Hearing the words of the demon refining saint, Zhang Huanjin and the two of them stared at each other.
"Do you think I would believe this kind of sowing discord?"
"Believe it or not, it's just that the Nine Realms are vast and boundless. If you miss it this time, you will still want to capture the demons next time, unless they throw themselves into a trap.
Otherwise it will be as difficult as climbing to heaven," the demon refining saint replied.
Zhang Huanjin glanced at Mr. Mo deeply and said, "You look at the three of them, I will chase that kid."
As he spoke, he tore the void in front of his eyes, looked for Xu Zimo's position, and chased after him.
The void was constantly changing. The holy power around Zhang Huanjin was so powerful that he thought he was much faster than Xu Zimo.
He didn't know where he escaped into the void, Zhang Huanjin just followed Xu Zimo's escaping breath.
Finally, not far ahead, he saw the figure of Xu Zimo.
Although the figure flashed past, he was still caught by him.
Zhang Huanjin tore open the void in front of his eyes, and before he knew it, he had arrived outside the Zixia Holy Land.
Xu Zimo stood in front, looking at him with a smile.
That posture didn't look like running away at all, but rather like waiting for him.
"The remnants of the demon clan, please hurry up and capture them," Zhang Huanjin said with a big hand, not talking nonsense to Xu Zimo at all.
That big palm was as thick as a mountain peak and suppressed it directly.
"What's the rush?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"I can't run anyway, so I'm afraid you'll run away."
The big palm fell, and there was only a "bang" sound, and a big palm also stretched out from the void, blocking Xu Zimo's front.
The two palms touched each other, and Zhang Huanjin's figure took several steps back.
Just now he looked at Xu Zimo solemnly and said: "The Holy King must be a remnant of the Demon Realm."
After he finished speaking, the figure of Demon Lord Tianpeng slowly walked out.
Seeing the Tianpeng Demon Lord confirmed his suspicion.
"You guessed it right, but there's no prize," Demon Lord Tianpeng said with a smile.
Zhang Huanjin gradually became serious and snorted coldly: "Today I am coming to the Holy Court, and none of you can escape."
"You'd better look at your own situation first," Xu Zimo snapped his fingers.
In an instant, four powerful auras rose up from around Zhang Huanjin.
These four auras are all great saints exuding holy power.
They happened to be the Canopy Demon Lord, the Red Blade Bull Demon, the Seven-faced Demon General and the Demon of Despair, Baimeng.
The four people did not simply surround Zhang Huanjin, but stood in a peerless formation.
This peerless formation was developed during the battle between the Demon Realm and the Holy Court.
The Holy Court researches formations with the core of destroying demons.
The demon tribe naturally focuses on killing immortals.
Four great sages guarded the formation at the same time. When the powerful force came, Zhang Huanjin, who was suppressing, could hardly lift his head.
At this moment, Zhang Huanjin's whole body was ice-cold.
He knew that he had fallen into a huge trap.
Before, he was only focused on chasing Xu Zimo, but didn't think too much about it.
Originally, in his conjecture, even if Xu Zimo had someone to protect him, they were just the remnants of some lost dogs.
Now it seems that the Holy Court has seriously underestimated Xu Zimo's strength, as the opponent has already gathered four demon generals.
"What do you want to do?" Zhang Huanjin asked.
"What do you think?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Lord, what can I say to the people in the Holy Court? Let him try the sharpness of the ax in the hands of the old cow," the red-edged bull demon shouted.
"I'm afraid he just wants to die now," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"Don't worry, I won't let you die."
If Zhang Huanjin is killed now, the opponent has a soul of life and death and cannot be killed permanently.
In the end, it is just a serious injury, and it will be resurrected using the soul of life and death.
When the time comes, you can tell the Holy Court all the details about Xu Zimo.
Zhang Huanjin snorted coldly, and the sword blade in his hand flew into the air, directly heading towards the formation.
The endless sword intent surged, as if he was trying his best to break the formation.
"Suppress him and seal the pulse gate," Xu Zimo ordered.
The four people of Baimen jointly activated the formation, and the demonic energy soared into the sky, holding up the thick dark clouds above their heads.
And in the dark clouds, the demonic iron chains slowly fell down.
The power of the Holy Court comes from the immortal energy.
It is said that the founder of Holy Court created his own technique when he founded Holy Court.
This technique can cultivate the immortal energy and can extremely restrain the evil energy.
But later the demons also fought back, and eventually improved their own demons' skills, resulting in mutual restraint between the demonic energy and the fairy energy.
Immortal energy can restrain demonic energy, and demonic energy can always restrain immortal energy.
In the end, it still depends on which side is stronger.
When the iron chains with purple lines and covered with demonic energy fell from the sky, Zhang Huanjin's face changed drastically.
The sword energy in his hand tore apart the formation even more crazily, and shouted: "Kill me if you have the ability, the demon race will be destroyed one day."
"I guess you won't be able to see whether the demons will be destroyed, but I will let you take a good look at it the day the Holy Court is destroyed by me," Xu Zimo said.
"Devil Lord, let's challenge each other if we can, don't be a coward," Zhang Huanjin shouted angrily.
"If you want to fight in a one-on-one fight, you are not qualified to be an existence of the level of the Saint Ancestor and the Immortal Lord," Xu Zimo shook his head and said.
Completely ignore the opponent's aggressive tactics.
He inherited the inherited power of the previous demon lord.
Once you use this power, you can instantly have power comparable to the previous demon lord.
It's just that this power will be lost every time it is used. Xu Zimo must have used it carefully before he reached the peak.
It would be a waste to use this kind of power on Zhang Huanjin.
As the chain fell bit by bit, Zhang Huanjin became more and more panicked and fled in a hurry.
However, the iron chain was indestructible, and it imprisoned Zhang Huanjin's head and limbs bit by bit.
Zhang Huanjin couldn't even speak, let alone struggling.
The immortal energy in the body is like stagnant water, unable to be mobilized, and almost all the veins are blocked.
Zhang Huanjin's figure fell on the spot, and Xu Zimo stepped forward step by step and said lightly: "I know that if I ask you about the Holy Court now, you won't say anything.
So I don't want to waste any more words and will give you some time to think about it.
If you still don't want to say anything, then I will destroy your veins.
Believe me, the Holy Court will not need a useless person."
Hearing this, Zhang Huanjin became very emotional.
However, Xu Zimo didn't bother to care about him, and directly opened the portal of China Continent and threw the other party in.
Once you enter the mainland of China, you will be the world under your control.
After settling Zhang Huanjin's matter, Xu Zimo looked at Baimeng and asked, "Have you found the place I asked you to follow before?"
"Sure enough, the Lord knows things well. There is an independent small world eight hundred miles away," Bai Meng nodded.
