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Chapter seven hundred and fifty second curse power(1/2)

Is this demonization?

Mo Yu frowned, and the person in front of him exuded a strong curse aura, but his powerful power was built on it.

It's indeed weird.

With a low growl, the ghost figure rushed out, and the future was coming, and the tyrannical aura was overwhelming.

With a thought, Mo Yu suddenly raised his hand and blasted forward.

"No!" Thirteen exclaimed, "The physical strength of the demonized monk is extremely terrifying, please avoid it!"

But at this time, it was too late.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and the space visible to the naked eye twisted and burst out from collision, and countless small cracks appeared in the sweeping place.

The expected scene did not appear, Thirteen couldn't help but open his mouth, and a deep shock appeared in his eyes.

Mo Yu just took a step back and dissolved the power of the collision. The demonized ghost was bombarded for more than ten meters before he could barely stop.

Just one blow, the two of them will immediately judge the difference.

Mo Yu... He actually has such strong strength!

Without waiting for her to think about it, Mo Yu stepped on her feet and her body turned into a phantom, rushing towards the ghost and leaving.

Although there is only one person, its momentum is better than that of thousands of troops, and it means that it is impossible to resist without any resistance.

He waved another punch, Guida hurriedly raised his hand to resist, but the power of this punch exceeded his expectations, shook his thick arm with red and flesh back and hit him heavily on his head. The flesh and blood were torn apart by powerful force, and a blood immediately splashed out, and the blood actually turned pale black.

The ghost growled in pain, but the flesh and blood on the wounds quickly squirmed, and countless granulations quickly wriggled and entangled together, causing the wound to heal.

Seeing this scene, Mo Yu frowned, but his figure did not stop. He flashed and rushed out again, appearing in front of Gui Da.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"...

The low and loud noise was like a three-layered animal skin drum, bringing strong auditory penetration power, and the ghost figure kept retreating in the repeated blows.

Mo Yu did not use any profound magical powers, but with his stronger body and faster speed, he completely suppressed him at a disadvantage, and could only passively with a roar.

The two of them fought very quickly, and with Thirteen's cultivation level, they could barely see clearly. She stared at the scene in front of her, and never expected that someone could fight the demonized monk with her body alone without the power to fight back.

Unconsciously, Mo Yu's figure became taller in her heart. Thinking of her previous attitude towards him, Thiran's face felt a fever.

Suddenly, there was a roar in the field, and her eyes fell, and she saw that the ghost's body trembled violently due to pain. Her body grew again with the crackling sound of bones. The exposed red flesh and blood actually cracked countless cracks on its own, and the surface withered and contracted on its own, forming a layer of flesh-and-blood armor, covering his body.

The aura emitted by this person also soared again, causing the surrounding space to become distorted and blurred.

"Second demonization!" Thirteen suddenly reacted and screamed, "Don't worry about me, don't you escape quickly!"

Mo Yu looked at her and her impression of her improved a lot. This woman seemed not too bad.

But now I want to leave, but it’s too late.

Looking at that blurry space, his eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but feel very interested in the so-called demonized power. If he could suppress the backlash of this curse, only relying on the powerful power it burst out, his strength would soar rapidly in a short period of time.

Seeing that Mo Yu had not moved, Thirteen was anxious, but before she could speak again, a black shadow suddenly jumped out.

"Forcing me to perform the second demonization at a great cost. Today, no one of you can escape!" The low voice with endless murderous intent, stirred in the air like rolling thunder.

Before he could fall, the ghost figure had already arrived in front of Mo Yu, and the fist wrapped in the flesh and blood armor was smashed down with the power of breaking the sky and breaking the earth.

With a loud bang, Mo Yu's figure burst back dozens of meters, without any fear, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

After the second demonization, the power of this monk burst out more than twice as much as before.

It's really strong!

"Hahahaha! You hit me so hard just now. Now it's my turn. It depends on how long you can hold on!" As the roared, Gui Da's body rushed over again.

"Mo Yu, you are no match for him, run away quickly!" Thirteen screamed and spoke.

Yu Guangshuoke glanced at her anxiety, and Mo Yu was stunned but didn't speak. He looked forward and said lightly: "Do you think this can suppress me?"

A hint of coldness appeared slightly as the corner of his mouth moved. His figure suddenly moved, and the powerful force burst out instantly, causing the space under his feet to shatter in an instant.

It was like a shadow, which directly collided with the ghost, and what followed was the earth-shaking loud noise.

The violent power fluctuations caused the void to stir up huge waves, like a tsunami, sweeping and falling in all directions.

The two were so fast that they could not see clearly even Thirteen. They could only vaguely detect two entangled shadows, one big and one small, fighting fiercely in the narrow space.

Five figures flew from afar. It was the Thirteenth team of monks who came to Thirteen carefully and were stunned when they looked at the terrifying battle in the distance.

"Captain...what is going on?"

Thirteen bit his lip, "Ghost masters the power of demonization, and the design wants to kill me."

