In the demon ruins, the demon array is releasing attacks, and the killing lights are crisscrossing.
Fa Shen holds the remains of the Golden Crow in his hand, and every time a killing array sweeps over, he uses the demon emperor's body as a shield, resisting the demon array while wreaking havoc.
He transformed into three heads and six arms, and was about thirty feet tall. His multiple arms continuously launched attacks while controlling the demon refining pot.
The demon clan left behind in the demon ruins were dragged into the demon refining pot one after another.
The innate air secrets in the pot are ever-changing in the hands of Fa Shen, with both offense and defense, and continue to destroy the buildings of the demon ruins and the remaining demon clans.
From the outside, the battle inside the demon ruins was extremely fierce.
In Shiwen City, the two warring parties had stopped unconsciously.
The killing of the Demon King was enough to shock the three worlds.
At this moment, the hearts of all demon clans are filled with panic, despair, and fear.
They fought abroad and wanted to capture the human city, but their king was killed first.
The corpse of the Demon Emperor Golden Crow was held in the hands of the Dharma Body like a little chicken, and his neck was shaken from side to side. It no longer had any dignity and prestige of the Demon Emperor.
The situation reversed, and it was the demon clan's turn to suffer a sharp decline in morale.
Inside Shiwen City, it was eerily quiet.
A glimmer of hope and expectation grew in the hearts of the humans defending the city, growing rapidly like a spark igniting a prairie fire.
"We killed these monsters!"
"Even the Demon Emperor was killed by the Human Emperor, these demon clans are finished!"
"Kill them!"
"kill!"
With this in mind, the human clan rekindled the war and took the initiative to kill the demon clan and launched an offensive.
Zhao Huaizhong's killing of the Demon Emperor gave them new cohesion, and they fought against the Demon Clan again, more bravely than before. This is the power that bursts out after a desperate situation, and they are not afraid of death!
At the same moment, Tian Xing, Dong Yan and other great demons stood in the air with sad expressions.
The Demon Emperor is the leader that these big demons have followed for a long time. The Demon Clan has risen again, and with many arrangements, it is about to defeat Shiwen City and occupy the western state. The Demon Emperor was killed at this time!
Tianxing and other great demon gods all felt incredibly panicked, as if they had suddenly lost their target.
After a while, a deep voice came from Tianxing's belly: "Your Majesty still has hope of resurrection!"
At this time, not only Dongyan was beside him, but Sichen Baihu, another demon commander who had taken the lead in entering the city, also rose into the air and came to Tianxing's side.
Of the four bewitching commanders, only the Seven Birds were missing.
Dongyan repeated: "Your Majesty...can he be resurrected?"
"Many great demon gods have been killed before, including demon gods who died in ancient times. Their life and death were reversed by the chaos formation and they were reawakened. Of course, your majesty can do the same!" Tianxing said.
The light in the eyes of Dongyan and the sturdy Sichen White Tiger brightened again:
"To resurrect an existence of His Majesty's level, you need soul fragments. If you have his body, you can reduce the consumption of blood and essence and resurrect faster!"
"Let's go get His Majesty's body back!"
Tian Xing stared at the Golden Crow corpse in Dharma Body's hand, and the demonic patterns all over his body disappeared.
In its headless abdominal cavity, the Qi movement rose and its neck opened and closed. A head slowly emerged from the abdominal cavity and landed on the neck.
The head was red in color, as if it had been fished out of a sea of blood.
As soon as the head appeared, a ferocious and terrifying aura filled the world.
Tian Xing's mouth and nose breathed out red flames as he breathed.
There is an innate artifact with fire attributes in his abdomen, which is consistent with himself. Every time he inhales and exhales, he can release innate fire.
At this moment, Tian Xing's upper body had bulging muscles and was not wearing any armor. His skin shone with a golden brown luster and was covered with dense demonic patterns. His lower body was wearing a bronze armor skirt.
His whole body was red except for his head.
He took one step forward and rushed directly into the demon ruins. He came to Zhao Huaizhong's dharma body and spit out flames from his mouth and abdomen at the same time.
He wanted to take back Wuhuang's body.
The demon refining pot in Fa Shen's hand opened and closed, swallowing up the flames spit out by Tian Xing. Then a copper dragon's head popped out of the pot, spitting out the refining fire, and rolled it back towards Tian Xing.
