Chapter 385 Killing another emperor-level soul master! His identity may be exposed!

Two figures appeared beside Qin Mo.

They were Nashida and Barnabas, guarding on both sides to prevent accidents.

They stared at the battlefield eagerly, like children waiting for their parents to buy fried chicken. The fact was similar. The source of the Demon King could restore their emperor-level strength.

"As you wish!"

Lei Yingying looked back at Nashida, who was staring at him eagerly, and Barnabas, who was holding his hands in front of him. His electric eyes, which were already bright purple, became more pure.

The power of violent thunder converged, like an isolated stone on the seashore.

The dark purple braids spread out and danced wildly behind her head. With the gentian flower decoration on her head, she flew into the sky uncontrollably and swirled between the dark clouds and the grass.

The purple palace robe fluttered, and the two strings of tassels, one gold and one purple, on the red belt collided in the air with a crisp "ding-ling-ling" sound.

Lei Yingying slowly closed his eyes.

The slender jade hand held the middle of the naginata, listening to the whistling of the wind and the roar of thunder.

"What do you think of me? A small character that can be easily defeated!"

The voice of the Demon King was low, mixed with unspeakable oppression and anger. The tone of the other party's previous conversation seemed as if he was a small minion that could be seen everywhere.

There should be a limit to arrogance!

"Seventh soul skill! The true form of the Coiling Dragon Stick!"

"Eighth soul skill! Destruction Coiling Dragon Strike!"

As the voice fell, a hundred-meter-long Coiling Dragon Golden Pillar appeared on the spot.

The vivid dragon head completely awakened, roaring at the world, and the golden torrent rushed into the sky, piercing the sky directly, revealing the long-lost blue sky and white clouds.

The next second, the dragon dragged the light column and went in the direction of Qin Mo.

His target from beginning to end was the beastmaster, but he was blocked.

Nashida and Barnabas immediately became nervous when they saw this. The former transformed into the phantom of the World Tree, with lush branches blocking the front, while the latter opened his arms and turned into ten thousand years of solid ice.

The natural force representing vitality and the frozen force representing extinction are cleverly integrated.

Qin Mo's eyes passed through the branches and ice, slid across the mighty Panlong Pillar, and fell on Lei Dianying. Her jade hand had already drawn the sword, and the thunder and purple light whistled, chasing the Panlong Stick like a world-destroying catastrophe.

The dragon pillar was in front, and the thunder knife was behind...

The plateau, which had already experienced some destruction, ushered in the baptism again and was completely shattered.

"Mighty! The emperor is mighty, the emperor is mighty!" Uncle Jiu shouted with his hands and feet dancing, and there was no solemnity of the king-level boss, as if he saw a primary school student at the highlight moment of the animation.

As a king-level, he can create a similar world of majesty, but only the form, not the spirit.

To put it simply, the destructive power is far less than the natural disaster power of the emperor-level giant!

The next second.

Uncle Jiu suddenly froze in place.

I saw the tsunami of thunder and lightning behind me, which actually annihilated the end of the Panlong Stick and went towards the revived dragon's tail.

A hundred meters in front of the Panlong Pillar stood Qin Mo, the emperor-level beastmaster, with his hands hanging down and a solemn expression. Behind him was the tightly biting destructive lightning.

Three points and a line constitute this turbulent battlefield!

As for him, of course he is a pure passerby. Can he still join in the fun?

Hmm? ! !

The Demon-Subduing Emperor naturally noticed the changes behind him and was shocked. Normal thunder has no effect on the Panlong Stick martial spirit, but the destructive power contained in it is simply the nemesis of all things in the world.

With the thunder of authority, he chased the extinction of the eternal lonely way.

Extinction, emptiness, and zero!

"Okay, okay!"

"Let's see who's faster!"

In the deadly destruction of the thunder, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured. But as long as he could attack the beastmaster, with the beastmaster's fragile body defense, victory would still belong to him.

Suddenly.

This lightning burst, and the power of annihilation was released on the Coiling Dragon Pillar.

