The ancient demon body lost its only demonic arm, and its combat power was greatly reduced.
The faces of Motian, Mo Mie, and Mo Luo immediately became extremely ugly.
"Back, back, back" Mo Tian roared, driving the ancient demon body back crazily towards the demon flames.
He knew that the ancient demon body that had lost its only demon arm had lost its most powerful attack method, but they did not lose this battle.
The world-destroying demon flame was their only remaining hope.
Top, However, Prince Netherworld did not intend to give Mo Tian this opportunity.
After finally deceiving Mo Tian to rush down from the demon flame, how could he let him easily return to the demon flame, otherwise all the previous efforts would be wasted.
The Prince of Netherworld flew up with lightning speed, and grabbed the heart of the ancient demon body directly with a pair of ghost hands.
If this blow hit, the demon in this position would be severely injured.
Mo Tian is the leader who condenses the ancient demon body.
Once Mo Tian is severely damaged or even killed, the ancient demon body will be self-defeating.
Mo Tian, Mo Mie, and Mo Luo desperately controlled the ancient demon body, retreating into the demon flame at the ultimate speed that could be achieved.
The sharp ghost hands with black light flowing shifted the position of the attack, and the ancient demon The heart of the body escaped the blow of the ghost hand, but the ghost hand pierced the lower right part of the body where the demon was destroyed.
The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh was heard, and Mo Mie's face suddenly changed.
His eyes were full of horror.
He looked at the ghost hand so close at hand, and felt extremely fearful.
For the first time since taking action, he felt that he was connected with death. so close The next moment, with Mo Mie's horrified expression, five black ghost fingers mercilessly squeezed Mo Mie's body, and his soul was wiped out by the ghost energy in the ghost's hands at the moment the demon body was crushed.
The second prince of the Demon Clan, Demon Mie, was the first to die at the hands of the Nether Prince.
"Brother Fuji" "Second brother" The pupils of Mo Tian and Mo Luo were exaggeratedly protruding, and they shouted at the same time, feeling extremely regretful in their hearts.
If they hadn't been impulsive and impatient, and rushed down from the monstrous demon flames, how could things have developed to this point?
The ghost hand was pulled out from the ancient demon body.
A large dent appeared on the waist of the ancient demon body, and the figure of Demon Slayer disappeared.
"Prince Netherworld, I will never spare you."
Mo Luo roared angrily, his face was extremely ferocious, his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he immediately controlled the demon legs of the ancient demon body.
The demon legs bent, and the knees hit the Netherworld Prince with powerful force.
"Mara doesn't want it" Mo Tian's face changed greatly, and he shouted loudly, trying to stop Mo Luo's actions.
Mo Mie was dead, and the power of the ancient demon body was severely reduced again.
Mo Luo's doing this was tantamount to committing suicide and would not cause any harm to the Nether Prince. .
However, it was too late for Mo Tian to stop him.
The Nether Prince's ghost hand slapped the knee of the ancient demon body, and the other ghost hand was directly taken from Mo Luo. puff The ghost's hand pierced the devil's body, and then suddenly grasped it.
Without any accident, the devil died and his soul was wiped out.
Two of the three demon princes have died, leaving only Motian.
"First retreat into the demonic flames"
Mo Tian secretly said that the death of his two brothers did not make him lose his mind.
Mo Mie and Mo Luo are dead.
This is a reality that has to be accepted.
Moreover, the power of the ancient demon body has also been greatly affected.
It is by no means Netherworld.
The prince's rival.
In this battle, at this time, Motian's defeat has been decided.
Only by returning to the demon flames, using the demon flames to stop Prince Netherworld for a moment, and taking the opportunity to escape, can he possibly save his life.
"Motian, please stay" The Nether Prince said ruthlessly, inserting his ghost hand deeply into the thigh of the ancient demon body, trying to pull the ancient demon body down.
At this time, a sharp blast of demon energy struck the demon leg, instantly killing it.
The ancient demonic body, which was cut off and left with only one leg, rushed into the demonic flames in a state of embarrassment.
At the same time, Motian took out a space talisman, and the demonic energy poured into it, activating it.
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"Hurry up, hurry up" Motian said anxiously, he has no intention of fighting now.
The current ancient demon body has only one level of combat power left, and is no match for the Netherworld Prince.
If he cannot escape in time, what awaits him is the Netherworld Prince's ruthless killing. .
"Motian, do you think you are safe and sound after escaping into the demon flames?
It's ridiculous that the demon flames have lost control.
They pose no threat at all to this prince and are useless."
The Netherworld Prince sneered, and the extremely deep black ghost energy rolled out and directly impacted on the demonic flames.
Suddenly, the demonic flames were swallowed up by the black ghostly energy in a destructive manner.
At the same time, the figure of the Netherworld Prince also appeared. , also rushed out in the direction of Demon Sky.
"Motian, go to hell" The ruthless shouts were filled with strong murderous intent.
At this time, the space sigil is about to be activated.
However, in the moment before the space sigil is activated, the speed of the Nether Prince is enough to catch up with Motian and kill him here.
"It's too late, it's too late" Motian screamed desperately in his heart.
He wished he could pour all the demonic energy in his body into the space talisman so that it could be activated quickly.
However, doing so would not only have no effect, but would only make the space The talisman collapsed under his demonic energy Motian looked at the Prince of Netherworld who was getting closer and closer, feeling extremely anxious in his heart.
However, other than waiting for the space talisman to be activated, he had no other option.
Demon Slayer Moluo was dead.
In his current state, with his own strength, even He is not a single enemy of the Netherworld Prince, and in terms of speed, Motian is not good at it, and he will definitely escape the Netherworld Prince's pursuit.
Bang The figure of the Netherworld Prince chased after him, and a ghost hand slapped the ancient demon body.
The originally extremely powerful ancient demon body became as fragile as tofu under the slap of the ghost hand, and collapsed instantly.
At the same time, Netherworld The prince's other ghost hand grabbed directly at Mo Tian "No" Motian screamed, he was in despair, the ancient demon body had collapsed, and he was completely exposed to the ghost's hands.
If he was really caught, he would definitely die.
At this time, the space talisman only needed a moment to If he can activate it, he can escape from this place, but this moment will become eternity "But I am the eldest prince of the Demon Realm, so you can't kill me."
Motian roared, trying to buy this moment, but the Nether Prince did not give him any chance.
"Motian, uh" Prince Netherworld said, before he could say the word "end", his voice suddenly stopped, and the tip of the red knife penetrated his ghost body from behind and appeared in front of his chest.
At this moment, the space sigil was finally activated: