Chapter 5281: Strong attack

The Wild Demon was sealed by the Ruins Clan, and everything about him was also banned, as if time stood still.

But Xiao Fan was still a little worried when he thought of Huang Mo's cold appearance before.

After all, his friendship with Huang Mo is his clone, but his body.

"Just treat it as if I have found my memory again." Huang Demon said without turning his head, his eyes kept staring at the depths of the starry sky.

Xiao Fan stopped speaking, this kind of result was already considered the best.

The Desolate Demon he knew didn't die, but got a dusty memory.

Taking a deep breath to calm his mind, he looked up at the sky again.

At this time, the four gods endlessly, and the six opponents had already fought to the point of white-hot.

The six people of the Xu family and the Chaos Xianling family are clearly in the upper hand.

"Desolate Demon, won't you help?" Xiao Fan was a little worried when he saw the Desolate Demon unmoved.

The Immortal King Hongmeng is already the top combat power in the world.

There are only four of them, and they have lost two great powers. They obviously suffer a lot. If this continues, they will not be able to support it for long.

"What's the situation now?" Huang Mo looked at Xiao Fan suspiciously.

Xiao Fan helped his forehead, you and he cares about his situation, see the Xu Clan and the Chaos Xianling Clan, do it right.

He suddenly felt that the wild demon had an iron and hanky temperament.

"You don't know God endless, do you always recognize the devil and the Pluto?" Xiao Fan didn't answer directly, because he didn't know what plan was for the side of the ten thousand races.

At least until now, Doutian hasn't appeared yet.

In addition, there is also the old man guarding the tomb. This old immortal has entered the Immortal Forbidden Tribulation Land a long time ago, but he has never heard of him.

"God is endless, I know." Huang Mo frowned slightly, "He is regarded as a disciple of Asura Zumo."

Xiao Fan has a black line on his face. When is this? What use are you telling me?

"The four of them are bound to lose. If you join, their chances of winning will be greater." Xiao Fan almost didn't say let Huang Mo directly do it.

Huang Mo raised his brows slightly, as if he was a little entangled whether he should make a move or not.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a shocking explosion came from a distance.

Xiao Fan turned his head and looked around, only to see dust billowing in a corner of Ruins Tiancheng, countless Ruins and Primal Chaos Spirits experts flew out, and then exploded in the void.

"Is this?" Xiao Fan opened his eyes wide, revealing an unbelievable color, "There are other people in the Ten Thousand Clan?"

As soon as his words fell, Xiao Fan saw countless figures rushing from outside the city of the market, and the terrifying immortal power was surging, assaulting the city of the market like a stormy sea.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Fan looked surprised.

Among them, there are many fairy king realms, but most of them are people of the heavenly king realm and below.

He couldn't understand why the Ten Thousand Clan would let a group of Saint Ancestor Realm come here, this is simply to die.

"The Ten Thousand Clan has been weak for too long. They have long lost their vitality. They have not entered the state yet and can only wait to die in the end." Huang Mo commented lightly.

Xiao Fan was silent.

In the endless years, there are very few people who have dared to cross the passage to come here from the cultivators of the ten thousand races. Isn't this a manifestation of fear of death?

Had it not been for someone to guard the six passages and send the Hunyuan Immortal King to patrol the chaotic market, it is estimated that the Xu family and the Chaos Xianling family would have already been killed.

There is no doubt that under their protection, most of the monks of the ten thousand races have lost their enterprising spirit, let alone fighting desperately.

Thirty's clone is about to wake up, and battle is inevitable.

It is very necessary to mobilize the ten thousand races in advance.

However, Xiao Fan always felt that the medicine was a little bit fierce.

Whether it is the top combat power or the low-level combat power, the Ten Thousand Clan is obviously inferior to the Ruins Clan and the Primal Chaos Spirit Clan.

What's more, this place is still the home base of the Ruins Clan and the Primal Chaos Spirit Clan. Once the Nine Great Celestial Cities are shot at the same time, these people will definitely die or not.

Of course, the Saint Ancestral Realm is not so easy to die, at most it is just sleeping or being sealed.

But the latter is the most terrifying. Once sealed, the ruins will inevitably be stronger.

"Everyone in the city of Xuanzang obeyed the order, and the tens of thousands of people attacked, killing without mercy."

At this moment, there was an angry cry from the Starry Sky.

At the same time, a fierce palm fell from the sky, covering the sky and covering the sun, and blasted towards the cultivators of the ten thousand races who had entered the city of the ruins.

Obviously, Xu Tian made a move!

He is the Hongmeng Immortal King. Under the power of a palm, ordinary Immortal Kings can't stop him. How can ordinary Saint Ancestor Realm be able to stop him?

"Humph!" At this moment, Huang Mo let out a cold snort and suddenly disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already under the giant palm, and he raised his hand and blasted out, hitting the giant palm fiercely.

boom!

The billowing Hongmeng fairy power exploded, and the palm gang suddenly exploded. However, the wild demon's fist gang did not reduce the slightest, and quickly entered the starry sky and joined the battle group.

"Little Demon, are you awake too?" Pluto looked at Huang Demon in surprise with a look of excitement.

Hearing the name "Little Demon", Huang Demon sneered: "Xiao Ming, it seems that you are going back more and more. For such a long time, even a clone can't be killed."

When the voice fell, Huang Mo raised his hand and slapped it severely on Xu Tian's body.

Xu Tian showed a look of horror, and his body suddenly exploded, turning into a billowing black mist.

The corner of Pluto's mouth twitched, and he smiled awkwardly: "No, I just broke through the Hongmeng Immortal King, and I haven't got used to it yet."

"Weak is weak, there are so many excuses." Huang Mo coldly snorted.

"Okay, stop bickering and kill them quickly." The demon lord shouted, and the jade platform under his feet turned into a stream of light, shattering half of You Tian's body.

On the other side, Zi Yu's momentum also rose sharply, and the appearance of the Wild Demon made their confidence skyrocket.

"Haha, what about one more person, you still have to die." Xu Tian's body appeared again, with a hideous expression on his face.

"Noisy!"

Huang Mo coldly spit out two words, and then smashed it with a punch. The speed and strength are incredible. It is obviously not like a person who has just broken through the Hongmeng Immortal King.

"Ah..." Xu Tian roared, his body exploded, and although it did not hurt him much, the pain was extremely real.

It's just that Huang Mo didn't give him any chance at all. He shot again and again, and his body exploded again, almost completely unable to fight back.

All the Pluto people were dumbfounded, and Huang Mo's combat power was simply overwhelming.

The most important thing is that they can obviously sense that Huang Mo just broke through the Hongmeng Immortal King, how could it be so strong?

How do they know that the original avenue of Huang Mo is not only nine kilometers, but nine thousand four hundred meters.

More than nine kilometers, let alone a hundred meters, it is very difficult to open one meter.

"You can't kill this king." Xu Tian's voice sounded again, but this time, it was obviously much more difficult for him to restore his physical body.

call!

When the wild demon was about to continue to do it, Xu Tian suddenly appeared a huge whirlpool, madly swallowing the black mist of Xu Tian's body. "Who?" Xu Tian exclaimed when he saw this, his eyes full of fear.