The earth shattered, and the destructive power of the Four Holy Formations was terrifying.
A long time passed.
The light gradually extinguished, and a bottomless hole appeared on the ground, as if the earth's crust had been penetrated, and the terrifying energy aftermath was still pouring out in all directions.
Wow!
The void suddenly twisted.
I saw a black light escaping into the chaotic void. This was an inconspicuous fluctuation in the chaos, but it was still captured by Long Xiaoshan.
That light was clearly Gendi's spirit.
And his physical body had been shattered by the blow just now.
But Gan Di's soul was still there, a half-step heavenly king, almost immortal. The soul escaped from this terrible attack.
"Can you escape?"
Long Xiaoshan's eyes were indifferent, he took a step, his eyes opened between his brows, divine wheels appeared one after another, and a storm of divine power blew up in the void. The terrifying divine power was distorted and turned into seven ancient killing words.
The Seven Killing Techniques of Yuanshen reappear.
The last time Long Xiaoshan performed the Seven Kills of the Soul, the Daoji almost collapsed, but this time, Long Xiaoshan's Daoji Nirvana was recast, and the use of the Seven Kills of the Soul again would no longer cause backlash.
Wow!
The terrifying killing blade descended from the sky and shot out into the void in an instant. A moment later, screams could be heard in the void.
A phantom of the soul emerged.
Gan Di's soul was struck with the word "kill" and he roared in pain.
What followed was a series of killing words that penetrated through.
Pfft, pfft!
Gan Di's soul was constantly penetrated. He roared, struggled, and begged for mercy, but it was all in vain. The soul was cut into pieces with the word "kill". After the seventh word "kill" fell, Gan Di's soul completely collapsed.
There is no trace left in the void.
This scene was sensed by the other three Heavenly Lords who had already fled far away, and they were immediately frightened to death. With a boom, boom, boom, each one of them did not hesitate to inflict blood on themselves, and ran away like a rabbit whose tail was stepped on, and disappeared in an instant.
Without a trace.
Long Xiaoshan looked at the three disappeared people, but he did not chase them.
One can no longer catch up.
Secondly, even if he performs consecutive killing moves, the load is not small.
This battle is enough to establish prestige.
He severely injured the dean of Taihao Academy and killed the Supreme Elder of Ksitigarbha Sect.
He glanced at Taihao Mountain in the distance. The entire Taihao Mountain was as frightened as if it were facing a formidable enemy. In their frightened eyes, Long Xiaoshan turned around and disappeared into a ray of light.
Not long after, Long Xiaoshan returned to the Demon Palace. The place had just passed through the bright light and turned into a dead place. The entire oasis was filled with the air of death, all the vegetation withered, the earth collapsed and shattered, and various remaining laws and powers were still destroying the place. Caused
Various natural disasters.
The Demon Palace in the center of the oasis was not much better. The formation was broken and broken rubble and stones were everywhere.
Most of the remaining people in the Demon Palace, headed by the four guardian elders, were seriously injured. They stood on the ruins with despair on their faces.
Not long after the Immortal Demon Palace had just risen, it suffered another devastating blow. The scene of burning oil in the past few days seemed like a dream. Everything was just like the collapse of the Seven Kills Demon Palace three hundred years ago. Even the palace owner Long Xiaoshan was arrested.
If you leave, I'm afraid it's going to be a bad time.
For the old people in the Seven Kills Demon Palace such as Soul Split, the blow was really too big.
Their energy and spirit have been completely beaten to the point of loss.
Although no one is dead yet.
But there is no hope anymore, just like the walking dead.
So after those Half-Step Heavenly Lords left, they didn't run away, nor did they get up to clean up the mess. They all just sat there, not even caring about their injuries.
After sitting there for a long time.
Split Soul suddenly laughed miserably and said: "It's really like a big dream, and now it's time to wake up from the dream."
As he spoke, he sat down cross-legged, his aura twisted, and the golden elixir in his dantian surged with terrifying fluctuations.
Feel the changes in Split Soul.
The expressions of the other elders changed.
Bahuang said: "Split Soul, what are you doing?"
Split Soul said: "I don't have much life left. Instead of lingering like this, it's better to get rid of the army now. Maybe I can embark on the road in the next life."
The faces of Bahuang and others were slightly condensed.
Their expressions changed a bit, and soon relief smiles appeared on their faces, and Bahuang said: "Old guy, it's too lonely on the road to Huangquan, I'm here to accompany you."
As he said that, he also sat down.
"How could you leave me behind?"
The corpse ghost and Baijiu also fell down, and terrible fluctuations surged from their bodies.
"Elder." Some Demon Palace disciples cried out sadly.
"Don't worry about us. You are still young. Let's go. Let's go quickly." The four elders drove away.
Those disciples refused to leave and knelt down to plead.
"Still not leaving!" Split Soul shouted.
These disciples stood up wiping away tears. They knew that they could not dissuade the elders and others from fighting, so they had to leave. However, no one knew what the future would be like. They were all descendants of the Demon Palace. Without the protection of the elders and others, the future would be even more difficult.
But right now, we can only take one step at a time.
Just as these Demon Palace disciples dispersed, someone suddenly saw a ray of light coming from the horizon...
"Elder!"
"Elder!"
The disciples who left suddenly came back and shouted.
At this time, the seven orifices of Split Soul and others were already bleeding out, and they were about to be relieved. When they saw these disciples running back, they were furious: "Why are you coming back?"
"Elder, elder, it's the Demon Lord. Lord Demon Lord is back." Those disciples shouted happily.
"Lord Demon Lord?"
"No way, don't do these tricks."
Split Soul and others couldn't believe it, because they saw with their own eyes that the Demon Palace was forced and Long Xiaoshan was captured. How could Long Xiaoshan come back? They could only think that these disciples were lying to prevent them from committing suicide.
However, the next moment, their eyes were glazed over.
I saw a figure stepping in from outside, holding a woman in his arms, with black hair and blue clothes, eyes like black stars, and the whole person exuded a mysterious aura.
Who is it if it’s not Long Xiaoshan?
"Lord Demon Lord."
Split Soul and others trembled, and they all spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"What are you doing?" Long Xiaoshan appeared in front of them instantly, looking at the chaotic auras of the four people.
Split Soul and others quickly got up. They forcibly stopped the troops from disbanding, and their bodies suffered backlash. However, at this moment, they did not care about the injuries on their bodies at all, and their faces were full of surprise.
"Master Demon King, you, you are not dead? No, I mean, you, how did you escape."
The four of them were speechless with excitement.
Long Xiaoshan took out a few pills, handed them to the four of them, and shook his head: "We will talk about this later. You can heal your wounds first."
Split Soul and others suppressed the surprise and curiosity in their hearts.
Long Xiaoshan put Wen Qingcheng down first, but then he stepped directly into the sky. With a roar, the ancient green trees towered into the sky, and their endless roots filled the air, covering the entire oasis.
Wow!
The vortex of the avenue above the ancient tree continuously swallows up all kinds of residual destructive energy in the void.
However, rays of green light flowed out, and the power of life flowed across the earth.
