As soon as the Demon King's incarnation appeared, he took control of the situation with supreme power.
Except for nearly half of the powerful underground monsters around, those who were still alive were captured and protected by it.
"...The juniors of Yunmeng Tiangong really have some tricks up their sleeves and are actually able to see through our clan's arrangements,"
The incarnation of the Demon King straightened his body, his long purple-black hair fluttering in the wind behind him, and a low and majestic voice sounded: "Just letting you succeed like this, doesn't it mean that I, the blood descendant of the underground saint clan, am too incompetent? I have to give you one after all.
It’s a profound enough lesson!”
Xue Bingxuan, who was wearing flying clothes, snorted coldly: "If it were your true self coming in person, we really wouldn't be able to do anything to you. How dare you be so arrogant in just one incarnation? Who gave you the courage and confidence?"
In an instant, the storm surged, and the earth trembled and cracked open countless branch-like gaps. As the phantom of the alchemy cauldron behind the senior sister slowly rotated, while suppressing the fierce power of the Demon King's incarnation, one layer after another of nearly transparent flame barriers fell from the sky.
, sealing off a space of more than ten miles in radius.
The destructive power that the Demon King's incarnation can unleash is extraordinary. In order not to affect the ordinary people in the city, Xue Bingxuan used means in advance to limit the scope of the battlefield. Otherwise, many strong men would really let go of their hands and feet to fight, and the entire giant city would be destroyed in an instant.
For ruins.
"Haha... The younger generation who has received the inheritance from the ancient Yunmiao Immortal Lord seems to be quite good, and his destiny is not simple. It seems that there is room for further progress in the future? I can't let you continue to grow!"
The Demon King's incarnation was calmly talking, the terrifying aura rising all over his body, and a strange-shaped scepter about ten feet long, with golden light shining through the darkness, appeared in its hand.
The ferocious beast head on the top of the scepter lit up, emitting a lot of crystal clear black light, which not only blocked the attacks of the three senior sisters, but also slowly but firmly expanded outward.
Wherever Wu Guang passes, it forms its own territory. Countless brain-eating vines, wandering cypresses, blood-leaf grass, skeleton demon trees, and various unknown plants spring up from the ground like bamboo shoots after a rain, nourished by the infiltration of Wu Guang.
It grew crazily and quickly formed a large-scale climate.
Unlike the common vegetation and spiritual plants on the surface, these things spawned by the scepter were hideous, ugly, and extremely aggressive. In just a few breaths, they broke through the flame barrier set up by the elder sister and spread rapidly towards the surrounding city.
Wherever these monsters pass, mansions and courtyards are razed one after another, and roads are covered. All living creatures will be entangled and killed by them in an instant if they fall into them. Not only will their flesh and blood be swallowed up, but their souls will also be unable to escape.
Luo Wanqing's expression was cold: "You old and immortal bitch, you even took out the Holy Rod of Soul Prison? Do you want to completely destroy the entire city?"
"Haha... If you juniors are not able to withstand the test of me, then you will have no choice but to die! The tens of millions of common mortals in this city can be used to hold a grand blood sacrifice ceremony!"
There is a trace of madness that destroys all things in the cold voice of the Demon King's incarnation.
Suddenly, all the disciples present changed their expressions. For monks above the Enlightenment Realm, the average lethality of these monsters is not high, but they have a huge numerical advantage, and after all, mortals occupy the majority of the creatures in the city.
Most of them have no resistance to these underground monsters.
Luo Wanqing's figure quietly disappeared. When she reappeared, she had touched the vicinity of the Demon Emperor's incarnation. A two-foot-long and extremely thick wolf-tooth war hammer was swung in her hand. There were countless fine light talismans on the hammer's head.
Flying and flashing.
A deafening explosion was heard, and the wolf-fang war hammer pulled out a terrifying afterimage in the air, like an ancient sacred mountain collapsing, falling heavily on the black light field supported by the Holy Staff of Soul Prison.
Amidst the loud noise like the earth shattering, the black light field dimmed obviously, and then quickly returned to its original state. The Fourth Senior Sister's all-out attack failed to break through the protection of the Holy Staff of Soul Prison.
The incarnation of the Demon Emperor glanced at her with a slightly surprised look: "You are a little kid from the Witch Clan, you are quite extraordinary. It seems that the ancestral bloodline in your body has begun to revive? It's a pity that the time is still short, so it's not something to worry about!"
"Come again!"
Luo Wanqing's momentum was rising steadily, and countless violent undercurrents of air surged. Behind him, a giant figure about a hundred feet tall, with muscles all over his body and wrapped in animal skin armor slowly emerged. He held a shield in his left hand and raised his right hand.
Hammer, his cold eyes filled with endless fighting intent stared at the incarnation of the Demon King.
In the blink of an eye, Luo Wanqing's body, whose strength had suddenly increased, turned into countless afterimages, surrounding the Demon Emperor's incarnation and hitting hundreds of heavy blows. Amidst the heart-stopping explosions, the black light field held up by the Holy Staff of Soul Prison
The expansion trend was finally curbed, and it slowly shrank to a radius of several miles before stabilizing again.
As Qi Yalan waved her hand, the ten thousand-foot-long sword energy rolled back down with unparalleled momentum, and the billowing flames poured out from the elder sister's alchemy magic weapon. The two combined together to turn the vegetation wherever it passed into ashes, wiping out everything.
