Chapter 1050

The tianwu demon king felt his head was in chaos, as if he was going to burst. His mind moved. The evil spirit turned into a curtain of light over his body, and the meaning of pain weakened a lot.

"Moco dynasty!" A murderous intention flashed in the dark eyes of the tianwu demon king, and the devil Qi around him sent out a low howling sound, like countless big demons roaring.

However, there was not much fluctuation on the old man's face, as if he had just done an extremely ordinary thing. A mere emperor dared to be presumptuous and seek death in front of him.

The tianwu demon king ignored the old man, but turned his eyes to the direction of Songming and said, "this man secretly attacked me. How do you explain?"

The old man's face froze when he heard this. What does this bastard want?

Beat him with rules? It's a little naive.

The hearts of all people also trembled. It seems that the martial demon king is not a good stubble this day. He is unwilling to expose this matter, which is very interesting.

Many people looked at the old Moco emperor with great interest, as if they were waiting to see a good play. If they violated the rules of the wilderness Dabi, the punishment would be extremely serious. No matter what the realm, they would have to die.

Songming and other old people in the desolate tower have no expression, which makes people unable to guess what they think.

I saw the old man of the Moco imperial dynasty look cold and look at the tianwu demon king. Then his face suddenly eased down, turned to Songming and arched his hand: "brother song, don't listen to the provocative words of this evil evil evil. I have no provocative rules."

"Fart, dare you say you didn't hit me just now?" Tianwu devil directly burst a foul word. Does this old man want to admit it?

"Mo Keling, you are also an old man who has lived for tens of thousands of years. You should know that some things are not necessarily true. Seeing is believing." Ke Mo's voice was a faint voice, but his heart trembled naturally.

Songming, he has seen through everything.

"Well." Mo Ke Ling's face was a little embarrassed. Suddenly, he had an opportunity and said again: "indeed, I just shot him, but I didn't mean to violate the rules. Only because the son's magic barrier is too heavy and his words are not bad, if I don't remove him today, he will become a scourge of Tianxuan when he grows up in the future."

The demon king of tianwu sneered at this remark and really made excuses for himself.

Qin Xuan also smiled and even felt a little ironic. The great emperor and the strong would make excuses for their actions and dare not admit their guilt. It really lost the style of a generation of strong people.

"Amitabha."

At this time, a Buddhist name came out, and the faces of all people showed a different color. They couldn't take a step forward. They said piously: "little monk walks in the world, cherishes compassion, feels the coldness of the world, and believes that everything should follow the rules, so as to convince the world. Although what this elder said is not bad, it seems to violate the rules."

"I admire what the master said." The tianwu devil couldn't hold his fist. The crowd couldn't help showing a strange color. Is this a singing and harmony?

Qin Xuan was surprised and couldn't take a look. Unexpectedly, he would stand up and speak for the tianwu demon king, which was somewhat unexpected.

In his impression, he has always been very low-key. No matter what happens, he rarely takes the initiative to stand up, but what he did just now is completely abnormal.

"The rules of the wasteland are immutable. No one can break them. Do what you should do. Please elder song implement the rules." A strong man spoke faintly and looked indifferent.

The speaker comes from the burning God sect, which is adjacent to the Moco Dynasty. The two forces often collide. At this time, it is only a great opportunity to suppress the Moco Dynasty.

"Fen Xiao, you are presumptuous!" Mo Keling glared angrily, and the killing intention in his eyes could hardly be contained. His face trembled with anger, and his breath soared up. It was obvious that he was very angry by Shaoxiao's words.

"I can't be presumptuous. It's not up to you to judge." Burning Xiao is not in a hurry. He is not worried about what Mo Keling will do to him.

Song Ming frowned, looked at Mo Keling and said, "what else do you have to say?"

"No, brother song, don't listen to these two people. I've always respected the rules set by the famine Lord. I just had to do it. I hope brother song will understand!" Mo Keling tried to defend, but Songming's face didn't ease down, but it became colder and colder.

"The wasteland Dabi has been held for thousands of years. A few people have ignored the rules in previous sessions, but they have been punished in the end. In this session, I will not make an exception."

Songming slowly opened his mouth, and saw that the space around him began to tremble, rippling like the ripples of the water surface. A strong aura swept out of his body and turned into countless spears with the meaning of desolation, cutting through the void and cutting towards mokoling like a meteor.

The crowd suddenly turned pale. Unexpectedly, Songming's hand was so decisive. Without any superfluous words, they released their aura and retreated back.

This is the emperor's war. The aftermath of the battle is terrible. The Yuan emperor's realm will be broken to pieces if it is contaminated.

"Retreat." Qin Xuan drank lightly. Qi Luo, Mo Lishang and others all understood and retreated thousands of miles away in an instant.

