"Shuzi Leng is so exhausted today that I can only curse you not to die a good death within a thousand years."
Without waiting for Zhuang Wudao's sword to arrive, the blood around Leng Lingjun's body was already completely exhausted, and countless black threads were scattered. Relying on the 'Ten Thousand Buddhas Blood Spirit Bell' as a curse weapon, it entangled Zhuang Wudao's figure.
Come.
Rang Zhuang Wudao was also shocked. Fortunately, at this time, he had the Heavenly Map of Catastrophe in his hand, and he was proficient in spells.
With his left hand, he fired several spiritual arts in succession, and a trace of his true energy transformed into a Chongming Winged Bird. With a slight scolding, all these evil spirits were forced away.
The Chongming Bird restrained evil spirits. At this time, Zhuang Wudao used a spell to restrain evil spirits from the Chongming Yangshenlu.
After he strengthened it with the secret method obtained from the Curse God Sect, he became more able to restrain this spell.
It is also useful to fix the effect and cause. Use the life-locking mantra to fix the effect of being not haunted by evil curses, which will naturally prevent these evil spells from getting close to you.
In just a moment, Leng Lingjun was unable to survive. His orifices were bleeding, his face was withered, and his expression became more ferocious.
"What a life-locking mantra. Today Leng is convinced that he lost. Demon Governor has immeasurable magical powers and will definitely avenge this deep revenge for us."
Zhuang Wudao was too lazy to talk nonsense. His figure flashed and his sword light sliced. He cut Leng Lingjun's body in two with a single slash of his hand. Then he looked at Huang Xuanye again, only to see that the Taiyin Demon Lord had already
Taking advantage of the battle between him and Leng Lingjun, he fled hundreds of miles away.
The rest of the demon cultivators also fled far away. After Leng Lingjun failed to summon the Yuanshi demon body, he chose to escape alone. Huang Xuanye also fled in panic, which had destroyed all their confidence.
Xie Wanqing and others have turned from defense to attack, surrounding two ninth-level Immortal Immortals and a Loose Immortal, clinging to them to prevent them from escaping. On the ground, a Immortal Immortal was already lying down.
Demonic repair.
Zhuang Wudao didn't bother to identify this person. After laughing dumbly, he strode forward and chased Huang Xuanye in the direction where he fled.
As he walked, he pretended to be mocking: "Fellow Daoist Emperor, where do you want to escape to? Here at the Emperor's Villa, you have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth. Why don't you die obediently? Come back.
Can keep some integrity and not make others despicable——"
At this time, even if he has no magic power, he will not reveal any of his spiritual sword intention. In the eyes of the remaining Yuanshi demon cultivators, he is like a demonic beast.
——It seems to be the most ferocious, cruel, vicious and bloodthirsty beast from ancient times.
Huang Xuanye didn't answer, but still ran away. He was now in a miserable and miserable shape, with one hand and one foot missing. Although he had the ability to recover, he was completely unable to recover due to the obstruction of the Great Bei sword power and the law of cause and effect.
Flesh and blood regenerates.
However, it does not affect his escape speed. The real trouble is the surrounding Liangyi Immortal Extreme Dust Formation. If his escape speed is slightly faster, it triggers a restriction, and he may be sucked into the void by those mustard seeds, or be sucked into this void.
Kill with the power of a large array.
But Ren Shanhe, who was behind him, could walk freely and was not restricted by the Liangyi Immortal Dust Formation at all. Even if he slowed down his escape speed by half, he could easily catch up with him.
Just as Ren Shanhe said, there is no way to heaven and no way to earth.
But knowing this, knowing that the possibility of escaping from the Emperor's residence was slim, he still refused to give up.
Knowing that once captured by Ren Shanhe, it will not be a matter of death, but being made into a human being.
If he really couldn't escape, he would rather die. At this time, Huang Xuanye already had a pill in his mouth, which was the most powerful poison pill.
