"Even your father wouldn't dare say that."

Although he was anxious to return to his family, he still had one thing to do before doing so.

Now that his life span is almost exhausted, he must find a way to prolong it.

Otherwise, he might have died on the way before reaching his family.

And he wanted to leave not because he was afraid of the demons, but because it seemed that these guys had forgotten his methods.

Li Lingge raised his hand and hooked his index finger towards Moxutuo.

A cold and contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Moshutuo's mouth, and the laughter sounded like the cry of a night owl, which was creepy.

I saw demonic energy surging around him, and these demonic energies moved around his body as if they had life, and finally gathered into a dark armor that was as black as ink and exuded endless chill.

He slowly twisted his neck, and every turn was accompanied by a crackling sound between the bones, as if it could shatter one's eardrums.

At this moment, the already surging demonic energy instantly swept across the entire sky, covering the sky and the sun, causing the sky and the earth to change color.

At the same time, a huge shadow with three heads and six arms suddenly appeared behind Moshutuo.

The shadow was dozens of feet tall, standing there like a towering mountain.

It exudes an incomparable aura of violence, as if it is a peerless demon that has escaped from the depths of the Nine Nether Hell.

Mashutaku's eyes flashed with blood-red light, revealing determination and coldness.

His destiny is to sweep away all obstacles in the world, completely trample the dying dusk tiger in front of him, and become the supreme being among the demons.

Like the bright sun, it illuminates the entire demon clan!

"I heard that you haven't drawn your sword in a hundred thousand years. Draw your sword now, and don't say that I didn't give you a chance."

As Moshutuo's angry roar rang out, the phantom's several thick arms began to wave wildly, bringing with them gusts of whistling wind that resounded through the sky.

At this moment, everyone in the Li family was already scared out of their wits, looking at the shocking light curtain in the air in horror.

Their eyes were fixed on the figure of Mashutaku, their hearts were beating violently, almost jumping out of their throats, and the tension in their hearts had reached its peak.

Shangguan Yourong sighed slightly, feeling a little regretful.

Li Lingge's talent is obviously superior to Li Ping'an, but it's a pity that he was born in the wrong era.

If she trains him carefully, this boy may not be able to embark on the path of immortality, and may become her capable assistant in the future.

If it was during Li Lingge's heyday, there might still be a hint of suspense.

But now Li Lingge is almost hanging on to his last breath, what can he use to fight?

The next moment.

Her originally calm eyes suddenly shrank slightly, as if she had seen something shocking.

She tried her best to control herself, but a slight cry of surprise escaped her throat.

Although the sound was not loud, it was clearly heard by Li Ping'an in this quiet environment.

Almost at the same time, expressions of disbelief and horror appeared on the faces of everyone in the Li family.

It was as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping their hearts, making it impossible for them to breathe.

Their bodies trembled involuntarily, and the blood in their bodies seemed to be boiling.