Mo Xiaolang was too young. He was so young that the three elders at the Martial Path Exceptional Realm gasped.
Such a young man had killed Lin Yishen and Lin Yixian. Lin Yixian was a martial artist at the Great Perfection Realm of Martial Path. Furthermore, as the Young Master of the God-Defying Cult, he possessed much more combat power than Lin Yishen and even more than the three old men present.
Yet, this young man had killed him. What kind of power was this?
What kind of power could nurture such a young man?
Although this young man was hiding it, the aura of the Demon Clan could still be felt.
The Demon Clan.
It was most likely that this young man came from the Desolation Imperial Domain or even the Desolation Imperial Palace.
The situation in the Desolation Imperial Domain was different. All the powerful clans and tribes had their own way of doing things, and their forces were very scattered. It was not as concentrated as the Swordspirit Imperial Domain and the Zhenwu Imperial Domain. The role of the Desolation Imperial Palace was to stand at the top and control the Desolation Imperial Domain. However, they usually allowed the clans and tribes to develop and fight freely.
Therefore, although he was from the Demon Clan, he might not be from the Desolation Imperial Palace.
However, regardless of whether he was from the Desolation Imperial Palace or not, he had to pay the price for killing Lin Yixian and Lin Yixian.
"Chaotic Mystic Art."
The three experts attacked, and in an instant, a large amount of space was torn apart. When these three experts with supreme martial arts experience fought, their power was no weaker than that of Han Yunxing and the others. Long Chen himself was frightened and couldn't help but worry for Mo Xiaolang.
This was Mo Xiaolang's fight, so Long Chen hid first so that he wouldn't be distracted.
Under the suppression of the three great experts, Mo Xiaolang remained very calm. As expected, his speed was very fast. In a flash, he had left the three old men behind and separated the three martial artists.
Swoosh.
Mo Xiaolang threw a punch.
Ding, ding, ding.
The space in front of him shattered, turning into fragments that flew towards one of the elders.
Long Chen narrowed his eyes. He realized that Mo Xiaolang's body was even stronger than his. His fair skin looked weak, but the power it contained had reached a level that a warrior of the God Martial Arts Realm could not reach.
"The physique of the Demon Race is naturally strong. As a Sun-Devouring Demon Wolf, Xiao Lang must have devoured a large amount of divine fire. Also, with his current identity in the Desolate Imperial Region, he must have consumed countless treasures to reach his current level. I estimate that he will need to absorb another tenth of the Ancestral Dragon's Essence Blood to be able to match his physique."
His physical body was even stronger than Long Chen's, so naturally, he had powerful close combat abilities.
Mo Xiaolang was especially talented in this aspect. When it came to real combat, he used all kinds of close combat techniques. Sometimes, he was like a wolf, sometimes he was like a tiger, and sometimes he was like a different kind of demonic beast.
Every move and every movement seemed to have been refined by countless years and generations of experts, becoming extremely exquisite. Mo Xiaolang, relying on his physical strength and this set of complex and versatile close combat skills, was able to fight evenly with one of the warriors at the Martial Arts Completion Realm.
Every punch and claw caused the space to tremble like ripples. If they hit the ground, they would immediately explode a huge pit with a diameter of dozens of meters.
Mo Xiaolang's battle was an eye-opener for everyone.
"This close combat technique … Why does it look like the most terrifying 'Hundred Clan Battle Manual' of the Demon Race?"
"It's actually that. Rumor has it that tens of thousands of years ago, the Desolation Emperor collected the close combat techniques of the hundred strongest races of the Demon Race. This young man can cultivate the Hundred Clan Battle Manual, so his status in the Demon Race must not be low …" "Nonsense.
If his status was low, how could he have reached this level at such a young age? What kind of demonic beast is this? "
After listening to others, Long Chen finally realized how terrifying this seemingly simple close combat technique was.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
Mo Xiaolang's body was constantly changing. Sometimes he was as agile as a monkey, and sometimes he was as fierce as a giant elephant. With one punch, the warrior at the Martial Path Perfection Realm who was using the Chaotic Mystic Art was directly sent flying by Mo Xiaolang's strong body.
The three warriors at the Martial Path Perfection Realm were extremely shocked. They knew that this young man was definitely a high-level figure in the Desolation Emperor Palace. However, he had offended them first, so there was no way he could stop now. The God Defying Cult also had its own pride.
"I know you are from the Desolation Emperor Palace, but our Young Master is not someone you can kill for no reason."
Mo Xiaolang had no intention of quibbling. He laughed coldly and said, "He was the one who wanted my Dao Artifact. He died because of his own greed. I have no enmity with you, so if you push me too hard, I won't be polite anymore."
Another elder shouted, "You're so young, but you talk big. I want to see how you're going to be so rude."
Hearing this, Mo Xiaolang's aura changed.
"You asked for it. You can't blame me." He had a clean appearance, so when he said this, he seemed to be very polite.
"Divine Power … Ten Thousand Flames Burn God."
At this moment, the most terrifying change happened to Mo Xiaolang's body. Countless flames of various colors, all the flames that he had devoured, suddenly emerged from his body. Thousands of flames gathered together, burning each other and strengthening each other.
