Shura love

"Yan Moshang, you are finally here."

On the third floor of the main building of the Di family, Yan Moshang's figure had just appeared around the corner, and the evil eyes of the demon king's avatar turned to him, pouring magic power into the talisman with one hand, forcibly breaking through They stretched out a hand towards Yan Moshang's direction. If you ignore the cold aura on his body, people who don't know may think that they are old friends meeting each other.

"Hehe, have you condensed another clone? Didn't you get scared by my Demon Soul Curse last time?"

Holding on to his bloated body, Yan Moshang glanced sideways at the thin barrier that was about to be broken, a touch of bloodthirsty quickly slid across his blood eyes, then the corners of his lips raised, and he looked at the new clone of the Demon King with mocking eyes, a A doubt flashed through his mind, Yan Moshang was a little confused about what this cheating demon king wanted to do, if he wanted to prevent Mo Jun from absorbing his stump, he should have appeared as early as the beginning of Mo Jun's retreat, right?But...he must have other purposes, this avatar probably appeared on purpose to hold them back.

"You... Yan Moshang, it's useless to talk to this king, the barrier will be broken soon, your man's life is already in my hands, haha..."

Hearing this, the demon king's avatar was trembling with anger, and he almost didn't slap it, but he also seemed to guess that Yan Moshang wanted to provoke him deliberately, so that he would automatically stop breaking the barrier, and immediately made a more arrogant and confident counterattack , Yan Moshang looked at him calmly, feeling as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Practitioners in retreat are most afraid of being disturbed by others. If it is light, the meridian will be cut off, and if it is serious, it will be killed instantly, let alone Di Mojun. Now it is at the last juncture, and it is not easy to get a little bit of damage. He must find a way to prevent him from continuing to transmit magic power.

[Damn, you're too arrogant, Daddy, fight! 】

Xue Mu's immature and rude curses suddenly sounded in his head, and Yan Moshang frowned almost imperceptibly, this kid, he doesn't learn if he is good, he just learns to swear, it seems that he will have to restrain his partners in the future Words and deeds, at least in front of the children, absolutely do not let Biao swear.

"boom……"

While thinking about it, Yan Moshang didn't stay idle. He pulled out a sharp long sword with a swipe, turned his wrist, and moved his body slightly. Countless sword flowers with strong spiritual power shot out. The speed of tearing the air flew towards the demon king clone.

"Is that all? Yan Moshang, you have disappointed me so much."

"Clap clap clap..."

I saw the demon king waved his hand casually, and the sharp and cold sword flower disappeared into nothingness in an instant.

"Then what?"

In the blink of an eye, Yan Moshang's bloated body seemed to lighten up, and he stabbed the demon king's chest with a long sword. At the same time, his other hand quickly formed a complicated demon soul mark. The main body should not be able to travel through time and space to come here, and his clone cannot withstand the ravages of the Demon Soul Curse. As long as he is forced back with the Demon Soul Curse, they will be safe for the time being.

"Do you think this king will let you succeed every time?"

When the sharp long sword came in front of him, the Demon King suddenly stretched out his hand, two fingers tightly gripped the front end of the long sword, his gloomy eyes swept disdainfully at the other hand that was condensing the talisman, Gently exert force on the finger holding the long sword.

"Crack!" The long sword broke at the sound, and instantly turned into pure spiritual power and disappeared into the air. Yan Moshang's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly withdrew, but it was too late, and the demon king's left hand was facing his stomach like an eagle's claw caught it.

"Die, Yan Moshang!"

"Well……"

"Boom..."

The demon king's avatar drank viciously, and its claws instantly grabbed Yan Moshang's tall belly. Yan Moshang was horrified, and had to give up the half-condensed sigil, holding his arm tightly with both hands, not letting his claws touch it. Penetrating his stomach, big drops of sweat slid down his cheeks. Although Yan Moshang is only an earth spirit, he has two fighting spirits in his body. In addition, he has not broken through for a long time, and he has been persisting in cultivation. With all his cards out of the hole, Yan Moshang was still able to withstand the powerful attack of the demon king's avatar for the time being. The confrontation between spiritual power and magic power set off terrifying spiritual energy storms, and all the surrounding bars were destroyed. All crumbling.

"Yan Moshang, how long do you think you can last with your little spiritual power? Die!"

"what?"

The demon king's avatar cruelly added magic power to his arm, and the five claws instantly penetrated into his skin. Yan Moshang roared in pain, and his spiritual energy slackened for a moment, but he was forced to condense it again, sweating coldly Taking a quick look at the demon king's bloodthirsty face, smelling his own blood, Yan Moshang smiled abruptly.

"Crack..."

The hands that grabbed the devil's arm suddenly fell into his flesh, and the sound of bones breaking rang out horribly.

"Boom..."

