勇者斗恶龙怪兽仙境下载

It's not the demon's toughness that makes people headaches. Even if the demon are strong, they can still win by relying on their numbers.

But during the war, those infected sect disciples were the most troublesome.

Among the several major sects, only the Juxian Pavilion is better, because after all, the Juxian Pavilion is a leader in pill refining and refining.

But this kind of recovery has cost Juxiange a big price.

The general pill can't solve this demonic interference at all. Only the fifth-rank and sixth-rank pill can do it, and often more than one.

Even if the Juxian Pavilion family has a big business, it can't bear the large number of people, tens of thousands of horses, and one-tenth of them are infected, which is enough.

Moreover, this was only the vanguard of the Demon Race. Of the eighteen demon kings, only two came, and these two were the weakest two.

If within that Demon Abyss, hundreds of thousands of troops rushed out mightily, according to the depletion of the Juxian Pavilion, sooner or later he would lose his home.

For a time, the interference of demonic energy became the number one problem of the major sects.

After all, if a disciple in the sect was infected, it was because his vital power was consumed, and it was an increase in the power of the Demon Race.

Mu Yun only discovered a huge business opportunity, but he hasn't realized how big this business opportunity is!

At this moment, the battle between Namog, Wang Zhijie, Yang Tingyu, and Li Yunxiao has become more and more intense.

However, even if Mog was in the six levels of Nirvana, he couldn't stand the attack of three people at the same time, and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Seeing that Mog was invincible, the surrounding demons were killed one by one, and a retreat was born in his heart.

A devil's palm blasted away, Moge's figure backed away, and he drew back, trying to flee.

"Great Devil Moge, why are you in a hurry? Come here, so stay here forever!"

While Mu Yun was laughing, he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he appeared directly in front of Moge's escape route.

"Try the Black Flame Thunderbolt that I refined for you Demon Race!"

With a smile, Mu Yun's hand, ten black flame thunderbolts fell directly, slamming on Moge's head.

Even if Mog asked himself to be a super power in the Sixth Realm of Nirvana, he did not dare to resist the thunderbolt at this moment.

Inside this thunderbolt, there is a super powerful soul-killing black flame, which is simply a big killer for his demons.

This son of Mu Yun is really hateful, he must be killed, otherwise, he will definitely become the number one enemy of his demons.

"Go away!"

With a loud roar, Mogg's palm shot out.

However, the black flame thunderbolt, regardless of the anger in Mog's heart, exploded directly before the clutches arrived.

Twenty Black Flame Explosives can blow up three thousand Demon Warriors to the sky. Ten Explosives can not cause much damage to Mog, but it is enough to stop him.

Na Mog's figure was suppressed by the Black Flame Thunderbolt and had to retreat again.

Behind, the three of Wang Zhijie rushed out again.

This time, Moge must not be able to escape.

Killing a demon king is a powerful blow to the demon.

Under the cooperation of the three hall masters, Na Moge gradually became a little unbearable. He was not the opponent of the three, and Mu Yun was on the side. From time to time, when the four of them moved apart, he threw a black flame thunderbolt. The bomb posed a great threat to him.

But whenever he was about to get close to Mu Yun, the three Wang Zhijie rushed up quickly.

With this going on, blood stains gradually appeared on Mog's body, and the devilish energy was also reduced by half.

"Lao Tzu died here, you have to be buried with me!"

Moge's face was cold, and the speed of his whole body's demonic energy was getting faster and faster.

"Die all together!"

Moge yelled, and suddenly cracks appeared on the surface of his body.

As the cracks spread, the magic energy in his body continued to spread.

"Quickly retreat!"

Suddenly, Wang Zhijie's face changed drastically, and the three figures immediately retreated.

However, that Moge's target was obviously not three people, but Mu Yun in the distance.

The speed skyrocketed, Moge galloped all the way, rushing towards Mu Yun.

Bang bang bang...

Suddenly, there were bursts of sound, Moge's figure dissipated in front of Mu Yun, and the tumbling demonic energy instantly swallowed Mu Yun.

"Mu Yun, **** it!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Zhijie wanted to rush forward.

"Pharaoh, no!"

Yang Tingyu and Li Yunxiao hurriedly grabbed Wang Zhijie, and rushed forward at this moment, looking for death.

Boom boom boom...

A strong roar sounded, and in front of the Sanji Hall, the surrounding halls were shattered, and some children with lower cultivation levels were also shocked to faint directly under the explosion.

The rumbling sound lasted for half an hour before it disappeared.

And that Mog's figure disappeared completely.

A super powerhouse in the Sixth Realm of Nirvana was forcibly blown to death by the three of Wang Zhijie and Mu Yun.

Especially Mu Yun's black flame thunderbolt, it made Moge extremely angry.

So in the end, he would rather give up and die with Wang Zhijie and choose Mu Yun.