Behind him, countless purple flames burned. Mo Xiaolang slightly opened his mouth and all the purple flames of the God Defying Palace rushed towards him. In front of his eyes, they compressed infinitely and turned into a small purple flame. He swallowed it. After a while, a small purple flame appeared in the center of the tens of thousands of flames on his body.
At this moment, Mo Xiaolang was surrounded by tens of thousands of flames. His body emitted the most terrifying heat. Those who surrounded him felt a scorching heat that was even more painful than being surrounded by the Extreme Purple Heavenly Fire Array. They screamed and retreated.
Boom.
Within a radius of ten miles, everything spontaneously combusted and turned into black ashes.
Although Long Chen could still take it, in order not to expose himself, he still retreated a distance. He looked at the young man who was surrounded by tens of thousands of flames from afar.
"Ten Thousand Flames Burn God …" Long Chen was speechless. This kid's talent as a Sun Devouring Direwolf was truly unearthed. With just this bloodline divine power, Long Chen could only admit defeat.
How terrifying it was to be surrounded by tens of thousands of flames.
The flames on his body turned into a formation, flame symbols, and merged with his body.
"Do you still want to try?" Mo Xiaolang looked at the three elders coldly.
The three elders' skin turned red as they looked at each other.
No matter what, they couldn't back down.
"Attack."
"Reversed Heaven and Earth Killing Formation."
The three of them occupied three different directions. Each of their powers reversed crazily, forming three huge whirlpools that surrounded Mo Xiaolang. The Chaotic Mystic Art that they used was ten times stronger than Mo Xiaolang's. The formation that the three of them formed was even more terrifying.
"Kill."
Rumble, rumble, rumble.
The sky changed color as the three whirlpools pushed towards Mo Xiaolang.
"You're courting death."
Mo Xiaolang broke out in a cold sweat. His body was covered in over ten thousand flames as he executed the Hundred Race Battle Scripture. In an instant, flames revolved around him and shot out. The three huge whirlpools were enveloped by the flames. Ten thousand types of flames formed an even larger formation that revolved with a loud rumble. With a terrifying explosion, everything disappeared. The three elders fell to the ground with a loud bang, their faces covered in dirt.
"Do you still want to continue?" In the sky, Mo Xiaolang was still enveloped in the flames.
This Ten Thousand Flames Burn God was awakened by him devouring ten thousand flames. As he devoured more flames, it would eventually evolve into the Hundred Thousand Flames Burn God.
The three elders looked at each other with insanity in their eyes. They had to go all out. The three elders actually took out dao artifacts at the same time. Of course, they were dao artifacts without dao patterns.
This Dao Artifact was made up of three identical longswords.
Purple, one meter long.
On the longswords, purple light flowed like water, flowing in the opposite direction.
"You three, form the Tianxuan Sword Formation and kill this brat. There's no way out," one of the elders said with red eyes.
The three Tianxuan Swords were given to them by the Rebel God Cult Leader to guard the Reverse God Palace. They were the ultimate weapons of the Reverse God Palace. The Tianxuan Swords were famous for their sharpness. Nothing could withstand the Tianxuan Swords, not even Lin Yishen's Silver Dragon Armor.
"All those at the peak of the ninth tier of the Divine Martial Arts Realm, listen up. Capture that little girl," one of the elders shouted.
As long as they could control Soyeon, they could force Mo Xiaolang into chaos and eventually kill him in the Tianxuan Sword Formation.
After giving the order, the three elders rushed to the sky and once again surrounded Mo Xiaolang. The three purple Tianxuan Swords in their hands were activated. As the blades danced crazily, countless Sword Qi burst out and formed a huge purple sword formation with a diameter of more than 20 miles.
On the purple sword formation, countless Tianxuan Swords evolved and fought fiercely. The three-layered Tianxuan Sword Formation besieged Mo Xiaolang from the top, middle and bottom. At the same time, more than 20 warriors at the peak of the Divine Martial Arts Realm besieged Soyeon.
Long Chen's heart tightened. He knew that Soyeon's strength could not be that strong.
Looking up, Mo Xiaolang seemed to be angry. A terrifying beast's aura was finally released from his body.
Long Chen did not intervene.
Boom.
Black demon aura spread wildly from Mo Xiaolang's body.
"You forced me to do this."
As the demonic wind whistled, Mo Xiaolang's originally handsome body underwent a huge change at this moment. It could even be said that he had transformed into a beast. His body was growing taller with crackling sounds, soon exceeding two meters. His body became incomparably sturdy, and his head gradually changed into a cold wolf's head.
Black wolf fur spread from his body and covered his strong muscles.
Roar.
A terrifying beast roar burst out from his body. For a moment, all the buildings in Polaris City were shaking. Countless people were trembling under the majesty of his giant beast.
This was not a real beast, but a Sun Devouring Demonic Wolf that had transformed into a human. His body still maintained the appearance of a human, but the wild and domineering demon aura was no longer concealed.
The three experts were shocked, but the Tianxuan Sword Formation had already been launched. There was nothing they could do.
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This is the last chapter of the Lunatic's script.
There are five layers of the cake. The pressure is huge, four times more than I estimated.
Don't rush me if I don't have a script. From today on, I will slowly repay those who have contributed. The total will not be small, but I hope that everyone can give the Lunatic some quiet time to write, so that I can control the strength of my writing.
Anyway, it has already reached such a terrifying level. From tomorrow on, I won't mind if it is a little crazier. Ha.