"How could there be such a monster in the world!" Shadowman went crazy, his whole body twisted violently.

The saint was almost in shock, her whole body was numb, and even her, a woman, was about to vomit.

The appearance of a demon is naturally a kind of ability, not an ordinary appearance.

It’s like many beauties can beautify people’s hearts with beauty.

This is true for Chu Ling. When she appears, even if she is a different species, she will be crazy in her heart, unstable in her heart, and obsessed with her face. This is the ability given by heaven and earth.

There is another type of demon, but the result is the same, which can make the heart of Tao collapse.

"It's so eye-catching!" Chu Yi was not having a good time, so he turned his head and closed his eyes, but the voice of the demon was also an indiscriminate attack, bewitching people's hearts.

Although the Sword Saint and others were strong and their hearts were terrifying, there was still a slight sway, which allowed Rukong and others to successfully activate the formation that had been arranged long ago.

"Blood Moon Sand River!"

This is the formation that Wu De stole from a large tomb, which is a combination of the killing formation and the illusion formation.

The desert rolls, and bloody sand forms rivers, surrounding the surrounding earth.

The sand river was everywhere, forming a ball-shaped body, wrapping the shadow and the Bodhisattva in it.

Wu De opened his mouth and blew up, and a blood-colored jade pendant shot out, turning into a blood moon, bringing down endless divine power.

Then it is not a formation, it is like a special tomb, with many mechanisms inside, which makes people lose their minds.

"This is the formation of the Supreme Blood River back then!" The sword saint's eyes narrowed, full of fear.

The breath of Tongtian burst out, and the dragon sword in the sword saint's hand roared for a long time.

"Yan Luo Immortal Lord, the formation is powerful, but what can it be? It's just a few immortal masters who use it. I believe that the Bodhisattva will be able to break through in a short while."

"What's more, killing you is enough for me."

"Kneel down, or die!" Mo Yu is the bloodline of the demon. The lines on his body are shining, and the terrifying cold wave makes the large desert freeze.

He was not worried about the situation in the formation. As the Sword Saint said, the other party's formation can only trap people, not kill people.

The black wings were covered with frost and the potential was extended. Under these huge wings, Chu Yi seemed so small.

The two of them stood in the air, releasing their breath, and dividing this space in their own small worlds. Even if the Immortal Lord arrives, they will feel extremely uncomfortable. The slightly weaker Immortal Lord will even be squeezed out on the spot.

The shock of the desert made the monks in the two cities feel powerful fluctuations.

"here we go."

Behind the True God Son, a formation pattern appeared, turned into an eye, crossing thousands of miles, revealing the situation in the center of the desert above the city.

Countless people looked up, all of them were stunned.

"Immortal Lord Yan Luo is going to fight with both sides. What exactly happened?"

Everyone was shocked and suspicious. They could not hear the sound and could only see the scene. But imagine, something amazing must have happened.

"I heard that it was the Immortal Lord of Yan Luo who kidnapped the Saint, but why did the Hidden Realm also participate?"

The immortal master looked up and glanced at him. He found that he was sitting cross-legged and presided over the formation Rukong.

"My former friend, after leaving the West Heaven Palace, should I be happy or sad for you?"

Zun Shenxianzun murmured, "But I know that your strength has become stronger. Now I am afraid I am not your opponent."

"I'm so lonely. I'm standing here, no one cares about it."

The immortal master looked around. Although he was strong, he was not at the peak.

"I'm not willing!"

"I am obviously the first genius created by Wanshen Township, and I should be the one who should attract the attention!"

"I should be the one fighting there!"

"What is the true son of God, the sword saint, the Bodhisattva, and the Immortal Lord of Yama, I will definitely be trampled by me in the future!"

"I'm going my own way!"

After leaving the city, he turned around and took a deep look.

His every move back then attracted attention, but now, no one has noticed his departure.

Everyone was watching the sudden battle.

"Let me see how strong this Immortal Lord Yan is." The true God's face was plain, but he had no worries.

In a huge prison in the city, the black heads were shaking.

Most of the people who are detained here are wasteland people.

"king!"

"It's our king!"

"Pray, pray for our king!"

All the people from the wasteland fell to the ground, and their eyes looked hard at the sky through the gaps in the prison.

...

The dragon sword lies across the sky, the two feathers cover the sun, and the vision is amazing.

Whether it is the Sword Saint or Mo Yu, they are all terrifying people. Generally, immortals can't pass a few moves in their hands.

The stronger the person is, the stronger the strength will be in this era.

A crazy era!

Both cities on both sides noticed the battle here, and the war drums sounded, swallowing thousands of miles of energy.

The wind and sand are roaring, and the drums are roaring.

"It's a pity that it's not a peak battle." Chu Yi sighed.

"What is the peak?" The Sword Saint had a knot in his heart.

"The emperor of the heavenly court, the chaotic Saint Gala, the mysterious mortal heart, is said to have another descendant of the chaotic creature, Emperor Mu."

"If it were the four of them, it would be the peak battle, but unfortunately you are not."

"Arrogant, Immortal Lord Yan Luo..."

Mo Yu smiled strangely, his eyes were like cold iron. His wings swung, and in an instant, a black feather penetrated the space.

A sound of paper tearing came from the void.

Click!

Suddenly, Zhu Bajie stretched out his hand and pressed the void directly. The feather fell out from it and fell on the desert. A large area of ​​desert suddenly disappeared.

"kindness?"

Whether it was Mo Yu or the Sword Saint, he was startled and looked at Zhu Bajie.

I saw Zhu Bajie wearing big flower shorts, kicking Mo Yu with a kick.

There was no skill in this attack, but countless people were shocked to find that wherever Zhu Bajie passed, the space was like cotton candy, constantly sinking.

An amazing crack appeared directly above the sky.

That punch was blocked by Mo Yu's wings, and it exploded in an instant and rushed into the sky.

A large number of ripples shook, Mo Yu's pupils shrank suddenly, his body continued to fall, and then he stepped heavily onto the desert with one foot.

In an instant, within a hundred miles, the yellow sand exploded and splashed into the sky.

There was silence.

Everyone's eyes were dull, and the true son of God was stunned.

He knew that Mo Yu's strength could represent the mystery here, and compared with them, he was not even apart, but was shot down to the ground by a pig.

"It's not that Mo Yu is weak, but that pig is too strong!"

"Can't it..." Suddenly, his expression suddenly changed.

Mo Yu spread his wings. His wings were very big, and the feathers on it were condensed with frost. However, now many feathers fell on the ground.

He could feel the huge power just now, simply power.

Someone actually asked him to retreat with his strength?

And, it's just a pig.

"Immortal Lord Yan Luo, I didn't expect to have any helpers left, which was really an accident." The Sword Saint said in a cold voice.

"You... are weak..." Zhu Bajie pressed the pig's trotter down.

"Eat my shit."

"It's you!" The Sword Saint paused his eyes and finally knew what the pig was from.

This is the divine pig pressing above him!

"I... the Pig Fairy... I'm dead!"
To be continued...