a wave, sweeping towards the Blood God Sect.

In terms of the number of strong people, the Black Demon World has an absolute advantage. As long as Mo Sheng can restrain Zhang Ruochen, they can quickly slaughter the Blood God Sect.

Thousands of holy kings moved together, and they were so powerful that they gathered up a vast demon cloud, just like the gate of the demon world opened, and the demons would cause trouble to the world.

And this is only a small number of holy kings in the Black Demon Realm, and the strong world ranked among the top 1,000 under the Heavenly Court Realm, which is really terrifying.

The Kunlun Realm's open strength is now impossible to gather so many holy kings.

On the other hand, even though the Blood God Sect had been able to practice for ten years with the help of the sundial, the number of powerful people in the Holy King Realm that were born was still pitifully few, and they were not even as good as the fraction of the Black Demon Realm.

However, despite knowing that the strength is extremely different, no one from the Blood God Cult chooses to retreat and vows to live and persevere with the Blood God Cult.

"Kill all these demonic cubs and never let them take anything away from the Blood God Cult."

Sun Dadi raised his arms and shouted, and a hot fire squirted out of his whole body, emitting a violent aura.

For a moment, the fighting spirit of the saints of the Blood God Sect was rising, and they were not afraid of the Black Demon Realm's decisive battle.

Du Mosheng and Pei Linhu looked at each other, with complex expressions in their eyes. If there was no need, they really didn't want to fight with people in the Black Demon Realm.

However, there are many things that they can no longer make up for. They are planted with blood spells, and their life and death are completely in the hands of Zhang Ruochen.

Of course, they knew better in their hearts that from the moment they chose to betray the Black Demon Realm, they had no way out, and had only one way to go to Black.

Now they are in the same boat as the Blood God Cult. Once the Blood God Cult is destroyed, they are destined to have a good end.

If you want to survive, you can only fight to the end.

"Take it."

Luo Chen was the first to rush out with the Yokong Knife in his hand.

Relying on the Fountain of Life, the injuries Luo Chen suffered have almost healed and will not affect his own strength.

Luo Chen was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he blocked Zhuo Gu who was rushing towards him.

In the previous battle, Luo Chen was only thinking about seizing the Heavenly Demon Stone Carvings, using strategies, but now he can fight Zhuo Gu in the last battle.

"Those who block me will die."

Zhuo Gu roared, and took the purple gold magic spear and smashed it hard at Luo Chen.

Zhuo Gu had previously taken away the Heavenly Demon Stone Carving by Luo Chen using a trick. He was holding his breath in his heart. Now he happened to settle the matter with Luo Chen.

Seeing Luo Chen take action, everyone else flew out, and no one was willing to fall behind.

"call out."
To be continued...