The Cangling Zhang family dominates the continent!

Shortly after Zhang Chentao left, a black whirlwind came roaring in, stirring up a cloud of dust.

When the wind and sand cleared, Mo Kui was seen wearing a black cloak, followed closely by more than ten demon servants with ferocious faces and holding various weapons, already on the battlefield.

"Hmm? These corpses are still emitting a warm aura, so I guess they died not long ago.

Demon Bull, go and collect their heart blood."

Mo Kui glanced coldly at the corpses lying on the ground, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he gave an order to a demon servant beside him who was as burly as a bull.

"Yes, Captain Mo Kui!" The demon servant called Demon Bull responded respectfully, then strode towards the corpses.

He stretched out a pair of strong and powerful hands, and tightly gripped the chests of the corpses like iron clamps. With a little force, he heard a "puff" sound, and bright red blood gushed out from the hearts, splashing into the jade bottles prepared in advance.

Soon, the Demon Bull had collected the blood from the hearts of all the corpses, and then quickly returned to Mo Kui, presenting him with a jade bottle filled with blood.

Mo Kui nodded with satisfaction, took the jade bottle and put it in his arms, then waved his hand:

"Let's go! Rush to the Demon Cave at full speed! Once this captain successfully releases the Snake Demon General, all the cultivators within this secret realm will become rich nourishment on our path to advancement! Hahahaha..."

Moquina's eerie and terrifying laughter was like the cry of an owl at night, echoing from far away and making everyone who heard it shudder.

And the many demon servants under his command also shouted in unison:

"Captain Mokui is mighty!"

Immediately afterwards, the team of demon servants led by Mo Kui set off again, moving rapidly along the road leading to the demon cave.

Along the way, whenever they encountered other living beings, whether they were human cultivators or monsters and goblins, this group of ferocious demons showed no mercy and killed them mercilessly, leaving no chance for the other party to survive.

For a moment, this road seemed to have turned into a bloody death tunnel, filled with a strong smell of blood and endless murderous intent.

"You have killed so many cultivators from my Wuwang Mansion. Today you should repay this blood debt with your life!"

Just as Mo Kui and his group continued to move forward cautiously, suddenly, a voice so cold and clear that it seemed to penetrate the clouds rolled in from the distant sky.

In an instant, a snow-white spear, accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking through the air, rushed towards Mo Kui like lightning.

The tip of the gun flashed with a cold light, and wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp and piercing whistling sound.

Faced with such a swift attack, Mo Kui just snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

He swung his strong and powerful arm suddenly, and in an instant, a purple-black shield emitting a strong evil aura emerged out of thin air.

This shield was like an indestructible barrier, firmly blocking Mo Kui.

There was a loud "clang" sound, and the fierce snow-white spear hit the purple-black shield hard, splashing a dazzling spark.

However, the powerful impact only caused the shield to tremble slightly, and then easily knocked the spear away.

Seeing this, the girl with a high ponytail in a tight samurai uniform flashed and soared into the air like a light swallow, catching the flying spear steadily.

She held a spear, her posture upright, her cold eyes fixed on the figures of Mo Kui and his group, her eyes revealing undisguised hostility and murderous intent.

Looking behind the girl, there were more than ten monks from the King Wu Palace standing there.

They all had solemn expressions and exuded a powerful aura.

These cultivators are at least in the middle stage of the Danhua realm, and among them there are three powerful ones who have already entered the spiritual realm.

Everyone was on full alert, facing Mo Kui and others in front of them. The atmosphere was extremely tense.

"Haha~ How ridiculous! In the past, it was always me, Mo Kui, who hunted down others. I never thought that today, I, Mo Kui, would become the target of others' pursuit."

Mo Kui looked at the group of Wu Wang Mansion disciples in front of him who were staring at him covetously, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he sneered coldly.

"Humph! Anyone who kills my Wuwang Mansion must die!"

Following these bone-chilling words, the cultivator from the Wuwang Mansion, whose cultivation had reached the middle stage of the spiritual realm, had a face as gloomy as water, with a cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

In an instant, an incomparably powerful aura surged out from his body, sweeping around like a violent hurricane.

No sooner said than done, the cultivator's figure flashed and he rushed towards Mo Kui like lightning.

At the same time, the sword in his hand, which was shining with cold light, drew a sharp arc with his movement, directly attacking Mo Kui's vital point.

However, at this moment, an anxious cry was heard: "Leng Yue, don't be impulsive!"

The person who spoke was the girl who had been standing not far away.

She obviously did not expect Leng Yue to attack so rashly, and it was too late to stop her.

Facing the aggressive Leng Yue, Mo Kui raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, and said coldly:

"Underestimating others can have serious consequences!"

Before he finished speaking, his right hand was instantly covered by a thick layer of purple-black demonic energy, as if he was wearing a hideous and terrifying devil's claw.

The next moment, when Leng Yue's long sword was about to touch Mo Kui's body, he suddenly stretched out his right hand wrapped in demonic energy and grabbed the sword accurately.

With a crisp "clang" sound, Leng Yue's sword, which he had swung with all his strength, was easily blocked.

"Your strength is too weak!" Mo Kui sneered contemptuously. Then, he suddenly exerted force with his arm and pulled hard, causing Leng Yue to lose her balance and fall forward.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Kui quickly raised his left fist, and the fist containing terrifying power hit Leng Yue's abdomen like a cannonball.

"puff!"

Leng Yue, who suffered a heavy blow, immediately spat out a large mouthful of blood, and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Finally, with a loud bang, his body hit a huge rock heavily and was deeply embedded in it.