"Keep fighting and leave us alone." Song Ming looked at the battle platform below, waved his dry palm, and a vast wave of spiritual power came out. Suddenly, a huge spiritual power light mask came down and shrouded the battle platform below.

No matter how fierce the battle outside is, it can not affect the slightest inside, so that the people inside can fight at ease.

At this time, Tianjiao on the stage looked at the two people in the void. He looked a little dull. He didn't expect such a thing to happen. Suddenly, the Imperial War broke out. It's incredible.

Then many strange eyes fell on the tianwu demon king. It was this man who spoke that made Songming fight against the strong emperor of the Moco imperial dynasty. He was really spirited.

Even if he can shine in this way, he will fall into the endless pursuit of the Moco Dynasty from now on. In the end, he will die.

Many Tianjiao present are the Tianjiao children of major forces, even the son of God. The vast majority of people are sophisticated in the world, have a thorough understanding of the way of life, and know what to say and what not to say.

Even if some things are seen, they can only be regarded as not happening. Otherwise, they may not be able to bear the consequences.

It's a pity that the Lord of martial arts was too proud and conceited that day. There was no room for half a grain of sand in his eyes. No matter how talented he was, he could not escape the fate of falling.

Thinking of this, many Ren looked at the tianwu demon king with a look of sympathy and compassion. They won back face and lost their lives. However, it's very good to pull a strong emperor to bury them.

At the moment, the sky is shrouded in an extremely terrible threat. The wind and cloud change color. This world has become particularly depressed and breathless.

Songming's face was expressionless, his hands dropped naturally, his eyes looked at Mo Keling calmly, and a indifferent voice came out of his mouth: "do you finish it yourself, or do I do it?"

Although it is a calm tone, this sentence makes countless people tremble. No one will doubt the authenticity of this sentence, let alone whether Songming is qualified to say it.

If you can be recognized by the famine Lord to host the famine field competition, may your strength be weak?

Song Ming, he has lived for more than 10000 years and has been silent for a long time. In those days, he had a title in the nine regions of Tianxuan, that is, the emperor was killed by heaven.

Tiansha, as the name suggests, means that he kills too many people, just like the God of heaven. I don't know how many people's blood is in his hands, but Songming is not a demon. All the people killed are those who resist the desolate tower, which is not indiscriminate killing of innocent people.

"I haven't done it for thousands of years. I don't want to do it today. Finish it yourself." Song Ming said that at his age, all he thought about was how to improve his realm. Killing was not what he wanted.

"Long pine, show mercy."

A sound came out, and I saw a light and shadow sweeping rapidly in the far distance. It was extremely fast, but it came to this space in the blink of an eye.

The visitor is also an old man, wearing a blue fur robe and a bit of dust on his face. It seems that he came all the way. He is in a hurry.

"Moco yuan, a strong man at the level of the ancestors of the Moco imperial dynasty and a strong emperor, was in the same era as Songming and was also very famous. At this time, he came!" Many people were surprised, and their eyes fell on the old man in green robes.

"Lao Zu!" Mo Ke Ling saw that the old man in green robe appeared in time, and his face immediately showed a happy look, as if he saw the hope of survival. His body flashed behind Mo Ke Yuan.

"Bastard!" Mo Ke Yuan angrily scolded, raised his hand and slapped Mo Ke Ling on the face. Suddenly, only a loud voice came out, and the hearts of the people present trembled. Mo Ke Yuan, how cruel!

Mo Keling bowed his head and his face turned red when he was ponton, but the blow he received in his heart was many times stronger than that in his body. He was a powerful emperor and was slapped in the face like a child in full view of the public. Once it came out, how could he have the face to stand on the world.

However, he knew that the father was saving him. He had to take this slap.

And this account must be counted on the martial demon king that day. After today, his death will come.

"Mocoyuan, long time no see." Songming said to mokeyuan, "what do you mean?"

Mokeyuan's eyes flashed a ray of light, and a kind smile appeared on his face. He smiled and said, "I'm an unworthy younger generation. I'm arrogant. I accidentally violated the rules formulated by the famine Lord. I'm old and incompetent. I can only plead with my old face. I hope brother song will forgive me for his unintentional loss."

"Hehe, what an unintentional loss, almost killed me!" Tianwu devil sneered, what if the old ancestor came? What's his fear?

The words fell, and the space suddenly became particularly quiet and silent.

Many people couldn't help but smoke at the corners of their mouths, thinking that the martial devil king was an idiot that day, and didn't think things were not big enough?

His words undoubtedly completely offended the Moco Dynasty. Even the great emperor dared to offend him. He had to die anyway. There was no room for maneuver.