Clear out all areas infested by underground monsters.
"...Hmph! This Soul Prison Holy Staff is an important inherited weapon of my lineage of underground saints. It is refined from the heart of the Nine Netherworld Soul-eating Nightmare Mother Tree. How many of you juniors still want to deal with it?
It would be more like it if your master came over instead!"
The cold voice of the Demon King's incarnation echoed in the sky. The scepter in his hand suddenly began to expand rapidly. Countless thick bloody roots sprouted from the end and penetrated deeply into the ground. Countless branches and leaves grew from the top. A cold and deathly atmosphere enveloped the whole place.
field.
At this time, many elders and disciples had arrived, but they all retreated under Xue Bingxuan's order. It seemed that such terrifying monsters were no longer capable of being resisted by ordinary strong men, and a rash attack would only increase casualties.
In just ten breaths of time, this Holy Staff of Soul Prison turned into a terrifying giant tree that connected the sky and the earth. Countless thick branches as black as ink and leaves twisted and danced like living creatures, creating countless hurricanes and turbulence.
Qi Yalan activated the ancient sword of Jiyou, and the swords were more than a hundred feet long. The condensed sword light fell like raindrops, cutting off a large number of branches and leaves, and at the same time, it also left countless deep marks on the trunk of the tree.
With the sword mark, a large amount of purple blood spurted out, and then rolled back.
At this moment, the Demon King's incarnation has melted into the interior of this giant tree, further increasing its majestic power. Even the senior sister's Respect Treasure Alchemy Cauldron cannot suppress it.
Following the blood-curdling roar, countless vines as thick as water tanks and resembling giant pythons burst out of the ground, quickly rising to a height of thousands of feet, spitting out billowing black poisonous magic mist, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
"Why are you so difficult to deal with?"
Xue Bingxuan frowned lightly, it seemed that she had no choice but to use her trump card, otherwise if this incarnation of the Demon Emperor continued to wreak havoc, there was no telling how many ordinary people would die.
"Sister, I...I want to..."
Qin Muling, who was beside her, poked her smooth and tight waist and said weakly.
Xue Bingxuan replied angrily: "Do you still want to help? Save it, this level of fighting and fighting is not something you can interfere with now!"
"..."
Qin Muling opened his mouth. He really didn't know how to explain it. The mysterious seeds in the sea of consciousness had just moved, and an extremely strong devouring impulse was transmitted. It was obviously aimed at the giant tree transformed by the Holy Staff of Soul Prison.
Perhaps... the innate Hongmeng spiritual species has a natural suppression of any living beings belonging to the plant and tree species? So it can compete with this monster tree?
It's just that this matter involves my biggest secret, so I can't tell my senior sister clearly, and even if I tell her, she won't believe it.
At this moment, an extraordinarily thick vine-like branch was covered by the black mist and struck like lightning. It swept past Xue Bingxuan's side at the last moment. It once got close to a short distance before being caught by the protective light curtain.
I managed to stop it.
Seeing that the fighter plane was fleeting, Qin Muling could no longer care about anything else. He raised his hand and tapped the ferocious vine that exuded a ferocious aura. The shadow of a slender leaf glowing with purple light appeared from his hand, gently.
Wrapped up in the vine.
In an instant, it was like thunder from the sky stirring up the fire on the earth, and the rolling muffled thunder exploded continuously in the sky. Qin Muling only felt that the spiritual energy essence, so powerful and majestic that it made him tremble, rushed madly along the vines, one after another.
Endless.
Under normal circumstances, this level of spiritual energy turmoil would be enough to completely annihilate Qin Muling, leaving nothing behind. However, some mysterious power perfectly absorbed all the spiritual energy essence that was passed on, preventing him from being affected at all.
"What...what is this?"
The voice of the Demon King's incarnation was filled with shock and anger, echoing in the depths of the black mist: "My origin? My origin is actually being lost in large quantities? What a bastard! Juniors of Yunmeng Tiangong... what on earth are you doing?"
The giant tree in the depths of the black mist began to struggle and twist like crazy, and the countless vines that extended out were quickly recovered. Although Luo Wanqing and the three girls were not sure what was going on, this did not prevent them from continuing to launch an offensive and beat up the drowned dog! Wuliang
Fierce flames and thousands of sword rays covered it.
The shadow of the Demon King's incarnation emerged from the giant tree transformed by the Holy Rod of Soul Prison, and he frantically used various methods in an attempt to curb the loss of his own energy and spirit, but to no avail.
After a few breaths, even the origin of the Soul Prison Holy Rod began to be severely squeezed and devoured by the mysterious power, and there was no sign of stopping at all.
With the cultivation level of the Demon King's incarnation, he came to the conclusion in an instant: If he didn't stop quickly, he might really die here today.
Although it is just an incarnation, its death will still cause great damage to the body, which requires a lot of resources and time to recover. The Soul Prison Holy Staff is one of the most sacred objects in the clan, and it must not fall into the hands of Yunmeng Tiangong like this.
.
"...That's all! Juniors of Yunmeng Tiangong, you will win this time, we will see!"
With thousands of thoughts in his mind, the Demon King's incarnation quickly made up his mind, launched an escape technique at the cost of some of his body essence and blood, and broke through the blockade in one fell swoop and disappeared into the sky.
This chapter has been completed!