Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Grew glanced around and was surprised to find that there were only four people fighting the battle. The person that he was afraid of didn't appear. Could it be that he was seriously injured last night and couldn't fight the battle? If that was the case, it would be great news!    

    

"Everyone, this time, it concerns the long-term interests of our race. If we win, the entire foreign battlefield will belong to our Devil Clan. We can rest and recover to fight for dominance. If we lose, we can only hide in the vicinity of Myriad Devil Mountain. It will definitely limit the growth of our race. The Homo Clan is growing rapidly. If they are given three hundred years, their population will increase by many times. Therefore, you must win this time. Do you understand?" Grew said loudly to the five Devil Emperors who were participating in the competition.    

    

"I understand." The five of them said loudly with high spirits and heroic spirit.    

    

Although there were only five of them shouting, their voices had spread across the entire battlefield. The hundreds of thousands of Devil Clan on the battlefield shouted in unison, "Victory! Victory!"    

    

The sound shook the ground, and the people in the city all changed their expressions.    

    

Tian Yuanjing looked at Mo Qiuhui beside him and asked in a low voice, "Alliance Master, has Feng Yimo not come out yet?"    

    

Mo Qiuhui snorted coldly. He was very dissatisfied with Tian Yuanjing's performance yesterday. If it wasn't for the fact that the enemy was pressing down on them, he would have dealt with him long ago. He said, "What? Does the Homo Clan's prosperity all depend on a young man? If that was the case, the other cultivators of the Homo Clan would have lived in vain. Remember, your mission is to think of all ways to defeat the Devil Emperor on the opposite side. Do you understand? If you fail, you should be very clear about the consequences. "    

    

Hearing Mo Qiuhui's words, Tian Yuanjing couldn't help but shiver. He could tell that the Alliance Master was unhappy with him. He quickly replied, "Yes, I will do my best to win."    

    

"I will not do my best, but I must win."    

    

The five Demon Emperors of Devil Clan came to Mo Qiuhui and the others. They looked at them coldly and full of hatred. One of them, Blood Devil Emperor, took a step forward and shouted loudly. "I'm Qi Wei. Which one of you will accept the challenge?"    

    

Mo Qiuhui looked at the Heavenly Yuan Mirror, Songjing Tao, and ZhenYutang. When he saw the three of them lowering their heads, he sneered in his heart. He slowly walked out and looked at the thirty feet tall Devil Emperor Qiwei. He said, "I will come and meet you."    

    

Qiwei was stunned. He never thought that the chief of the Homo Clan would be the first one to come out. However, the Devil Clan's ruthlessness and arrogance were vigorous. He raised his head and laughed. "Good, good, let this emperor experience the strength of the first expert of the Homo Clan!"    

    

The long staff and magic treasure used by Mo Qiuhui were damaged last night. Today, he took out a Nine Jointed Black Dragon Whip. It was also a Highest Grade Magic Treasure and an ancient treasure. It was three feet, three inches long and two inches thick. The Nine Jointed Black Dragon Whip's body was carved with profound patterns. It was obvious that it was not an ordinary item.    

    

This time, Devil Emperor Qiwei didn't use his bare hands. Instead, he ordered someone to carry a huge axe. From the moment he lifted the axe, it was the expression of the four Devil Generals who were struggling. From the looks of it, the weight of the axe was not light. It weighed at least five to six thousand kilograms!    

    

Qiwei grabbed the handle of the axe with one hand and lifted it up in an instant. He clenched his fists tightly and hacked at Mo Qiuhui's head. "Eat this emperor's axe!"    

    

Wuuu!    

    

The huge axe stirred up a gust of wind and released a terrifying demonic Qi. It pressed down on Mo Qiuhui with a force of ten thousand kilograms.    

    

Mo Qiuhui sneered. The Nine Black Dragon Whip in his hand was swung. * Hua La La La La La La La La... * The tip of the whip was straight like a spear that never failed to pierce through the Devil Emperor Qi Wei's face. * Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!    

    

His Nine Black Dragon Whip was half a meter longer than the Devil Emperor's axe. If Qi Wei did not defend himself, he would be hit in the face.    

    

Qiwei was slightly angry, and the axe in his hand slashed horizontally, sealing the Nine Black Dragon Whip.    

