Villain: The Demon Emperor obeys and kills the protagonist

"I'm afraid we can only destroy this eye."

At this moment, a chill flashed in Mo Wunian's eyes, and he locked his consciousness on the uppermost formation in the field, which was where the black altar was located.

The purpose of using real objects as formation eyes is to prevent them from being easily broken.

Although at present due to the incompleteness of this field, only the feasibility of breaking through the formation is left.

But the existence of manufacturing this field obviously also anticipated the weakness of the formation.

Mo Wunian could guess with his toes that the strength of the black altar as the eye of the formation must not be underestimated.

It is even said that it is a treasure in itself.

It is not difficult to break a treasure in a very short period of time.

But who said it must be broken.

Taking it away, or affecting its operation, can also affect the operation of this field and achieve the goal.

In this way, the difficulty can be described as plummeting.

As long as there is a flaw in this area, the crisis we are facing will naturally be resolved.

"It's not too late, let's do it!"

The thousands of thoughts in Mo Wunian's mind made up his mind in an instant, and his figure turned into a long rainbow, smashing through the sky with ice arrows, and rose high with great impact.

Rumble!
Mo Wunian pushed the power of the ninth-grade golden lotus and the god-slaying platform to the extreme, just like a humanoid tyrannosaur.

Wherever it passed, all the surrounding Frostbolts turned into dust.

"Devil fires start a prairie fire!"

Mo Wunian suddenly raised his hand and threw out a spark as black as ink.

This spark swayed like a lotus flower, and quickly spread into a sea of ​​ink-like flames in an instant.

In an instant, countless ice arrows turned into poisonous water before they got close to the sea of ​​flames, and their power was greatly reduced.

However, although the magic fire is terrifying, it doesn't seem to have the slightest temperature.

On the contrary, there was a chill that pierced through the heart. Even the two late-stage Heshen Realm powerhouses in the distance couldn't help shivering, being caught by the chill.

"What a terrifying tinder!"

The white-haired old man fixed his eyes and said in a solemn tone.

Even within this distance, their late stage Heshen Realm powerhouses will be captured by the aftermath of the magic fire. If they are in it and burn themselves, it may be even more troublesome.

But they are not worried.

Although the magic fire is raging, the endless ice arrows are enough to limit the range of the magic fire, and there is no reason for it to spread.

And Mo Wunian was naturally aware of this.

So when he threw the magic fire, there was no pause at all, and the speed of the Changhong transformed by his figure increased again!

The magic fire was exchanged in the system for the points he obtained by killing the five false Heshen Realm late-stage city lords.

It can come in handy at this moment.

But at this moment, he is not far from the eye of the formation above. At such a distance, he can reach it in just a few breaths while leaping at full speed, which can be said to be close to his eyes!
However, at this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded in his ears, like thunder piercing through his ears, which made his body freeze.

"Hmph, Zhu Zi dare!"

The next moment, Mo Wunian's face changed suddenly, and in front of him, the figure of a white-haired old man was revealed.

The old man raised the crutch in his hand and pointed it fiercely in the direction of Mo Wunian!
Boom!

In an instant, Mo Wunian seemed to have crashed into the boundless ocean, his figure collided with ripples high in the sky.

Then a huge force came right after him, bouncing him high!
boom!
Mo Wunian's figure flew upside down like a cannonball, and he broke countless ice arrows along the way, smashing heavily on the barrier of the domain.

If it wasn't for the protection of the God-Slaying Platform and the Ninth-Rank Golden Lotus, the Frost Arrow that followed would be enough to threaten his life.

"Too impatient."

Mo Wunian's mouth dripped with blood, and then he wiped it vigorously with the back of his hand, his eyes fixed like a wolf's on the tall, white-haired old man who looked down on him like an ant.

Then, the seriousness on Mo Wunian's face dissipated, revealing a composed smile.

He even sat cross-legged on the floor leisurely, and looked at the white-haired old man playfully, without showing the panic-stricken sense of fear that the white-haired old man expected at all.

"What's the idea of ​​this demon remnant?"

At this moment, the brows of the white-haired old man furrowed deeply, and then relaxed them calmly.

He wasn't worried about Mo Wunian's abnormal behavior. In his eyes, Mo Wunian was like a caged animal in a cage, and he wouldn't be around for long.

Even if he doesn't make a move, sooner or later he will be consumed by this field.

And although he has a talisman to protect him from being affected, he doesn't have to do it himself to avoid accidents.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

The old man snorted coldly.

Although he wasn't worried about Mo Wunian's other methods, but for some reason, when he saw Mo Wunian's still relaxed and not fake expression, a bad premonition rose in his heart.

Because he didn't believe that this kind of remnant of the Demon Realm was someone who was just waiting to die.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, but no matter how hard he racks his brains, he can't see that Mo Wunian has any other means to break the situation.

And even if there was, he was just sitting on the ground at the moment, without seeing other movements.

"It's weird, it's really weird, why is he so calm and composed."

The white-haired old man became more and more frightened, and then a possibility suddenly flashed in his mind, and he raised his head suddenly.

"not good!"

"Don't find out."

When Mo Wunian saw the white-haired old man's appearance, he already knew that the other party had guessed why he was so calm, but it was too late.

The next moment, a monstrous bang shook the entire small world!

In the next second, the sky over the entire field was torn open by a terrifying force!

"It's the remnants of the Demon Realm in the late stage of Heshen Realm!"

At this time, a figure wearing black armor and holding a divine weapon, like a god descending from the mortal world, came across the void.

Every step he takes in the void can lower the aura of the entire domain, and every distance he approaches can stop the operation of the entire domain.

The eyes of the sky opened between the eyebrows of the visitor, and the three-pointed and two-edged knife was casually held behind his back, with a haughty expression on his face, it was Yang Jian, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun!
"Just relying on you, dare to hurt my lord, presumptuous!"

Yang Jian opened his mouth suddenly, the sound was like rolling thunder, rippling and rippling towards the surrounding layers, shattering the ice arrows in the entire field in an instant, without missing a single one!

And those two late-stage Heshen Realm powerhouses felt as if they had been hit hard. Under this tremor, it was even difficult for them to suspend in the void, and their bodies fell heavily!
Pushing back the two late-stage Heshen Realm powerhouses with a sound, Yang Jian waved the three-pointed double-edged knife in his hand, poked it towards the eye above, and then retracted.

On the sharp blade, a small black jar was broken open.

In an instant, the eyes of the formation were broken, and the entire field began to collapse!
"How could this be!"

At this moment, the eyes of the two late-stage Heshen Realm powerhouses who were oppressed to the ground showed horror.

That is a formation eye comparable to a treasure!