A huge ferocious demon face clearly appeared behind Mo Zhiyao, and Mo Zhiyao's figure was in the middle of the demon face's forehead.
Wisps of evil energy overflowed from the edge of the demon's face, and the overwhelming killing intent made people suffocate.
Due to the ring of concealment, the demon face did not emit the aura of magic power.
Mo Zhiyao's wings were spread out behind him, his black hair was flying on the back of his head, his pupils were blood red, and his clothes were making a sound, and he looked enchanting against the demonic face behind him.
He raised his arms above his head, holding a long jade-colored stick in his hands.
In the middle of the stick, a lifelike black dragon was circling and dancing in it.
It was the jade stick left by his father Mo Cang.
Since getting the jade dragon, Mo Zhiyao has been using his unique demonic power to nourish him all the time, causing the appearance of the jade dragon to change greatly.
The originally round stick body has now become nine-ridged, with sharp edges and corners, making it look particularly fierce.
The jade-colored dragon inside the stick also turned into a deep black, and his pupils, like Mo Zhiyao, turned into a bloody red.
The injuries on his body were extremely serious, and Mo Zhiyao no longer held back at all.
He even took out the long jade dragon stick, and combined with the strongest magic power, he cried with grief and burst into peak combat power.
"No" the Shadow Windwing Bat roared, with a crazy look on its face.
It unleashed the power of the wind spirit without any reservation, frantically cutting off the entangled tree vines, intending to stay away from Mo Zhiyao.
Broken branches and leaves fell like rain, but unfortunately countless thick vines followed, reaching out endlessly.
Desperately trying to block the Shadow Windwing Bat's figure.
Under the giant tree in the distance, Meng Zhuxi's face was pale, and the blood in his mouth kept dripping down the corners of his mouth.
It was obvious that he was badly injured.
The fierce spiritual power constantly coming from the tree kept pouring into Meng Zhuxi's body, causing damage.
How could the desperate counterattack of the Shadow Windwing Bat be easy?
"Yin" a dragon roar resounded throughout the sky.
The murderous aura overflowing from the edge of the devil's face is entangled on the stick, forming a real and illusory dragon.
"Death" Mo Zhiyao was full of momentum.
The long jade dragon stick in his hand made an ear-piercing whistling sound, pierced the sky, and suddenly smashed towards the Shadow Wind-Wing Bat.
The Shadow Windwing Bat looked horrified, almost going crazy from the stimulation of the approaching shadow of death.
The line between life and death unleashed unprecedented potential.
As the wings rose and fell, a green tornado took shape, cutting all the entangled trees and vines into powder.
"Poof!"
Meng Zhuxitan opened his mouth in the distance, and a dazzling red spurt spurted out.
His delicate body went limp, and he knelt on the ground, unable to help Mo Zhiyao any more.
Although he successfully broke free from the shackles of the tree vines, the jade dragon's long stick was already blasted in front of him.
No matter how fast he was, the Shadow Windwing Bat had no time to dodge.
With a sharp roar, he crossed his wings in front of him and used the chime with all his strength.
Trying to block this fatal blow "Beep!"
A sharp roar came from somewhere, causing the Shadow Windwing Bat to lose consciousness for an instant.
The ferocious devil face opened its mouth wide and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Puff Peng Peng..."
Continuous muffled sounds, mixed with the crisp sound of bone cracking, sounded together with the shrill screams.
The shadows of the sticks were continuous and overwhelming, and the Shadow Windwing Bat was involved in it.
It completely lost the ability to fight back and was ravaged miserably.
The shadow of the stick converged and the demonic face dispersed.
The Shadow Wind-Winged Bat fell to the ground with a loud sound.
How could a tragic word be used to describe the dramatic shrinkage of its originally huge body?
Not to mention, the pair of bat wings condensed by the power of the wind spirit disappeared without a trace, and the whole body was covered with countless hideous wounds. , the skin and flesh were turned out, and there were white bone stubbles in some places, the eyes were gray-white, and the blood was spitting out from the mouth as if it was free.
His body twitched from time to time, looking extremely miserable.
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"Step" Mo Zhiyao gathered his wings behind him and landed on the ground.
He held a stick in one hand and propped it on the ground.
He heard heavy breathing from his mouth and his chest heaved violently.
After a while, Mo Zhiyao regained his breath, put away the jade dragon stick, came to the Shadow Wind-Wing Bat, leaned down and reached out, grabbed his neck, and lifted it in front of him.
Just then, Mo Zhiyao had something to ask the Shadow Windwing Bat, so he held back and spared his life.
However, for a die-hard like Shadow Windwing Bat, it will not speak honestly unless it suffers enough first.
So without saying a word, Mo Zhiyao poked out several black lines from his wrist and began to absorb its life essence.
"Ah" a shrill scream with endless terror came from the Shadow Windwing Bat's mouth.
The pain of the sharp blade cutting through every bone and every trace of flesh and blood in the body is indescribable without personal experience.
In particular, I can clearly feel the passage of life in my body.
That kind of terrifying feeling, no matter how strong my mind is, I can't bear it, and I can only collapse in the end.
Mo Zhiyao remained unmoved at all, with a cold expression on his face.
He just looked at the Shadow Wind-Winged Bat in front of his eyes, and the curve in the corner of his mouth was full of chills.
After a while, Mo Zhiyao slowed down the intensity of his suction, but he did not stop it completely.
He still retained a trace of it, allowing the Shadow Windwing Bat to feel this extreme terror all the time.
