The shadow in Mister Mo's heart was immeasurable. He cursed at everyone, thinking how unlucky he was to meet such a freak opponent.
However, in the blink of an eye, he calmed down. That was because that wave of energy struck the barrier, directly causing his body to feel dizzy, and he felt a wave of dizziness.
Ten thousand li in the sky, Shang's expression was grave. He said hatefully, "Li Yunxiao!"
Huang was also a little startled in his heart. It was likely that he would not be able to withstand a single strike from such terrifying power.
But now, he was overjoyed. The stronger his ally was, the greater the chance of victory. He didn't have much hope before, but now he had a glimmer of hope to turn defeat into victory.
He punched out continuously, and the sky was filled with fist shadows that bombarded Shang.
Both of them were power types, and there were no tricks in their fight. Although it was not easy to watch, every move was a head-on clash, and it was very strenuous.
Shang said coldly, "Desolate, do you really want my clan to suffer great losses?"
Desolate sneered, "What a joke! I am the legitimate emperor, and you, a traitor, still have the face to say such words? All of this was caused by you! "
Shang said, "In that case, there is no need for me to show mercy. I thought you were strong, so I wanted to take you for my own use. "
Desolate sneered, "Take me? Is that possible? Dream on! "
Shang punched the man away and retreated a thousand feet. He said, "I could have killed you a long time ago. However, I didn't just lose you, who possessed absolute strength. I also lost the Heavenly Monster Clan's Host Technique. That's why I kept you alive until now."
Desolate snorted, "Oh? From your tone, it seems you are going to use a big move. I will accompany you at any time. "
He clenched his fists, and took a defensive stance.
Shang didn't attack, but said indifferently, "Aren't you curious why I am so late?"
Desolate frowned, and snorted, "Isn't it because you discussed with that traitor Mo to deal with me?"
Shang shook his head, "That was discussed before. The reason why I am late is because you just left Moon and Star Fantasy, which is the best time. "
"What?!"
Huang's heart shook while a bad premonition spread through his heart, and he cried out involuntarily, "What, what do you mean?!"
His voice trembled as if he had thought of something.
Shang said, "It seems like you've already guessed it. Then let me show you something."
He raised his hand, and the armillary sphere slowly flew up from his hand. The surrounding world transformed into a starry sky.
Under the twinkling stars, a purple-colored demonic beast walked aimlessly, emitting a terrifying demonic aura.
Huang's face immediately became as pale as paper, as if someone was gripping his neck, unable to even speak.
Shang looked at him and said, "This is your host beast – the Southern Dipper Purple Primal Deer. This beast's attack power isn't high, but its strength is tyrannical. It's the perfect host beast for the Heavenly Demons. When you left the Illusory Realm of Star and Moon, I went in. "
Not only did Desolation's face turn pale, but even his eyes became lifeless. He seemed to be dispirited, but he still said in a cold voice, "Do you think that I won't be able to do anything after capturing my host beast?"
His voice was shrill, and coupled with his demeanor, it was clear that he was hysterical.
Shang showed a rare smile and said, "Of course not. I know a little bit about Heavenly Monster Tribe. When the host beast dies, it will backfire on the host. With your competence, although you won't die on the spot, your body will be damaged and your cultivation base will drop. It's an undeniable fact. Unless you can enter the Immortal Realm and escape from the host beast's fate, but that's impossible. "
Desolation stared at the Southern Dipper Purple Primal Deer, his eyes full of struggle.
Shang said, "I'll give you one last chance. Abdicate and give me the position of Sovereign, and be loyal to me. Your strength is comparable to the total of the Eight Tribes. It's a pity to lose you. "
Desolation's face paled, but he pursed his lips and didn't speak.
Shang said, "You can think about it as much as you want. I can still wait for a long time, so I don't mind this moment."
At this moment, the battle below was still shaking the sky.
What the crowd didn't know was that the battle between the two leaders had basically stopped, and their fates had begun to change.
After the terrifying attacks of the Tusita Heavenly Peak and the Raging Dragon Break, the shockwaves gradually subsided.
Li Yunxiao retracted his peak and looked down.
Mister Mo seemed to be injured after the impact, and he turned into a Blood Escape and flew toward the Five Cloud Mountain.
"Should I escape?"
Li Yunxiao muttered and frowned.
Although he had the upper hand in the previous exchange, the other party still had the upper hand on the battlefield. There was no need for him to escape.
Moreover, the thousands of monsters were basically Mo's subordinates. If Mo called for them to come and surround him, he would be the one to escape.
"Could it be that his Blood Art was broken, and his strength has fallen?"
Li Yunxiao thought of another possibility. If that was the case, Mo's strength must have fallen, and he must have sensed danger, which was why he wanted to escape.
"No, if that's the case, he shouldn't be running toward the Five Cloud Mountain, but the ends of the earth."
Li Yunxiao pondered whether he should chase or not. Then, he turned into a bolt of lightning and chased after them.
After all, the Five Cloud Mountain was also a mutated Earth Element, and he wanted to find it.
