Zhou Jian shouted angrily and looked around, with a glimmer of light in his eyes. Chu Ming and Quan Haishuang each had one of the three holy swords. Only Bao Wuyuan returned without success and was knocked back by Quan Haishuang.
Their faces were embarrassed, but the moment they pulled out the holy sword, they also noticed something was wrong.
The crisis was also born at this moment. The voice was low and hoarse, like the roar of a demon under the abyss. The expressions of Zhou Jian and others were extremely serious. With the holy sword in their hands, they looked around coldly, not knowing that the God of Death
It's getting closer step by step.
"Kaka——"
"Click——"
The altar began to fall apart. Without the suppression of the Holy Sword, the entire altar seemed to have begun to fall apart. The palace was crumbling, as if the sky was falling apart.
"How could this happen? Is the demon suppressed by the holy sword really going to come out?"
Bao Wuyuan said with great solemnity, clenching his fists and his palms covered with sweat. This feeling of depression was really too strong.
Not only him, Zhou Jian, Chu Ming and others were also cautious. Although the holy sword in his hand was a rare treasure, it seemed that there was indeed a demon causing trouble under the holy sword and in the altar.
"Why are you panicking? Stop talking nonsense here. There are many strange things out there. I want to see how powerful this so-called demon can be. It's just a pretense. Thousands of years of suppression, even the most powerful person, is no longer worth it.
Mention it, and you will lose sight of everyone."
Zhou Jian shouted in a deep voice.
Although they said this, their hearts were still full of seriousness. These three holy swords were definitely good tools for suppressing demons, but now that the seal was broken, they had to face it.
"It's a god or a ghost, a demon or a demon. Let's go out for a walk first. I, Chu Ming, will also decide on this holy sword."
Chu Ming said coldly.
"A guy who doesn't know how high the sky is."
Whispering Yanluo said in a deep voice. At this moment, everyone noticed the existence of Fang Xiu and her. The scene in front of them, I have to say, was what shocked them the most. Even the demon in the altar seemed to be...
Not as scary as either of them.
In Zhou Jian's heart, they were already dead and had not been able to enter here. Facing the terrifying temperature of the previous magma, it was impossible to survive. However, Fang Xiu and Whispering Yanluo appeared at this moment.
, but it once again refreshed their understanding, and everyone was puzzled.
"You...are you still alive?"
Bao Wuyuan had a gloomy look on his face. These two guys were at odds with their Beihua Sect, and now they actually appeared here alive, which made people very angry.
"If you want to die, you will die first. Why worry? You will die faster than anyone else after releasing the demon under the altar."
Fang Xiu sneered and said, these people are simply risking their lives for the sake of the baby.
"You can't escape the first grade of junior high school, but you can't escape the fifteenth grade. This time, you will definitely not be able to escape."
Bao Wuyuan seemed to be determined to rest.
"You'd better take care of yourself."
Fang Xiu said lightly. At this moment, a white shadow slowly appeared in front of everyone in the altar. What surprised Fang Xiu and Wusha Yanluo was that the white shadow in the altar was actually the same as the demon they saw.
Roy, they are exactly the same, but the auras of these two guys are slightly different.
"How could this be? Is he also Illaoi?"
Whispering Yanluo couldn't believe the scene in front of her.
"It's hard to say, but this guy is definitely not a good person."
Fang Xiu said in a low voice, and sure enough, countless white clouds of air spread out from the altar and gradually enveloped the palace. The white demonic air was equally terrifying and brought great pressure to everyone.
"I, King Illaoi, am fortunate enough to be saved today. I am extremely grateful. I have decided to devour all of you to complete my baptism!"
The white-robed Illaoi said with a smile. He looked weird and unacceptable. He just looked like a human figure. I'm afraid no one here could know what this guy's background was.
"This guy is very strong!"
Chu Ming stared at Illaoi and said in a prepared tone.
"He already has half the strength of a Martial Emperor, and it will be difficult for us to deal with him."
Quan Haishuang said silently, no one knew how terrifying this Illaoi was, but his strength made people shudder. The demon that had been dusted for thousands of years was finally released by them.
"Soldiers are coming to block it, and water is coming to cover it up. Now that the matter has come to this, we can only go all out."
Zhou Jian disagreed. Although this demon was very powerful, there were many of them. Now that the demon was out, no one could stay out of it.
"You are really good at scheming. I let you take the treasure and let us act as gunmen for you, hum!"
Whirlpool Yanluo was filled with coldness and disgust. None of the grandsons of the Beihua Sect were good, but now they really couldn't be alone.
However, only Fang Xiu knows that their ending will never be easy. Another dark demon of his friend, Floyd, is ready to make a move and will arrive soon.
"If you want to die, I won't stop you. If we don't deal with this demon, all of us will die."
Zhou Jian looked as cold as ice and did not take Fang Xiu and Whispering Yanluo into his eyes at all. It was first come, first served. Naturally, the treasure would not let go unless he died.
To put it bluntly, sharing the joys and sorrows is the best, and I will definitely pull you along.
