Chapter 682: Saint's Mutation

"Baiyue, all the righteous warriors here must be sacrificed without a single one left. If one escapes, I will punish you!" Chu Haiyu said coldly. Situ Reading

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As soon as he finished speaking, his figure left the platform like lightning and chased in the direction of Duan Mingkong's escape.

The demon vines along the way were actually helpless against him. On the platform, only the afterimage of his blood-red long hair gradually dissipated in the air.

Now, the first-tier masters of the righteous path, Fu Chuanwei and Xiao Shaolong, died, and another Duan Mingkong escaped, leaving only more than ten people still resisting.

However, without Fu Chuanwei, Duan Mingkong and other masters as the backbone, coupled with the heavy pressure that the Demon Saint has always brought to them, this group of righteous warriors have an impression that the Demon Sect is invincible.

So these more than ten people have no determination to fight to the death with the Demon Sect. Seeing the Demon Son suddenly leave, they are immediately happy and want to escape from this high platform through the defense array.

Although the Moon Demon Saint is powerful, it is obviously difficult to keep all the fleeing warriors by herself.

She frowned slightly, sighed slightly, and suddenly a group of runes appeared in her palm, which was added to the defensive magic circle. The blood-robed messengers felt the pressure was relieved, and they could continue to activate the magic circle and resist the attack of the nightmare vine without infusing their energy.

Many warriors have left the range of the defensive magic circle and entangled with the nightmare vine. Under the leadership of the Moon Demon Saint, the eight blood-robed messengers also joined the siege of the righteous warriors.

These righteous warriors had no intention of fighting, but they were unstoppable when they fled. Everyone burst out with a strong will to survive, and they didn't know the details of the nightmare vine. They just wanted to cut off these vines quickly and leave. As a result, the nightmare vine also grew wildly at this moment.

The cut branches and vines took root in an instant, and then they could grow incredible new vines.

The scene became extremely chaotic, completely out of Chu Haiyu's original idea. If it continued like this, even if all the righteous warriors could be killed and their best were sacrificed, the powerful Demon Nightmare Vine could also kill them all.

Seeing this situation, the Moon Demon Saint knew that it could not continue.

The Demon Sect's holy object was the key to the revitalization of the eight sects of the Demon Clan. Even if she and others risked their lives, they must obtain this holy object.

A trace of determination shot out of the Moon Demon Saint's eyes. She must do her best to kill these "sacrifices" as soon as possible.

"Blood Moon Without Hua."

Accompanied by a low chant, the Moon Demon Saint raised her hands to the sky. In her two white and delicate palms, colorful brilliance formed mysterious runes, condensing into a crescent shape in the air. As the Moon Demon Saint's vitality in her hands continued to be stimulated, the originally beautiful Baiyue, her flowing hair gradually turned into silver-white, and her beautiful eyes also turned blood red in an instant.

She glanced at the people who were trying to escape, and her red lips parted slightly, but the words she uttered were filled with a hint of gloom and fear: "Since we are here, we should make the best of it. Everyone, this is where your graves are, so why rush to leave?"

On the way to the Demon Ancestor's palace, many righteous warriors had fantasized about the charming and attractive Moon Demon Saint. After all, they were all young men under 30, and not everyone had the ability to resist the tender breasts and exquisite face.

However, at this moment, along with the change in the Moon Demon Saint's appearance, her cultivation was also rapidly improving.

At the same time, her eyes were scarlet, her face was bulging with blue veins, her two canine teeth grew rapidly, and with the hoarse and gloomy voice like a demon, a beautiful woman like a fairy had turned into a demon from hell who came to take her life.

Not far from the high platform, Ye Feng, who was secretly peeping, looked extremely ugly, because he had sensed the powerful aura of the Moon Demon Saint.

"This is... the strength of the king realm..."

Although he could not accurately sense the cultivation of the Moon Demon Saint, Ye Feng had only experienced this kind of incomparably powerful aura from the masters of the king realm, such as Mr. Zhao and Master Yan Xi.

He originally thought that among the people of the Demon Sect, the cultivation of the Demon Child Chu Haiyu was the most powerful, but he did not expect that the Moon Demon Saint, after the mutation, would surpass the Demon Child.

Boom...

The sound of the collapse of the vitality sounded on the high platform, and the Moon Demon Saint, who had already transformed, burst out with incredible fighting power.

Her body rushed left and right on the high platform, and the speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

The few righteous warriors who were still chopping vines did not even have time to think of counterattacking or dodging, and saw a residual shadow approaching them, and their bodies seemed to be fixed, unable to move at all.

The Moon Demon Saint's whole body of vitality was boiling, and her hands faintly emitted blood light.

Under the explosion of blood light, the heads of the righteous warriors present were easily cut off by the Moon Demon Saint.

Her speed was so fast that it was unimaginable. Between the extension and retraction of her palm, a life was lost. Then, the bodies of the warriors she killed would be swept by the cold wind, along with the spurting blood, and thrown into the altar pit without a single drop left.

The Moon Demon Saint suddenly showed her powerful strength, and none of the righteous warriors could escape.

Hula...

As the blood of corpses was sacrificed one by one, the magic light in the black pit became stronger, and the dark red energy churned at the bottom of the pit, like boiling red-hot molten iron.

After a while, all the warriors' blood and bodies were sacrificed. There were a total of 23 people, and only Duan Mingkong was missing. Otherwise, they would have been able to break the Demon Ancestor Altar and let the holy object come into the world.

At this moment, the Moon Demon Saint spit out a blood mist with a "puff", and her face returned to her original enchanting and delicate appearance, but at this moment her face was as pale as paper, and her body was also shaky.

"Saint!" The blood bat had expected this scene to happen, and jumped forward and supported the weak Moon Demon Saint.

The eight blood-robed messengers gathered again, protecting the Moon Demon Saint in the middle position, and the defensive magic circle also exerted its powerful power again to resist the attacks of the Demon Nightmare Vine.

Ye Feng's eyes showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

There is no doubt that this Demon Sect Saint used a secret technique that can temporarily improve her strength, so her cultivation level suddenly increased. In the blink of an eye, she killed more than a dozen Void Realm Four or Five Strike Righteous Warriors. Such strength is indeed very speechless.

But it was obvious that she had paid a huge price for this. It seemed that the Saintess of the Demon Sect had completely lost her fighting power.

"Xiao Feng, now may be your last chance."

The voice of Yuan Ling suddenly came from my mind...