Chapter 368 Risking Life!

Death is not a tragedy.

It is life and death!

——From the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Zhang Moshen's "My Diary" Chapter 1526

The light is like a rainbow, attacking from all directions.

The Heavenly Flame God Punishment, the sky descends.

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

Even if he really died here today.

His name as a demon will not be weak.

Bet your life!

This sect master still has a trick!

I have never used it, and I dare not use it. I will only use it when I am sure to die.

Demon God, you should be happy this time!

Come on, countdown to death!

With a loud shout in his heart, the trick of sure death is activated.

Crack!

A pure black thunder fell from the sky and struck directly on the body of Zhang the Great Demon.

Even the Heavenly Flame of the Lord of the Palace of God was shattered on the spot. The flames spread out, igniting all the righteous warriors and Yuanmen monks around.

"Ah!"

The screams of pain came from all directions.

All kinds of sword lights and blades fell on the big devil Zhang, but they seemed to be completely absorbed, leaving no trace.

In the sky, black clouds swirled, and a pair of scarlet eyes quickly condensed.

It was like the gaze of the devil on the world, reflected in everyone's sight.

"That is...that is..."

The Lord of the Palace stretched out his finger and pointed at the scarlet eyes, his voice trembling slightly.

Maybe he had pretended to be an apostle of God for a lifetime, but today he really saw the eyes of the gods. For a while, he couldn't accept it, and he was panicked and short of breath, and full of fear.

There is a saying that "Ye Gong likes dragons" is just like this!

Zhang Mo was still standing there, with a black electric light covering his body, and the black airflow like fog wrapped him, so that his body began to become a little blurred.

It seems that he guessed right. The death countdown trick is to force himself to live a little longer.

A quarter of an hour, I still have a quarter of an hour.

Although it is not long, some things can be done.

You want to risk your life, right?

You can't beat this master!

After ten breaths, Zhang Mo immediately lifted his immovable state.

He strode forward with his eyes wide open, and directly used his ultimate move.

"Killing intent is surging!"

At a glance, all the righteous warriors and Yuanmen monks he saw felt that their hands began to be out of control.

Including Xiao Long in Qiankun Square, they all suddenly felt the killing intent in their hearts surging wildly.

"Ah!"

"Zhang the Great Demon, die!"

"Zhang the Great Demon, take my sword."

"Explode, I'm going to explode!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There were a few explosions at first, and the righteous warrior who used the ultimate move of self-destruction was the first to die.

The power of the self-destruction killed a group of people around him, blood was splattered, and the crowd was in chaos.

More warriors and monks rushed towards Zhang the Great Demon.

All kinds of fancy and full-energy moves attacked Zhang the Great Demon crazily.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of explosions sounded around the great demon Zhang, and the rubble and energy turned into several mushroom-like dust and smoke, which scattered and floated in all directions, and could be seen throughout the capital.

However, after they finished their moves, the great demon Zhang still strode out from the crowd.

The warriors and monks who blocked his way were still madly using their moves, like rats madly biting the gods.

It didn't take a moment, just a few breaths, as they released their big moves three or four times in a row, they wilted themselves. More people even fainted on the spot.

More and more people fell at Zhang Mo's feet, even to the point of blocking the road.

Zhang Mo just calmly threw out a few pots and whispered: "Explode!"

The road exploded, and the warriors and monks were dead and wounded, wailing continuously.

"This..."

"Oh my God!"

"What a peerless devil!"

"Don't go up, you'll die if you're stared at by him."

"Devil Zhang, no, he's the devil Zhang!"

Screams, admiration, fear, fear of death.

The whole capital watched the devil Zhang walk towards Qiankun Square step by step, no one could stop him.

Zhang Mo's face was cold, and his pace was as fast as possible.

Although he seemed to have no injuries at all, in fact, all the moves would cause him pain.

It's just that under the power of death countdown, he won't die.

The body was cut, and healed instantly.

Blasted into powder, closed instantly.

The body was not destroyed, but the pain would not be reduced.

On this way, he felt that he had died at least dozens of times.

If he hadn't taken a lot of refreshing pills in advance, he wouldn't faint.

I'm afraid he would have died of pain long ago!

Damn devil, can't you give me an ability with less side effects?

I gave you my life, and you can't reduce my pain.

Stingy demon! Wait until I can argue with you face to face!

Suddenly, Xiao Long rushed to Zhang Mo with his whole body in flames.

"Flame Dragon Sword, Destruction!"

With one move, he pulled deep and long gullies on the ground. With this skill, he would have made a fortune if he went back to farming!

The flames filled the entire street in an instant, but the big demon Zhang still walked out of the flames.

Xiao Long used his moves again, and again, and again and again...

After several consecutive moves, Xiao Long knelt on the ground exhausted.

Zhang Mo walked in front of him and kicked him aside.

"Get out of here!"

Zhang Mo was too lazy to look at Xiao Long again, and continued to walk to the front of Qiankun Square.

Xiao Kong, lying on the ground, screamed in pain, but it was useless.

His efforts, his tenacity, his revenge, everything about him seemed so ridiculous in front of the great demon Zhang.

He tried to launch a final attack on the great demon Zhang in a state of exhaustion, but saw that the great demon Zhang had already walked away.

He couldn't even catch up with his back!

At this time, in the Qiankun Square, except for the demon cultivators of the Tianmo Sect who were tied up on the ground, there were only a few righteous cultivators left.

The demon cultivators of the Tianmo Sect made all kinds of weird shouts, and their faces flushed with excitement.

Their sect leader is really fucking awesome.

This is going to the market to buy cattle, and buying 120 kilograms of bullshit in 100 kilograms.

Because the store that sells you thinks that the sect leader is too awesome, and gave you another 20 kilograms of really awesome!

When Zhang Mo walked into the Qiankun Square, those righteous cultivators turned around and ran away!

Killing intention?

They only have the urge to pee now!

It's almost flowing out of their pants.

The saint also lay on the ground. After releasing a few heavenly guards, she was completely exhausted.

The other righteous monks lying on the ground were also in a similar state, some were exhausted, some were unconscious.

Look up!

Zhang Mo looked at the Lord of the Palace in the sky again.

At this moment, the Lord of the Palace was still struggling madly with the murderous intent and violence.

As Zhang Mo stared at him, the red light in the Lord of the Palace's eyes flashed more fiercely.

"Demon Lord! You are actually a demon messenger!"

Zhang Mo frowned slightly?

Demon shit? What kind of shit is this?

Oh, you birdman, you dare to scold this sect master.

Extending his index finger, the great demon Zhang roared: "Yin Yang Birdman, come down to this sect master!"