Even if Ren Shanhe blocked his vitality later in the battle and had no time to self-explode the golden elixir of the soul, when the poisonous elixir melted away, it would still kill his body and soul.
Even if his soul is completely shattered and he cannot enter reincarnation, he, Huang Xuanye, is not willing to turn into a human stick and linger in the hands of Ren Shanhe.
The ultimate fear was growing crazily and spreading in his heart, making Huang Xuanye's mood almost hysterical.
How could it be like this? How could it be like this? How could it be like this? Two immortal-level magic treasures, more than a dozen ninth-level immortals, and several scattered immortals. At this time, it is difficult to even save their lives.
Ren Shanhe will definitely not let him go. Even if he is lucky enough to escape today, this guy will definitely continue to take revenge on the Yuanshi Demon Sect.
How could I agree to choose this mountain and river as my cauldron in the first place?
What on earth was he thinking? How could he think that any mountain and river would be easily used as a cauldron for refining?
There is no weak among the ten little immortal masters in the world. As one of them, how could he be bullied arbitrarily by himself?
Trap, this must be a trap
The inner demon is growing silently, and his demon seed has been born without him realizing it.
However, Huang Xuanye was too lazy to care about this at this time. It was just because Zhuang Wudao was already within easy reach again.
This time, I didn't bother to talk nonsense with this man, and slashed straight at Huang Xuanye's other arm.
However, when the golden-red sword light flashed and the bloody light burst out, a different person appeared in front of Zhuang Wudao.
It was no longer Huang Xuanye, but another ninth-level demon cultivator. He was originally twenty or thirty miles away and was also escaping like crazy.
At this time, for some unknown reason, Huang Xuanye was forcibly moved here to shield him from the knife.
A look of doubt flashed across Zhuang Wudao's eyes. The sword just now locked two causes and effects. One was to cut off Huang Xuanye's arm again, and the other was to weaken the 'Taichu Demon Banner' again.
The reason why he could only injure Huang Xuanye instead of incapacitating him was because the Taichu Demon Banner, an immortal-level magic treasure, suppressed Huang Xuanye's luck.
The Linjiang Immortal's sword has never been able to display its full power.
In terms of quality, this Taichu Demon Banner is the most powerful immortal weapon that Zhuang Wudao has ever seen, except for the Qingyun Sword hidden in the Emperor's Divine Tribulation. Although it has not yet reached the level of an innate spiritual treasure.
The quality is infinitely close to that of the acquired spiritual treasure, and it is a powerful immortal weapon that can be refined to the level of the sixty-level immortal ban.
He can only weaken it step by step and then capture it.
"This is the art of substitution. Well, it actually also involves the law of cause and effect——"
It must be similar to the death-surrogate technique used by Fazhi back then, "Ming Wang Turns Around," but the technique also contains the power of cause and effect, which allowed Huang Xuanye to successfully avoid his sword "Linjiang Immortal."
The cause and effect could not be achieved, and Zhuang Wudao did not suffer the backlash. This was simply because the other party had to bear the force of the backlash.
With another sword strike, he killed the Dengxianjing who lost one of his arms. Zhuang Wudao turned his head and looked thirty miles away.
As expected, Huang Xuanye was seen coughing up blood, and a large number of internal organ fragments were spit out from his mouth.
The price paid this time was obviously not light.
Zhuang Wudao hesitated and continued to pursue. This place was two thousand miles away from the exit of the atrium. However, Huang Xuanye could never fully master such a substitute technique.
Most of them borrowed the power of artifacts and talismans, but they can never be infinite. There are not enough living beings in this mansion to die in his place.
After a few flashes, they had already chased them within a mile. Just when Zhuang Wudao was about to take action, he suddenly raised his eyebrows. Not far away, he saw a group of people walking from the folded space on the other side.
enter.
The leader was none other than the Great Heavenly Lord Zhenyang of Xueyang Palace. Behind him were a group of monks from Xueyang Palace and Xuantian Sword Sect. These people were one step behind, following Su Hanfang and Chu Lingqi.
