Chapter 2524: The demons disappear

The demon Lord will know who the real descendants of the genocide are, which makes Jiang Yun a bit surprised.
To be honest, Jiang Yun now, in addition to his own life, the most want to know is who the descendants of the genocide are.
However, Jiang Yun has always promised that once he agrees, he must do his best to complete it.
And to help the devil to find a real demon, such a thing, Jiang Yun really has no confidence.
"Jiang Yun, even if there is no sacred object, I can still kill you. As long as you die, this holy thing will still belong to me!"
Just as Jiang Yun thought about the answer to the Lord’s deal, the voice of Magic Yuqing also sounded again.
Moreover, he took a step from the shoulder of the sorcerer's sorcerer's shoulder, and his body shape also exploded in an instant, turning into tens of thousands of feet, neck and body sides, but also with two skulls and four arms. Stretched out.
Three heads and six arms, the dead magic body!
It turns out that Mo Yuqing has also cultivated a true sorcerer.
In terms of pure power, the Mozu is exceptional in the Nine.
In addition, the strength of the magical feathers returned to the late stage, and this is why he is able to take the Mozu and force the other eight!
"Jiang Yun, die!"
The sound of the magical feathers violently screamed like a thunder, and it blew up above the sky. He lifted his foot and stepped on Jiang Yunyu.
This scene, like the statue carved out by the Mozu, is to step on the foot of Jiang Yun, the mortal tribe!
However, in the face of the magical foot of Magic Yuqing, Jiang Yunlian did not change his face. The faint saying: "The nine ethnic groups in the extraterrestrial battlefield have really made me too disappointed, and there is no need to continue wasting time here!"
"You, you don't have to choose!"
With the fall of Jiang Yun’s voice, he has raised his hand and pointed to the foot of the magic feather green.
"boom!"
An understatement of the finger, even did not touch the foot of the magic feather green, the vortex above the fingertips has exploded, instantly skyrocketing, like a dragon, directly engulfed the body shape of the magic feather blue !
The wind of silence envelops the body of the magic feather blue, sweeping toward the sky!
When the end of the sky was reached, the wind of silence exploded again, dissipated, and no sound was heard.
Among them, it is already empty.
Just now everyone saw the magic feather green rolled up by the wind of silence, and it disappeared!
In this scene, everyone has widened their eyes, and his face is extremely shocked.
Many of the nine ethnic groups present at the scene, although the strength is uneven, but the weakest is also the Tao, and the strongest is the return to the source.
However, the eyes of all of them have no way to penetrate into the whirlpool of the wind of silence, and naturally they do not know where the magic feathers are.
Jiang Yun is simply not ignoring the shock of everyone, not even looking at the sky, not looking for the whereabouts of the magic feather green.
He did not happen as if nothing had happened. After turning his eyes away from the faces of all the nine ethnic groups, he said faintly: "From now on, I hope you will remember one thing."
"Sometimes, giving up is not necessarily a bad thing!"
I don't wait for everyone to understand the meaning of Jiang Yun's sentence. In Jiang Yun's body, there is once again a wind of silence.
The wind of silence also blasted in the air, turning into countless slaps of the size of the slain, and heading toward the entire nine-placed land, heading for the body of the nine descendants.
Of course, some people are not facing the threat of the wind of silence.
For example, the Yinling Horde, the Jiang and the Qiang tribes, and the entire Mozu!
Faced with the wind of silence that rushed to front of them, the descendants of the nine ethnic groups, including the patriarchs who are still trying to communicate with the Great Five Peaks, are unable to resist.
They can only watch the wind blow into their own body, and then condense into a... slave print!
From this moment on, the nine ethnic groups who had already restored their freedom have now become slaves.
However, this time they did not become the slaves of the genocide, but became the slaves of Jiang Yun!
As for the patriarch of the lobe, it is strange why Jiang Yun did not give himself and others a slavish print. His eyes suddenly appeared, and nine people had appeared.
The next moment, I heard the crisp applause sounding one after another.
After only a few interest rates, the patriotic patriarch was already swollen and swollen in front of Jiang Yun.
He was originally a fog, and now he was stunned by a violent temper. He didn't know what was going on. He was very straight and there was no pain.
"Hey!"
Then, his body trembled a little, and he, like everyone else, clearly felt that there was a slave in his body.
Although the patriarch of the Moss did not know what happened, other people saw it clearly. From the altar of the heavenly sacred world, nine figures were rushed out, both men and women.
Moreover, the breath of these nine figures is the same as that of the magic feathers!
This is enough to surprise them.
It turns out that in addition to the one that can counter the old Mozu sword, there are still nine strong people who have returned to the source.
Even if Jiang Yun does not shoot, these nine people can easily destroy all their nine ethnic groups!
What's even more frightening is that these nine figures are just bending over and facing Jiang Yun deeply, with a hint of taboo on their faces: "Please also ask the Lord to give us a chance!"
Jiang Yun calmly looked at the nine lonely strongmen: "Look at the fact that you have helped the master, I have not happened this time."
"But you have to do something for me."
"In this world, there is no need for a family like the pseudo-magic to exist in the world!"
When the nine people heard the face, they smiled and said, "Thank you for the Lord!"
The Mozu people, especially the elders of the Mozu, and the face of the Lord Moteng suddenly changed.
Jiang Yun accepted other ethnic groups as slaves, but did not lay a slave for the Mozu, so they were still a bit strange, but now they understand that Jiang Yun actually wants to destroy the Mozu.
Among the Taoist domains, Jiang Yun let go of the Mozu.
However, I did not expect that in the extraterritorial battlefield, the Mozu actually chose to betray, which made it impossible for Jiang Yun to forgive them.
Even, don't bother to accept them as slaves!
In the next moment, the Mozu family has already risen to the sky, and the old man in the loneliness smiles coldly and reaches out to the altar of heaven and earth. He sees a stone post suddenly shot a beam of light, directly bringing the Mozu to the old Shrouded.
The other eight strong strongmen also flashed and rushed to the Mozu people.
Only the magical face stood there in panic, still looking for the whereabouts of his father.
Jiang Yun’s voice sounded:
You don’t have to find it, your father is already dead!

The face of Magic Teng changed again, blurted out and debuted: "Impossible!"
"You can also try it!"
Jiang Yun reached out and pointed, and a group of silent winds wrapped the magic.
This time, everyone clearly saw that the wind of the silence had blown away, and the body of the magic was dissipated immediately until it finally disappeared completely!
After a moment, the nine powerful strongmen also rushed back, and glanced at Jiang Yun’s ritual, and then they couldn’t help but say that the patriarch of the lonely family entered the heaven and earth altar!
So far, the nine ethnic groups in the extraterritorial battlefield, only the eight ethnic groups, the most powerful demon, has disappeared in less than a quarter of an hour.
However, the lack of the Mozu is only temporary.
Because Jiang Yun’s gaze once again looked at the sorcerer’s sorrow:
My life, the true descendants of the sinisters, and the origins of your sacred objects!

"As long as you promise me these three conditions, I will help you find a real Mozu!"