The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 2298: Strong

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"His strength?" Great Elder Mo Qingtian also raised his head and stared at Wang Meng. His eyes were sharp and he was the first to discover Wang Meng's anomaly. The realm strength of the late eighth stage is not weaker than that of himself and the magic nine. quiet.

"Could it be that Wang Meng had an adventure in the retreat?" Mo Qingtian thought.

But even if Wang Meng really has an adventure, it is impossible to break through so quickly, right?

This span is too big.

Mo Qingtian didn't know what was going on for a while, what happened?

The same goes for the Mo Jiuyou on the other side.

Mo Jiuyou stared at Wang Meng's eyes, all in shock at the moment.

He shouted incredulously: "Wang Meng, how can your strength suddenly rise so much? Where is the old devil?"

"Old Demon God? He temporarily handed all his power to me, and let me clear the door for the Demon Race."

"Clean up the portal?"

Wang Meng's words caused Mo Jiuyou's devilish energy to rise, turning anger into anger.

Wang Meng ignored him, glanced at all the demons who stopped fighting below, and said: "Everyone, the old demon **** encountered a poisonous hand in the retreat. It was this demon prince Mo Jiuyou who did it. He is despicable and shameless. In order to achieve his goal, he used all means to persecute the old demon god. If it weren't for my time to arrive in time, the old demon **** would have died. Today, the old demon **** has no power and can only temporarily remove all power. Give it to me, let me clear the door for him."

"Everyone, this is the demon prince you support. He is a true villain. I would like to ask everyone, if you support such a person, are you afraid of not sleeping at night? This demon prince For a certain thing, it is very likely that you will be killed."

Wang Meng said coldly, and what he meant was that they supported the wrong person. The demon prince Mo Jiuyou is not a demon **** worthy of support.

Sure enough, after Wang Meng's words were finished, many Mozu people who supported Mo Jiuyou frowned, and their hearts were uneasy.

Seeing this in a hurry, Mo Jiuyou glared at Wang Meng and shouted: "Wang Meng, don't talk nonsense to me here, and hurt me with nausea."

"Malicious slander?"

Wang Meng smiled, and a sharp sneer crossed the corner of his mouth: "Majiuyou, you are really stinky and shameless. Even the old demon **** can persecute, so I am embarrassed to discuss slander."

"Otherwise, the fact that you collude with the Demon Race is enough to make you dead. Don't you know that you are colluding with the Demon Race and use the magical space secrets of the Demon Race to do evil? , Is it a taboo of the demons?"

"That's right, how can you collude with the demon clan, the prince?" An elder who supported Mo Jiuyou frowned and asked.

Ten thousand years ago, the Demon Race killed the entire Demon Race, so no one wanted the secret method of the Demon Race to appear again.

If Mo Jiuyou touches this big bogey, even if he is the prince, all the powerful demons will attack it.

Ma Jiuyou naturally understands this.

He didn't dare to admit it, gritted his teeth and retorted: "Nonsense, do you believe what Wang Meng said as a human kid? He clearly made up a piece of news deliberately to deal with me."

Wang Meng sneered when he heard the words, and said sarcastically: "Shameless! If you talk about shame, your prince is invincible in the world, and no one can compare it."

"Stop talking nonsense! Wang Meng, I know you are a friend of the Devil Emperor. In that case, you can't leave today. Give me your life."

Mo Jiuyou's eyes were fierce, and the palm of his hand was squeezed, and the space next to Wang Meng suddenly heard a "buzzing" sound.

Wang Meng raised his brows and felt the pressure from the space next to him.

However, there was no fear in Wang Meng's eyes. A trace of anger rose from the bottom of Wang Meng's heart. Wang Meng shouted: "Do you think I was in the past?"

Huh!

Wang Meng's body was filled with aura, turning into a stream of light, and he easily jumped out of this area.

Wang Meng, who has gained the strength of the old demon god, has an eighth stage late stage, which is the same level as Mo Jiuyou, so it is naturally impossible for Mo Jiuyou to force Wang Meng with his realm strength.

"This guy..."

Mo Jiuyou noticed it, and the viciousness on his face became deeper.

There is a feeling in Mo Jiuyou's heart at this moment that Wang Menghui is the key to the deity of the Demon Race this time. This makes Mo Jiuyou want to kill Wang Meng even more.

"Huh!"

"What about the same level? My grand prince of the demon race, can't you still behead you a human kid?"

Mo Jiuyou roared and was unwilling.

The demon energy lingered all over his body, condensing into a huge magic cloud above his head.

Wang Meng raised his head and noticed that in that magic cloud, there were several huge skulls, and the aura of horror emanated from them.

"Wang Meng! Today I will kill you and the little magic boy, and become the next demon **** of the demon clan." Mo Jiuyou shouted, eyes scarlet, black hair dancing in the wind, imposing imposing manner horrible.

In the end, it is the great prince of the demon clan. If he wants to become the next demon god, Mo Jiuyou really has the skills.

Wang Meng is not afraid, a trace of the aura of gazing at the world gushes out of Wang Meng's body, and Wang Meng shouted: "Really? Then I will kill you today to clear the door for the old demon god."

Wang Meng flew down and handed the little magic boy to Zi Yan.

The battle between him and Mo Jiu Youlong must be fierce, and there is no way to be sloppy.

Huh!

Wang fiercely rushed into the sky, showing his surging aura. It was the late stage eighth stage and looked very tyrannical.

Even if it is compared to the Great Prince Mo Jiuyou, it is not too much.

"Wang Meng has reached the late eighth rank after taking advantage of the power of the old demon god. This is horrible."

"Wang Meng and the Old Demon God are in the same realm now. It is not always certain who will be the winner."

"This battle has to be seen."

All the demons below turned their gazes, and their hearts were shocked. They understood that Wang Meng and Mo Jiuyou were the biggest key to this battle today.

Whoever wins between two people will control everything in front of them.

"Tianma Gong!"

Mo Jiuyou yelled, and the demonic energy in his body rose up, turned into a vicious horse of demonic energy, and slammed away at Wang.

Mo Jiuyou performed the Heavenly Demon Art, which is Mo Jiuyou's mastery technique. His ability to perform this trick is enough to prove that he values ​​Wang Meng.

After all, Wang Meng is now in the eighth stage late stage, the same level as Mo Jiuyou.

Mo Jiuyou cannot be taken lightly.

Wang Meng can't do the same.

The strong spiritual energy in the body rises, and it turns into a spiritual energy to fly out, shaking hard with the magic nine.

Boom!

Boom...

This ferocious impact.

It's like a hedge between two rivers of power, they are scouring each other, stalemate.

In the end it all dissipated.

This first encounter between two people belongs to no one.

On the contrary, the collision space was very tragic, riddled with holes, and the ground below was also torn apart with a long hole.

The powerful demons who were onlookers evaded one after another.

The confrontation between Wang Meng and Mo Jiuyou was too fierce, it was not something they could resist, even if it was affected a little, it would be enough to break them.

"But some ability!" Mo Jiuyou stared at Wang Meng, seemingly plain, but he hated it in his heart.

The former Wang Meng could squeeze to death with one hand.

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The gap is too big.