"You are so impatient, are you panicking because you know you can't stop it?"

The Demon King thought to himself, and his spirit swept behind him, his face changed wildly, and his heartbeat stopped at this moment.

Eight consecutive purple lightnings, like the sickle of the god of death swinging down, covered the sky and the earth.

Not far behind the left was the purple-robed woman, her face was normal, and her eyes burst with naked and ruthless killing intent.

Yes...

Who stipulated that there is only one attack? !

Reality is not a turn-based game, and you can only be beaten passively after the fight.

"No, no, no!!!"

The lightning swept across the Panlong Pillar, and the dragon wailed and fell silent. Dense cracks continued to appear on the 100-meter pillar. The short ones left marks, and the long cracks almost cut off the pillar.

"Die!"

The lightning fell on the huge Panlong stick, holding the naginata with both hands, and stabbed it fiercely downward.

The screams of fear stopped abruptly.

The pillar fell powerlessly, dragging deep cracks on the ground, making the soil carry lightning.

At the end of this crack, five meters in front of Qin Mo, there lay an old man with majestic momentum and no vitality. It was the old and frail Demon King who was seen at the beginning.

But he was dead...

Qin Mo took a deep breath and threw the "Emperor Origin" he had harvested to Nashida and Barnabas.

[Emperor Origin]

[Level: Eighth Level]

[Quality: Legendary Level]

[Effect: Condensed Martial Soul, promoted to King Level Soul Master, opened the second extraordinary sequence]

Walked a few steps to the crack.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the old man with wide eyes.

He was covered with scars and there was a terrifying sword mark between his eyebrows.

How could the Demon King die? Can he continue to hide? !

This matter cannot be blamed on Lei Dianying... Although Lei Dianying's hard power is stronger than the opponent, under the pressure of the emperor-level soul master's desperate attack, he dared not hold back, and even dared not hesitate to attack. Hesitation would only lead to defeat.

He could only find a way to remedy it.

Qin Mo stretched out his hand and clenched it, and his vision changed again, returning to the dilapidated palace.

Almost at the moment of appearance, golden lines appeared on the soles of his feet, hiding the majestic momentum of the Demon King. The small formation diagram of the palace had nothing to do with his group.

"This, how is this possible?!!"

Uncle Jiu staggered towards the fallen old man, tremblingly stretched out his hand, trying to close the angry eyes of the Demon King. Until this moment, he still didn't want to believe the fact of defeat.

The battle lasted only five minutes.

Especially the last big move burst out, the defeat was too fast!

The king-level civil war, at least requires the collision of soul domains, and then the winner can be determined. Note that it is victory or defeat, not death... Is this the style of the emperor-level giant? !

"Emperor, Emperor, I harmed you! It was Xiaojiu who harmed you!"

Qin Mo kicked Uncle Jiu away and carried the corpse of the Demon-Subduing Emperor into the main room. He did not touch the corpse, nor did he devour his abyss tentacles. He simply tidied his makeup and left quickly.

Hopefully, he can hide it from the world!

The Demon-Subduing Emperor has been in seclusion for many years, not seeing strangers, and not needing to eat. He is even more outrageous than a otaku.

The most common person is the Snow Emperor. His death is measured in years. His death must have shaken the entire empire. The whole country should be sad and make a big fuss.

But tonight is different. The Snow Emperor can only come to commemorate it, and he may not even have time to come!

And this is the opportunity to hide it from the world!

Qin Mo carried the grief-stricken Uncle Jiu back to the old place, waiting for the second emperor, while watching the changes and waiting for the opportunity to change.

In the imperial concubine's bedroom.

The few people who were in confinement were finally able to move.

Looking at Qin Mo with a solemn expression and Uncle Jiu crying, curiously, what happened?

"Uncle Jiu, are you okay? Let's cool down on the ground." The eldest prince hurried forward to help him.

Snap! !

Uncle Jiu raised his hand and slapped him, trembling and scolding him angrily.

"You, you traitor, it was you who leaked the information and killed the emperor!"

The eldest prince: ???