, but arrived late. When they saw Ren Shanhe, their faces were full of surprise at first, but when the more than twenty monks from Xueyang Palace and Xuantian Sword Sect looked at the surroundings here, they couldn't help but
Lost in astonishment,
Especially Huang Xuanye, who was in such a miserable shape at this time, Zhenyang, who was the calmest, was also shocked in his mind.
"Ren Shanhe, you devil——"
With just this sentence, Zhenyang was speechless and his eyes were blank. Why was Junior Sister Hanfang so seriously injured? Where is the Qingling God and Demon Leng Lingjun now? Where is Chu Lingqi? Why did Huang Xuanye run away? Such
Embarrassed?
And the Taoist friends from Shenyuan Dao, why are they missing?
Why are there only a few monks from the Yuanshi Demon Sect left? And they all seem to be in poor condition, and there are corpses all over the ground——
Su Hanfang, who was half-kneeling on the ground behind her, saw this and her expression changed greatly. However, just as she was about to stand up, she felt that her whole body was not obeying her orders. It seemed that everything in her body did not belong to her. Within her soul,
It was also a tearing pain. Her heart was still in a broken state, causing traces of blood to overflow from the corners of Su Hanfang's lips again.
Zhuang Wudao's sword struck with anger, destroying almost all her Qi veins. Until now, there were still thousands of sword Qi of Great Compassion, traveling around and impacting in her body, and could not be driven away.
At this time, it was extremely difficult for her to even speak. She could only look anxious and use her eyes to remind her.
Run away, run away quickly
The person in front of them is a being that they cannot defeat at all. He is a terrifying demon and a murderous beast.
Zhuang Wudao also glanced at Zhenyang and the others and didn't care. The top priority was Huang Xuanye and the 'Taichu Demon Flag'.
This time, in order to prevent Emperor Xuan Ye from repeating his old trick, the Demon God Tribulation Sword actually brought forth thunderous fire. The area ten miles around was filled with Taixiao Chongming Lihuo and Taixiao Chongming Yudu Tianshen thunder, sealing off the surrounding area.
Everything that can be blocked by his magic.
However, he still failed to do so. Huang Xuanye's figure changed again and flashed, and then he was locked by Zhuang Wudao's sword intent. Another person was changed, it was Zhenyang.
The sword light slashed down, and Zhenyang had no time to react before the Demon God's Tribulation Sword penetrated his body. Zhenyang himself was also a strong man with two magical powers. He immediately dodged the flashes like crazy and fired countless blows.
The sword light of ice and fire turned the surrounding void into a world of yin and yang.
Zhuang Wudao showed no mercy, and the shadow of the golden-red sword still passed by mercilessly. Since this Zhenyang had been pulled over by Huang Xuanye's body-substitution technique, he naturally had to inherit the cause and effect, and was robbed by the devil and god, and was seriously injured.
fruit!
As for those ice and fire sword blades, they were directly ignored by Zhuang Wudao. Not to mention this technique, they could not break through his sword shadow at all. Even if they broke through, they would still have an indestructible golden body.
laugh
The sword shadow was so fast and so sharp that there was almost no sound when it penetrated the flesh and blood, only the sound of blood spraying. Zhenyang's entire upper body was cut off by Zhuang Wudao's sword. Then the sword light twisted, killing Zhenyang
The remaining souls were instantly crushed into pieces.
"Senior sister——"
In the distance, Su Hanfang's eyes were about to burst, and her pretty face was so pale that it was almost transparent. Her mind was in turmoil, and the energy and blood in her body could no longer be suppressed. Once again, a large amount of blood foam surged out of her mouth.
out.
However, the pain in her body at this time was not even a ten thousandth of what she felt in her heart. Hanxiao was her teacher, but Zhenyang was both her mother and sister in her mind. She started her career at a young age.
Zhenyang took care of him and grew up.
At this time, she watched Zhenyang die under Zhuang Wudao's sword. The impact on her soul was far stronger than any other time in the past.