Chapter 372 Eight Faces of Prestige (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!)

"Destroy the six realms of reincarnation, obliterate countless gods and demons, sacrifice the blood of all creatures in the entire Milky Way galaxy to cast the blood curse, and break the seal, and the soul will leave the body to see him. What level of existence is this?"

Zhong Yue only felt a splitting headache, and the great terror of falling into the darkness made him almost completely collapse. If he continued, going crazy would be a small thing!

Eternal darkness, being eaten endlessly, and then resurrected to be eaten again, it is estimated that even gods and demons cannot last long.

"Senior Brother Feng Xiaozhong probably also experienced this scene. He was able to hold back and not commit suicide, which is considered to have amazing willpower."

Zhong Yue murmured: "I escaped with the aid of firewood and copper lamps, how did he escape?"

He couldn't figure it out, but Feng Xiaozhong's talent was beyond compare, so he probably used some unknown means to escape.

"No matter who this existence is, he must be dug out in the future, even if he is dead, he must be dug out from the grave!"

Zhong Yue was still dizzy, and the scene in his mind was always being eaten by a monster in the dark, and the heart-piercing pain was still preserved in the memory of his soul.

His face was pale, and he tried his best not to think about it, but carefully checked his physical body and primordial spirit.

The sixth secret realm of the primordial spirit, the secret realm of blood, this secret realm is a bridge connecting the primordial spirit and the physical body. The successful opening of the secret realm greatly increased his mana by less than 20%.

Mana growth is a small matter, but other changes are a big deal!

The most important thing is the six realms of reincarnation, from Daoyi secret realm, to yin and yang, divine talent, Vientiane, five elements, and then to blood, the six reincarnations gather together to form a self-contained reincarnation system. His comprehensive strength, the power he can explode, is more than 20% simple !

His physical body is stronger than before, and his soul and physical body are more powerful.

He felt that the Fuxi blood in his body was several times stronger than before, and nearly one-fifth of the blood in his body had awakened!

The awakened Fuxi divine blood began to transform his heart, his heart faintly revealed golden color, and the heart was many times stronger than before!

Fuxi's spirit!

Various totem textures emerge on the atrium of this Fuxi God's heart, which is the natural totem pattern of the Fuxi God Race. Swimming in the blood vessels, bringing unparalleled energy to the whole body!

Even the effect of tempering his physical body is better than before, and supplemented by the sun and moon treasure, it is of great benefit to his physical body improvement!

His qi and blood are still being strengthened, and the qi and blood are agitated by the heart, like a vast ocean, washing away the body and the soul, the soul, the sun spirit, and the moon spirit in the soul, so that the soul is also constantly flowing. Ascension, the physical body continues to strengthen!

Moreover, Zhong Yue also saw that the lost lifespan of his soul was also slowly growing back, which was very strange, probably replenishing his lifespan with qi and blood.

In addition to Shenxin, he also saw that his right bone was changing, and there was a faint tendency to change into a golden color, but it was much slower than the heart.

It should be that his awakened blood is still too small to completely transform the bones into Fuxi bones.

After a long time, his heart has turned golden, strong and powerful, making his qi and blood more vigorous, but his bones are only light golden, only the phalanx of his right thumb has turned golden.

"The awakened bloodline is less than one-fifth, which shows that I haven't completely broken the bloodline seal in my body."

Zhong Yue frowned slightly. If the blood seal was completely broken, then all the Fuxi blood in his body would awaken and turn into Fuxi, but now only half of it was released, which meant that there were other blood seals in his body.

However, now he can't feel where the blood seal is at all. It should be that the seal is hidden so deep that it is difficult to detect.

"One and a half of Fuxi's blood, plus the god's eyes, god's heart, and half god's bone, is enough."

Zhong Yue stood up, full of murderous intent: "It's enough to kill the Demon Saint!"

The painting boat was destroyed, and the concubine took off the white gauze underneath. The white gauze was a piece of fragrant handkerchief. When the Xiangpa is unfolded, the splendid flowers also jump out, and the flowers bloom brilliantly.

Zhong Yue and the girls boarded the fragrant handkerchiefs, embroidered with brilliant floral fragrances, surrounded by charming women, which made him feel as if he had fallen into a gentle village.

At this moment, Zhong is still in the form of Moro, five big and three thick, six feet tall, like a huge black bear, and the women around him are all white and beautiful, like a big devil traveling with his wife and beautiful family.

Zhong Yue waved his hand, high-spirited: "Let's go!"

The champagne left through the air, and the concubine said seriously: "Senior brother, you ruined Tian'er's boat, but you can't ruin my champagne again. I will still wear it when I arrive in the deserted city."

The women took out the fine wine, and accompanied the Demon King Zhong on the champagne to drink and have fun, singing and dancing.

The ten-day period is approaching, and the deserted city is in sight, Zhong Yue stood up, intending to get off the champagne, so as not to lose his manhood in this gentle village, Tian Mofei hurriedly grabbed him, and said with a coquettish smile: "Don't move yet, Masculinity can also be set off with delicate flowers, and concubines and others will make you majestic."

She leaned against Zhong Yue's left arms, giggled and said, "Holy concubine, I will let you on the right. Auspicious, you lean on the master's lap."

The holy concubine's face was reddish, and she leaned against Zhong Yue's right bosom according to her words, and the auspicious concubine smiled lightly, leaning on Zhong Yue's lap, another noble lady crawled up on the other leg, and some other noble ladies poured wine, The wine glass moved to the lips of the Great Demon King Zhong.

