Chapter 648 I Don't Owe You Anything

"No! Father, don't!" Mo Qingkuang stretched out his hand, trying to catch his father's dissipating soul.

But that feeling of powerlessness, even if he is now a demigod, invincible in the world, cannot be reversed.

"Kuang'er!" At this time, Mo Yuntian's soul also began to dissipate.

"Grandpa, you also want..." Mo Qingkuang kept shaking his head.

"Grandpa has no face to live in the world. Your father has told you everything that should be said. What choice is up to you. But Grandpa really doesn't want to watch you go further and further on an evil path." Mo Yuntian's face was kind, and his body dissipated.

"Ancestor, the unworthy descendant Mo Yuntian is ashamed of the ancestors, and he will die to apologize!"

When the voice ended, Mo Yuntian also disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Ah-ah-"

Mo Qingkuang almost madly roared to the sky, and the wind blew violently.

Relatives left one after another, warning him with their lives.

It made him miserable.

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault!" He pointed at Mo Fan, "Why did you save me? Why did you give me this day!"

"Why didn't you let me die? Why did you let me suffer such pain?"

Mo Qingkuang had entered a state of madness, and his emotions finally collapsed.

He actually blamed Mo Fan for resurrecting him in the first place and leaving him in this world.

"Yes! It's all his fault. If he hadn't resurrected you, you wouldn't have suffered the pain of separation from life and death in the world. Let's go, take him with you!" The Demon Emperor induced him.

He hoped that Mo Qingkuang and Mo Fan would die together.

Mo Qingkuang turned his head and looked at him, the face that was exactly the same as Mo Fan.

"This is a matter between me and him, it's not your turn to make comments!" Mo Qingkuang said with resentment.

"Do you think I was seduced and corrupted by your clumsy alienation? I just want to gain more powerful power to prove myself."

"Do you think I would save you if he didn't destroy the source of your life?"

The Demon Emperor's expression froze.

He thought he was taking advantage of Mo Qingkuang's stubbornness, but he didn't expect that Mo Qingkuang was also taking advantage of them.

Seven huge monsters rushed out from the sea, they were the seven alien emperors.

They were not creatures from the Tianhan Continent, they were opposed by the way of heaven, and they had to work very hard to break through.

Fortunately, there were no strong men from Penglai Island guarding the crack.

When they broke in and were about to kill, they saw such a shocking scene in front of them.

"Is that Mo Qingkuang? What happened to him?" The seven alien emperors looked at each other.

"Do you think that after killing him, I won't deal with you? I want to be the savior! I want to let everyone know, including him. I can do it without him!" Mo Qingkuang gritted his teeth, almost bleeding.

"Now, I've changed my mind." Mo Qingkuang looked at Mo Fan again.

"They all say that I owe you a lot, but I think it's nothing more than the life and the resurrection talisman that I owed you in the beginning."

"Now, I'll give it back to you!"

The source of Mo Qingkuang's life began to burn, and the terrifying energy continued to accumulate in his body.

In the sky, a bloody gust of wind blew, which seemed extremely desolate.

In his body, endless green divine light bloomed, and when his life burned, the position of Feng Bo finally merged with him completely.

Now, Mo Qingkuang is the real God of Wind!

"Qingkuang, what do you want to do?" Mo Fan had an ominous premonition in his heart and said in a hurry.

"I will repay you for saving my life with my life! I will repay you for cultivating me with his life! You all look at me, I saved Tianhan Continent!" Mo Qingkuang's breath burst out, and he became a little incoherent.

His figure slowly dissipated and sank into the gust of wind.

The gust of wind was like blood, moving the heaven and earth.

At this moment, he truly merged into the world and became a god!

"You are crazy!" The Demon Emperor felt frightened for the first time in his life.

Mo Qingkuang actually broke through the realm of martial god!

Although it was at the cost of his life, he burned out the last glory.

But that was still the realm of god, even the pseudo-god realm was above him!

The Demon Emperor wanted to escape.

He felt the threat to his life, that was Mo Qingkuang who had gained power above him at the cost of his life.

The Demon Emperor rushed to the bottom of the sea. He wanted to escape back to the alien world, avoid Mo Qingkuang, the madman, and make a comeback in the future.

If he stayed here, he would probably die in the hands of Mo Qingkuang.

He still had the great cause of ruling Tianhan to complete. He had calculated for countless years, but had not yet reached that realm.

He couldn't die!

He couldn't die no matter what!

"Don't think about running, you're dead!"

In the bloody wind, a god-like low hum was heard.

That was Mo Qingkuang's final verdict!

"God!" The seven alien emperors exclaimed.

The Demon Emperor's body was swept by the bloody wind with almost no resistance.

He wailed in pain, and his body was worn away bit by bit.

Then he was reborn through the powerful energy of the demigod level.

And was wiped out again.

And so on.

The pain of the flesh and blood being crushed and annihilated was unbearable.

"You dare!" The seven alien emperors were horrified. Mo Qingkuang actually wanted to kill their gods.

The seven alien emperors ignored the consequences and merged again, rushing towards the strong wind, trying to fight for a glimmer of life for their gods.

"Just you?" Mo Qingkuang shouted coldly, and the strong wind swept, and the colorful giant body of the demon god was blown away.

Being broken up again.

It's not that he didn't want to destroy the seven alien emperors.

It's that the power of the demon emperor was too strong, and he was only a hair's breadth away from the true god.

Even with his pseudo-god power, he couldn't form an absolute crushing force.

His life source was running low, and he had to concentrate all his strength to destroy the Demon Emperor.

Not a single bit could be wasted.

As for the seven alien emperors, who cares?

Mo Fan was anxious and wanted to help, but he felt that the blood-colored wind that Mo Qingkuang incarnated was extremely resistant to him.

His power couldn't be transmitted at all!

That was the god-level annihilation wind, the real power of the wind god.

Even he couldn't bear it.

He couldn't disperse Mo Qingkuang's power.

The Demon Emperor's wailing continued, his flesh and blood were wiped out, regenerated, wiped out and regenerated.

Until the end, only a skeleton was left, lingering in the wind.

But not long after, the skeleton was also annihilated.

Everyone saw that there was still a ball of black mist torn by the wind.

There was no specific shape, no face, no limbs, no body.

It was just a ball of black mist.

That was the soul of the Demon Emperor.

The black fog was torn smaller and smaller by the strong wind, and the breath became weaker and weaker.

The bloody strong wind seemed to have reached the end of its mast and oars, and it was trembling a little.

But it still did not stop.

"Hold on, Mo Qingkuang!"

This was the prayer in everyone's heart.

As long as Mo Qingkuang persisted, he could completely destroy the Demon Emperor and eliminate future troubles.

Without the Demon Emperor, the alien race was a toothless tiger and could no longer pose a threat.

They had forgotten that they hated Mo Qingkuang just now.

Finally, Mo Qingkuang did not disappoint everyone's expectations.

The strong wind dissipated, and along with it, the soul of the Demon Emperor also dissipated.

The sky was clear again.

The breeze blew, and Mo Qingkuang's voice slowly sounded: "I don't owe you anything."