Sichen Baihu and Dongyan also came up to kill them.
Dong Yan gathered and differentiated, turning into countless demonic insects, which penetrated everywhere.
The Sichen White Tiger's offensive is extremely sharp and invincible.
However, the Dharmakaya wreaked havoc in the demon ruins and was attacked by the ancient demon formation combined with the demon emperor bell and other innate artifacts. It has been fighting for a long time and has long been injured in the affected areas.
At this moment, he was besieged by Tianxing and other three demon commanders, and he suddenly fell into decline.
"The Human Emperor has been severely injured by the demon formation, let's join forces to kill him."
The white tiger of Sichen had a murderous intent on his face, and the white tiger's fine gold energy came out from his fingertips, instantly breaking through the defense and leaving a bloodstain on one of the Dharmakaya's arms.
Tianxing and other great demons, including both the enemy and ourselves in Shiwen City, did not know that there was only a Dharmakaya in front of them, not Zhao Huaizhong himself.
The appearance of the Dharmakaya is indistinguishable from flesh and blood life, not to mention that it holds the demon emperor's corpse and the innate demon refining pot.
The moment he appeared, everyone, including the demon clan, thought he was Zhao Huaizhong.
Under the siege of Tianxing, Dongyan, and Sichen White Tiger, the body was a little slow to dodge, and was hit by a ray of light from the demon formation. Tianxing took the opportunity to take action and grabbed the demon emperor's body.
On the other side, Sichen Baihu and Dongyan attacked frantically to cover Tianxing.
The ancient demon array in the demon ruins also continued to send down killing light, cooperating with Tianxing and other big demons.
When the dharma body was hit by the demonic light again, its figure began to become illusory and about to disappear.
Tian Xing suddenly used his strength and successfully snatched away the corpse of the Demon King Golden Crow, but he couldn't help but be stunned.
He had just realized that there was only a Dharmakaya in front of him, not Zhao Huaizhong himself.
"This is the incarnation of magic power!" Sichen White Tiger said in shock.
It's just an incarnation, but it joins forces with the three of them to fight, and at the same time it has to resist the innate killing array in the demon ruins?!
At this time, there was a sudden roar, and the entire demon ruins shook violently!
The space deeper in the demon ruins rippled like water waves, and slowly became transparent. It was like the void wall was impacted by some force, becoming thinner and thinner, and finally shattered, revealing the scene behind the space wall.
Deep in the demon ruins, after the space was shattered, another time and space appeared.
Zhao Huaizhong's true self chased into the secret realm of the demon ruins and was fighting against a giant swirling chaos!
In that space and time, everything collapsed.
As far as the eye can see, the darkness is endless, and even light falling into it will be melted.
In the darkness, only the light of mana was flowing around Zhao Huaizhong's body, fighting against a huge chaos that was more than a thousand feet in diameter and constantly spinning.
The chaos transformed into thousands of chaotic tentacles, launching attacks from all directions.
And the image of Zhao Huaizhong is unprecedented.
He merged with the body of chaos and manifested a huge body with six heads and twelve arms, a hundred feet in size, with twelve arms stretched out, each holding a different weapon.
What was horrifying was that his whole body was burning with a kind of black flame, boiling and blazing.
It was a magical power that Zhao Huaizhong was able to use only after gathering the power of Laozi and others and touching the immortal, the source-quenching fire from the ancestral dragon.
The black flame held by the ancestral dragon is said to be the origin fire in the three realms and can burn all things.
At this moment, Zhao Huaizhong's body was covered with blazing black flames. The tentacles released by Chaos fighting with him would immediately turn into flying ash as long as they were touched by the black flames.
In addition to Zhao Huaizhong's twelve arms, an ancestral dragon's head protruded from his shoulder, with dark golden vertical pupils staring closely at the vortex at the core of chaos, never blinking.
Behind Zhao Huaizhong, a total of ten haloes of saints were ignited by the black flames of the ancestral dragon, and they were swirling around. Even the hair was covered with burning black flames, steaming and flickering.
He is like an immortal tyrant, awe-inspiring!
Rumble!
Zhao Huaizhong and Chaos have been fighting for a long time, but neither of them can do anything to the other.
The power released by Chaos was incinerated and disappeared when it attached to Zhao Huaizhong.
Similarly, if Zhao Huaizhong's power falls into chaos, it will be quickly dissolved.
