The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 2299: Weird
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Thinking of this, endless anger burns in Mo Jiuyou's body.
Anger filled his heart.
"Wang Meng, I really did not expect that you, a human kid, would be trusted by the old demon god." Mo Jiuyou said these words flatly, but his heart was full of resentment,
"Neither the human race nor the demon race, there are good and evil. But you are not a good thing."
"Today I will clean up the door for the demons. This is what I promised the old demons."
"Fight!"
Wang Meng is fully prepared.
Huh!
I turned into a streamer and rushed over, holding the Erjin coffin tightly in Wang Meng's right hand, the golden light was dazzling.
With his strength reaching the late stage of the eighth rank, Wang Meng's use of the gold coffin is far more tyrannical than before.
The current Wang Meng has most of the ability to control the coffin of gold.
Boom...
Wang Meng patted the Erjin coffin with a belt in his hand.
A huge belt dropped the phantom of Erjin's coffin down, and immediately collapsed the space in front of it. Many people couldn't resist it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
They were affected.
Mo Jiuyou also sensed a bit of horror from Wang Meng's hand, and did not dare to take it lightly.
The strong devilish energy is circulated by Mo Jiuyou, lingering around him.
"Devil's Palm!"
Mo Jiuyou let out a low growl.
The vigorous demon energy gathered in front of it, gradually forming a huge black giant hand of ten thousand feet.
It was covered with weird runes, terrifying murderous aura, and it overflowed crazily.
Boom!
Boom...
The palm of Mo Jiuyou and Wang Meng's phantom of Erjin's coffin fiercely touched each other.
There is a loud noise.
The black giant hand condensed by Mo Jiuyou was the first to appear to break, "Kak~Kak~" cracks appeared one after another on it.
On the other hand, Wang Meng's carrying the Erjin coffin was unscathed.
"This guy..." Seeing that Wang Meng easily broke his terrifying blow, and Wang Meng had the upper hand, Mo Jiuyou was shocked.
The resentment is also deeper.
The countless powerful demons below were shocked when they saw this scene.
"This Wang Meng really has the skills."
"Huh! It's not because of the power of the old demon god."
"Even if this is the case, it also proves that Wang Meng is capable. If he is replaced by someone else, he may not be able to gain the approval of the old demon god."
Zi Yan was also staring at the sky, Wang Meng and Mo Jiuyou's battle circle, seeing Wang Meng's bravery, she was very happy.
Mo Qingtian sighed at this moment, with a somewhat complicated expression: "It seems that I really despise this human kid, he is not an ordinary person."
"I hope he can defeat Mo Jiuyou, and solve this disaster for our demons."
Up to now, all their hopes are pinned on Wang Meng.
Wang Meng is the key to all this.
Huh!
Wang Meng rushed out quickly and came to Mo Jiuyou, holding the coffin of the children's gold in a fierce manner. One blow was a fierce rage.
Wang Meng is strong, but Mo Jiuyou is also not a vegetarian.
Knowing the weirdness of Wang Meng's carrying Erjin's coffin, Mo Jiuyou didn't dare to take it lightly. He slowly stretched out an arm covered with black magic patterns.
Along with the movement of the Demon Nine Nether Profound Art, the magic lines on his entire arm bloomed with black light, and the entire arm turned into a thick black magic mist.
The breath of extreme horror overflowed from above.
Dang!
Wang Meng held the belt and hit the Erjin coffin on it. His brows were instantly frowned. He just felt like he had hit the mud.
"Jiejie..."
Mo Jiuyou's sneer sounded in his ears, Wang Meng raised his head and stared at Mo Jiuyou, and he saw the sneer on Mo Jiuyou's face.
"Wang Meng, I am born with a demon body, you can't hurt me."
"The battle between you and me is just now. Next, let you see my abilities."
As soon as Mo Jiuyou finished speaking, Wang Meng noticed something was wrong.
I saw Mo Jiuyou's arm turned into a viscous magic liquid, and gradually wrapped around Wang Meng's coffin with a handle.
Completely restricts the ability to carry the gold coffin.
"It's a little weird." Wang Meng raised his eyebrows, thinking that Mo Jiuyou is indeed the prince of the Demon Race, and his strength is not weak.
However, this move may not be able to check and balance Wang Meng.
A joking smile crossed Wang Meng’s mouth, aura was instilled crazily into the coffin with a handle, and then Wang Meng shouted: "Open!"
With the golden coffin on top, the golden light shines, and the magic liquid is directly shaken away.
However, the magic liquid of Mo Jiuyou is not easy to dissipate, and they quickly heal together again.
"The Dark Demon Slaughter!"
Mo Jiuyou is serious, and the black magic liquid is emerging from far away, condensing the sky above Mo Jiuyou's head.
From a distance, it looks like a black river full of terrifying power.
Huh...
Feeling the terrifying blow of Mo Jiuyou, many powerful demons below were shocked and took a breath of air-conditioning.
"This should be Mo Jiuyou's most terrifying killer move, right?"
"It seems that Mo Jiuyou is serious this time."
"I don't know if Wang Meng can withstand this terrifying blow. I hope I can withstand it." Many demon experts who support the tenth-level magic pattern devil boy said, they all know the situation in front of them. If Wang Meng couldn't stop Mo Jiuyou, then everything was really bad.
They are all looking forward to Wang Meng's ability.
Rumble...
The feeling of horror, overflowing from the black magic liquid condensed by Mo Jiuyou, Wang Meng could really feel that this was from Mo Jiuyou's ultimate move.
"Nature's Vision!"
Wang Meng didn't dare to take it lightly, and took the gold coffin back with him, took out the original natural tree, pointed it at the space directly in front, and the force of nature swept across rapidly.
The natural vision was shot by Wang Meng.
Mountains, rivers, flowers and trees, all the vitality of nature is there.
People stare at it, as if they have seen the most primitive nature, the surging natural force, full of vitality, overflows from it.
Compared with the natural vision that Wang Meng condensed before, this time Wang Meng condensed is undoubtedly stronger.
This may be due to Wang Meng's growth in strength and a deeper understanding of nature.
"What method is this?" It was the first time that Mo Jiuyou saw Wang Meng's natural vision, he was shocked and somewhat puzzled.
Staring at the space ahead, as if seeing nature.
There are countless Mozu powerhouses below who have similar ideas to Mo Jiuyou at this moment, and it is also not a few.
"Huh! It's just a mystery." Mo Jiuyou's heart felt cold, but he didn't believe Wang Meng's ability.
Over the head, after the river condensed with the magic liquid is sufficiently solid, Mo Jiuyou burst out.
All rushed towards Wang Meng.
"Wang Meng, the magic liquid is the root of the blood in my body. If you touch it, you will undoubtedly die. You can't resist it." Mo Jiuyou coldly snorted, full of confidence in his own trick.
Wang Meng sneered disdainfully when he heard this.
"Let’s pass the level of my natural vision first."
"As soon as the natural vision emerges, everything returns to its roots."