The Black Flame Thunderbolt and Qingxin Pill refined by this person will inevitably cause great interference to the demon army, and it is necessary to kill this child.

"It's over, it's over!"

Wang Zhijie couldn't help trembling and said: "This time it's over, Xin'er has to fight me hard, this bastard, who does not live or die, is a big bastard."

No one thought that at the last moment, Moge would leave the three of them and rush directly towards Mu Yun.

"Ahem...Bah, father-in-law, what's the matter?"

However, at this moment, as the devilish energy dissipated, a figure suddenly walked out of the tumbling devilish energy, looking at Wang Zhijie and wondering.

"You kid, aren't you dead?"

"Huh? Father-in-law, you want me to die so much!"

"roll!"

Wang Zhijie cursed and said, "I watched Moge rush to you, how could you not die?"

"How can I die so easily!"

Mu Yun couldn't help saying: "That Moge is a demon after all. To me, the demon energy of the demon is minimal in Shanghai. After all, I have two big sky fires."

With that, a layer of black flame spread on the surface of Mu Yun's body, and the black flame enveloped his body, forming a black shield.

"Tianhuo, really mysterious!"

Yang Tingyu couldn't help but sighed.

If Mu Yun's cultivation base had a heavy nirvana state, it would be absolutely impossible to survive when Moge wanted to hold him back at the end of his life.

But that day, the fire shield really absorbed all the damage, letting Mu Yun survive.

In fact, how did he know that Mu Yun's body, after being resurrected from the dead last time, was transformed by the mysterious power in Zhu Xian Tu, and it was already different from the past.

Seeing the devastated ground, the three hall masters looked at Mu Yun in unison.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Looking at the strange gazes of the three of them, Mu Yun staggered and stepped back.

"You kid, let's talk about it now, what is going on with your black flame thunderbolt?"

"What's going on, it took me more than ten years to study and research it out!" Mu Yun exaggerated.

"For more than ten years? Your kid is pretending to be silly here. I think it's about ten days or so." Wang Zhijie scolded with a smile.

"Huh? Xiner told you everything!"

"Huh? You really spent ten days refining it?"

"You lied to me!"

Mu Yun curled his lips and said, "How can it be refined in more than ten days, I'm joking."

If you tell Wang Zhijie that they have figured out such a thing equivalent to the best earthenware for more than ten days, the three of them will probably be overwhelmed.

"Okay, don't be poor, let's talk about it, how many spirit crystals are you, Black Flame Thunderbolt?"

"Ahem...This thunderbolt consumes me..."

"Stop it, how much is it!"

"One hundred thousand lower-grade spirit crystals." Mu Yun stretched out his fingers and said beyond doubt.

"One hundred thousand? You kid, why don't you grab it?" Wang Zhijie came up and wanted to slap Muyun and shouted: "You kid, you are crazy about money!"

"My father-in-law, this Black Flame Thunderbolt is very troublesome to refining. I only have about 10,000 in stock in Eastern Cloud City now. I sell it to you. I am in a blood loss. In case the demons come again... …"

"Well, shut up, shut up, go away, one hundred thousand is one hundred thousand, first come one thousand." Wang Zhijie really couldn't help it.

If Mu Yun were to continue speaking, he wondered if he couldn't help but slap Mu Yun to death.

This kid is typically good at getting cheap.

"Hey, that's great!" Mu Yun said with a smile: "Father-in-law, there are a thousand black flame thunderbolts, 100 million low-grade spirit crystals!"

"you……"

Seeing the thunderbolt that Mu Yun had prepared a long time ago, Wang Zhijie's face was pale.

"roll!"

This kid, coming this time, was completely unkind, saying that he was here to help Sanji Temple, it was simply blackmail.

"Father-in-law, during this time, my Yunmeng will vigorously refine the Black Flame Thunderbolt. If you are missing, ask me if you want it, and I will send it to you as soon as possible."

"You brat, get out of here!"

"Three hall masters, goodbye!"

A smile appeared on Mu Yun's face, he arched his hands and left directly.

"This kid, really..." Yang Tingyu smiled helplessly as she watched Mu Yun's leaving figure.

"Smelly boy, doing business has done my best, asshole."

"Pharaoh, don't complain, too, a thousand black flame bombs, one hundred million lower-grade spirit crystals with the same power just now, for my Sanji Palace, it can save nearly 10,000 combat power, which is very worthwhile. "

Li Yunxiao smiled and said: "War, the most important thing is the martial artist, the spirit crystal is gone, we can still make money in the Sanji Palace, but if the person is gone, it is far from simple to cultivate a genius."

"Yes, this time, I see the invasion of the demons, the Yunmeng, it is bound to rise rapidly."

"This kid, I want to see how much he will sell to other big forces." Wang Zhijie said with a smile on his face.