"Ah! Is this happening?"

"I almost got cheated, but fortunately the captain is fine."

"What's going on now? Could it be that a certain adult from my patrol officer happened to be here?"

"It must be like this, otherwise who would dare to provoke a demonized monk!"

"As a person who can fight fiercely with the demonized monk, this lord must be one of the strongest people in my patrol department!"

Old Wu, who had not spoken, frowned and suddenly whispered: "Although the demonized monk is terrible, it has not reached this level. Judging from the aftermath of the power burst out from the battle, I am afraid that it is not much different for the emperors of the king level."

Thirteen's pretty face showed complicatedness, "You said it right, but this...is a second demonization."

The space suddenly became quiet, and shock appeared on the faces of the monks in the Thirteenth Team.

They had joined forces with other teams to hunt down demonized monks, but they had never seen the terrifying criminals who had been demonized for the second time.

But this does not mean that they do not know the terrible strength of this existence.

In the scriptures, there are several records of encirclement and suppression of the second demonized monks. The lines are stained with blood. I don’t know how many monks of the patrol died in the fight.

And at this moment, in front of them, there was a second demonized monk!

Old Wu first came to his senses, with a hint of excitement in his eyes, "Captain, is it that my patrol officer who is here in person? He can fight with the second demonized monk head-on, and he must be the most high-ranking adult!"

"Ghost 2, Ghost 3 have been caught... Are we fighting side by side with such a powerful deacon?"

"It's great. With this experience, our 13th team will be envied by many colleagues!"

Jingqing is a slightly thin female cultivator with admiration on her slightly dark cheeks, "Captain, tell us the name of this great deacon."

"Great Deacon." Thirteen smiled bitterly, "He does have such strength, but he is not one of them." Her eyes swept over the team members, and her voice suddenly became low, "The one who is fighting with Ghosts is the new member of my Thirteenth Team, Mo Yu."

"ah!"

"Don't speak!"

The five people exclaimed, their faces full of disbelief.

At this moment, with a loud "bang", the two entangled figures suddenly separated, and the ghost's body flew away from him. There was a blood hole in his chest. Through his eyes, you would find that the beating heart in his chest had now disappeared.

The sticky black blood gushed out of his mouth and nose. The powerful body after the demonization made Gui Da not die immediately after suffering such a fatal injury. He trembled and stretched out his hand, "Give me my heart back!"

Mo Yu was holding a huge heart in his hand. Even though it had been taken out of his body, it was still beating violently, trying to escape as if it was spiritually trying to struggle and escape, but in the iron-cast big hand, it was destined to be futile.

"Okay, if you want it, I'll give it back to you." He raised his hand and threw his heart out immediately.

Ghost's eyes suddenly burst out with ecstasy, and his hands suddenly tear the wound in his chest, and he wanted to put his heart back directly. With his powerful physical recovery ability, it was enough to merge with the physical body again in an instant.

But just when his heart was less than one meter away from him, the violent beating suddenly stopped, and then it burst suddenly and turned into countless minced meat.

"No!"

With a scream of despair, Gui Da reached out to grab it desperately, stuffing pieces of minced meat into his chest, but the surface of his body began to melt, forming a pool of scarlet and blood solution, which continued to slide down his body.

Soon, only a black skeleton was left, and cracks began to grow on each bone, which eventually broke into a blank of dust.

The demonized monk seemed to have merged into a ball with his body. After the body was destroyed, the soul was also annihilated and vanished.

Mo Yu's expression did not change at all, but he was quite nervous.

In the soul space, the black blood evil spirit outside the Jiesha Ku Tian bow surging wildly, suppressing a ball of black and gray aura, rushing left and right for a long time before it slowly calmed down.

"Suppressed for the time being." Lu Tian's voice sounded, "Master, we will start to take action immediately and try to analyze this curse power."

The sound fell, and the black blood evil energy quickly contracted, with the power of curses, shrinking into a little, and flashed into the Cheek and Shakuha Sky Bow.

Mo Yu felt relieved. Before he killed Gui Da, he had a plan in his mind, but he was not sure whether it would work.

Now it seems that he has done it right. Although he needs to take some risks, if the analysis is successful, he can master the power of this curse, which will naturally be of great benefit to him.

All this happened in secret, and with the cultivation of the thirteenth team of monks, it was absolutely impossible to detect it.

Mo Yu turned around and said, "He is dead. Maybe you can take away some of the dust that has been transformed from his body to prove to the headquarters."

"Ah...oh, you're right." Old Wu stuttered, "I'll do it now."

He took out a jade screen and carefully filled it with some dust. His eyes were still unbelievable.

It's really him!

The captain didn't say...what happened...ah, I don't know if I offended him before.

Not only Old Wu was like this, but the rest of the people had the same thoughts. Although they didn't say anything, they seemed to have a bit of resentment in their eyes.

Captain, you are too unreliable this time!
To be continued...
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