Chapter 1738: Overwhelming Hatred

When I spat out this mouthful of blood, the originally azure Yang Wu Lei was immediately stained with colorful bloodstains, and inside, it suddenly burst out with endless blood power and infinite evil spirit!

"Is this... after Yang Wu Lei swallowed my blood, did something change?"

I can feel that at this moment, the power of Yang Wu Lei surged, and the energy contained in it is much more terrifying than the normal fourth-level Yang Wu Lei!

"What kind of magic is this!" Tiger King narrowed his eyes and let out a dull roar: "The energy released... is so terrifying? But, do you really think that this emperor is so easy to kill?"

As the Tiger King's voice fell, his huge body suddenly jumped up.

Although it was just a simple leap, he seemed to shrink the ground into an inch, and came to me in an instant, with a pair of huge front claws stomping hard on my chest.

At this time, I was holding the thunder in my hand, and because of the forced operation of the fourth turn, my body was shaking violently. It felt as if the thunder in my hand weighed a thousand pounds, and it was firmly attached to my palm, making it impossible for me to throw it out.

"Qian Yu!"

Everyone was shocked, and at this critical moment, suddenly, Mao Buhui's voice rang out.

"Please give me the sword!"

As the voice came out, I saw Mao Buhui suddenly floating in the air, his hands pinched seals, and the Qi in his body kept surging.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the shadow of the Dao sword slowly emerge from his spirit platform. At first, it was just the hilt of the sword, but as Mao Buhui exerted his strength, the entire Dao sword was pulled out from the spirit platform.

"Kill the demons and exorcise the devils!" Mao Buhui pointed at Tiger King from a distance.

In an instant, the shadow of the Dao sword seemed to have traveled through endless time and space, and instantly appeared in front of Tiger King, wrapped in an inexplicable Dao rhyme, and chopped directly at Tiger King's head.

"Divine weapon? No, it's the artifact spirit!" Tiger King's pupils shrank, and then he retracted his front paws that were lined up towards me, retracted his neck, and slapped the shadow of the Dao sword fiercely.

"Puff..."

A muffled sound was heard, followed by a scream of "Ah". The tiger king's front paw was cut with a visible scar, and blood spurted out. I also moved!

"Go to hell!"

I gritted my teeth and roared angrily, and as I roared, I threw the Yang Wu Lei in my hand fiercely.

Yang Wu Lei was like a big sun, rising slowly, and then, the Qi around the world, as if it had received some kind of inspiration, gathered towards Yang Wu Lei.

And Yang Wu Lei also began to rotate rapidly, and while it was rotating, it was like a heart that kept beating.

Then, I saw Yang Wu Lei flash once, twice, and again...

Finally!

"Boom!"

A loud explosion resounded throughout the world, and the terrifying lightning illuminated the entire space. The raging energy swept across in the blink of an eye, and everyone's expressions changed drastically. They quickly retreated to avoid being affected.

The Tiger King was the first to bear the brunt of it. The moment Yang Wu Lei exploded, he was enveloped by the rolling lightning.

"Aohou!..." A tiger roar came out from the rolling lightning, and this roar was filled with too many emotions.

There was anger, confusion, and unwillingness, but more of it was hatred, overwhelming hatred...

"I am the Demon King, who dares to kill me? I am the Demon King, I am everywhere in the world, I am immortal!"

His angry roar continued to be heard in the lightning, but the next second, his voice was suppressed by the explosion of thunder, and it was completely inaudible.

"How are you?" I quickly came to Hu Zi. I saw that

at this moment, Hu Zi still had a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, his face was extremely pale, and he looked weak. Hearing this,

Hu Zi shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'm far from death, I'm just a little tired!"

I nodded, and then looked at the others.

Except for Mu Yunxi who was in good condition, the others were seriously injured.

Among them, Wang Zhenhong had an arm broken, and his empty left shoulder was still bleeding.

But he didn't care, just stood on a cliff, watching the rolling lightning, guarding against the Tiger King.

Wang Qian's shoulder was also injured, the bones were broken, and the whole shoulder collapsed. At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, staring at the lightning.

Mu Yunxi's chest collapsed, and the corpse qi was constantly overflowing through the wound on her chest, but she was a flying zombie, and this degree of injury would not cause much harm to her, but her combat power would definitely be reduced.

The one who was least injured was Mao Buhui. He didn't suffer any substantial injuries. He just looked a little listless because he had just summoned the Dao Sword and the gods. It was obvious that his energy and spirit had been almost exhausted.

Although Maoshan's two unique skills, Turtle Breathing and Divine Fighting, are a perfect match, no matter how much Qi you have in your body, your energy and spirit will always fail. Once you force yourself to continue fighting, your soul may be damaged.

At this time, everyone gathered around me, and then, they supported each other and looked at the lightning flashing in the distance.

"This time... he should be dead, right?" Wang Qian whispered.

Hearing this, Hu Zi spit out a mouthful of blood and said, "If we don't die, we won't be able to hold on. This bastard is so hard to kill. There are so many of us, and he almost killed us!"

"The ancient demon king has extraordinary combat power. If he was not suppressed by the laws of heaven, he could kill us instantly!" Wang Zhenhong whispered.

"Your hand..." Hu Zi looked at Wang Zhenhong's empty shoulders, opened his mouth but didn't say the next words.

"Don't worry!" Wang Zhenhong shook his head: "It's better than losing your head."

"Old Wang, you are afraid of nothing. Eat this and I guarantee you will grow a new arm in two days!"

As he said that, Mao Buhui took out a small transparent bottle, and inside the bottle was a piece of ghost ganoderma that was similar in shape to an octopus.

"Next!" Mao Buhui threw the bottle over, and Wang

Zhenhong took it. After hesitating for a moment, he opened it, cut a small piece of flesh from the ghost ganoderma with a knife, and then threw it into his mouth. Perhaps he felt uncomfortable, Wang Zhenhong didn't even chew it, and swallowed it directly!

"The time is almost up, the light gate will be opened again." Mu Yunxi suddenly spoke in a low voice: "The outside world should have sensed the movement in this space a long time ago, and must have blocked the light gate. How can we get out later?"

After Mu Yunxi finished speaking, he turned to look at me, and the others also turned to look at me.

I pondered for a while, and then said: "There is no better way, we can only force our way in, unless... Xuantian can open the time and space tunnel and take us out of this space directly!"