"what is this?"

Even if the arm was torn off, the Demon King wouldn't care, anyway, it was just a clone, not his body, but just when Yan Moshang was about to tear off his arm and he tried to forcefully insert it into his stomach, the bleeding wound A mass of red light suddenly appeared, and quickly wrapped around his arm, nibbling away at his body bit by bit, the demon king's avatar was horrified, his eyes widened as if they were about to fall out, what a terrifying force, It's not something he can compete with at all. Is this the power that a person with the Eye of Hades should have?

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Yan Moshang unexpectedly gave up his arm that was wrapped in the bloody light and sucked into his body little by little, and instead grabbed his hand that could break the barrier with a little more force.

"Ah, you actually want to devour this king... Don't even think about it..."

Finally realizing the embarrassment he was about to face, the Demon King broke the barrier with a sudden leap, and grabbed his left hand, which had been almost eaten away, with his free hand, and quickly backed away, trying to stay away from the area that the red light could chase.

"Well……"

"bump……"

Seeing that the barrier was broken, Yan Moshang's body supported purely by willpower softened, and he sat down on the ground, his blood-colored eyes filled with tears, staring stupidly at the closed door, Mo Jun... …

"It turns out that Ruzao, Yan Moshang, you can't control the power in your body, as long as I use a long-range attack, you won't be able to absorb me, haha...Go to hell, Yan Moshang!"

The power in his body is frightening. The Demon King will never let him grow up. With a random wave of his right hand, a sharp sword pierces through him, carrying terrifying energy that will destroy the world, and it is approaching Yan Mo Yan Moshang's body, and Yan Moshang's whole heart was for Di Mojun's safety, and several small holes were opened in his stomach, causing excessive bleeding.There is no ability to fight back at all.

"bump!"

"Shouldn't you ask the general before moving the general?"

Just when the sharp sword was about to stab Yan Moshang, the closed door slammed and someone pulled him down from inside. Di Mojun's tall body suddenly appeared, and at the very moment, his right hand tightly grasped the sword body , with a flash of spiritual power, the sharp sword that almost took Yan Moshang's life vanished into nothingness.

"You... the peak of the spirit, Di Mojun, I never thought that this king's stump could make you!"

The demon king's avatar stared wide-eyed in horror. After feeling his cultivation at this moment, he almost bit off his own tongue. It was impossible to steal a piece of chicken. Originally, he wanted to occupy his body through the demon king's stump. His willpower is actually so strong, not only suppressing the stump in turn, but also absorbing his pure yin energy, which happened to merge with the pure yang energy in his body, and his cultivation reached the peak in one fell swoop.

Too lazy to pay attention to his croaking, Di Mojun glanced at him lightly, turned around and knelt down to help Yan Moshang, obviously heartbroken to death, but said insincerely: "Stray cat, this is the first time I see you It's so embarrassing!"

"Mo... Mo Jun..."

People are weak at times, at this moment, Yan Moshang could no longer arm himself, and threw himself into his arms, but his tall belly was very ignorantly pressed between the two of them, that picture As funny as the picture is, if the situation didn't allow it, Di Mojun really wanted to laugh out loud, but for the sake of future sexual happiness, he resolutely decided to hold back.

"It's been a long time, come on, let me stop the bleeding for you first."

Gently wiped away the tears on his face, Di Mojun hugged him and sat against the wall, just about to tear off his clothes, but his hands were caught by Yan Moshang, Di Mojun raised his head and looked at him suspiciously , Yan Moshang's face was swollen into a ball, and he said with difficulty: "You should get rid of that clone first, and then come to me and go to the hospital."

NND... My stomach hurts so much, it's not the stinging pain caused by the wound, but the falling pain at a special moment. To put it simply, he is about to give birth, isn't Nima still [-] days before the due date?

"Huh? You you you...you mean..."

Well, Admiral Shura, who never frowned even when the sky fell, was dumbfounded. He pointed at his stomach with trembling fingers, and couldn't even finish his sentence.

"Grass. You fucking hurry up."

Seeing this, the bursts of falling pain consumed all of Yan Moshang's patience. He is a man, and it is impossible for him to give birth to the child by himself. He must go to the hospital for a caesarean section. If the shame continues, their son will suffocate to death in his stomach inside.

"Uh... ok."

Basically, it was an order and an action. Di Mojun stood up slowly. When his eyes swept over the demon king clone who was about to escape and Chairman Di Laolin who rushed in with people, Di Mojun finally calmed down. .

"Grandpa, Mo Shang is about to give birth, contact the doctor, I'll get rid of this damn bug first." After the words fell, Di Mojun's body shot out, like a sharp arrow flying out, rushing at an extremely fast speed When he came in front of the Demon King, he grabbed his neck with his right hand and lifted him up abruptly like an adult playing with a child.