Shen Lang, Fengyang and other masters of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance had already discussed a set of extremely rigorous tactics for this battle, and their cooperation was flawless.

Once Du Xuan wanted to defeat them one by one, Shen Lang and other monks could always rescue them in time, leaving Du Xuan powerless.

After fighting for a while, the Chaos Flame Spirit became weaker and weaker, suffering more and more wounds. The flames on the surface of its body were much dimmed, and it was extremely consumed.

"Damn it, we can't go on like this!"

A trace of fear finally arose in Du Xuan's heart.

He has tried his best, but still can't open a breakthrough. Until now, he is in danger, and all the chaotic spiritual power in his body has been consumed, binding the Chaos Flame Spirit's body tightly.

"No!!! Let me go!"

Du Xuan was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were split apart, and he screamed hysterically.

He tried to break free from the shackles of these colorful runes, but found that the chaotic spiritual power in his body was completely sealed, and even his own energy and spirit were shaken away.

The golden glow vase cut off the three flowers on top of Du Xuan's head, and the three golden flowers between Chaos Yanling's brows were completely dimmed.

The Chaos Flame Spirit was sealed in a colorful space, and its huge body could not move at all.

A lot of cold sweat broke out on Yun Henzi's forehead. Fortunately, the Chaos Flame Spirit was extremely weak, otherwise he wouldn't be able to seal it with the Golden Cloud Vase.

Precisely because Yun Henzi's three losses and seven calamities were about to come, and he was in a period of weakness, Shen Lang did not let his master join the battle from the beginning, and only stayed at the critical moment to play a role.

The development of the matter was exactly as Shen Lang expected. If Du Xuan had not fallen into an extremely weak state, Yun Henzi might not have been able to control him with the help of the Jinxia Treasure Vase.

Shen Lang's plan went smoothly. Now that his body is completely under control and he has no ability to gather three flowers together, Du Xuan has become a piece of fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by others.

"Don't... don't kill me! I am willing to surrender to my Taoist friends and be a slave forever. I beg your Taoist friends to spare my life!"

The huge fear before death broke Du Xuan's backbone. Chaos Yanling looked at Yun Henzi with a horrified expression, and made a shrill cry for mercy.

Yun Henzi's expression remained normal and he said calmly: "Disciple, do it!"

"This person has lost the ability to gather three flowers at the top, let's attack quickly!"

Shen Lang shouted loudly, and then activated the Tiangang Pure Yang Sword Formation with all his strength. The silver sword shadows and light blades all over the sky merged with each other, condensing into nine huge silver scorching suns, and bombarded towards the Chaos Flame Spirit sealed in the mid-air.

"Eclipse the sun, light and rain!"

"Tianxuan Light Realm!"

"Evil King Curse!"

"Fengxiao Jiutian!"

"Space bursts!"

Led by Shen Lang, Fengyang, Gu Yue, Ouyang Changfeng, Su Ruoxue, Bai Lan, Meier and other monks used all their strength to attack the Chaos Flame Spirit with overwhelming terrifying attacks.

“Dong dong dong!!!”

The explosion sound was like the sky falling and the earth collapsing, colorful spiritual lights flashed, and the strong light drowned everything around.

The huge Chaos Flame Spirit was blown away by the explosive attacks all over the sky, and its flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The explosion sound lasted for thirty or forty breaths, and then gradually subsided.

The body of the Chaos Flame Spirit tore into pieces and turned into streaks of flames, exploding like fireworks. In the end, the form no longer existed and the body collapsed.

The soul of the Chaos Flame Spirit turned into a stream of golden air and was taken into the Golden Cloud Vase by Yun Henzi.

Everything became quiet.

"It's finally over."

Shen Lang and the other monks let out a long breath, their faces showing the joy of surviving a disaster.

"Fellow Taoists, wait until we clear out the remaining soldiers in the outer realm before we celebrate."

Shen Lang shouted loudly.

"good!"

Everyone responded one after another and joined the battle group on the Qishan side.

The battle situation on the Qishan side is also quite optimistic. Top masters such as Evil Shadow God Xiuhua Ziling played a great role. The losses of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance army were not too great and were within the acceptable range.

The two true immortals are dead, and the remaining army of holy monks is just a turtle in a jar.

As Shen Langxue Ye Shengjun and other monks joined the battle, the scene was no different from a massacre, and the battle ended in less than ten minutes.

The entire army of five million monks in the Holy World was wiped out, and the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance also lost six million monks.

The Ten Thousand Demon Alliance may seem to have suffered a considerable loss, but compared to the Holy Realm Monk Army, whose overall cultivation level is two levels higher than our own, this loss is already considered very small compared to the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance's army of more than one billion.

This battle was a complete victory, and the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance captured a large number of top-level magic weapons, including more than a dozen fairy weapons!
Chapter completed!