Suddenly, Zhao Huaizhong turned his head and glanced at the corpse of the Demon Emperor Golden Crow in Tianxing's hand.
At this moment, Tianxing felt as if he had been suppressed by a spiritual force and turned into a humble reptile, being targeted by a giant dragon. The chill was piercing to the bone.
Including the Sichen White Tiger beside him, Dong Yan, all felt their souls trembling.
The moment Zhao Huaizhong turned around, a tentacle rolled out of the chaos and attacked silently.
However, Zhao Huaizhong grabbed it with his hand, and the black flames spread, and the entire tentacle dissipated instantly.
The chaotic displacement suddenly appeared at the feet of Zhao Huaizhong, and the chaotic aura was like a tide, trying to cover him and drag him into it.
However, Zhao Huaizhong reached behind him and pulled down the burning halo of the saint.
He used several arms to take off the ten halos behind him one by one, and pinched them with his hands. The ten halos merged into one and became extremely huge, with a diameter of dozens of feet. He held it in his hand.
The many weapons in his other arms were integrated into the halo one after another, spinning with the halo, and their powers combined.
Zhao Huaizhong raised his halo and looked down at everything.
With a sneer, the halo rolled in the void and turned into the depths of chaos. A crack almost cut through the entire chaos and reached its center.
Zhao Huaizhong waved his hand and held it empty, and the black flame burning halo was taken back into his hand.
However, the chaos that was cut into a huge ravine is slowly merging, filling the broken position.
The two sides are still tied.
This attack is an attempt.
After one blow, it was determined that the chaos could not be broken. Zhao Huaizhong suddenly pulled away, the halo swirling under his feet, instantly cutting through the shackles of chaos, and quickly approached outside the demon ruins.
In the process, he activated the burning halo of the black source to rotate, involving the demon ruins buildings blocking the road and many demon clans, and burned them to ashes.
Seeing Zhao Huaizhong approaching, Tianxing, Sichen White Tiger and other great demon gods were all startled!
Tianxing shouted: "We will take action together to kill the Human Emperor."
"Okay!" Sichen Baihu took the lead in punching.
Bang!
Zhao Huaizhong flipped his hand and shot out, with violent power, Sichen White Tiger, Tianxing, and Dongyan were covered together.
The next moment, the bodies of the three exploded, their bodies were covered in blood, and half of their bodies were shattered and disappeared in an instant.
In Shi Wen City, all the tribesmen, human and demon, were shocked.
Zhao Huaizhong just competed with Chaos, but he couldn't tell the difference. He fought against Tianxing and other three demon gods, but he defeated them all in one blow. It was extremely terrifying!
At the same time, a layer of source-extinguishing flames fell on the three of them, and they were about to be burned to ashes by the flames.
Several tentacles protruded from the chaos, dragging the three of them into the chaos.
Zhao Huaizhong stretched out his hand to grab it, and snatched back the body of Demon King Jinwu.
The dharma body that was about to dissipate turned into a wisp of breath and blended into the center of his eyebrows. The treasures carried by the dharma body, such as the demon refining pot, were also returned to Zhao Huaizhong's hands.
At this time, the void where the chaos was was closed, and the entire demon ruins glowed. All demon clans were pulled by the power of the demon ruins, rolled back, and entered the demon ruins.
The ancestral dragon protruding from Zhao Huaizhong's shoulder suddenly raised its neck and roared, and the roar of the dragon spread throughout the mountains and rivers of the fairy world.
Many demon clansmen who were being captured and returned by the demon ruins heard the dragon's roar, their bodies cracked, their brows were broken, and their souls dissipated.
In an instant, countless monsters were killed and injured!
The dragon's roar became louder and louder, deafening!
"Human Emperor Zhao Huaizhong, after this Demon Lord is born, I will look for you!"
Deep in the demon ruins, at the core of chaos, a voice came out, without any emotion at all.
The demon ruins suddenly shrank, turned into the origin of void, and disappeared suddenly like mustard seeds.
High in the sky, Zhao Huaizhong put away the dragon's roar and squinted his eyes slightly. Kong Sheng, who was in harmony with his power, whispered quietly: "Have you snatched the last remaining vitality of the Demon Emperor?"
Zhao Huaizhong spread his hands, and the palm of his hand was the last fragment of the Demon Emperor's soul that was swept away by the chaos.