The infernal race is irascible and irritable.Moro was stimulated by the verbal provocation, and he had just fought with the underworld, and he was still holding on at this time.The demonic qi all over his body boiled, turning into nine demonic black dragons.Each one is 100,000 feet in size.Flying and roaring, the breath of each demonic black dragon can be called a world-destroying beast.Nine black dragons intertwined and rushed towards the tiny Zong Shen.But the sin of the underworld is more restrained.Take the opportunity to flash aside.I wish that Moluo and this mysterious human race would fight to the death and sit back and enjoy the results.Anyway, whether this human race has appeared or not, this demon has already launched a full-scale battle between the two hells.The blood feud has been settled, and it is impossible for him to hand over the seal of ascending to the sky.There could be no worse outcome.These nine black dragons are the nine demonic dragons condensed by Moluo's purgatory magic power and supreme magic power.Each one has the strength of the first change of the god realm.This hand alone is enough to show the depth of the Demon Family's heritage.Ordinary exercises simply can't boast such power.To say that this Mo Luo is actually one of the descendants of the Demon Family, although he is not a core clan, but his father and his ancestors have a lot of status in the Demon Family.That's why he was appointed to take charge of the Demon Soul Prison, a small hell plane with an area comparable to the Middle Thousand Worlds.Unlike the Hades that Zong Shen first came into contact with, he was only a side disciple in the Hades family, and his talent was average.Even in the Blood Killing Prison, a small world hell with a small area, it needs to lie dormant for millions of years before waiting for an opportunity to seize the position of prison master.But Zong Shen doesn't care about this.This great plane of hell is independent of the Pantheon Continent.Like the Continent of the Ten Thousand Gods, it is a fundamental plane with countless small worlds and middle thousand worlds.The Heavenly Dao is not interconnected, and there is no causal connection.In addition, the seal of the Dragonless God King back then was still stable.Except for a very small number of spatial cracks, there is no possibility of passing through at all.Therefore, Zong Shen acted in hell, and he had no fear at all.It doesn't matter if you poke a hole in the heavenly path of hell.The speed of the nine black dragons is extremely fast.Almost instantaneously.Circling and entangled with each other, turning into a nine-dragon pillar, crushing Zong Shen's group.Zong Shen's body shook, but he found that there was a lot of resistance around him.This magic skill is indeed somewhat famous.His expression was a little more serious, and he straightened up his horse and moved his hands.It's like a frightened bird.The fists were like fluttering butterflies, and an afterimage was struck.If the God of Time was here, slowing down the flow of time by a million times, he could see that Zong Shen had thrown a million punches in an instant.Time at this moment seems to stand still.Each punch is unremarkable and seemingly clumsy, but rich in variety, straight to the point, breaking the myriad skill variations in the world with the simplest of strength.Establish a firm belief in moving forward.This punch is not the most powerful, nor is it the most subtle, nor is it the most tenacious.But it has a taste of forging ahead and striving for self-improvement, even if it is difficult, and will never give up.Hope is nurtured in despair, and light is born in darkness, which is the fist of ordinary people and the fist of clumsy people.The beings between heaven and earth are few strong and many weak.Between heaven and earth, no matter how weak you are, there will be a way to forge ahead.The so-called endless road is the first ray of life."
Humble fist, fist of all beings!"
Zong Shen sighed softly, and time resumed flowing again.The Million Clumsy Fist used the power of all beings to completely destroy the nine Demon Dragons.It's like a burning fire.Even all the magic that escaped was crushed by punch by punch.Moro's face changed instantly.did not hesitate to consume god-level essence blood to unleash the secret technique of the devil's claws in the sky again.This secret technique is enough to resist the supernatural power transformed by the origin of the Demon Hell.But in the face of clumsy fists, they can't resist a single bit.If one punch is not enough, it will be a hundred punches, and if a hundred punches are not enough, it will be a thousand punches.Millions of fists gathered together were like a storm between heaven and earth, sweeping everything."
No!""
Senpai!""
Spare your life, your predecessor is the Demon Family, the son of the Demon Peerless Descendant Mo Luo.""
If you spare me, the demon family will be grateful!""
Nope!
No," Moro looked at the countless fists that were close at hand, and begged for mercy while sacrificing various defensive artifacts.Or a large bell, or a small shield, or a throne made of endless bones.The plea for mercy is not yet finished.These defensive artifacts were overwhelmed by a million clumsy fists.In the next second, Moro was blasted into nothingness by the clumsy fist.Even the mighty demon soul couldn't escape.Those artifacts lost their demonic nature and fell to the ground.Miraculously, although the Humble Fist destroyed Moro's body and demonic soul, it left behind his clothes, belts, rings, accessories, and other foreign objects.Alone suspended in mid-air.After Zong Shen finished his clumsy fist, he put away his horse steps and gently exhaled a breath of turbidity.There was a look of remembrance on his face.This clumsy fist was the first martial art he had punched in when he crossed over to the Continent of the Ten Thousand Gods.It is a martial art cultivated by the Dragonless God King in his early years before entering the Dao.At the beginning, Zong was cautious and disliked the clumsy fist of Fan Pin martial arts.Until a time of danger, he was surrounded by a small mini sect, and he was strong with a weak attack, and suddenly realized that it contained the clumsy but still tenacious and enterprising fist intent of all beings.In an instant, he threw out ten thousand punches, and with the body of a mortal martial sect, he crossed the third level in a row, and directly killed the third order of the small sect's law realm.Intimidate those members of the Law Realm.The difference between the Dharma realm and the mortal realm can be called cloud mud.At that time, Zong Shen directly conquered that small sect completely.Gradually expand their own strength.Step by step, it becomes stronger.Now, Zong Shen is enough to throw a million punches.But everything that was past is gone.The bits and pieces of memories of the time when I first crossed over came to my heart.Those 10,000 years were his happiest time.Although he is often accompanied by danger, he can always progress at a faster pace.He sighed slowly.pressed the memories brought by martial arts to the bottom of my heart.Step to the place where Mora has fallen.Pick up the Sumeru ring and belt he dropped.The palm of his hand gently brushed it, dispelling the divine thoughts he had refined on it.Start searching.After a breath, he took out more than a dozen artifact-level magic weapons.He also took out a ghost head token engraved with magic characters."
These magic weapons are just right for Xiao Qitian, and by the way, they also add some strength to the disciples of the sect who cultivate demon skills.""
As for this ghost head token, it should have something to do with the demon family mentioned by this fang, maybe it can come in handy."
Zong Shen scavenged for some loot.It stands to reason that this Moro is the lord of a prison, and his net worth is not only this.It is estimated that most of them have been stored in the demon kingdom in his body.With the death of Mora, his demon kingdom was also banished to the void of hell.After dealing with Mo Luo, Zong Shen closed his eyes and looked at the underworld who was standing in the distance!