Chapter 192: Counterattack

Many times, if you don't push yourself hard.

You don't know that you can mess things up so badly!

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Zhang Moshen's "My Diary" Chapter 5456

"I don't believe in fate!"

Yang Shuo smiled slightly and could not deny what Lao Gou said.

He was not willing to explain too much. Anyway, in his heart, the sect master would not be defeated so easily.

Maybe the sect master really won't come to save them, maybe the sect master might deal with the Moon Demon first, and then release them.

In short, Yang Shuo deeply believed that even if this game was in a desperate situation, as long as the sect master was not dead, he could turn the tables.

Other demon cultivators felt incredible when they saw that Yang Shuo was still so calm and determined at this time.

Their smiles of making fun of the suffering and the confident smile on Yang Shuo's mouth were simply not the same thing.

Why can this guy be like this in a desperate situation?

Everyone didn't understand, and didn't quite understand. They were all from the Hun Mo Sect, but why did they feel that the Tian Mo Sect was different.

The old dog next to him was touched by Yang Shuo's calmness.

Could it be that the Sect Master will really come to save them?

Is it possible? Will this really happen?

The old dog's eyes flickered, and he suddenly became a little uncertain. Deep in his heart, something called hope rose.

The military advisor Baimian next to him asked the old dog again: "Military Advisor Dog Head, what medicine did your Sect Master feed you? At this time, you can still believe him."

The old dog suddenly rose a little heroic, raised his head slightly and said: "The medicine you want to take but can't take!"

As he was speaking, there was a sudden explosion outside.

Then, another different voice came.

"Fuck, the ghosts here are so ugly. I thought they were so beautiful!"

"Little ones, get out of the way. These ghosts can only suck souls. Let's see what this Sect Master can do!"

"Stand still like a mountain, murderous intent violent, moving!"

The voice was chaotic, even if you listened carefully, it was a little unclear what it was.

But the old dog, Yang Shuo, and many demon cultivators of the Tianmo Sect were refreshed.

Such a unique accent, such a tone that deserves a beating, could it be... the Sect Master!

Then, a series of shrill howls, as if it was the last desperate cry of the guarding corpse ghosts.

The next moment, everyone clearly saw that the floating powder around began to decrease.

The footsteps and the sound of fighting were getting closer and closer.

The door also seemed to be knocked by something and made a clanging sound, and it kept denting.

Yang Shuo, Lao Gou and others all widened their eyes. The next moment, they heard a voice: "Little ones, all get out of the way, let this Sect Master come, Ah Da!"

He kicked through the door and got stuck awkwardly in the middle.

After pulling it back several times, the voice sounded again.

"Fuck, my foot. Hurry up and knock the door open!"

Bang!

There was another loud noise, and the door was finally completely knocked open.

A figure stood at the door, and the light shone on him, stretching his shadow.

He bathed in the light, lit a medicinal leaf, and took a deep sip.

The smoke he exhaled turned into a circle and drifted away. Then he grinned and stretched out his hand to everyone, saying: "Why are you still standing there? Get up and get to work!"

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, he was like a savior.

"Sect Master!"

"The Great Demon Zhang!"

"He's really here!"

"Damn it, there really is a Sect Master who will save his subordinates!"

"I want to join the Heavenly Demon Sect!"

Amid the shouts, many people burst into tears.

Tears flew, and the whole body trembled.

Zhang Mo was stunned. What kind of grievance had they suffered? A group of old men cried like this.

Is the Moon Demon a little too perverted? What disgusting things did he do to the subordinates of this Sect Master?

Oh, it makes me sick just thinking about it.

The perverted old Moon Demon, it turns out that he gets more perverted as he gets older.

All kinds of dirty pictures flashed through his mind in an instant, and Zhang Mo couldn't help but get goose bumps all over his body.

Everyone got up one after another, even if they were holding on, they began to crawl out.

With a big breath, as the powder decreased, everyone felt the strength of their body recovering.

Zhang Mo took the lead and walked out. When everyone walked out of the prison, they saw a mess.

What kind of battle was this? All the corpse ghosts are dead!

There were black-clothed corpse ghosts lying on both sides. They were originally the guards here and had the terrible ability to torture souls.

But obviously, they were not the opponents of the great demon Zhang, and none of them could survive from the great demon Zhang.

Terrible, too terrible.

This is the demon who can really wrestle with the Moon Demon!

Since he is back, doesn’t he plan to fight the Moon Demon in this last round?

All the demon cultivators felt the pressure and blood deeply, but they were not afraid of death. At this point, they all understood that fear of death was useless.

"Go a few people, open the other prisons for me, and let everyone out for me."

"Yes!"

Unconsciously, whether it was the demon cultivators of the Blood Bear Sect or the Purple Shirt Sect, they all obeyed the order, feeling like they were treating their own sect master.

There was another chaotic battle in the prison, and finally the guarding corpse ghosts and the Moon Demon's subordinates who wanted to escape were all annihilated.

When everyone walked out of the prison, they immediately saw a large number of stone monsters outside the Colosseum that Zhang Mo had left to block the intersection.

"Men, assemble!"

Holding the crystal soul in his hand, Zhang Mo gave an order.

Countless stone monsters came to his side, and then piled up a high stone platform under his feet.

Zhang Mo slowly rose and came to the stone platform.

Smoking a black wind leaf, the light smoke drifted, and the clothes fluttered in the wind.

Looking at all the demon cultivators below, Zhang Mo said loudly: "I won't say any more nonsense. This sect master came back today to kill the Moon Demon. I don't care whether you are Xiong Wudi's subordinate or Miao Li's subordinate. Now you must obey the orders of this sect master, no discussion. Now, you have a chance to rescue your sect master. That is to find the Moon Demon and kill him with this sect master! Show your bloodiness, show your demonic nature, and go forward for this sect master, and go forward again, and fight again. You may be disabled, but this sect master will be disabled with you, you may die, but the Heavenly Demon Sect will die with you. Damn it!"

All the demon cultivators present roared "Damn it!"

The killing intent that had been suppressed for a long time was released at this moment.

"Very good!"

After Zhang Mo finished drawing the black wind leaf in his hand, he took out a medium-sized pot in front of everyone, and then took out the hair of the Moon Demon and slowly put it in.

"Tracking the breath..."

The wishing pot suddenly grew hands and feet, and then was thrown to the ground by Zhang Mo.

Pointing at the wishing pot, Zhang Mo shouted: "Everyone, follow my tracking pot, charge, the Moon Demon is ahead!"

"Charge!"

"Kill!"

Everyone shouted, followed the footsteps of the wishing pot and began to charge.

Zhang Mo looked at this scene, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

The counterattack finally began!

Old thief Moon Demon, are you ready?