Chapter 1070

"Young Master Devil, long time no see."

The man in black pulled down his hat, revealing a handsome face, it was the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul, the young master of the Yin-Yang family.

"You bastard! I've always wanted to harm my father!" Mo Tian roared at the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul, his eyes flashing blood, wishing to tear the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul into pieces.

Yin Yang Tianhun spread his hands and said with a light smile: "Young Master Motian, you have misunderstood, I was just guarding against the Demon Lord to protect myself, I didn't kill the Demon Lord, and I don't have the ability. The Demon Lord was killed by Feng Wuchen, and now it is estimated that it has spread all over the continent."

"Impossible! My father has the body of immortality, no matter how strong Feng Wuchen is, he can't kill my father!" Mo Tian roared, not believing that the demon king was dead.

Yin Yang Tianhun pointed to the corpse on the ground and said, "If you are not blind, you should be able to recognize your father, if we hadn't acted in time and risked the corpse from Feng Wuchen to wrap up the devil's corpse, you would even be able to recognize your father. Dad can't see the last side, you should thank me."

Looking in the direction of Yin Yang Tian's Soul Finger, Mo Tian was shocked and looked at Mo Jun's body in horror and disbelief.

"Father! Impossible! This is impossible!" Mo Tian shook his head in horror and sluggishness, not believing that the Demon Lord was really dead.

Mo Tian looked at Mo Jun's corpse in horror, his whole body trembling.

"Let go of me! Let me go!" Mo Tian, ​​who was in grief and panic, roared in vain.

Yin Yang Tianhun waved his hand to remove the power from Mo Tian. He was not worried about Mo Tian taking action. After all, Yin Yang Tianhun's cultivation base was above Mo Tian, ​​and there was also a mysterious old man who was rank three.

"Dad! Daddy!" Motian rushed over in panic, picked up the body of the demon king, and said in grief: "Dad! Wake up! Wake up!"

"Stop shouting, your father will never wake up." Yin Yang Tianhun patted Mo Tian's shoulder, then winked at the old man beside him.

"Motian, if you want to avenge the devil, you have to cheer up." The old man looked at the devil.

Hearing this, Demon Sky looked at the mysterious old man with blood-red eyes and asked, "Who are you?"

The old man then pulled off his head cap to reveal his true face.

When Mo Tian saw it, his expression suddenly changed greatly. He stared at the old man with wide eyes, and said in disbelief, "Venerable Moruo!"

"You are Venerable Moruo! This...how is this possible! You...you are still alive, didn't my father already kill you back then? Why are you still alive?" It looked at the old man in shock.

It can be guessed from the name of Motian that the old man is also a member of the Demon Race, and he is also a Demon Race Venerable!

Moruo smiled faintly and said: "It was also thanks to the Demon Lord that I have the old man today. Speaking of which, the old man has to thank the Demon Lord, if it wasn't for the Demon Lord who took action and let the old man break through at a critical juncture, I'm afraid he would really die. In the hands of the devil."

"So, you have been dormant in the dark for many years just for revenge?" Mo Tianyin said fiercely.

"Yes, the old man is loyal to the Demon Race. Just because his strength and status threatens the Demon Lord, he wants to get rid of me. Can he not retaliate? But unfortunately, there has been no chance for many years. When there is a chance, the Demon Lord will It has been killed by Feng Wuchen." Moruo smiled lightly.

"What do you guys want to do? What do you want to do when you arrest me?" Looking at Moruo and Yin Yang Tianhun, Mo Tian asked gloomily, feeling that the two were planning some kind of conspiracy.

Yin Yang Tianhun smiled lightly: "Don't worry, we won't hurt you, we came to you, just want you to do me a favor."

"What are you busy with?" Mo Tian asked vigilantly, his expression becoming more gloomy.

Yin Yang Tianhun waved his hand, and the Demon Lord's body floated over. He smiled and said, "You are the Demon Lord's son. You have the most orthodox bloodline of the Demon Race in your body, and only you can inspire the Demon Lord's bloodline power."

"You want to absorb the power of my father's demon bloodline?" Mo Tian's expression changed greatly, and he finally understood.

The Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul took the risk of wrapping the Demon Lord's body, not to let him see the Demon Lord for the last time, its real purpose was the Demon Lord's bloodline power!

"Young Master Motian, you may not know how terrifying Feng Wuchen's strength is, but if he can kill your father, it should be conceivable that it is impossible to avenge your father with your strength." Yin Yang Tian Soul smiled.

When the words fell, he looked at Moruo, Yin Yang Tianhun said: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, the devil has been dead for half a month, and there is not much time. If you don't do anything, the blood in the devil's body will completely disappear."

"Humph! Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul! Even if I die, I won't let you take the bloodline power of your father!" Mo Tian shouted angrily, extremely tough.

Moruo smiled lightly: "Motian, I can't help you now. The old man was thinking of keeping me and you alive for the sake of being a demon. Since you don't cooperate, don't blame the old man for being ruthless."

"You have the ability, try it!" Mo Tian shouted angrily, not afraid at all.

"I don't know how to lift." The old man's eyes flashed fiercely, and then he grabbed the empty palm, and a terrifying force lifted the devil up.

Mo Tian's desperate struggles are useless. In front of a rank three powerhouse, Mo Tian's strength is pitifully weak.

"If the old man does it himself, you will suffer." Mo Luosen said coldly, and the old eyes became extremely fierce.

During the movement of Moruo's fingers, the meridians of Mo Tian's hands were cut off, and the blood essence in Mo Tian's body was forcibly drawn out.

"Ah!" The severe pain spread all over the body instantly, and Mo Tian suddenly screamed.

The Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul waved one hand and cut the meridians of the Demon Lord's hands.

Moruo then flicked his finger, and the blood of Motian entered the blood of the demon along the meridian that the demon had been cut.

Moruo's hands were sealed, and the powerful force poured into the corpse of the monarch crazily, forcibly stimulating the blood of the monarch.

"Buzz!"

After a while, a terrifying evil force burst out in vain from the Demon Lord's body, and this evil force was the bloodline power of the Demon Lord.

"The bloodline power of the Demon Lord is very terrifying. The fusion of the two bloodline powers is very dangerous. Maybe it will take your life into it. You have to think about it clearly."

The Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul immediately sat down cross-legged, frantically stimulated the power of the bloodline, made a mark on both hands, and shouted: "Yin-Yang Devour!"

The Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul responded directly with actions.

Moruo frowned slightly, but he didn't stop him. After all, he and the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul were just taking advantage of each other, and Moruo didn't care about the life and death of the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul.

The Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul madly devoured the bloodline power inspired by the Demon Lord, completely reckless.

Devouring wildly, the breath of the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul soared wildly, and the cultivation level soared at a terrifying speed.

"Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul! You bastard! Ah!" Motian roared furiously with rage.

"Young Master Demon Heaven, this is your own choice. Stimulating the blood of the Demon Lord will drain your blood essence. Whether you can survive or not depends on your own fortune." Moruo sneered. (To be continued)