The tall demonic shadow transformed by King Wei Ling stood deep in the clouds, with a pair of deep and dark eyes overlooking the tiny Yu Yuan on the ground.
There was another Weiling King, surrounded by several banshees, waving his hands indifferently.
Every time he waved his hand, a stream of black flames penetrated the "soul trap" set by the banshees, causing the banshees' habitual spiritual secrets to become ineffective.
The person who attacked Yu Yuan was just a special clone of King Wei Ling.
The magic gun burning with black flames changed slightly as the light in his eyes changed.
The three powerful demon wolves, which are also burning with dark flames, seem to be condensed from the magic gun divided into three parts, and they approach at the same second.
Click!
The space above Yu Yuan's head, in front of him and behind him, was like a broken mirror.
The three demon wolves all emerged together, their body shape, posture and biting attack all in unison, staring at Yu Yuan's chest, back, and head.
Yu Yuan, who was holding the piece that was mainly used to bury the Dragon of Time and Space Dragon Slaying Platform, suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes.
With a calm expression on his face, he raised the gray-white dragon-slaying platform.
Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!
Above his head, chest and back, there seemed to be three invisible "secret doors of time and space" open, revealing a desolate, dark, and cold smell.
Immediately, he saw the figures of three ferocious demonic wolves disappearing into thin air little by little.
It seems to be slowly being swallowed up.
King Wei Ling in the void groaned, and quickly formed an ancient magic seal with his hands. He took three drops of blood essence from the body of another King Wei Ling and stuffed it into the ancient magic seal that contained positioning and return.
The magic words that carried through the past, present and future whispered: "Come back."
Clusters of black flames, like pitch-black eyes, flashed around Yu Yuan one by one, as if they had finally found their way back after tens of millions of years.
The dark flames reunited, squirming like pieces of fresh flesh, and turned back into a magic gun that seemed to have flesh and blood.
The soul in the magic gun and the message sent to King Wei Ling are full of the feeling of reunion after a long separation.
The expressions of the two Wei Ling Kings were slightly stagnant, and their gazes looking at Yu Yuan from different directions were full of heaviness and horror.
For at least five seconds, the soul of the magic gun told him that it had been wandering in an unknown place where no living beings had set foot, and where there was no energy, for perhaps a hundred years.
"In an instant, a hundred years have passed."
Taking another look at the dragon-slaying platform that was held tightly in Yu Yuan's hand and raised higher, the master of the Demon Palace, who was in the realm of freedom, gradually fell silent.
The magical power originating from the dragon-slaying platform caused the strange changes in time and space to cast a shadow on his heart.
He immediately decided that it would be better to leave the important task of dealing with Yu Yuan to others.
The screams of death were suddenly heard.
King Wei Ling was distracted and saw that many disciples of Tianxie Sect and Voodoo Sect had died one after another while trying to kill Shi Yuxuan, Qin Yun, Qi Yunhong and Wen Lu.
A shabby and clumsy piece of cyan armor seemed to be wrapped in many cyan evil eyes, surrounded by ink-colored soul energy, covering a strong man in the soul wandering realm.
When the cyan armor left, the strong man from Tianxie Sect died.
A yellow lamp uses ink soul as fuel, and the dusk flame released by the wick falls on the head of a Voodoo cultist.
It only stayed for a moment, and when the yellow light left, the soul of the believer was burned out.
There was an old woman wrapped in black clothes. The clothes were so dark that one glance at her made her soul seem to escape. She couldn't see her true appearance, and she kept sobbing.
The three practitioners of the Huiling Sect covered their ears, bleeding from all seven holes, and slowly died.
Silver chains shuttled between the disciples of the Ghost Talisman Sect. The strong men of the Ghost Talisman Sect suddenly tightened their necks when the chains left.
Slowly, he strangled himself to death.
King Wei Ling looked into the distance again.
Hundreds of evil spirits, arranged in a strange vortex, engulfed an Overhaul of the Yang God Realm in the Demon Palace. The Yang God and Yin God tried to break free.
But when it left the flesh and blood, it exploded in the vortex, and was eaten away by the evil demons.
Similarly, the arrays made of evil demons were at different locations, killing other practitioners of Yuanyang Sect, Lingxu Sect, and Demon Palace.