Moreover, there was also the matter of Qu Hongyan and Luo Yunshang. He had broken the seal for a long time, but the two of them still hadn't shown up. He was a little worried. Maybe he could find some clues in the Five Cloud Mountain.
The Five Cloud Mountain was huge, and it was full of Demonic Qi. As soon as he entered it, he couldn't find Mr. Mo with his Soul Sense.
"Humph, this mountain is big, but where can you escape to?"
Li Yunxiao blinked his eyes, and a nine-colored light shot out from his eyes. The Wondrous Magic Spirit Eyes directly caught the faint Dragon Might in the air, which turned into a wisp of cyan.
It was indeed difficult to find Mo's Demonic Qi among the thousands of monsters, but the Dragon Might was unique, and it couldn't escape the Wondrous Magic Spirit Eyes.
He turned into a lightning bolt and quickly circled the mountain several times, chasing the cyan Dragon Might, and arrived at the entrance of a cave.
"That guy has stayed in this mountain all his life. This must be his lair."
As soon as Li Yunxiao entered the cave, he felt a strange aura. He frowned and found that there was a whole new world inside the cave.
The faint Dragon Might extended into the distance, and he followed it carefully.
Suddenly, he stopped in the distance and saw a formation light in front of him. Countless formations were rotating slowly in the air, like gears, dazzling people's eyes.
In the middle of the formation light, two figures were fighting, and it was hard to tell who would win.
He knew both of them, and he had fought them before. They were Mo, who had escaped, and Yang, who had turned into blood and escaped.
"You bastard! Come back to my body!"
Mr. Mo was so angry that his face was almost deformed. The Jade Bone Saber and the Dragon Scale Dagger kept flying in his hands, but it seemed that he was really injured. No matter how angry he was, he couldn't defeat Yang.
Yang knew that he was not Mo's match. Even at this moment, they were barely on par. As he fought, he sneered and said, "You and I are one. Won't it be the same if you come back to my body?"
Li Yunxiao heard the reason and roughly guessed what was going on. He felt a little dizzy as this situation was very similar to the Demon Lord's clone.
Mo's face darkened, and he said, "You are just a drop of my blood, and you have your own consciousness. As long as you give me the power of your blood, I can consider letting your consciousness not be destroyed and find another body for you. "
"Haha, what a joke. Don't tell me you are the one who gave birth to this blood? Didn't you absorb the blood of countless demons to condense it? If you say that I am formed from the blood of ten thousand demons, what does it have to do with you?! "
Mr. Yang sneered and said, "In order to increase your strength, you live on bloodthirst. How many demons have you killed? Speaking of which, you are the greatest enemy of the demons. You are the one who should die! No wonder the Demon Sovereign did not dare to save you for thousands of years. It is because of you. Being sealed in the Pentecloud Mountain is far better than going out to harm people! "
Mr. Mo said angrily, "My Grey Tribe is raised on blood. If I did not drink the blood of my tribesmen, how could I increase my strength? How could I tear a crack in the seal and let you out? What I am angry about is that you actually betrayed me! "
Mr. Yang sneered disdainfully and said, "Don't flatter yourself. Before being sealed in the Pentecloud Mountain, did the Grey Demon Tribe not do any evil deeds? How many tribes keep a respectful distance from you and are extremely afraid of you? "
Mr. Mo said, "This world follows the law of the jungle. It is undeniable that my tribe has always been the strongest among the demons. As long as there is blood, we can continue to evolve! Also, you are formed from my blood. Logically speaking, you are also a member of the Grey Demon Tribe. If you did not drink blood in the outside world, how could you have your current strength?! "
Mr. Yang said, "It is good that you understand. My current strength is completely from my own cultivation. It has nothing to do with you. You want me to give my strength back? Dream on. Unless you return to my body, that is more like it. "
Mr. Mo was furious and gritted his teeth, "Then wait until I kill you and take back my strength!"
The two of them fought fiercely. Originally, Mr. Mo's strength far surpassed Mr. Yang's, but now they were evenly matched. Mr. Yang's injuries had not healed, but he was much better than Mr. Mo.
This was a battle of life and death. Both of them desired to absorb the other, so they fought mercilessly. Blood filled the sky.
In terms of strength, Mr. Yang was slightly stronger than Mr. Mo. However, the opponent had the Bone Scale Blades, so he had a big advantage. Thus, the battle was extremely difficult.
Li Yunxiao was speechless, but he was not in a hurry to make a move.
Otherwise, if the brothers were to stay outside the wall to defend themselves, the moment he showed himself, they would probably join hands to deal with him. Letting them fight until both sides suffered was the right way to go.
At this moment, he was very surprised by the formations floating in the sky.
These formations seemed to be formed from a larger formation. Moreover, the world inside the cave was boundless. It seemed like this was the center of the Pentecloud Mountain.
Mr. Yang had left the seal long ago and returned at this time. Mr. Mo had also escaped with serious injuries. This place seemed to be extraordinary.
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