Another noble lady peeled the grapes and brought them to his mouth. In front of him was a noble lady dancing, another noble lady playing a pipa with her arms in her arms, and another lady singing.

Zhong Yue's face turned reddish, and then he returned to normal, with a golden sword on his horse, hugging left and right, and a fragrant handkerchief like a cloud of flowers, slowly driving into the deserted city.

At this moment, an unknown number of strong men have gathered in the deserted city. The breath of the strong men shakes the clouds in the sky, and one after another demon clouds float, and the gods and demons dance on the clouds.

This city is much more prosperous than before, and even the aura of giants blooms from time to time, which makes people palpitate.

Today is the battle between Young Master Moro and the Demon Sage, a major event that shocked the entire demon clan. Needless to say, the Demon Sage is the "Holy" respected by the eight holy clans. Young Master Moluo is also no small matter. He fought against the Demon Sage in the triple sacrifice , Deciphering the Demon Sage's Trio Sacrifice, making the Demon Sage fall short, they are all amazing young heroes!

There are also rumors that Zhong Yue, the Moluo son, is a foreigner, not a demon, and Bo Xun, the backer behind him, is also a fiction, and there is no such person. Mr. Mo Luo played with the demons and the demon saints in the palm of his hands, cheated the hearts of the demon girls, deceived the Asura saints' Xuangong, and even colluded with the lunatic Feng Xiaozhong of the human race to kill the eight saints. Clan powerhouses are unforgivable sins.

The Demon Saint is also a great sinner of the Demon Race. At this moment, the two sinners are fighting, no matter who wins and who loses, they will definitely not be able to get out of the deserted city alive!

"Master Moro is here!"

Suddenly a strong man exclaimed: "This guy, how majestic!"

When Zhong Yue arrived, he immediately attracted countless eyes, and almost all the demons in the deserted city focused on him, with envy.

"Going up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, without changing your face, hugging left and right, with a group of beauties in your arms, good man, be like this!"

"Here, the big devil is doing it! If it is really my demon clan, I am afraid that another saint clan will rise from my demon clan!"

The Demon King Zhong was so majestic, he flew into the city and landed on the highest deserted platform in the deserted city. He laughed loudly and said, "Where is the Demon Sage here?"

His voice was like thunder, and the rolling sound exploded in mid-air, rumbling from the east of the city to the west of the city, so that everyone could hear it clearly!

In the deserted city, many Qi refiners with slightly lower cultivation bases were stunned by the sound, and thousands of people fell down.

Head start!

A Demon Qi refiner said angrily: "Young Master Mo Luo, you are too domineering! When you are beaten to death by the Demon Saint, this guy must have an ugly face!"

The barren arena is a ring in the deserted city. It occupies a very large area and is used for decisive battles by qi refiners. However, the barren arena is still too small for qi refiners like Zhong Yue, so he and the demon sage The battlefield is not here.

At this moment, there are hundreds of strong men on the barren stage, there are seven or eight giants alone, and there are also thirty or fifty strong men in the Fatian realm. His face turned cold, murderous.

Zhong Yue smiled slightly, not taking it seriously, thinking that the murderous aura of these giants was nothing but air.

"presumptuous!"

Suddenly, a strong man in the Fatian Realm said coldly: "Moluo, whether you are a demon or not, seeing that the seniors are here today, don't you hurry up and pay your respects?"

Zhong Yue raised his brows lightly: "Senior? I am brother and brother with the Demon Sage, and the Demon Sage is the saint that your eight holy clans all respect. Compared with the others, how old are you?"

The giant of the Fatian Realm was furious, and the giant of the Yama Sacred Clan frowned, suppressed his anger, and said in a deep voice: "Mo Luo, you and Feng Xiaozhong plotted against my Eight Sacred Clans, so I can kill them right now!" You! In my deserted city of demons, you'd better be quiet, roll over obediently, and don't force me to kill you right now!"

Zhong Yue gave him a squinting look: "There are a lot of people who want to kill me, who are you in line?"

"you!"

That giant was angry, and suddenly another giant of the Fatian Realm stood up, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, don't talk to him, anyway, he is a person who must die, why bother with him?"

"Who are you?" Zhong Yue asked with a sideways glance at him.

The old giant of the Fatian Realm blushed, and suddenly slapped him with a palm. The air was thunderous, and Zhong Yue met him with a backhand. There was only a loud click, and the barren platform was evenly separated, and was cut in half by the force of the two palms. How much!

The giant of the Fatian Realm blushed even more, his body swayed slightly, and he looked up at Zhong Yue, only to see Zhong Yue still sitting there with a big horse and a golden knife, motionless, and he couldn't help being shocked.

Suddenly, a giant next to him snorted softly, using his mana, the two halves of the deserted platform merged with a bang, and returned to normal.

"Hahahaha, Mr. Moluo, no matter whether you are my demon clan or not, you are a man worthy of friendship!"

Suddenly there was a loud laugh, Shura strode up to the barren platform, walked over with a wine jug, and said with a smile: "Young Master Moluo, I'll see you off."

Zhong Yue stood up and said with a smile, "Mr. Shura is polite. Now that I have no place in the Demon Race, you come to see me off. Aren't you afraid that these strong men will see their crimes?"

Shura didn't take it seriously, and said: "They are all mediocre and incompetent people, and they don't know heroes. Why should I be afraid of seeing a crime? It would be a pity if I couldn't have a drink with you before you were alive."