"The hunting time is coming, you all must die!"
The white demon Illaoi smiled sinisterly. He stretched out his hand, and suddenly there was a burst of explosive sound in the air, and his body flew towards Zhou Jian and others.
"Do it!"
As the genius of Beihua Sect, Zhou Jian is not willing to be outdone. He has come here. How can he do it without fighting? Even the demon may not be able to suppress them. Half-step Martial Emperor, so many people join forces, may not be able to do it.
will be weaker than him.
"A bunch of things that don't know how to live or die."
Fang Xiu frowned, but now that the matter has come to this, there really is no other solution. If they can deal with this white demon Illaoi, they may still have a chance of survival.
Being forcibly dragged into the battle, Fang Xiu and Whispering Yanluo were helpless. However, with the combined power of the six of them, it was still unknown whether they could contend with the white demon Illaoi.
"No matter how demonic you are, it is impossible for us, the Divine Seal Sect, to let you rise again."
Chu Ming is full of confidence. The most important thing is that their strength is not weak. Although they are in the late stage of Martial King, if they are half-step Martial King with average combat power, they may not be their opponents. As the true mainstay of the sect, who can still
Not one against ten top masters? Even the ten late martial kings may not be able to compete with them. This is the self-confidence of a genius.
Everyone went all out and pounced directly on the White Demon Illaoi, but the opponent's method was also extremely terrifying. It seemed like a gentle push, but in fact it was like an overwhelming force. Everyone was thrown away, white light shone, and the White Demon Illaoi
Roy was like a god, with extraordinary aura, and he kept making terrifying palm prints. Even Chu Ming and others, who were holding the holy sword, could only flee in confusion.
After all, the white demon Illaoi's methods are too powerful. The demon who was thought to be struggling to survive is actually an insurmountable gap.
"Why is this guy so perverted?"
Bao Wuyin wanted to cry but had no tears. He was the weakest. He was the first to bear the brunt of being knocked back. The wind from his palms, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, hit Bao Wuyin on the chest. That kind of power was something he would never be able to do in his life.
imagination.
"puff!"
After the blood spurted out, Bao Wuyin's steps were extremely staggering. This palm wind that reached the sky was absolutely impossible to resist. Zhou Jiandu's expression changed greatly. He wanted to rescue the other party, but Bao Wuyin couldn't withstand this palm at all. The palms came one after another.
The wind was blowing, and Bao Wuyuan was completely crushed by the subsequent storm of palms, as if his bones and flesh had been crushed.
At that moment, Bao Wuyuan's body flew away like a kite with its string broken, and everyone realized how strong this white demon Illaoi really was.
"steamed stuffed bun!"
Zhou Jian's pupils tightened. He was the only commander of Beihua Sect, and the situation would definitely be more difficult. Moreover, the combat power of the white demon Illaoi was completely beyond their imagination.
Seal Jue, for them, is like the end of the world. They can only be exhausted and unable to destroy this guy. Even if the two sides are in a stalemate, it makes them even more passive.
The power of the demon cannot be violated!
Fang Xiu slashed down with his sword, fighting step by step. When the enemy advanced, we retreated, when the enemy tired, we attacked. The strength of the white demon Illaoi was unparalleled. He understood the truth in his heart and could only choose guerrilla fighting.
Chu Ming, Zhou Jian and others wanted to kill the White Demon Illaoi, but they could only be defeated by the opponent. The situation also completely formed a one-sided trend. The White Demon Illaoi's majesty continued unabated, with white palm prints one after another.
After it was hit, the world was spinning, and the entire palace was shaking again.
"I'll fight you!"
Zhou Jian knew very well that he had to show some special skills. Otherwise, the demon Illaoi would definitely kill them. Now he was no longer fighting alone.
Bao Wuyuan's death only made him feel a stronger sense of crisis. He no longer had any pawns, so he had to do everything personally.
"Brother Chu, if you don't show some real skills, I'm afraid we will really be trapped and killed here today."
Zhou Jian said coldly.
"As it should be."
Chu Ming took a deep breath, formed a seal with one hand, and struck out forcefully.
"Red Tiger Seal!"
When Chu Ming moved his hand seals, his vitality surged and came out in shock, like a roaring tiger. A big hand seal shot out into the sky. As a master of the Divine Seal Sect, the invincibility of the seal seal was Chu Ming's confidence. A red tiger seal directly greeted him.
Fucked the white demon Illaoi.
"Cang Yun Sword Technique!"
Zhou Jian holds the Holy Sword in his hand, and is no less inferior to Chu Ming. The two attack forcefully, with a two-pronged attack, full of power. In order to be able to fight against the white demon Illaoi, he has resorted to a lot of means.
"Lingtian style!"
Fang Xiu was even more unceremonious and met him with a sword. Compared with Zhou Jian's momentum, it was even worse. His all-out effort also surprised Chu Ming and others. But Fang Xiu didn't do it for others.
He only cares for himself. The white demon Illaoi is their common enemy. If there is a slight mistake, he may die. Therefore, no one can survive this battle alone.