    

However, he forgot that the Nine Black Dragon Whip was neither a spear nor a long staff. It was soft. The blade of the axe cut the middle part of the Nine Black Dragon Whip. The tip of the whip suddenly twisted and heavily hit his arm!    

    

Although the Demon Emperor's skin was rough and his flesh was thick, and his defense was extremely strong, this strike hurt deep into his bones. His soul surged, as if the devil soul was about to leave his body. This greatly shocked Qi Wei.    

    

This whip was strange!    

    

Without time to think carefully, his entire person turned into a ball of medicinal Blood Fogs with a bang, appearing over thirty zhang away.    

    

Mo Qiuhui secretly cried out, "What a pity. If it hit the other party's head, it would definitely make this devil stand there for a moment. Even a breath of time was enough to cut off his head!    

    

That's right. This Nine Black Dragon Whip had an extremely special function: it could strike the opponent's soul out of the body!    

    

If the body lost the soul, it would not be able to move. Therefore, Mo Qiuhui would take the opportunity to destroy the enemy's body. It would be too late even if the soul returned to the body. "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!    

    

After Qi Wei became angry, he still had a lingering fear. The giant axe in his hand danced like a wheel of wind. It was airtight. He seemed to have turned into a world of axe blades, rushing towards Mo Qiuhui again.    

    

Mo Qiuhui's expression did not change when he saw this. The Nine Black Dragon Whip in his hand was also like a tiger in the wind. It flew out and collided with Qi Wei's axe. He could not even use the heavy axe. Obviously, the giant axe was also a rare treasure.    

    

The Homo Clan in Titan City looked at each other in dismay. Why did the chief not use any powerful divine ability when his technique was similar to ordinary martial arts? Could it be that the chief had not recovered from his injuries yesterday?    

    

How could they know that Mo Qiuhui was stalling for time to create more time for Feng Yimo's cultivation?    

    

Even though Feng Yimo's speed of absorbing spiritual energy was several times faster than an ordinary person's, the surging spiritual energy from the Holy Origin Fruit wasn't something that could be completely absorbed in an instant. Adding the two top-grade spirit stones and the rich spiritual energy in the cultivation room, the Dantian Spiritual Sea's spiritual energy quickly accumulated, causing Feng Yimo's cultivation to rise rapidly. He had already broken through to the tenth level of the Nascent Infant realm, and was now heading towards the eleventh level!    

    

The dense spiritual energy formed numerous big and small whirlpools around Feng Yimo, as if he was in a ten thousand year old spiritual pool. * Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! In order to allow his true self to absorb the medicinal effects of the Holy Origin Fruit alone, his second clone appeared not far away. He consumed one medicinal Holy Origin Pill after another, and used the medicinal Spirit Gathering Formations in the room to cultivate together.    

    

Crack!    

    

The top grade spirit stones in his left and right hands all turned into powder. Feng Yimo slowly opened his eyes. Fluorescence circulated around his eyes, and bright light shot out in all directions. He felt as if his entire body was filled with energy. He was already standing at the eleventh level of the Nascent Infant!    

    

"Congratulations, Your Venerable One!" The second clone smiled faintly and said.    

    

Feng Yimo looked at him and nodded, "You're not bad either. It won't be long before you break through to the third level of the Nascent Infant realm. Right. What time is it now?"    

    

"Three quarter hours in the afternoon!"    

    

"Oh no, time's up. We have to leave now!"    

    

...    

    

Boom!    

    

The two figures suddenly separated, and their tall and imposing bodies were sent flying dozens of meters away. The huge axe in their hands almost slipped out of their hands, and Mo Qiuhui, who was opposite of him, was panting heavily, as if he was exhausted.    

    

Qi Wei was furious. He took out a handful of brown grass from his back and stuffed it into his mouth. He swallowed it without chewing it. His tall body began to grow slowly, reaching fifteen meters tall. His eyes were red, and his aura had become much stronger. His body swayed, and his entire body was covered in blood. He was like a small mountain as he rushed towards Mo Qiuhui.    

    

Mo Qiuhui's expression turned serious. The first match should end soon. However, he couldn't help but feel anxious when he didn't see Feng Yimo's figure.