Chapter 1858: Mo Tian's soul is scattered?

After hearing what Mo Tian said before, Mo Yunyao guessed that Mo Tian might have already made up his mind to die, and what he said just now was simply his last words!

He immediately let go of Mo Tian, ​​pushed him over, protected Mo Tian behind him, and shouted loudly: "Mo Luo, if you really need a body, then take my body, and please let Brother Tian go!"

Perhaps among the people present, Mo Yunyao's strength is the weakest, but her determination to love Mo Tian is unmatched by anyone!

"Alas..."

Mo Tian sighed in his heart. If he didn't have so many concerns, how good would it be?

Now the positions of both parties are very awkward, how could they really accept Mo Yunyao's feelings for him?

Not to mention, his clone is probably going to be gone.

"Little girl, your body is of no use to me."

The spirit of the Mo Luo stele snorted coldly, not caring about any of Mo Yunyao's thoughts at all.

"Boy, I gave you a chance to live, but you wanted to die! Now I can only let you be destroyed both physically and spiritually!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying black gas appeared out of thin air above Mo Tian's head, and then drilled in.

Mo Tian's face changed drastically, knowing that this was the soul imprint of the previous Demon Monument, which was backfiring on him.

This is also the main reason why the Demon Monument can control the entire Demon Domain. If there is anyone who disobeys, it can directly send down the backfiring power and devour the other party's soul.

"No!"

Mo Yunyao saw that she had no way to stop what was happening in front of her, screamed, and collapsed on the ground unwillingly.

"Yun Yao!"

Mo Chenwu's face changed drastically. Seeing his sister so crazy, his heart hurt even more.

But facing the Demon Monument, even he had no way.

If it weren't for the fact that the Demon Monument was restricted by the rules and could not easily make life and death decisions for the people of the Earth Demon Clan, I'm afraid that the Demon Monument would not even let them go.

Now Mo Tian has suffered the backfiring of the Demon Monument's power, and no one present can save him.

Even Mo Haoyang, the Lord of the Demon Palace, could not stop the Demon Monument from committing a crime.

Moreover, how could Mo Haoyang possibly stop it? He wished that Mo Tian would be suppressed and attacked by the Demon Monument now, so that he could use the blood power of Mo Tian to improve himself.

Is Mo Tian really unable to resist now and is heading for the end of his fall?

Unfortunately, man's plans are not as good as God's plans. This time they don't know what kind of existence they are going to face!

When that force entered Mo Tian's sea of ​​consciousness, it condensed into the shape of a black stone tablet, which was actually going to fall from the sky and suppress Mo Tian's soul directly.

Mo Tian's sea of ​​consciousness is the Shura Sea, and the blood-red sea water has set off a huge wave.

And Mo Tian's soul, with his head held high and chest puffed out, stared at the stone tablet falling from the sky with an indifferent look, sneered, and actually took the initiative to punch it out.

The reason why the Shura Demon Clan's Tyrant Demon Fist is so powerful is that in addition to being able to be used by the flesh, the Shura with the Shura Soul can also use it.

Of course, only Shura is qualified to use it this way.

"Boom!"

The Shura Sea shook, and a huge black fist soared into the sky. In the blink of an eye, it hit the stone tablet.

After a loud bang, the stone tablet trembled violently.

"Crack..."

The stone tablet actually had a crack, which was simply impossible, but it happened.

Mo Tian was not a person who would sit and wait for death. Now that he saw that the stone tablet transformed by the power of the Demon Monument was actually shaken by his Demon Fist, he could not help but feel happy.

In this case, then he had a chance!

The only means of the Demon Monument was to suppress all those with the mark with the soul.

If the soul mark was useless to Mo Tian, ​​then the Demon Monument would not be able to do anything to Mo Tian.

"Get out of here!"

Seeing that the Demon Fist could shake the power of the Demon Monument, Mo Tian would naturally not be polite. He soared into the sky and took the initiative to rush towards the Demon Monument!

At this time, the horror of Shura was reflected.

The Shura Demon Clan is a warlike race, not to mention that as a Shura, if he can reach the peak of his cultivation, he will definitely become the Shura God of War!

Now the Tyrant Demon Fist blasted out one punch after another, and all the punches that did not fall were smashed on the stone tablet.

This is the Shura Sea, especially now that Mo Tian's cultivation has reached the Heavenly Spirit Realm, his strength can be imagined.

"How is it possible?"

In the main hall of the Demon Palace, the shocked look of the Demon Monument sounded. It was really unexpected that Mo Tian could resist the backlash of the soul of the Demon Monument?

"What's wrong with Demon?"

Although Mo Haoyang was very distressed when he saw his daughter in pain, he wanted to get the blood power of Mo Tian more.

Therefore, when he heard the voice of the Demon Monument Spirit, he couldn't help but be anxious and curious.

"Huh?"

Mo Chenwu originally wanted to pull Mo Yunyao up, but now he heard the voice of the Demon Monument, and hurriedly looked at Mo Tian.

In any case, he absolutely didn't want to see Mo Tian die like this.

Especially the death of Mo Tian, ​​it concerns the happiness of his sister!

Now it is time to judge life and death. According to the time, shouldn't Mo Tian's soul be scattered?

But at this time, why does the voice of the Mo Luo stele spirit sound shocked and unbelievable?

Mo Yunyao finally came to her senses and hurriedly looked at Motian's body.

Today, Motian stands motionless, not even moving his eyes, which is really worrying.

But Mo Yunyao found hope from despair.

"Brother, is Brother Tian okay?"

Mo Yunyao stood up and hurriedly asked Mo Chenwu.

Mo Chenwu shook his head solemnly, "As long as the Mo Luo Monument has the imprint of a person's soul, it is almost impossible to resist. But looking at the current appearance of the magic pill master, it seems that he is still fighting against Mo Luo. The counterattack power of the monument?"

"This... Brother Tian will be fine!"

Mo Yunyao saw hope, and her expression became determined at this moment.

All along, in her heart, Motian was a unique existence that could not be compared to or replaced by anyone.

"well……"

When Mo Chenwu saw Mo Yunyao's expression, he knew what his sister was thinking, and couldn't help but sigh...

In this world, there are some things that cannot be avoided and must be faced.

Mo Haoyang said coldly: "No matter what, no one can survive the power of the Demonic Monument. You two, don't have any illusions."

The spirit of the Mo Luo Stele did not answer Mo Haoyang because all his attention was on Mo Tian at the moment!

He really couldn't imagine what kind of weird existence Motian was, and he didn't even lose his soul until now?

[Author's digression]: Today's first update is sent