The Most Violent Upgrade

"You're welcome?"

Du Yuesheng laughed and turned to look at Molongzi. The smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious: "The emperor wants to see how good you are!"

"stop!"

Drunk Mo suddenly stepped forward, and his whole body was full of vigor. With a palpable aura, the demon cultivators around him could not help but step back.

At this time, Du Yuesheng suddenly discovered that Zui Mo turned out to be the immortal emperor's five-fold cultivation base. It turned out that she suppressed the cultivation base at the beginning.

Du Yuesheng raised her brows, and Mo Longzi's expression also changed. He did not expect that the cultivation base of the person he kept saying to protect would be so much higher than him.

But at this moment, the arrow had to be sent on the string. He couldn't help but said: "Holy Witch, today’s matter is no longer a matter of protecting His Royal Highness, but a matter of me and this kid with a hidden head and face. There must be a war, otherwise I will not accept it!"

"Not satisfied?"

Du Yuesheng sneered, and was about to move forward, when Que found that Drunk Mo had secretly released a burst of spiritual power that trapped him. At the same time, he heard a voice of spiritual power: "Don't be impulsive, this magic dragon Although the cultivation base is not high, the strength is extremely tyrannical!"

It turned out that this drunk Mo turned out to be worried about Du Yuesheng's safety before revealing his true cultivation level.

Du Yuesheng couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, but with a slight move, the spiritual power that drunk ink restrained him was instantly broken away, and then he lifted his foot and walked towards Demon Dragon.

When Molongzi saw this, he was overjoyed, but he said: "His Royal Highness, please see, this kid came to die on his own initiative, and I can't blame me for doing it!"

While speaking, Molongzi's right arm shook, only to see a piece of black dragon scales appearing on Molongzi's arm, and his five fingers instantly became five-heeled sharp. His claws, a strong breath of magic dragon, emerged spontaneously.

After that, Molongzi clenched his fist, aimed a fist at Du Yuesheng's head, and blasted over: "Exit for me!"

The Demon Race is much weaker than the Immortal Realm, but the Demon Clan monk is physically strong, and with one punch, he can directly smash the spells in many cases!

And Molongzi is one of the best, his right arm is the inheritance of the magic dragon, and the power of his fist, even a mountain in front of him, can instantly smash it to pieces.

But in the face of this punch, Du Yuesheng did not evade, clenched his right fist, and blasted it at Molongzi's fist.

The speed of both fists was extremely fast. Even Drunk Mo, who intended to prevent the two from fighting, was too late to stop. The fists slammed together in the blink of an eye, and a thunder-like explosion rang out suddenly. It was a wave of light that was visible to the naked eye surging away, and the wave of air was rolling.

But to Zuimo's surprise, the scene of Du Yuesheng's fiasco that she had imagined did not appear. Instead, the self-confident and proactive Demon Longzi flew out suddenly.

While in the air, everyone saw his indestructible right hand fist, flesh and blood blooming, blood dripping, bone stubble pierced through the flesh and exposed, and his entire right arm was directly 90 degrees out. Bent, clearly broken!

The Mozu monk present was stunned. How tyrannical Molongzi was, he was directly defeated by Du Yuesheng?

auzw.com "Who is this Du Sheng... on earth?"

While the Mozu monks were shocked again and again, Du Yuesheng deceived his body, raising his hand and hitting Molongzi's chest with another punch.

Bang!

There was a muffled noise, and Molongzi's chest immediately sank into a pit, his body arched like dried shrimps, and his mouth was constantly spraying blood mixed with visceral pieces.

When Molongzi fell to the ground fiercely, his whole body aura had been wilted to the extreme. At this moment, his eyes were full of horror: "Who on earth are you? I...I can't be a nameless person. Junior defeated!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his neck crooked and his breath broke.

"Ding, the system prompts, congratulations to player Du Yuesheng for killing Molongzi and earning 57,630 points!"

"Ding, the system prompts, congratulations to player Du Yuesheng for killing Molongzi and getting 10 points of unparalleled value!"

The prompt of the system was directly ignored by Du Yuesheng, he turned around and looked at Drunk Modao:

"I didn't expect your cultivation base to be so high. If that's the case, I'm afraid I don't need my protection to see the Eight Desolate Artifacts directly, and you are still a powerful opponent. Let's make the difference!"

Zui Mo frowned and said: "I didn't intentionally conceal the cultivation base. The Demon Race is so dangerous. If I don't hide my hole cards, I am afraid that even if I have the Immortal Emperor's five-fold cultivation base, I will be treated as a fish! I do have the heart to grab the Eight Desolate artifacts, but these artifacts have always been used by the capable, right!"

Du Yuesheng smiled and waved at the Nine Sky Profound Spirit Rabbit and Bai Susu, and the two immediately walked up. Together, the three of them ignored Drunk Mo, raising their feet and stepping into the cliff of God.

After entering the cliff of Shenqi, what is greeted is a vast ancient bronze hall. In the ancient hall, all kinds of bronze utensils are covered with rust, and the antique bronze utensils are placed at random, seemingly ordinary, but as long as you look closely, You will find that even a simple candlestick seems to be a magic weapon.

Du Yuesheng didn't have any interest in these magic weapons. His eyes were already attracted by a table in the front of the ancient temple. On this table, there was a bell made of bronze, lying there quietly.

This bell is simple in shape, and at first glance it seems to be no different from the bell that girls like to hang around their waist in mundane things.

The most important thing is that in this hall where all the utensils are rusty, only this bell has no rust marks and still glows with a beautiful blue light, which is breathtaking.

"This is... the Bahuang Town Soul Bell, one of the Eight Desolate Artifacts?" The Nine Sky Profound Spirit Rabbit saw the bell and his eyes were straight. It seemed that he saw the doubts on Du Yuesheng and Bai Susu's faces, and he quickly continued:

"The legend of the Eight Desolate Town Soul Bells appeared in the ancient times, when the sky was filled with unjust souls. Once it appeared, it was just a shake. All the ghosts between heaven and earth were all killed by these Eight Desolate Town Soul Bells!"

Hearing this, Du Yuesheng raised her brows and asked: "Then this soul-suppressing bell can only work on ghosts?"

"No, no, no!" The Nine Sky Xuan Lingtu quickly said: "It also has an effect on living people. As long as you hear the sound of the calming bell, the soul will tremble with it. Be tyrannical!"

Du Yuesheng nodded when he heard the words, walked forward, and took the soul-suppressing bell in his hand, but strangely, no matter how he shook it, the soul-suppression bell was silent!

Just as Du Yuesheng was puzzled, Bai Susu also walked up, and curiously touched the soul-suppressing bell. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and it spread!