Chapter 2411 What if I Admit It?

"What is your purpose?"

Jin Zhenhai was slightly startled, and the other demons in the God Realm were also puzzled. Si Tu

They really couldn't think of the reason why Mo Wuqing came to the Demon Pavilion.

As for conflicts, the demons have not recently taken action against the Demon Soul Clan.

On the contrary, the Demon Soul Clan has been letting the arrogant boy named Mo Pingtian plunder and slaughter their race in the waters of the Sea of ​​Death.

These days, Jin Zhenhai has been talking with his colleagues about when to teach them a lesson and let the Demon Soul Clan pay the price for their actions.

Unexpectedly, before they took action, Mo Wuqing was the first to complain and ran to the Demon Pavilion to make trouble before them.

"Mo Wuqing, what is the matter, you'd better explain it clearly!"

Jin Zhenhai's face turned cold, and his heart was furious.

The Mo Wuqing in front of him was so arrogant, thinking that he was in the seventh level of the God Realm, so he had the confidence to come to the Demon Pavilion alone to shout. Did the demons really dare not deal with him?

"Hmph!"

Mo Wuqing groaned, demonic energy rolling around his body, and demonic fire flashing from his eyes.

He was angrier than Jin Zhenhai and other monsters, because in his opinion, the one who could really hurt Mo Pingtian must be the genius of the monster race.

How could the genius of the monster race take action without the instruction of the Monster Pavilion? Now Jin Zhenhai and others are pretending here, which is simply hateful.

"Since you want to know, then I will tell you!"

Mo Wuqing flicked his sleeves and said coldly: "My elder brother's third son Mo Pingtian was killed by the monster race. Today I am here to ask for an explanation!"

Speaking of this, Mo Wuqing paused slightly, murderous intent surged in his eyes, staring into Jin Zhenhai's eyes, and said word by word: "If you can't satisfy me, the monster race will definitely pay a painful price!"

"Mo Pingtian is dead?"

Jin Zhenhai looked at the other monsters in the God Realm, and surprise appeared in his eyes.

They really didn't know about this. Mo Wuqing said that Mo Pingtian was killed by the monster race. What evidence did he have?

Regardless of whether Mo Wuqing had evidence or not, Jin Zhenhai and other monsters felt extremely happy after they reacted.

They had wanted to kill Mo Pingtian for a long time, but now someone helped them to accomplish this.

"Humph!"

Jin Zhenhai sneered and looked at Mo Wuqing and said, "Mo Pingtian is extremely arrogant. He repeatedly robbed my monsters and killed my people. What if I kill him?"

"So, you admit it?!"

Mo Wuqing's expression became ferocious.

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, all the monsters in the Monster Pavilion laughed and looked at Mo Wuqing sarcastically.

"What if he admits it? Mo Pingtian deserves death. He is seeking death. He deserves death!"

"Even if my demon clan killed Mo Pingtian, what do you want? Doesn't he deserve death for what he did?"

"Get out, you old immortal. Mo Pingtian brought this upon himself. Why are you asking for an explanation? I am already merciful of my demon clan by not destroying your demon soul clan!"

The gods started to curse. In their opinion, it didn't matter whether Mo Pingtian was killed by the demon clan or not. They were not even interested in investigating the matter. After all, Mo Pingtian's death was a great thing for them.

Jin Zhenhai smiled indifferently at the words of the demons. He and the demons had the same idea.

What's more, the demon clan and the demon soul clan had always been at odds. Mo Wuqing came to the demon pavilion so arrogantly to ask for an explanation. If they gave it, they would lose face.

"Good! Very good!"

Seeing the demons so arrogant, Mo Wuqing trembled with anger and stretched out his finger to point at the demons fiercely.

"Remember this, my Demon Soul Clan will not let this go. From today on, the Demon Soul Clan and the Monster Clan will go to war!"

"To go to war?"

When these words came out, all the monsters were furious, and Jin Zhenhai also burst into murderous intent, with endless demonic energy sweeping out.

"So, you, old immortal, are here to declare war on my monster clan today?"

"Hmph, so what if I declare war!"

Jin Zhenhai responded tit for tat, with a burst of momentum, and the mighty power of the seventh level of the Divine Realm crushed down.

For a moment, all the monsters' faces flushed, and they were all greatly suppressed, and they became more and more angry. Mo Wuqing was so arrogant, if he really let him go like this, the monster clan would lose face.

"Since you dare to come to my monster clan to be presumptuous, then you stay!"

Jin Zhenhai's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly blasted out with a palm, and the vast demonic energy surged out from the palm of his hand, gathering into a series of exquisite runes in the air.

"Set up the formation!"

With a cold shout, the demons of the God Realm pushed out their palms at the same time, and runes spread all over the place.

This scene shocked Mo Wuqing's heart, and he had a vague feeling of something was wrong. Just as he was about to leave the Demon Pavilion, he heard a buzzing sound.

From the outside, the mighty Demon Pavilion hanging in the air actually burst into dazzling divine light, like a sun releasing infinite power.

At the same time, a series of formation patterns also emerged, spreading from the top of the Demon Pavilion like flowing water, instantly covering the entire Demon Pavilion, and these formation patterns also emerged inside the Demon Pavilion.

"Ten Thousand Demons Refining Heaven Formation!"

Mo Wuqing stood in the Demon Pavilion, only to feel a series of terrible pressures, like an infinite mountain pressing on him, making it difficult for him to breathe, and even more horrified in his heart.

"Is this the true power of the Ten Thousand Demons Refining Heaven Formation?"

Mo Wuqing was like being splashed with a basin of cold water, and his anger suddenly extinguished at this moment. The power of the Ten Thousand Demons Refining Heaven Formation was extremely powerful.

He couldn't even contend with the seventh level of the Divine Realm. The upper limit of this formation might be able to resist the existence of the eighth level of the Divine Realm.

"You are a bunch of evil monsters!"

Mo Wuqing realized that he was in danger and couldn't help cursing. Two countries did not kill envoys when they were at war, but he came to the Demon Pavilion to declare war, and they were actually going to kill him.

"Humph, you are courting death, no one can save you!"

At this moment, Jin Zhenhai shouted angrily, and showed a saber in his hand. The blade was blood red and crystal clear like blood glass. There was an eyeball on it, staring at Mo Wuqing.

"Everyone, kill this demon!"

Jin Zhenhai raised his sword and pointed, killing intent, and rushed up first.

Seeing this, the demons also attacked fiercely, and every magical power was done with all their strength, without holding back.

"Damn it!"

Mo Wuqing had never been insulted like this before. This scene was like closing the door to beat a dog, which made his face hideous and twisted.

"Lawless!"

Mo Wuqing flicked his sleeves, and the black robe on his body soared into the sky, swelled in the wind, and suddenly enveloped the entire Demon Pavilion.

For a moment, the Demon Pavilion seemed to have turned into a demonic domain. In this demonic domain, Mo Wuqing's fighting power soared. With a wave of his hand, his magical powers had the power to destroy the world and wanted to kill all the demons!

But at this moment, the Demon Pavilion shook slightly, and the Ten Thousand Demons Refining Heaven Formation burst into divine power. Small formations appeared out of thin air on all sides of the Demon Pavilion, and then the divine light that crushed the space and penetrated everything burst out.

"Chi Chi Chi!"

The black robe that covered the sky and the sun was constantly pierced at this moment. In the blink of an eye, it was like a broken bag, full of holes, and the demonic domain was also shattered.