The old man in coarse cloth held the big cauldron with both hands,
Then the flying tactics from his mouth sank into the big cauldron, and the Lihuo Earth Cauldron suddenly flew up.
The great cauldron emitted billowing pressure,
It was as if the heaven and earth resonated with the cauldron, and the flames emerging from the cauldron became even hotter.
"It's really interesting. None of you can escape today."
The demonic spear in the black-robed demon lord's hand was raised, and demonic realms like invisible mountains emerged layer by layer.
He raised the magic gun in his hand and rushed towards the old man in coarse cloth.
The spear stirred up rolling demonic energy and headed toward the old man in coarse cloth.
But the old man in coarse cloth had a face as calm as water,
He kept chanting mantras in his mouth, and his hands quickly formed some kind of strange hand seals.
When Huang Longtu saw this, he couldn't help but release his own cultivation.
The majestic Haoran's righteousness rose up, and at this moment, the shadow of a carving knife appeared behind him.
The power of the engraved sword to overwhelm the heavens,
Sending out a billowing pressure,
The awe-inspiring righteousness rolling around Huang Longtu's body moved towards the Demon Lord like a giant wave.
And the phantom of the carving knife behind him also made a sharp sound of breaking through the air,
The power of the carving knife is so great that it is the starting weapon of the pioneers of Confucianism.
Demon Lord's eyes narrowed,
The spear in his hand turned into several black dragons and roared towards the two people.
And the rolling demonic realm was also released.
Huang Longtu felt his body sink.
He felt as if he was carrying an invisible mountain on his back, but his eyes were firm and resolute.
The big cauldron above the head of the old man in coarse cloth made a sharp whistling sound.
The blazing flames roared from the cauldron and surged towards the Demon Lord.
Wherever the flames passed, everything turned into nothingness.
And every inch of the magic gun's impact was shattered.
Under those two magical skills, the space became torn apart like paper.
Ding Xiaoyi was surrounded by a strong sense of sword,
The sharp sword energy made a sharp sound piercing the air between the long sword, and he knew that he could not sit still and wait for death.
The black-robed demon king's momentum was overwhelming,
That majestic figure penetrates between heaven and earth,
The magic gun in his hand swept away towards the blazing flames, and at the same time, he waved his left fist towards Huang Longtu.
A sound of "squeak",
The thirty-six swords around Ding Xiaoyi shot towards the demon king with a roaring sound.
Every sword is condensed with cold sword intent.
Thirty-six swords cut the surrounding space,
The splendid sword exudes a heart-stopping light,
The thirty-six swords stabbed at the vital points of the Demon Lord's body one after another.
Ding Xiaoyi made a seal with his left hand,
He kept mumbling words.
The Dagong Sword Formation turned into streaks of meteors and shot away quickly.
The long sword in his right hand stirred up the sword energy like secluded water, and the sword energy rose vertically and horizontally.
The sword energy is like frost,
The sword shines like a ray of light,
Ding Xiaoyi's figure was like a breeze blowing by, and he held the sword in his right hand and stabbed the Demon Lord fiercely.
But that Demon Lord was filled with demonic aura,
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Thirty-six swords made a series of crisp clashing sounds,
The sword energy hit hard on the demonic energy emanating from the demon king's body.
The Dageng Sword Formation rises powerfully,
Every sword is condensed with Ding Xiaoyi’s essence and blood.
Every sword is inextricably linked to Ding Xiaoyi.
There was a "boom" sound,
The magic gun in the Demon Lord's hand hit the cauldron that came crashing down,
There was a violent roaring sound.
But the giant cauldron only shook a few times,
The blazing flames rushed down and enveloped the demon king.
Huang Longtu, who was stumbling along in the mud, finally arrived in front of the Demon Lord.
He waved,
The carving knife that appeared behind him turned into a stream of light and was held tightly in his hand.
at this time,
The pure Yang Zhigang carving knife exudes the unique realm of Confucianism,
The carving knife in Huang Long Tuyang's hand stabbed fiercely into the demonic field set by the demon king.
But the surging giant cauldron also released the Lihuo Domain,
Ding Xiaoyi only had the extremely sharp sword intent intertwined with the demonic realm.
The unparalleled sword intent ignores all fields,
Thirty-six swords finally penetrated through the demonic realm,
The thirty-six swords made a crisp sword cry.
