Chapter 137

"Little monster, can you still be rampant? Do you think you can stand up to the saints in your wild state? "

Mo Zu Luo Lin looked at Yang Yu and said with a sarcastic smile: "it's too far away."

"Bang!"

The next second, a powerful force from the sky swept directly to Yang Yu. It was the power of saints and the power of monsters.

Yang Yu was just like ants swept by the debris flow all the time. He disappeared in a flash and was killed by the sage. He left no trace of flesh and blood.

"Luo Li, you must die today!"

However, only in the past few seconds, Yang Yu appeared out of thin air, standing in the void, still with the killing intention of the mad devil, rushed out to mozuluo.

"Well?"

Luo's eyes sank, and then his face was completely cold. In his hand, he hit again, and the power of the immortal Saint swept down, directly drowning Yang Yu.

"Poof..."

In the distance, the thunder demon suddenly spat out blood, and his face became extremely pale.

At this moment, her realm fell directly from the quasi saint to the darokin fairyland.

The fall of the realm just now is the cause of her coughing up blood. No one really fell down because of this.

"Mazu, why are you so cruel? You told me that Huang Zhongli was about to mature, and asked me to come to the ancient tomb of three thousand demon gods. Was it difficult for me to capture my power and let you temporarily restore the saint's means?"

The demon God of thunder looked at the cold looking demon ancestor Luo, and his face was extremely sad and beautiful.

She has always admired and worshipped the demon ancestor Luo, because this is the pride of their three thousand demons.

Not only did he not die at the beginning, but he almost won in the struggle for the way of heaven and became the real master in the famine.

You're welcome. The people she admired and trusted told her that Huang Zhongli, a mature man, cheated her to the ancient tomb of three thousand demons. Was that the purpose?

"Demon of thunder, since you respect me, now you can use your cultivation to kill this little evil animal and seize Huang Zhong Li. In the future, I will try to give it back to you. Why ask me more?"

Mo Zu Luo was very impatient to see the God of thunder.

Now your accomplishments have been captured by me, and you have fallen into the darokin fairyland. You dare to question me. I really want to die.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

However, not far from Mo zuluo, Yang Yu, who had just been beaten into nothingness, stood up again and gave out a laugh like hell devil. His eyes were cold and locked on Mazu luowu, carrying the Zhen Tian Ji, and plundered away again.

"Looking for death!"

Mo Zu Luo Lin's face was cold and fierce. He once again took a palm and ran over Yang Yu, which made Yang Yu a bloody rain.

"Cough..."

Not far away, the demon God of thunder coughs up blood again, and his face becomes more and more pale. His realm directly falls from Daluo Jinxian to Taiyi Jinxian, and his accomplishments are deprived by the demon ancestor Luofu.

The thunder demon God did not speak any more at the moment, but his face became extremely angry. That day, he had a hot temper, and now he reached the extreme!

She will not die, because he is the spirit of the calamity, the devil ancestor Luo Lu dare not kill her.

Then, the devil ancestor Luo Li must be careful. In the future, he must not cross the loot. Otherwise, the demon God of thunder will let this cruel and despicable dog taste the first robbery of Hongmeng when the chaotic world was born. What a terrible light!

"Did you kill me?"

However, with a sneer, Yang Yu reappeared out of thin air again, and his body recovered completely, as if he had just died.

"Then see how many times you can revive!"

Mo zuluo's face was very ugly, but still there was a roar and a holy blow again!

One hand, there is nothing to stop, even the six saints of the human race are retreating at the moment.

They are the most clear about the gap between saints and would-be saints. They don't want to be affected and are scattered without any reason.

However, this time, the cultivation of the demon God of thunder did not fall, and the demon ancestor Luo Lu did not dare to deprive him of his cultivation.

Otherwise, the God of thunder will not have enough power to control the force of the scourge.

If he seizes the cultivation of thunder demon God again, the way of heaven will certainly not let him go, and he will be settled.

Now that he is about to get Huang Zhongli, he only needs to close down to attack the realm of heaven's saints. He doesn't want to cause trouble and ask Hongjun to settle down.

Therefore, at the moment, he is only maintaining his Saint's power with the remnant strength of the chaotic demon's remains within the 3000 demon God's ancient tomb.

However, this can not be endless. Now he can make four or five more moves at most, and all the remaining power of the chaotic God in the tomb of the 3000 demon gods will be exhausted.

So, looking at Yang Yu at the moment, Luo Lin, the evil ancestor, killed the opportunity to heaven, and once again blew Yang Yu into a bloody rain.

"Ha ha, see how many times I can revive, or how many times you can kill me!"

Yang Yubing cold smile, and then directly a halberd blow out, killed to the evil ancestor Luo Yan!"Bang!"

The evil ancestor Luo Lin hands, Yang Yu is smashed.

"Boom

Yang Yu resurrected again and directly killed the demon ancestor Luo Lin.

"Bang!"

However, the evil ancestor Luo is still clapping a palm, the face is gloomy incomparably.

However, Yang Yu was able to resurrect at the same place every time, and the power of the sage was completely dissipated when the devil ancestor Luo Shu took the last palm.

Yang Yu stood up again, carrying a black halberd, and went directly to the devil.

"Ah

Mo zuluo's face was extremely ferocious, and his expression was extremely ugly.

"I'm not willing to. Why do you want a small evil animal to be so rebellious? Why do you want to stop me from collecting the yellow plum planted by myself!

Why

Mo zuluo roared, his face extremely gloomy and ugly, staring at Yang Yu, his face full of killing intention.

Huang Zhongli was transplanted by him. It has been seen that Huang Zhongli recovered from the ancient array for a short time.

So, looking at Yang Yu at the moment, the face of Luo Lin is extremely ferocious.

However, Yang Yu didn't pay any attention. He just waved the Zhen Tian Ji in his hand and suddenly cut it out horizontally and patted the head of Mo Zu Luo.

"Yang Yu, you evil animal, wait, you get Huang Zhong Li, you can't get out of the ancient tomb of three thousand demons. When you step out of the tomb, you will die!"

However, he knew that it was useless for him to resist. He did not kill Yang Yu in the time when he restored the power of sage. He was no longer an opponent of Yang Yu.

"Bang!"

In this case, the head of the devil was blown away.

Yang Yu didn't mean to be arrogant because of this. After sweeping the remaining quasi saints, Yang Yu's eyes were extremely cold and stormed out again. He wanted to kill all these people who had just moved to kill Houtu!

At this moment, all the would-be saints changed their faces and did not have the slightest idea of fighting with Yang Yu. They all fled away and went to the exit of the ancient tomb of 3000 demons.

Yang Yu is in such a state of madness and strange immortality that they have no interest in trying to kill Yang Yu.

Because, the result is very obvious, Yang Yu is immortal body, but they are not!

Compared with Huang Zhong Li, we should save our lives first.

At this moment, Yang Yu chased him out, and a group of quasi saints, whether they were the incarnation of the six saints of the human race, or the most powerful one among the quasi saints of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, all fled at this moment!

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