The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 2282: Fortunately

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"Wang Meng, you said that the future position of the Demon God of the Demon Race is not mine, who is it?" Mo Jiuyou asked, his voice full of anger.

Wang Meng sneered: "What do you mean? Of course it is a little magic boy with tenth-level magic pattern. You are only a ninth-level magic pattern. How do you compete? The old demon **** has already approved the little magic boy."

"Huh! The old demon **** also has dim eyes. Besides, he is currently in retreat. Whether he can come out is unknown." A cold treacherous flashed through Mo Jiuyou's heart.

"Do you mean that the old demon **** encountered your poisonous hand?" Wang Meng frowned, and he understood the deep meaning of the words of the Demon Jiuyou just now.

Mo Jiuyou was not stupid enough to answer directly.

"Wang Meng, you are not a member of our Demon Race. You can't control this matter. You will immediately release the Sixth Elder." Mo Jiuyou shouted.

"Let it go? What if I don't?"

"Then you are looking for death!"

Mo Jiuyou yelled, and his body was burning with devil flames, and his aura was powerful and invincible. He just stood there, and the aura from all over his body emerged, enveloping the entire Nine Demon Hall.

"Oops, this time Mo Jiuyou personally took action, we are afraid we will all die here." Qing Luo looked nervous.

Wang Meng was very indifferent. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he sneered: "It's okay, he is just an external avatar, nothing."

"Incarnate outside?" Qing Luo frowned, wondering why Wang Meng said that.

Huh!

Wang Meng didn't say much. He stomped the soles of his feet and came into the sky, staring at Mo Jiuyou with cold eyes.

Then Wang Meng's natural flying sword appeared and walked away to the enchanted Jiuyou.

After seeing this scene, countless powerhouses below are exclaiming: "This king is fierce enough, and even in this situation, he would dare to take action against Mo Jiuyou."

Mo Jiuyou's face became more and more gloomy and ugly. He grabbed the dying sixth elder of the Mozu with his left hand, and put his right hand behind him, clenched his fist, staring at Wang Meng and shouted: "Dare to be I will shoot and die!"

Wang Meng sneered: "Let’s say less of those unnecessary cruel things here, I know you are just an external avatar. Humph! A mere external avatar, I want to go, but you still resist Can't live."

Buzz...

Natural exercises are operating, and a steady stream of natural forces gathers, and it instantly condenses before Wang Meng's approach, transforming into a huge natural ball.

After seeing this scene, Mo Jiuyou didn't make a move.

Mo Jiuyou's heart was shocked. After a while, he said: "Wang Meng, I underestimated you. I didn't expect my external avatar to let you know."

"But since I appear today, you can't keep the sixth elders."

After Mo Jiuyou finished speaking, the whole body magic energy wrapped the six elders of the Mozu and slowly entered the space crack behind him.

He wants to escape with the sixth elders of the Mozu.

"Really?"

Wang Meng sneered, and finally crippled the sixth elder of the Demon Race, but Wang Meng let him go so easily.

Huh!

Naturally flying swords traveled through the space, and instantly came to the front of the sixth elders of the Demon Race.

"The big prince save me!" The sixth elder of the Demon Race has no ability to resist, he can only shout loudly.

After seeing this scene, Mo Jiuyou, the great prince of the demon clan, had a cold glow in his eyes: "Is this a flying sword condensed by the root energy? Some ways."

Mo Jiuyou's heart was shocked, and the vigorous demon energy revolved, blocking the front.

But after all, he underestimated Wang Meng's natural flying sword ability.

Wow!

Natural Flying Sword is refined from the source of Qi, restraining all magic weapons in the world, easily piercing the devil qi of Mo Jiuyou, and then entered the body of the sixth elder of the Demon Race.

"Ah..."

The six elders of the Demon Race made a painful cry. At this moment, he felt pain all over his body, and all the meridians in his body seemed to be broken.

"Huh!"

Mo Jiuyou snorted coldly, closed the space crack, and took Tao Zhiyaoyao, the sixth elder of the Mozu.

Naturally, Feijian flew back to Wang Meng at the last time.

"It's a pity, let him run away." Qing Luo stared at the tightly closed space crack and sighed.

The sixth elder of the Mozu is an important master on the Mo Jiuyou side. It is a very sad thing to fail to keep him this time.

Wang Meng smiled disapprovingly, and said to Qingluo: "Don't worry, the sixth elder of the Demon Race is abolished."

"Crapped?" Qing Luo was taken aback.

Wang Meng nodded, and said confidently: "I let the natural flying sword enter his body at the end, differentiated a little bit of root qi, attached to his body, and when he returned, his body would be destroyed. Unbearable, even the Demon Nine Nethers cannot be saved. The sixth elder of the Demon Clan is completely abolished."

"That's good, this guy has been scrapped, and Mo Jiu Youhui lacks a big help." Wang Meng's words made Qing Luo happy.

"Hmm! But this time the sixth elder of the Demon Race is abolished, Mo Jiuyou will not easily let us go. He is now an external incarnation, and the deity should be in a special place. If his deity comes , I can't resist either."

Wang Meng sighed, secretly feeling that his strength has increased too much now, but after all, it is not enough.

That Demon Jiuyou is not a good guy to deal with.

"Well! My idea is to take advantage of the great damage on Mo Jiuyou's vitality, we quickly evacuate from the Demon Temple, such as Sister Ziyan and the Great Elder of the Mozu." Qing Luo said.

"The Great Elder of the Demon Race?" Wang Meng was taken aback.

"Yes, there are many elders in the Demon Race who support Mo Jiuyou, except for the Sixth Elder. But the great elder supports us, and he is also the only one who can contain Mo Jiuyou. "Qing Luo said.

Wang Meng nodded when he heard the words, a little grateful.

"In this way, the situation on our side is not too tragic. Zi Yan and Little Demon Boy, are they both with the demon elder?" Wang Meng asked.

"Yes! With the great elder of the Mozu protecting them, Mo Jiuyou dare not act rashly."

"Mo Jiuyou didn't dare to act rashly. It was only for a while, not forever. He wants to become the next Demon God, he has to do it. I doubt one thing now."

"What?" Seeing Wang Meng frowning nervously, Qing Luo was puzzled.

Wang Meng sighed and said: "The old demon **** is the key, why is he so easy to retreat at this time? Moreover, even if it is retreat, it can't be so long, after all, the current demons need his presence when the water is in dire straits."

"You mean, something happened to the old demon god?" Qing Luo understood what Wang Meng meant, and she was taken aback.

"I hope that won't be the case." Wang sighed fiercely. If something happened to the old Demon God and the Great Elder of the Demon Race was injured again, then the Little Demon Boy would be killed by the Demon Nine Nether.

It's all late then.

"This is not the time to talk about this, let's go, go to the demon elder, and discuss all this when we get there."

"Okay!" Qing Luo agreed, and led Wang Meng over.