Chapter 138 The evil spirit is everywhere

"Help!"

Seeing Li Ming's sword seemed to be about to fall on his face, Zuo Changqiu couldn't help shouting at the huge death threat.

Live...he wants to live!

"Don't even think about it!"

Seeing Li Ming's actions, Mo Luan Qi snorted coldly and stood in front of him in an instant.

"call!"

Mo Luanqi's arm was instantly wrapped in a black energy, and pieces of scales instantly covered his arm. Then his five fingers clenched and directly caught Li Ming's murderous knife.

The strong wind roared, sand and rocks flew up, and grass and trees flew.

"clang!"

The long knife collided head-on with the monster's body, but it made a sound of gold and iron.

Then Mo Luan Qi shot out waves of demonic power with his left hand, and at the same time punched out with his right hand. Li Ming had no choice but to retreat and dodge, and his figure pulled away.

"Sigh... These third-grade spiritual soldiers don't seem to be of much help in the current battle."

Li Ming sighed in his heart.

Although spiritual weapons are divided into grades one to nine, they are different from the nine grades for warriors.

After all, weapons are weapons and can be mass-produced. After countless years of accumulation, the value of even a first-grade spiritual weapon level weapon is not exaggerated. There are many Martial Saint level masters who are good at weapons.

It can even be said that only pseudo-magic weapons and weapons and magic weapons at the level of magic weapons can be of great help to high-level warriors in battle.

Mo Luanqi frowned as he saw the dark scales on his palms cracked, and then looked at Zuo Changqiu and Zuo Changqiu with fierce eyes.

In an instant, his palm grasped the void.

"Ahhh!"

Zuo Changqiu's screams sounded instantly, and he felt that his whole body was out of control, and even his body's organs and blood were out of control. Then it turned into a line of blood and entered the mouth of Mo Luanqi, and it seemed that even his soul was swallowed up together.

"You monster... don't deserve a good death!"

Mu Shengyun, who was watching from the sidelines, instantly realized his fate and began to curse.

There was a huge regret in my heart. If I had known that they were blood-eating like ordinary people, they would not have taken refuge in demons for power.

"You don't think...my power is free, do you?"

Mo Luanqi showed a mocking look on his face, and then he grasped Mu Shengyun in the air. With a scream, Mu Shengyun's body turned into a streak of blood and entered his body.

"That's right, that's right...it's worth it that I've been cultivating him for so long."

Mo Luanqi stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, with endless aftertaste.

The demon race has a long history of existence, and it is unclear who has it with the human race, but the battle between the two races has never stopped, and humans have also tried many times to turn the power of demons into the power of warriors...

Demons will naturally feed human warriors, using demon power to stimulate their potential and give them the power of demons. When they need it, they can instantly devour them and increase their own strength.

It's a pity that Li Ming was too decisive before and defeated the three people's joint efforts in an instant, killing one of them.

At the same time, Mo Luanqi looked at Li Ming with eyes filled with murderous intent.

No longer underestimate the opponent, but prepare to use full strength to deal with it.

"Kakaka!"

Accompanied by the sound of muscles and bones cracking, Mo Luanqi's body continued to expand. Amidst the crackling of bones, the body rose rapidly, and muscles protruded.

The original white skin disappeared and was replaced by patches of black scales, which were densely packed and extremely scary, completely unrecognizable.

The originally spacious blood-red robe was stretched to pieces because of this.

Waves of black demonic energy wrapped around the body, exuding a terrifying aura that was enough to make most warriors tremble. It was a kind of trembling that came from the soul.

Just like the dragon's power over ordinary animals, this is the difference in life levels.

"What a powerful aura... It is indeed several times stronger than the incarnation that day."

Li Ming was secretly shocked.

The other party's [original wound] entry is looming, as if it will disappear at any time.

It seemed that the other party was at least in peak condition.

"Boy! I hope you can bring me some fun... Hahaha!"

After Mo Luan Qi revealed the true form of the demon, he was extremely arrogant, and his tall and burly body covered the setting sun.

"Really... I want to see how strong the real demon is!"

A cold light flashed in Li Ming's eyes. The opponent was staring at him and wanted to devour him. Why didn't he want to kill the opponent and gain life energy?

It is natural for humans to kill demons. No one can stop him, and he does not need to worry about anything.

"laugh!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Yao Yue Dao in Li Ming's palm emitted a rich green light.

It's like holding a blue dragon under your palm!

The light of the sword was like a waterfall flowing backwards from the sky, like a stormy sea, with an unstoppable momentum, it struck down head on.

This sword, which was blended with Hunyuan Zhenqi and 70% of the sword intent, slashed furiously onto Mo Luanqi's body. The power of the dragon elephant exploded, his blood boiled, and he was suppressed.

This demon power barrier was completely unable to withstand such a fierce attack, and was torn apart directly, and the sword fell on the demon body.

Suddenly the blade cut into his flesh, tearing open a black crack!

"Not bad...but not enough!"

An evil smile appeared on the corner of Mo Luanqi's mouth.

The demon's vitality is no joke.

Even though Li Ming's sword intention was extremely powerful, it was not enough to break his muscles and bones.

The moment he finished speaking, Mo Luan Qi reached out with a black hand covered with scales, and the bone spurs on his claws continued to extend.

"Pfft!"

The Qi barrier on Li Ming's body was instantly crushed, but fortunately, he had great body skills and was able to distance himself in an instant.

After dodging Mo Luanqi's claw, he dodged again and appeared behind the opponent again.

In an instant, Li Ming stabbed dozens of swords in a row, and the sword energy was crisscrossed, as if forming a large net, slashing at the opponent.

But Mo Luanqi just shook his body, and infinite demonic energy burst out, and the sword energy collided with it and could only dissipate.

Occasionally, the sword energy fell on his demon body, and it would heal in the blink of an eye.

"Magic·Death Domain!"

Mo Luanqi's pupils were cold and ruthless, and his demonic power was like a blazing flame, instantly covering a radius of a hundred feet.

The overwhelming demonic energy directly filled the air, and Li Ming only felt as if there were hands pulling him on his body, making it impossible for him to use his body skills well.

"Die!"

Mo Luanqi smiled grimly, stepped on the ground, and the ground beneath his feet instantly sank. The friction between his body and the air produced sparks, and he flew directly towards Li Ming. He made a fist with his right hand, filled with infinite demonic power, and punched out!

"You are the one who will die!"

At this moment, Li Ming also moved suddenly, took a half step forward, and punched out!

"Boom!"

Just by raising his hand, an endless airflow attracted him.

The fist was like the scorching sun, containing the great power of a dragon and an elephant. Its power was condensed and unified, and it was extremely strong and masculine.

The true meaning of the Tyrant Fist gave this punch great power!