But the giant cauldron also severely blocked the magic spear in the Demon Lord's hand.
for a time,
The demon king began to fall into a disadvantage,
The three transcendental forces were crushing like several mountains.
The black-robed demon king's chest was rising and falling,
And his eyes were dark and ferocious,
The magic gun in his hand turned, and the magic gun turned into a black light and headed towards Huanglong Tu.
But the old man in coarse cloth raised his eyes,
I saw him pressing his right palm in the air, and the huge cauldron roared and slammed down on the black-robed demon lord.
The black-robed Demon Lord was shocked.
The giant cauldron is one level higher than the magic spear in his hand.
He could only withdraw his gun and defend himself. The spear stirred up rolling demonic energy and struck hard at the giant cauldron.
"Clang" sound,
The lingering sound lingered.
The magic spear in the Demon Lord's hand hit the giant cauldron hard, but the old man in coarse cloth took a few steps back.
A huge impact surged from the giant cauldron,
This caused the old man to take several steps back before stopping.
But the Demon Lord seized this opportunity, swung his spear, and swept towards the sword array that was stabbing down quickly.
There was a sound of jingo fighting,
Ding Xiaoyi only felt that his chest was hit by a violent impact like a lightning strike.
He suppressed the sweetness rushing up in his chest, and then his body shape changed.
"While drunk, I slay the gods with my sword",
Ding Xiaoyi shouted sharply,
The long sword in his hand stirred up a sword light that was as dark as water,
And he and his sword turned into a beam of light and shot towards the Demon Lord.
The long sword penetrated through the layers of demonic realms,
It stabbed towards the Demon Lord's chest like a devastating blow.
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The Demon Lord was shocked in his heart,
He did not expect that Ding Xiaoyi would actually shuttle through the layers of demonic realms he had laid out.
In desperation,
He raised the spear in his hand and stabbed Ding Xiaoyi hard with his sword.
Suddenly the world trembled,
And time also froze in that moment.
The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand penetrated through the Demon Lord's chest,
A ferocious blood hole appeared on the Demon Lord's chest,
The Demon Lord felt a tearing sword energy rising freely in his body.
He looked startled,
He felt that his vitality was being swallowed up by the destructive sword intent.
Only then did he feel a strong aura of death shrouding his heart.
"ah",
The Demon Lord roared,
A little bit of demon blood was sprayed all over his body, and at this moment, Huang Longtu's face showed a cruel expression.
There was a "pop" sound,
The carving knife in Huang Longtu's hand pierced the demon king's neck like a broken bamboo.
The Carver Demon Lord's neck was slashed.
"die",
The Demon Lord felt a sharp weapon being scratched across his neck.
He couldn't help but open his eyes, with a ferocious look on his face.
He struck hard at the successful Huanglongtu with his left fist.
And at this time,
Because Ding Xiaoyi's powerful sword crushed the demon king's demonic realm into pieces,
Huang Longtu's body swayed and disappeared suddenly.
There was a "boom" sound,
The Demon Lord looked at him angrily,
He held the magic gun tightly in his right hand,
Demonic blood flowed from his neck and chest, and the demonic blood was dark in color.
"You are all going to die",
The vitality of the Demon Lord is extremely powerful.
He suffered two serious injuries in a row but still didn't fall down.
And his voice sounded like it was coming out of the Nine Nether Hells.
"Demon World",
The Demon Lord shouted loudly, and then the demonic energy on the Demon Lord's body became more and more intense.
"No, everyone, retreat quickly, he's going to blow himself up."
When the old man in coarse cloth saw the strange behavior of the Demon Lord, his expression changed and he shouted loudly.
Ding Xiaoyi felt a sense of exhaustion all over his body.
He penetrated the demon king's chest with his sword, and at the same time he cast two forbidden spells in succession.
The backlash that sword brought to him made him feel extremely exhausted.
When he heard the old man in coarse cloth shouting, his expression changed, and he grabbed the long sword and swiped outwards without even thinking about it.
And at this time,
But an even heavier force of imprisonment surged out,
Everyone's bodies couldn't help but stagnate, and a crazy smile appeared on the Demon Lord's face.
"You are all going to die",
The demon king made a voice like a reminder that echoed in everyone's ears,
But everyone felt that their bodies were imprisoned by the invisible force, unable to move even a little bit.
At this moment,
A figure ignored the mountain-like restriction,
He rushed into the battlefield, and then the figure hugged the demon king.