The human race's expedition to the endless sea this time is a full-scale attack.

While Fengxi Hongyuan and Li Jianqiu were locked in a battle, other battlefields were also going on with extremely fierce life-and-death battles.

Boom!

Giant eagles as huge as mountains descended from the sky and pressed down on them.

They are bathed in thunder and wreak havoc on the world with extremely terrifying power. With every move, they can evaporate a vast ocean and destroy island groups everywhere.

This is a bunch of wild beasts!

Poisonous Demon Saint's face was heavy as he stared straight at the handsome but vicissitudes of life at the rear.

The Slave Saint——Long Zhandu!

It is said that boxing is afraid of young people.

This point is particularly evident in the poisonous chapter demon saint who has run out of oil and is entering the final years of his life.

Because the Poison Chapter Demon Saint's strength has already declined from the seventh level to the sixth level.

The Saint's Realm is a realm with a level of heaven and earth, and almost no one can defeat the enemy across levels.

As long as there are those who can defeat the enemy across levels, there are only a few in each major era, including the destiny of the two races.

Being able to defeat enemies across levels in the realm of saints can really be called the qualifications of a great emperor. It is not an exaggeration at all!

Now.

The reason why the Poison Chapter Demon Saint chose to fight was because he wanted to burn his last bit of glory and contribute to the Demon Clan and his own Nine Poison Octopus Clan.

Although Xuan Guangqiao promised to protect the Nine Poison Octopus Clan, the Nine Poison Octopus Clan and the Poison Chapter Demon Saint Zhangku also have their own integrity.

He would rather die in battle than die in a hospital bed!

"Sage of Slave Dao, haha. Come to think of it, it's time for me to come to an end."

Poisonous Demon Saint had white hair and dry skin. But when he looked at the vibrant and prosperous Long Zhandu, he smiled.

boom!

A trembling sound started up.

Poison Chapter Demon Saint decisively burns the last bit of his life source without leaving any room for it.

Wow~

His purple blood filled the air, rising up in an instant and flooding the place like a sea.

At this moment, the Poison Chapter Demon Saint's strength returned to the level of a seventh-level saint, shining as brightly as the sun, unstoppable and unobstructable.

This sudden and huge change immediately caused Long Zhandu's face to turn pale and his mind to tremble.

Long Zhandu didn't even think about it, he immediately ran away and ran away without looking back.

"The magical power of poison - the disaster of evil poison!"

The Calamity of Poison is the natal magical power of the Nine Poison Octopus, and it was once used by Zhang Fan, the genius of the demon race, when he was competing with Xuanguang Qiao.

Now used by the Poison Chapter Demon Saint, the power is even more amazing and terrifying.

"Fan'er, if there is an afterlife...that's it, that's it."

Poisonous Demon Saint recalled the past and wanted to say something to his most proud junior, Zhang Fan.

At the last moment, he suddenly felt relieved and no longer blamed himself for Zhang Fan's failure in overcoming the tribulation.

Poison Chapter Demon Saint closed his eyes, smiled, and burned everything in himself, imbuing this magical power of poisonous disaster.

Boom!

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

The Poison Chapter Demon Saint completely dissipated and disappeared from the world.

And the purple mist was like the rolling sea, causing chaos in the Dao marks, and the darkened world suddenly lit up.

now.

The majestic poisonous gas is surging, the corruptive gas is filling the air, and the wild beasts are wailing and screaming in pain.

This area of ​​the sea seemed to have been cursed by corrosion, collapsing on its own, causing numerous spatial turbulences.

"Damn, damn!"

Long Zhandu felt heartbroken as he watched all the wild beasts he had finally obtained with great difficulty fall away.

But now, he had no time to feel more distressed, because the purple poisonous mist with the charm of decaying all things was condensing into a huge octopus, charging towards him with a ferocious face.

Once he is contaminated, he will be dragged down by the Poison Chapter Demon Saint and fall on the spot!

Thump, thump——

A rapid and violent flapping of wings sounded.

The Thunder Dream Eagle under Long Zhandu spread its thick wings and ran fast.

It is like a ray of thunder and lightning, flying across the void. One breath can travel hundreds of thousands of miles, and the speed is astonishingly fast.

This Thunder Dream Eagle is a desolate beast from the dream path. It is expected to break through to the eighth level of the ancient desolate beast realm. It has all kinds of magical colors. It is the powerful combat power that Long Zhandu has paid a huge price to exchange for!

However, no matter how powerful the Thunder Dream Eagle is, it is only in the realm of a sixth-order desolate beast, and it is difficult to compete with the seventh-order divine power.

"ah!"

Long Zhandu felt the deadly threat getting closer and closer behind him. His eyes were red and he roared unwillingly.

After that, his fingers flew around, and many slave magic seals were shot out in his hands, and they slapped on the Thunder Dream Eagle under him.

In contrast, the Thunder Dream Eagle beneath him expanded and expanded, its aura was fierce, and it was infinitely approaching the realm of the seventh-level ancient wild beast.

next moment.

Long Zhandu stepped a little further and escaped from Thunder Dream Eagle.

The Thunder Dream Eagle turned around and pounced towards the purple octopus. The two collided with each other, and the sky and the earth darkened.

Rumble——

Thunder Dream Eagle tore into pieces and turned into blood. It let out a heart-rending scream, which made Long Zhandu feel even more distressed.

But fortunately, at the expense of Thunder Dream Eagle, Long Zhandu blocked Poison Chapter Demon Saint's last brilliant move with great difficulty.

From a certain perspective, Long Zhandu crossed the sixth level and killed the seventh-level demon saint, which was extremely remarkable.

Long Zhandu, who was just staring at this scene, was holding his hands tightly.

He was quite unwilling. If he had known this, he would not have accepted this task.

Because the rewards and efforts are not equal at all, it is not worth it at all!

But fortunately, as a slave saint, he can once again raise a herd of wild beasts.

It's just that he would have to spend time and energy searching for a dream beast with powerful combat power and extraordinary potential like the Thunder Dream Eagle.

"Alas~" Long Zhandu couldn't help but sigh, turned and left.

However, within a moment, Long Zhandu's mind went blank and his face was horrified.

Because he was actually targeted by a demon clan genius!

Nine swords, blades of grass and swords fly!

The former White Tiger Overlord, once compared with Xuan Guangqiao, is the peerless genius of the current generation of the demon race!

"Come die!"

Ye Jianfei shouted angrily, the cold sword in his hand clanked, and the sword energy spread thousands of miles.

Ye Jianfei was determined to kill Long Zhandu, the slave saint.

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Since ancient times, slave souls have not been divided into different families. The most similar thing is that the eighth emperor of the human race, the Soul-killing Demon Emperor, enslaved many demon saints as playthings through the slave path, and even enslaved the Nine Nether Phoenix. This is a great shame for the demon clan!

Ye Jianfei had long since set his sights on Long Zhandu, the slave saint, but he just didn't have the chance to take action.

Now is the killing moment!

Qiang——

The sword's intention penetrates the body, and the whole body is icy cold.

The sword energy is imaginary and cold and biting.

The sword light shot up into the sky and illuminated the entire world.

The pupils in Long Zhandu's eyes dilated, and his mind froze. A chill shot up from his spine to the sky, his scalp was numb, and the chill completely enveloped his whole body.

Facing Ye Jianfei's long-dormant killer move, at this moment, he had no time to make any effective reaction.

At this moment, the past experiences appeared in front of Long Zhandu one by one, and he was watching the lantern.
To be continued...