"Take it out."
Mo Zhiyao didn't say any nonsense.
He believed that Shadow Windwing Bat knew what he was talking about.
Deep fear flashed in the Shadow Windwing Bat's eyes, his lips moved slightly, and a bright crystal stone spit out from his mouth.
When it fell, Mo Zhiyao caught it in his hand.
Mo Zhiyao's pupils shrank, this crystal was much larger than the one he and Meng Zhuxi had, three times as big.
The palm holding the Shadow Windwing Bat's neck was slightly relaxed, allowing it to speak.
Mo Zhiyao asked coldly: "Where did you get this crystal stone?"
Heavy breathing sounds like a windmill sounded, and the Shadow Windwing Bat breathed desperately.
In this life, it had never felt that the air was so precious.
After a while, he saw the impatience in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, and the Shadow Windwing Bat's face showed panic.
He quickly tried his best to speak, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, I was not caught here back then.
When, near the Lanyun Kingdom In a nearby place called the Mist Grassland, I killed a group of monks and obtained it from one of them.
It was originally three pieces, but somehow, it merged with each other and became one piece, which is what you see now. " "What do a group of monks look like?"
Mo Zhiyao suddenly thought, but on the surface he looked as usual.
"Wearing a ghost pattern mask, one of them is a cyan ghost pattern mask.
This crystal was found on his body."
The Shadow Windwing Bat did not dare to hide anything and told the truth.
The origin of fast crystal.
"When did that happen?"
Mo Zhiyao then asked, not giving Shadow Windwing Bat a chance to think about it.
"Ten years, ten years ago."
Mo Zhiyao remained silent and his expression became gloomy.
He secretly thought to himself that at least ten years ago, the group of mysterious killers began to collect these crystals.
What exactly were these crystals and what secrets were hidden behind them.
Why do the organizations behind those mysterious killers put so much effort into collecting these seemingly useless crystals?
"What is the origin of this crystal?"
Mo Zhiyao looked at the Shadow Windwing Bat with ferocious eyes and asked in a deep voice.
"I don't know.
I was just passing by there, and I decided to kill them on the spur of the moment.
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They had nothing else on them, only these three crystal stones, so I kept them with me.
I have been studying them from time to time over the years, and I also I don't see any clues.
"The life essence in the body is still passing away.
Although the speed is extremely slow, the terrifying feeling of being drained of life continues to surround it like a ghost, making the Shadow Windwing Bat fearful.
It reached the extreme point, and the body kept shaking.
Mo Zhiyao could feel that the Shadow Windwing Bat was not lying, and his brows furrowed even more.
After a pause, he asked: "Do you also feel that I have this crystal stone on my body?"
"You also have such a crystal on your body and I can't sense it."
Shadow Windwing Bat's eyes were filled with doubts and he answered honestly.
"No feeling" Mo Zhiyao thought to himself when he saw that the Shadow Windwing Bat didn't look like he was lying.
"Then why I feel something but why I couldn't sense the crystal stone on Zhuxi before?
Is it related to my cultivation?"
Unable to figure it out, Mo Zhiyao stopped guessing.
"Pa" Mo Zhiyao's palm suddenly tightened, and he pinched the Shadow Windwing Bat's neck tightly again.
A chilling light appeared in his eyes, and his cold voice seemed to freeze people to death.
"Do you want to go out?"
When the Shadow Windwing Bat heard this, the despair and panic that once again appeared in his eyes first turned into confusion, and then turned into unbelievable ecstasy, and he struggled and nodded.
The Shadow Windwing Bat was not originally so afraid of death.
It had always refused to surrender to the Tianjiao Alliance Beiyuan, which showed that it was not such a coward.
However, in the previous battle with Mo Zhiyao, he was first hit by the magic sound, which caused his mind to be traumatized and his will was no longer as firm as before.
Furthermore, Mo Zhiyao's absorption ability was too terrifying.
The combination of the two made the Shadow Windwing Bat completely succumb to Mo Zhiyao.
"Acknowledge me as your lord," Mo Zhiyao said in a cold voice.
A trace of struggle flashed in the eyes of the Shadow Windwing Bat.
How could a big monster like it be willing to succumb?
"Yes, I don't want to."
The suction power that intensified instantly made the Shadow Windwing Bat completely give up its unwillingness, no longer hesitate, and nodded desperately.
A simple death is not scary.
What is scary is the life force being extracted from oneself bit by bit, like a cocoon being peeled off.
That kind of terrifying feeling, once tried once, the Shadow Windwing Bat will never want to do it again.
A trace of demonic power penetrated deep into his body and penetrated into the soul embryo of the Shadow Windwing Bat.
From this moment on, if Mo Zhiyao wants it to live, it will live, and if he wants it to die, the Shadow Windwing Bat will be worse than death.
"Peng" loosened his palm and threw the Shadow Windwing Bat to the ground.
"Get out of the way" As the Shadow Windwing Bat twisted its body, it transformed into a human form, with an unconcealable look of horror in its eyes.
Just now, Mo Zhiyao not only controlled its soul embryo, but also injected a life essence into its body, which greatly improved its injuries and allowed it to transform into a human body again.
Now that he has taken it under his command, Mo Zhiyao naturally hopes that the Shadow Windwing Bat's injury will improve as soon as possible.
Its combat power will definitely become a big helper to him.
Turning around, Mo Zhiyao rushed towards the place where Jun Ziqian and the two of them were under the giant tree in the distance
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