Boom! Boom boom boom!
The giant dragons of the entire dragon clan were rushing against the nine palaces.
The "Nine Heavens Divine Tower" was no longer functioning. Cao Jiaze, who was sitting in a palace, had already stood up, looking at the giant dragon running around in the palace with a heavy expression.
Judging from Cao Jiaze's expression, he also had a headache and seemed to be thinking about how to solve it.
The Xuantian Sect was originally the main force in the attack, and the large array of nine heavenly palace seals was originally invincible, causing the ninth-level alien leader Quello to die tragically in an instant.
But now, not only the "Nine Heavens Divine Tower" is unable to show its power, but the three free-spirited cultivators including Cao Jiaze, Cao Yi, and Jia Guanghong, as well as many people from the Xuantian Sect, are also involved in the dragon.
On the other side, due to the arrival of Zhongli Dapan and the battle with the Golden Elephant Ancient God, the three-headed demon gods were able to get out of trouble.
King Wei Ling looked at other battlefields again...
He saw that almost all the five supreme forces that had poured into the forbidden area, as well as the strong men of the same camp, now dare not say that they have the upper hand.
Alien warriors continued to die, and similar numbers of humans and monsters also lost their lives.
In this battle, neither side has taken advantage. If the fight lasts until the end, there is a high probability that both sides will lose.
"It's all because of Yu Yuan!"
A thought suddenly came to mind.
Once again, he fixed his gaze on the figure sitting on the silver-white ground. He felt that Yu Yuan at this moment was so strange, as if he had never really known him before.
"I feel the same way you do."
The Crimson Demon Sect dressed in white stopped at the shadow of King Wei Ling in the void. Zhou Cangmin smiled bitterly, shook his head lightly and said, "I heard that you have met Hong Qi."
Glancing at the demon species of the Red Demon Sect who had made great achievements in the galaxy outside, King Welling said: "In the early years, I did have contact with him, but I can't say that I am familiar with him."
"I have never been in contact with Hong Qi, but I am very familiar with Yu Yuan." Zhou Cangmin touched his chin, looked at the evening sky, and said: "Gradually, everyone is almost dying. Those who still remain rational and sober,
It’s become less and less.”
"What do you want to say?" King Welling frowned.
"Inform the person in the Demon Palace that if this battle continues, both sides will suffer heavy casualties." When Zhou Cangmin said this, he pointed to the dark pit with the realm passage, "Have you felt that this connection
Out of the sky, the channel that was extremely turbulent and unstable earlier is rapidly recovering?"
The demonic shadow of King Welling was slightly shaken and repeated: "What do you want to say?"
"Death, a lot of death, will repair the passage connecting the Calamity Demonic Abyss." Zhou Cangmin looked serious, "This is my guess."
"Do you think that when the realm channel is opened, the 'guests' from outside the world can leave smoothly?" King Wei Ling asked in surprise.
"No, it's not." Zhou Cangmin shook his head, "I'm not afraid of them escaping or taking the opportunity to leave."
At this point, he paused and said, "Many of them who came from outside the world have died here. If our purpose is to prevent any new transactions from happening in the vast world, I think it has already been considered."
Reach the goal."
"They are escaping now, returning to the Calamity Demon Abyss, and the starry sky. They will not dare to set foot in it easily in the future."
Zhou Cangmin said firmly.
"Then what are you worried about?" King Welling frowned.
"I'm worried that something new will take the opportunity to come in." Zhou Cangmin drank deeply.
As soon as these words came out, King Wei Ling finally changed his color.
puff!
The Wolf King frantically bombarded a palace. The huge wolf head and skull exploded, and a double-faced evil statue flew out from it.
The ninth-level Canglang King fell into a pool of his own silver blood. The pool of blood sparkled like the refinement of moonlight.
After leaving the evil statue of the Blue Wolf King, one of the two blurred sides became clear again.
It turns out to be a kind and friendly side that exudes a light that soothes the soul.
Those closest to the statue were the giant dragons and the powerful men of the Xuantian Sect. Their minds suddenly calmed down, and the power of the deadly spiritual techniques and Taoist techniques actively weakened.
The giant dragon and the people from the Xuantian Sect looked at the statue in confusion and with dull expressions.