Feng Jiu placed one hand on Xuanyuan Mo Ze's chest, using the endless regeneration power of the Green Lotus to repair his wounds. Listening to the words of the Demon Lord, she sneered: "A defeated general will always be a defeated general! I wanted to let you live a little longer, but now, you are seeking death, I will make you also taste the feeling of being torn apart and unable to reincarnate forever!"
“Hahahahahaha!”
The Demon Lord raised his head and laughed loudly, but the laughter suddenly stopped, and his cold and bloodthirsty eyes fell on her: "Do you think that I will be destroyed by you like the Lord of the Black Lotus back then? I am not afraid to tell you that I not only got the ancient black lotus, but also got the power of the Lord of the Black Lotus hidden in this black lotus. You want to destroy me? Ha! Wishful thinking!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black aura condensed in his palm, and he rushed forward and attacked Feng Jiu, Xuanyuan Moze and the others.
Feng Jiu placed one hand on Xuanyuan Mo Ze's chest. When she saw the demon lord coming, murderous intent flashed in her eyes. She slowly withdrew the aura in her palm and said to the three children behind her: "Look at your father."
As she finished speaking, she took a deep breath, a green light flashed in her hand, and she rushed towards the Demon Lord in front of her with the Qingfeng Sword in her hand.
"call!"
"call out!"
“Bang, bang, bang!”
Two figures, one red and one black, were fighting in mid-air. The powerful fluctuations of their aura made the entire air become oppressive. Xuanyuan Moze and the three children did not feel anything under this pressure because they had powerful contracted beasts in their bodies. However, the chaotic airflow was like a series of blades passing by, making them worry that the air blades would hurt their father.
"Daddy, does it hurt?" Yue'er looked at him with red eyes, her little mouth pouted, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Daddy doesn't feel any pain, Yue'er, be good, don't worry." Xuanyuan Moze's face was pale and he spoke weakly. It was all his fault for being careless, thinking that it was his father who was not on guard, but he didn't expect that the Demon Lord could transform into such a real person that was difficult to distinguish.
He moved his palm and a pill appeared in his hand. When he was struggling to raise his hand to swallow the pill, Hao'er beside him hurriedly helped to pick up the pill and handed it to his lips.
"Daddy, medicine."
Haoer said, and quickly took out some water from the space. After he took the pill, she fed him a mouthful of water and looked at him nervously: "Daddy, you will be fine. Mom is a good doctor and she will cure you."
"Well, don't worry, Daddy will be fine." He smiled weakly and comforted them. In fact, the reason why this blow was so heavy was that the demon lord's entire hand pierced into his chest, leaving a hole in his chest.
If he hadn't narrowly avoided the heart at that critical moment, his entire heart would have been taken out. Even though he was very powerful, with such injuries, he could only sit here and do nothing.
At this time, he saw a stream of air coming towards this side. Fengjiu was fighting with the Demon Lord and didn't notice this side. When he was thinking of raising his hand, he heard a childish voice next to him shouting coldly.
“Qilin!”
"Silver Wolf!"
“Ouch!”
As Mu Chen and Hao'er shouted coldly, the ancient mythical beast Qilin and the snow-white silver wolf jumped out from their bodies, blocking them and shielding them from the danger ahead.