Chapter 1074 The Ultimate Imperial Clan, the Demonic Clan, Mahora

The increase of the Fourth Supreme Technique, coupled with the power of Genesis and God's Light.

Coupled with the power of the God's Crying Halberd itself.

Even though Naraku was blessed by the Evil God's Armor, he also used the Evil God Technique, a powerful move.

In such a collision, they were still completely at a disadvantage.

The terrifying power of shock swept across all directions.

The condensed God-Destroying Spear was directly destroyed by the God's Weeping Halberd and turned into spots of light all over the sky.

Then the halberd blade continued to attack Naraku without losing power!

Naraku felt it instantly, a feeling of death approaching his heart.

He hurriedly used defensive methods.

The purple-black evil force condensed into a barrier in front of him.

boom!

The Weeping Halberd of God once again destroyed the barrier.

However, the power has also been weakened a bit.

Then the halberd blade struck hard on the Evil God's Armor.

Dazzling sparks flashed.

The sound of metal colliding was as clanging as an iron horse, and also sounded like the sound coming from a heavenly weapons-refining room. It was deafening and pierced the eardrums of people.

puff……

Naraku was hit and flew backwards like a cannonball.

But the Shenwei War Halberd did not cut through the Evil God's armor.

The Armor of the Evil God was once the forbidden weapon of the Yamata Evil God.

It is also a world-destroying forbidden weapon level existence, which is at the same level as the God's Crying Halberd. Naturally, it cannot be that fragile.

"I just said, Yu Xiaoyao, if you want to kill me, it's not that simple!"

A cold smile appeared on Naraku's lips.

Wearing the armor of the evil god, not even the Little Heavenly Lord can do anything to him.

"How can you be so confident with just a turtle shell?"

Jun Xiaoyao remained expressionless and continued to take action.

Naraku was completely suppressed and beaten.

Although the Crying Halberd cannot break the Evil God's Armor.

But the counter-shock force is unavoidable.

Ling Nailuo's chest was filled with energy and blood, and his ribs were much broken.

Finally, under Jun Xiaoyao's series of airtight offensives.

Naraku's figure was directly knocked away, blood and broken organs spit out from his mouth.

His figure was like a cannonball, falling towards an island in the distance.

The island was directly smashed by Naraku and fell into pieces.

"Damn it, Yu Xiaoyao!"

Naraku's eyes erupted with purple flames.

Although he was protected by the Evil God's Armor, he would not be killed by Jun Xiaoyao.

But being crushed in such an embarrassing manner was unacceptable to him.

Just when Naraku was about to use the ultimate move in the Evil God Art again, he had a decisive battle with Jun Xiaoyao.

A faint voice sounded.

"Everyone, please stop for now."

Hearing this voice, everyone looked around.

In the mist in the distance, a small boat rowed towards me.

An old man wearing a bamboo hat, holding a wooden pulp, was rowing a boat.

Another figure is a handsome young man.

A pair of eyes were pure black with no whites, looking evil and strange.

Everyone present felt a dark aura coming from the same source in the young man.

"It seems that you are the last king to appear."

Jun Xiaoyao stopped for the moment and put away the Weeping Halberd.

"The First King."

The young man glanced at Jun Xiaoyao, and then looked at Naruo who was quite embarrassed not far away.

"Are you the Demon Lord?"

The young man tilted his head slightly, his expression a little strange.

This Demonic Lord seemed to have been taught a miserable lesson by the First King.

"Exactly."

Naraku said, the evil power in his body was gushing out, and his injuries were recovering quickly.

His expression was also a little ugly.

The face of the Demonic Lord was completely lost.

"Okay, let's make a formal introduction."

The young man smiled lightly.

"I am the third king and the leader. My name is Mahuluo. I come from the Moshi clan."

Mahuluo's words immediately caused Kagura, Zhuye and others to tremble.

Although they had expected it, they were still shocked when they actually learned the young man's identity.

"The Moshi clan is one of the ultimate imperial clans in the unspeakable land." Kagura's expression became more solemn.

"Oh, the Moshi clan."

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was very calm.

This was the first time he encountered a creature from the Ultimate Imperial Clan.

Namohora does look very weak.

Even the old man who punted the boat had unfathomable cultivation.

Kagura leaned close to Jun Xiaoyao's ear and said: "The Moshi clan is rumored to have originated from the origin of all demons. It is one of the oldest clans in our world. It seems to be closely related to disasters."

"The origin of all demons..." Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.

First it was the ultimate disaster, and now it is the origin of all demons.

There are really many secrets in foreign lands.

"You are all compatriots, working together to achieve great disasters, why should we use swords against each other?" Mahura said.

Naraku said with a cold expression: "It's just that there are people who don't distinguish between superiority and inferiority. I don't know who is his leader."

"How dare you bark at a defeated general?" Jun Xiaoyao sneered.

"Are you really the Demon Lord?"

Mahura looked at Naraku.

To be honest, Naraku's embarrassed appearance really didn't look like the Demon Lord at all.

On the contrary, Jun Xiaoyao has a profound aura, and he looks like a real monarch like the God King of Chaos.

"What, you doubt me?" Naraku's tone dropped.

If it weren't for the fact that Mahuluo was from the Moshi clan, his attitude might have been even worse.

"No, it's just a little unexpected. After all, the rumored Demon Lord was enlightened by the great disaster and has the strength to lead the six kings, but you..."

Maho Luo hesitated to speak.

The implication was that Naraku was too weak and could not convince the crowd at all.

"I have not yet fully awakened, and I am still missing one thing." Naraku snorted coldly.

"What?"

"Black blood." Naraku's eyes were sharp.

He was not afraid to say it.

Because in his memory, only the Lord of Darkness was qualified to refine and obtain the power of black blood.

If other creatures obtained it and refined it rashly, they would fall into madness at best.

At worst, they would explode and die directly.

It can be said that even if there was a drop of black blood in front of everyone.

Only he, Naraku, was qualified to refine it.

"So that's the case. There are some vague records in my clan." Maho Luo nodded slightly.

As for Jun Xiaoyao, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

There was also a hint of playfulness at the corner of his mouth.

It seems that what Kagura said was indeed correct.

"The black blood in Naraku's mouth is very likely the same substance as the black blood of heaven that I signed in." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

At this time, Mahora said: "In this case, as long as you merge the black blood, you can prove that you are the real Lord of Demon Darkness, and you can get the power to rule the six kings."

"Of course, but what you mean by this is..."

Naraku's eyes flashed with brilliance.

"Yes, I do know where the black blood exists in the unspeakable land."

Mahora's words made Naraku's breathing quicken, and purple evil power surged in his eyes.

"Where?"

He was a little impatient.

"Don't worry, I will take you through the fog area and go to the unspeakable land first."

"After all, the six kings of us have to open the road to the depths of the unspeakable land together, and we may even see the real great disaster!"

When Mahora said this, there was a hint of fanatical piety in his eyes.

The gate deep in the unspeakable land requires the six kings to activate six world-destroying forbidden weapons to open it.

It has been unknown for how many eras that no one has opened it.

In this era, they may very likely see the real ultimate disaster!

And Naraku's expression was also impatient.

He turned to look at Jun Xiaoyao, his face showing a sense of satisfaction.

"Yu Xiaoyao, your good days are numbered. When I get the black blood, then..."

Naraku smiled, his smile was cold.

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head lightly.

In his heart, he had already begun to mourn for Naraku.