The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 2307: Town Kill

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"Little Demon Boy..." Wang Meng was calling out the name of Little Demon Boy with his mind.

"Uncle?" The little magic boy heard this and immediately responded to Wang Meng.

Wang Meng followed the reminder: "Relax now, I want to borrow the power of your tenth-level magic pattern."

"Hmm!" The little magic boy didn't understand what Wang Meng said, but he nodded and agreed to Wang Meng.

"Huh?" When Mo Jiuyou saw Wang Meng's behavior, he was shocked and felt uneasy. Then he rushed over to Wang Meng, trying to kill Wang Meng.

Boom!

A demon qi pike hit Wang Meng's body, but Wang Meng's body suddenly appeared in waves of magic mist, perfectly resisting Mo Jiuyou's hand.

"What's going on?" After seeing this scene, everyone was shocked and didn't understand.

In a short while, they saw the ten-level magic pattern on the forehead of the little magic boy, which gradually flew out and hovered in front of Wang Meng.

When Wang Meng saw it, a glimmer of joy flashed in his eyes, and he shook his palms with the tenth-level magic pattern.

For an instant, Wang Meng felt the powerful demonic power rushing into his body.

It's very scary.

"Wang Meng can actually use the tenth-level magic pattern on the little magic boy?" Zi Yan saw behind this scene. I felt very incredible, I couldn't believe my eyes.

On the other hand, the demon Qingtian next to him reacted and whispered: "Magic Jiuyou destroyed his ninth-level magic pattern and successfully entered the demon. This attracted the little demon boy’s tenth-level magic pattern. , This will succeed."

"Next, there will be a collision between the two magic patterns."

Mo Qingtian’s old eyes were full of shock. He was expecting that even Mo Qingtian had never seen the ability of the tenth-level magic pattern.

Huh!

Wang Meng held the tenth-level magic pattern in his hand and placed the tenth-level magic pattern on the center of his eyebrows. Wang Meng's whole person's aura instantly changed. On his body, a strong demon aura was exuding.

"Is it a tenth-level magic pattern?" Mo Jiuyou was shocked. He saw Wang Meng's forehead.

"Yes! This is exactly the tenth-level magic pattern you have dreamed of." A cold smile crossed the corner of Wang Meng's mouth: "The tenth-level magic pattern of the little magic boy is now being used by me, Demon Jiuyou, your death date has come. , Wait."

After Wang Meng finished speaking, the terrifying demon energy filled his body, and the intensity of that demon energy was more than that of the great prince Mo Jiuyou.

Even deeper.

This made Mo Jiuyou terrified. He went crazy, and the terrifying demon energy on his body turned into a match, scouring Wang Meng.

Wang Meng retreated, evading the blow easily with extreme speed.

"At this point in the battle, don't do this kind of useless attack. Let me solve you with one trick."

Wang Meng's finger lightly nodded the tenth-level magic pattern on his forehead. With a "swish", the tenth-level magic pattern shot out a ray of light, and the other end was in front of Wang Meng.

Those demons gradually formed a dark magic piano.

When the magic piano came out, the world changed color.

"This is the magic piano?"

The Great Crown Prince Mo Qingtian exclaimed. He recognized Wang Meng’s Demon God Qin at a glance. This is a **** of the Demon Clan. It is the most powerful magic treasure **** of the Demon Clan for thousands of years. One of the things.

The grade has reached the tenth grade.

"The Demon God Qin? Great Elder, are you wrong? Didn't the Demon God Qin dissipate before ten thousand years? How could it reappear?"

Qingluo next to her was puzzled.

The elders also stared at Mo Qingtian with doubts.

I saw Mo Qingtian sinking into thought, thinking for a long time before trying to understand what was going on.

Devil Qingtian whispered: "This should be the power of the tenth-level magic pattern. We don’t know exactly what abilities the tenth-level magic pattern possesses. Years ago, that was too far away for us."

"I think, to condense a magic piano with the same ability, this is one of the tenth-level magic lines' abilities." Mo Qingtian thought.

The powerful demons next to him heard the words and looked at each other a few times, and they were all able to see the fear in their own eyes.

If everything is exactly as Demon Qingtian said, the tenth-level magic pattern of the Demon Race is indeed too terrifying.

"The Demon God Qin?" Mo Jiuyou was shocked. As the prince of the Demon Clan, he had naturally heard of the power of the Demon God Qin.

At the same time, I knew that the Demon God Qin had been dissipated for thousands of years.

"How did you do it?" Mo Qingtian asked in confusion.

Wang Meng grinned and sneered: "This is the power of the tenth-level magic pattern."

"The power of the tenth-level magic pattern?"

Wang Meng's words made Mo Jiuyou even more eager for the tenth-level magic pattern.

"The tenth-level magic pattern is really terrifying. No matter what, today, I will get the tenth-level magic pattern." Mo Jiuyou's voice is full of greed for the tenth-level magic pattern.

Wang Meng sneered.

"Really? It's a pity you don't have such a chance."

After Wang Meng's voice fell, he no longer had any ink marks with Mo Jiuyou, and put his hands on the Moshen Qin.

After that, Wang Meng played the first note.

Boom!

This falling sound is different from the traditional sound of the piano, but under that sound, there is an endless horrible evil hidden.

It's like a phoenix ming a crane, with the reverberation around the beam.

Then the sound wave spread from Wang Meng's point to the surroundings.

After a while, it spread to everyone's ears.

"Ah..."

Except for Wang Meng, all the people present were powerful demons. They couldn't stand the sound of the demon **** piano. When they heard it, they all spewed out of blood.

Then move the magic energy in the body to protect oneself.

Unfortunately, it is still useless.

The lingering sound surrounds the beam. The sound of this magic **** piano seems to have a natural destructive power to the devil qi, which makes them painful.

"Ah..."

At this moment, Mo Jiuyou, who is closest to Wang Meng, is even more so. He spouted blood and shouted angrily.

Just when the sound of the Demon God Qin's piano entered his body, Mo Jiuyou felt that all of his defenses had collapsed, and he couldn't use any power.

"Sure enough!"

Wang Meng laughed excitedly after seeing the effect he had achieved.

"This is the Demon Qin! The tenth-level magic pattern can restrain everything of the Demon Race."

"Impossible!" Wang Meng's words made Mo Jiuyou roar. He couldn't believe what Wang Meng said.

"I am the demon **** of the future, and I cannot be suppressed by everything, nor can I get the tenth-level magic pattern." Mo Jiuyou's crazy voice resounded.

Wang Meng could see that he was completely irritated. Wang Meng sneered: "It's up to now, you can't resist it. The tenth level of magic lines is a natural demon god, which is above everything in the demon clan."

"Magic piano! Kill the magic sound town!"

Boom!

Wang Meng roared, holding the magic piano in his hand, and another piano sound fell.

The sounds of the piano, centered on the magic **** piano, are flying quickly to the surroundings.

Puff...

Mo Jiuyou was affected, and another blood spurted out, and this time he was more tragic than before, and he was forced out of the prototype.

Today's Mo Jiuyou is very embarrassed, not to mention that he is covered with blood, and his breath is also sluggish.

The aura of Mo Jiuyou, not to mention the demeanor of the prince of the demon clan in the past.

"Ah..."

Following the second sound of Wang Meng Mo Shenqin, countless powerful demons below are also roaring, the demonic energy is shaken all over, and their expressions are trance.

Moshen Qin, suppress the great world!

Unmatched.