At this moment, Liu Huanhuan entered the battlefield. The seventh-grade lotus platform above his head bloomed with billions of rays of auspicious light, exuding the aura of the most holy god, and killed the man in black.
Liu Huanhuan also realized that this man in black was an important figure, and he had to be captured if he wanted to defeat the demon army.
Moreover, the other party was so ruthless. Every minute and every second, Cihang Jingzhai's fellow disciples would continue to lose their lives at his hands, which made her very heartbroken.
"The mantis' arms are like a chariot!" However, the man in black snorted heavily, and shot out two sharp cold lightnings from his eyes, waving the death scythe and attacking.
Dangdangdang...
Sparks flew everywhere, lighting up the sky.
The seventh-grade lotus platform is a treasure, extremely strong, but the death sickle is a treasure of chaos, and its background is even more shocking. In addition, the strength of the man in black is obviously much higher, so Liu Huanhuan was defeated in a short time and fell into a disadvantage.
Pinliantai was shaken and retreated.
Dark red blood was constantly flowing from the corners of Liu Huanhuan's mouth, looking particularly sad and beautiful.
"Go to hell!" The man in black roared and turned into a rainbow. The death sickle drew a terrifying ray of light and struck Liu Huanhuan's head fiercely.
If this knife hits him, Liu Huanhuan will definitely die, his head will fly away, and even his soul will be completely wiped out.
"Evil thief, how can I allow you to do this?" Jingyi had already noticed the fighting situation here. Seeing that Liu Huanhuan's life was in danger, her heart skipped a beat and she rushed over.
Boom! A large piece of terrifying divine light swept across like a river. Jingyi showed great strength when she came up and slapped a palm.
"I heard that there are two bright flowers in Cihang Jingzhai, it's you, you will all die today." The man in black spoke coldly, and with a stroke of the death sickle, the black light surged into the sky, instantly defeating Jingyi's divine light, and then
Wu Guang's power continued unabated, and he came to kill him in an instant.
Jingyi's face suddenly turned pale. The power of the Death Scythe was beyond her imagination.
Under this knife, even she smelled an overwhelming danger.
"Bold, evil thief!" However, at this moment, a loud roar spread, and a young man was like a god descending from the earth, with a thousand-foot-long divine light erupting from his body, and he punched him.
when!
The vast and terrifying punch force was like a golden ocean impact, and the Death Scythe was immediately knocked away.
"Wang Teng?"
Jingyi and Liu Huanhuan were extremely surprised when they saw the visitor.
The young man had deep eyes, a resolute face, thick black hair, and eyes as cold as lightning, full of a mighty appearance.
It is Wang Teng.
"Young people from the Demon Sect dare to come to the Buddha's spiritual land to cause trouble. None of you can leave today." Wang Teng looked around and understood everything in an instant. Finally, his eyes fell on the man in black opposite,
Two sharp cold lights shot out from the bottom of his eyes, like two heavenly swords.
"Kill!" With a loud shout, Wang Teng turned into golden light and killed. The Death Scythe, a treasure of chaos, was no small matter. This man in black attracted his attention and he wanted to kill him first.
However, when the man in black saw Wang Teng coming, he seemed to have turned to stone and remained motionless. Inside the large robe, there was a pair of wonderful eyes that kept staring at Wang Teng's face. Until Wang Teng came to kill him.
When he got closer, he seemed to react and hurriedly got out of the way.
"Where to escape!" Wang Teng was so powerful and domineering that he kept attacking fiercely and was determined to capture the opponent. The man in black was probably the leader of the demon army, and the thousands of demons seemed to respect him.
The man in black was originally powerful and arrogant, but at this moment, he seemed to be out of his mind. Under Wang Teng's attack, his movements were very stiff. He continued to be hit by several attacks in a row, and injuries appeared on his body.
"What do you mean?" Wang Teng also noticed something was wrong and asked.
The man in black didn't speak, his body was trembling slightly. The broad black robe covered his head, so no one could see the expression on his face clearly.
Wang Teng frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly struck out like lightning and lifted off the man in black's robe.
"Ah!" The man in black didn't expect this at all, and instantly let out a scream. This voice turned out to be a woman's voice, which was extremely pleasant to the ear.
The black robe fell off, finally revealing the true face of the man in black. She was a young girl with snow-white skin, sweet appearance, bright eyes, and a lovely look.
"It's actually a woman." Liu Huanhuan and Jingyi were both shocked. This young girl, full of youthful spirit, looked exactly like the one before who was holding a death sickle and killing everyone.
"Is it you?" When Wang Teng saw this face, his pupils suddenly shrank and he lost his voice.
This girl was the one he had saved in the Withered Flower City in the Northern Territory - Qiangwei.
Qiangwei became a disciple of a mysterious demon clan member. In the blink of an eye, two or three years later, that charming little girl turned into a murderous demon king, and she even held the Death Sickle, an important weapon.
"Qiangwei, what's going on?" Wang Teng's face darkened and he asked.
"You have recognized the wrong person. I am not Qiangwei, I am a demon witch!" The man in black's face suddenly turned cold and he said coldly.
Qiangwei's face looked extremely strange at this moment. Wang Teng didn't understand why people could change so much in just a few years.
"Take your troops and leave immediately." Wang Teng thought Qiangwei might have some difficulties and said with a frown.
"No, Buddhism must be destroyed today." The witch bit her lip and said, "I'm asking you for advice again!"
Hoo ho ho!
As soon as he finished speaking, the Death Scythe grew larger in the wind, and its sharp blade emitted a dazzling divine light, covering up the rays of the sun in the sky.
Surrounding the Death Scythe, there are broken bodies lingering, a headless god, a demon with a broken arm, a woman with a hollowed-out heart... These are just like countless souls who died under the Death Scythe in ancient and modern times. Horrible things happened.
The strange howling sound was extremely terrifying.
"Hmph." However, Wang Teng's eyes were like lightning and he snorted coldly. Although Qiangwei's change was huge, he was very surprised.
But his cultivation foundation is still shallow, and even with the Death Scythe, a treasure of chaos, there is still a big gap between him and him.
when!
The Fallen Dragon Ancient Sword collided with the Death God's Sickle, and the void immediately sprayed over a large area, boiling like a vast ocean, setting off one big wave after another. The sparks were extremely dazzling, and the sky was illuminated transparently.
Sure enough, Wang Teng's magic power was as strong as the sea. Even if the witch had the Chaos Treasure, it would not work and she was instantly knocked away.
"You alone can't save Lingshan, why don't you retreat?" A trace of bright red blood appeared on the corner of the witch's mouth, and she said through gritted silver teeth. Behind her, thousands of demon sect armies gathered together, each with murderous intent.
Exuberant, as if crawling out of hell, extremely terrifying.
