Shen Lang opened his mouth and spit out golden blood, which turned into a large amount of chaotic spiritual power and poured into the nine silver flying swords.
The sky-shaking sword shadows and light blades converged into nine silver suns, rushing straight up with the force of shaking the earth and crashing into the trapped Chiyang!
"Fairy scatters flowers!"
"Fengxiao Jiutian!"
"Tianxuan Light Realm!"
"Evil King Curse!"
…
All the monks had already regarded death as if they were dead. They also rushed forward with red eyes. They exerted their strongest magical power and launched a fierce attack on Chiyang.
The senior officials of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance either do not want to be humiliated, or they have a strong sense of belonging to the ancient spiritual world. In short, no one wants to submit to Chiyang.
They would rather fight to the death than live in an ignoble existence!
“Dong dong dong!!!”
The dense explosions sounded like the sky was falling apart, and the space was violently twisting and tearing, filled with huge destructive power.
Unfortunately, except for the attacks of Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue, which caused some minor injuries to Chi Yang, the attacks of the monks were no different.
Most of the power was absorbed and resolved by the red armor worn by Chiyang.
The wearable armor worn by Chiyang is called the "Red Shadow Treasure Armor". It is a rare wearable defensive weapon. Based on the armor's defensive power alone, it is almost impossible for a monk under the True Immortal to be able to attack Chiyang.
What harm is caused.
Chiyang was hit hard by the attacks of the monks, and more importantly, he felt a great shame! It was a big joke that he, a dignified immortal, could be successfully attacked by this group of rubbish!
The seven-colored runes contain extremely strong binding power. Chiyang's strength was weak at this moment, and he was still struggling for a while. He couldn't help but become angry: "A group of bastards dare to offend me. I will definitely make your life worse than death."
!”
In anger, Chi Yang forced his soul power into action, and a huge red centipede appeared behind him.
“Bang bang bang!”
The centipede phantom opened its mouth and spat out large black flames, flying in all directions like meteors.
"not good!"
Yun Henzi's eyes shrank, and he fired a burst of soul power from his palm, turning into a golden light curtain that blocked most of the black flames.
Fortunately, Yun Henzi blocked the attack in time, otherwise all the monks would have been hit.
Even so, some monks still found it difficult to escape this blow.
Several clones of the colorful divine phoenix were hit by black flames, and their bodies were poisoned and turned into ashes in an instant.
"This fire is extraordinary, everyone get out of the way!"
Fengyang turned pale with horror and shouted loudly.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
Many weaker leaders of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance were hit by black flames. A large amount of black energy invaded their bodies from the wounds. Their vitality quickly passed away. Large black runes surged between their skins, crawling around like black centipedes.
, the soul is being eaten and torn.
It is indeed what Chiyang said that life is worse than death.
"ah!!!"
Several peak Mahayana cultivators from the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance who were attacked let out shrill and horrifying screams. The severe pain of having their souls eaten away made their whole bodies twitch and tremble uncontrollably. The extreme destruction and torture made them miserable, and they all
It fell from the sky.
There were even two monks who committed suicide by detonating their souls because they could not bear the inhuman pain.
A black flame struck the evil shadow like a teleportation. The evil shadow turned pale in horror and could no longer dodge.
"Stupid son, get out of here!"
Evil Lord Weitian's expression changed drastically, and he stopped in front of the evil figure at the last moment. He waved the giant sword in his hand and slashed at the black flames with all his strength.
"boom!"
A huge wave of black light surged out from the giant sword and hit the black flames, making an earth-shattering noise.
After receiving a strong impact, the black flames exploded immediately and turned into a large number of black sparks.
Evil Lord Weitian kicked away the evil shadow, and he was hit by several undetectable sparks. Several black blood holes appeared in his body immediately, and he let out a violent scream.
"No! Father!!!"
Xie Ying's eyes widened. He rushed forward, picked up the body of Evil Lord Wei Tian, and immediately stepped back.
Seeing a large number of centipede-shaped black runes pouring out of the wounds on Evil Lord Wei Tian's body, Xie Ying's brain buzzed and his face turned pale.
"No, father, nothing will happen to you! You will be fine!!!"
Xie Ying gritted his teeth, and with trembling hands and feet, he took out some holy medicine for healing and detoxifying from the storage ring, and was about to give it to Evil Lord Wei Tian.
Evil Lord Weitian endured the severe pain of his soul being eaten, knocked the evil shadow away with one palm, and shouted sternly: "Stupid son, don't waste your efforts in vain, I am hopeless! You concentrate on fighting the enemy, don't give up the glimmer of hope, for me...
…Live well!”
"Father……"
Seeing the Evil Lord of Deterrence falling from the sky, Xie Ying's eyes were red, tears were streaming down his face, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
Xie Ying has inherited the cold and aloof character of Evil Lord Wei Tian since he was a child. This is the first time in his life that he sheds tears.
At that moment, Wei Tian Xiejun used his body to block the exploding black sparks and saved Xie Ying's life. However, he himself was hit by the sputtering sparks and was poisoned. His life was in danger and he could no longer survive.
Treated.
Seeing the falling body of Evil Lord Awe Tian, Xie Ying did not pursue the dying body of Evil Lord Awe Tian even though his heart was as sharp as a knife.
His ears rang with the last words of Evil Lord Wei Tian: The enemy was in front of him, and if his father saw how bad he was, he would not be reconciled even to death!
"The dog thief from the outside world, give back my father's life!"
The evil shadow's face was extremely ferocious, and he let out a thundering roar from his mouth. Endless bloody magic light surged out of his body, transforming into a demon god with a body of 10,000 meters long, wearing armor, holding a giant sword, and his whole body was burning with blazing blood flames.
Under the rage of Xie Ying, the chaotic demonic energy in his body was completely stimulated, and his strength increased by two or three times!
The demon god swung the giant sword in his hand and slashed at the trapped Chiyang with all his strength. His ferocious and crazy aura made people feel frightened and frightened!
The falling Evil Lord of the Sky, looking at the demon god transformed into the evil shadow, grinned lightly: "As expected of... my son of the Evil Lord of the Sky."
Evil Lord Wei Tian did not have many regrets. He closed his eyes silently and sighed: "Zhang Daoling, Zhang Daoling, I, Evil Lord Wei Tian, have been in the ancient spirit world for half a lifetime, but I never thought that this life would be determined by your calculations after all.
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"Senior Jingtian!"
Shen Lang's heart ached when he saw the Evil Lord Wei Tian was struck and fell.
He had used the glazed sky light once before, but the effect had only been dissipated not long ago. Evil Lord Wei Tian could no longer accept the glazed sky light and enter the state of the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top.
Moreover, the black flames released by Chiyang contain extremely powerful curse poison. Even if Evil Lord Wei Tian can enter the state of Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, he may not be able to withstand the erosion of this curse poison.
Shen Lang was filled with anger and resentment. He sacrificed the Heaven-Building Stone to absorb and replenish the spiritual power of chaos, and charged towards Chiyang with all his strength.
However, no matter how hard the monks on the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance tried their best, the strength of the two sides was still too far apart.
Chiyang was only slightly injured, and the seven-colored runes that bound him were about to be swallowed up and defeated by the large black flames gushing out from his body.