Now Mo Tiancheng, Tang Wencai and Xiao Hun are naturally confronting each other because of the blood-soaked armor. However, Wan Mo, the lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, and Yu Xiangrou, the lord of the Jile City, seem to have no intention of taking action immediately. The Buddha is watching the changes and waiting for a suitable opportunity to take action.

"The defense of the blood-soaked armor is amazing, it is worthy of being Mo Qi's hands! Unfortunately, the defense of this armor requires the owner to maintain it with the essence and blood in his body!" Seeing that he came forward, the remaining Wan Mo and Yu Xiangrou still had no intention of taking action. Tang Wen couldn't help laughing, and then spoke again, telling a secret related to the blood-soaked armor: "After wearing this armor, if the armor is attacked, the master wearing the armor will be extracted. The greater the power of the armor being attacked, the more blood it will be extracted. Until the body is drained from the last drop of blood, the abnormal defense of the armor will be destroyed! From this point of view, if there are no more people joining forces, it will be really difficult to deal with you!"

After saying this, Tang Wencai sneered and glanced at Wan Mo, the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, and Yu Xiangrou, the Lord of the Jile City City, and then turned his eyes and looked at Mo Tiancheng whose eyes changed slightly at the moment and said, "When Mo Qi was killed, an elder in the sect sect happened to witness the entire battle. Unexpectedly, he accidentally discovered some secrets about blood-soaked armor. How about Master Mo Gu? What this sect master said is not bad?"

After hearing Tang Wencai's words, Mo Tiancheng's face was slightly dark, but he did not deny it. What Tang Wencai said was indeed the fact and there was no way to deny it. Mo Tiancheng's son Mo Qi wore the blood-soaked armor when facing the siege of demon cultivators from multiple demon sects.

During the fight, Mo Qi, who was called the demon-level genius of the Demon Sect, wore blood-soaked armor and had few against the masses. But as the saying goes, two fists could not defeat four hands. By drawing blood-soaked armor as defensive energy, Mo Qi fought alone in several demon sects. Finally, after suffering countless attacks, the blood-soaked armor drained the last drop of blood from Mo Qi's body, and Mo Qi died because of this.

Before Tang Wencai told these secrets, Mo Tiancheng originally planned to compete with Xiao Hun and Tang Wencai with the blood-soaked armor. As long as the four Mahayana masters present joined forces, Mo Tiancheng could still be able to deal with the blood-soaked armor with the confidence.

But Tang Wencai told the disadvantages of using blood-soaked armor, which was undoubtedly fanning and igniting fire. It would probably make Wan Mo, the lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, who was still waiting for the opportunity, and Yu Xiangrou, the lord of the Jile City, make the decision to join forces to deal with Mo Tiancheng.

Once the four of them join forces, even if Mo Tiancheng is extremely powerful, he may be unable to resist the situation of being poisoned. Although it has blood-soaked armor to protect the body, the excellent defense ability of the blood-soaked armor comes from its own blood. Therefore, the more attacks the armor are and the more powerful the attacks are, the more and more blood is drawn. The four of them join forces, Mo Tiancheng will not be able to last long for the essence and blood in his body.

Sure enough, after Tang Wencai told these secrets about the blood-soaked armor, Wan Mo, the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, and Yu Xiangrou, the Lord of the Jile City, both showed a touch of emotion. Then they turned their eyes to Mo Tiancheng, and a trace of greed flashed in their eyes. Soon, Wan Mo and Yu Xiangrou exchanged glances to Tang Wencai and Xiao Hun, and finally made strange laughs.

As the laughter spread, strands of white mist floated out of the four people's bodies. Then a gust of cold wind blew, and gradually the mist became thicker and thicker, covering a large area nearby. Finally, the figures of the four people also disappeared without a trace with the fog. Seeing this strange image, Mo Tiancheng's face suddenly darkened and he spoke in a low voice: "It seems that the four of you want to join forces to deal with me!"

In the vast fog, Mo Tiancheng's words also came to everyone else's ears. The Mo family members began to worry about Mo Tiancheng. Before the fight, Mo Tiancheng was still poisoned and had not been relieved. Now, they have to deal with four Mahayana masters with equal strength alone. The severity of the situation can be imagined. If Mo Tiancheng had a few shortcomings, the situation in the Mo family who were in the Demon Sect can be imagined.

"Master Mo Gu, Xiangrou is a female person and doesn't like to use force!" In the thick mist, a pretty figure with a strange body made a vague and illusory voice: "On weekdays, Xiangrou is quite interested in music. How about Master Mo Gu listens to Xiangrou playing a pipa song?"

In the thick fog, the erratic and moving voice of Yu Xiangru was like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley, making people feel pity for unconsciously. The Buddha subconsciously could not help but obey the instructions of the voice. However, after hearing this, Mo Tiancheng's face suddenly darkened, and then he turned his wrist and a silver-white spear appeared in his hand. His eyes glanced slightly in the fog, and Mo Tiancheng immediately became alert.

Seeing this, Yu Xiangrou in the fog couldn't help but chuckled. The gauze covering her face was difficult to cover her worldly appearance. In the white and thick fog, even the charming and graceful body seemed beautiful.

Looking at Mo Tiancheng who looked alert at this moment, Yu Xiangrou's slender hand raised slightly, but there was a pipa in his hand at some point. Then, his fingertips gently moved the axis to pluck the strings. A series of strange string sounds came from the depths of the thick white fog, melodious and continuous. As Yu Xiangrou's slender hand accelerated to pluck the strings, the originally gentle pipa song suddenly became more and more rapid, until it turned into a series of powerful wind blades containing the power of sound and killing, sweeping towards Mo Tiancheng in the fog.

In the fog, Mo Tiancheng's powerful spiritual consciousness had already dispersed like a spider web. As long as there was any wind and movement nearby, Mo Tiancheng would react immediately. However, the rapid wind blade that suddenly condensed in the air still made Mo Tiancheng look solemn, and his body quickly dodged backwards: "Yin Feng Mo Qu!"

As a master of the Mahayana period, Mo Tiancheng has been in the Demon Sect for many years and is very familiar with the various sects of the Demon Sect. Yinfeng Moqu is a set of sects created by Yu Xiangrou, the lord of the city of Jile City. It also makes many masters of the Demon Sect tell him. This kind of sect is not known for its power, but it is famous for its insidiousness.

It is said that the Yinfeng Magic Song can change at will with the rhythm of the master playing. The offensive turns into real and real, and it turns into virtual, making it difficult to defend against. Various killing moves, either illusions, wind blades, or other things are produced in the unpredictable rhythm of sound. Moreover, the most critical advantage of this technique is that the offensive is continuous and there is no need to stop at all. Once the opponent is hit, it will be difficult to get any chance to breathe!

While his body dodged, Mo Tiancheng also began to immediately explore Yu Xiangrou's figure in order to quickly counterattack. However, what surprised Mo Tiancheng was that Yu Xiangrou's concealment ability exceeded expectations. Even if Mo Tiancheng raised his spiritual sense and perception to the limit, he could not detect any trace of Yu Xiangrou. But just as Mo Tiancheng concentrated on exploring Yu Xiangrou's trace, Yu Xiangrou's graceful figure slowly emerged in the air behind Mo Tiancheng!

"Master Mo Gu, what are you looking for?" A soft smile was heard, and the Yu Xiangrou behind Mo Tiancheng made a vague sound accompanied by the noisy pipa song. However, this gentle and beautiful sound came into Mo Tiancheng's ears at this moment, and it was like thunder, which made Mo Tiancheng's heart suddenly shock!
Chapter completed!