Once the demon prince was restrained, his speed slowed down a lot.
"Xihe!"
Ye Qingfeng called out in a deep voice.
"yes!"
Xihe responded, held the Emperor's Cauldron with both hands, and crushed the demon prince away.
When encountering danger, monks will be forced to reach their limitless potential.
The demon prince's whole body felt like it was being crushed by mountains and rocks, and his waist seemed to be tied with an iron shackle. Although it was difficult to move, he still retreated with difficulty.
When retreating, he wanted to escape through water again, but was suppressed by the Emperor Cauldron and restrained by the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar. He was trapped in the invisible barrier. He tried his best to escape through water, but failed.
"Crack!"
Another bone in the demon prince's body was broken, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
An inextricable restraint.
The Demon Prince stirred up a powerful defensive shield, but the defensive shield was sucked into a pointed cone shape by the Sky-Swallowing Demon Jar.
hateful!
No matter how the demon prince moved, he was under the pressure of the emperor cauldron and was absorbed and involved by the emperor cauldron.
Originally, the demon prince tried to consume Xi and his spiritual power reserves.
But who would have thought that someone with a sky-swallowing magic jar would intervene. Although the power is not extreme, it is very capable of perseverance.
The demon prince was furious in his heart. He felt a gentle force chasing him like a mad dog and couldn't get rid of it.
At this moment, the Demon King Prince really hated the girl Jianzi who never showed up.
If possible, the demon prince really wants to kill that girl Pianzi with a trident!
Xihe held up the black gold cauldron with dragon patterns and approached the demon prince with difficulty.
The opponent is at the peak of the Sixth Immortal, and if he is careless, he will be killed.
The demon prince used most of his spiritual power to hold up the defensive shield and stabilize his body so as not to be crushed by the power of the emperor's cauldron. He also used a small part of his spiritual power to retreat steadily.
The scene reached a stalemate.
But the demon prince's heart was pounding because the power of the sky-swallowing magic jar never faded.
If he continued to waste half a cup of tea like this, he would be beaten to death by two ants holding imperial weapons.
The demon prince's eyes darkened, and the scales on his face flashed with strange light, and he began to accumulate strength, intending to temporarily get rid of the current predicament at the cost of burning his own essence and blood.
Ye Qingfeng's eyes darkened, of course he understood the demon prince's plan.
"Duan De!"
Ye Qingfeng suddenly called out, and with a thought, Duan De came out of the imperial cauldron.
Duan De suddenly appeared under the Emperor's Cauldron, side by side with Xihe, free from the pressure of the Emperor's Cauldron.
Duan De, on the other hand, had a big belly, wore an ill-fitting defensive armor, and had a pot-lid-like defensive magic weapon on his head.
After he appeared, he was unambiguous. He touched his hands in front of him, and an imitation scroll of Jiuli Tu appeared in his hands.
"Damn! It's actually a fake scroll of Jiuli Tu that was buried with him!"
The demon prince's expression changed, and he obviously recognized what it was.
That's my father's thing, which means it's his!
But that thing was being used against him, the prince.
Duan De's cultivation level is unknown, but he doesn't know what specific realm he is at, but at least he is at the Dragon Transformation realm, which is higher than Ye Qingfeng and even higher than the Mouse King.
"Wow!"
The Jiulitu imitation scroll was injected with spiritual power and unfolded in front of Duan De with a "crash" sound.
The mountains and rivers in the painting are magnificent and resemble a real scene.
Another huge suction force suddenly hit the demon prince.
The anxious balance is broken.
The demon prince's secret escape technique was interrupted again, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood.
"That's right!" A remnant soul cursed, "Back then, the demon king was so tyrannical that he broke into the Jiuli Kingdom in the name of his love for painting, killed many Jiuli royal family members, and stole these imitation scrolls while walking on the blood and bones! Now he is in trouble.
This imitation scroll should also be in your hand!"
Ye Qingfengxi and Duan De took the opportunity to move forward again.
With three layers of restraint, the demon prince could not support himself, and his waist was stooped in pain.
The last resistance.
But no matter how hard you try to resist, it's the last straw.
An imperial tripod, an imperial jar, and an imperial painting imitation scroll.
If you are not trapped by these three magical weapons, once you are trapped, there is no way you can escape.
The Demon King Prince, who is at the peak of the Sixth Immortal, is supporting himself with all his strength and cannot even retreat. Once he releases his strength and retreats, he will immediately be swallowed by the boundless black hole.
There was so much hatred in his eyes.
He thought that he would be the most powerful person in his life and would rarely meet an opponent, but he never expected that he would be defeated by those three ants.
"Come in!"
Ye Qingfeng shouted in his heart, and the imperial jar suddenly swirled.
The terrifying absorption power has increased again.
"Wow!"
The demon prince could no longer resist, and with his broken body, he was suddenly sucked into the sky-swallowing demon jar.
The absorption process was very short, but the feeling was extremely terrifying, as if I was suddenly thrown into an endless abyss, with no way forward at all.
Inside the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar, it was pitch black and empty.
The demon prince quickly stood up, raised his eyes and looked around, holding his trident horizontally in a defensive posture.
But looking out, there was endless darkness, and he couldn't even see where his opponent was.
Ye Qingfeng stared at the demon prince from a place that was very far away but seemed very close at the same time.
"Welcome to my territory."
Ye Qingfeng raised his lips and smiled, whispering in his heart, like a god, his body dispersed and disappeared into this world.
Later, Ye Qingfeng appeared in the Emperor's Cauldron holding the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar. Dragon Soul groaned, very satisfied with Ye Qingfeng's performance.
Xi and Duan De, whose spiritual power was exhausted, were sent into the wine gourd by her.
Xihe consumed a lot of spiritual energy, his face was pale, his eyebrows were smiling, and he closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
Using the Imperial Cauldron to defeat high-level monks is really a pleasure!
It’s so enjoyable!
After this fight, Xihe probably estimated his upper limit.
She can figure out which fights can be fought in the future and which ones cannot.
Haha, it’s no big deal for her to hold the emperor cauldron and clamor for the realm of the Immortal Five Saints without the emperor’s weapons.
"That Tianzun Wuliang really won a great battle!" Duan De took off the armor that was tied around his belly and looked very excited, "The opponent is still a peak Immortal Six! Tsk tsk, this is simply an existence recorded in the annals of history!"
Duan De was so cheerful that the willow spirit, mouse king and others were naturally infected.
Having said that, it had to be their master. Although his current strength was small, he was very capable of delaying time. He consumed a lot of spiritual energy from the Demon King and Prince, and finally won the battle.
The master is mighty!
The chaotic body is mighty!
If the master's cultivation continues to improve, he will be an invincible and terrifying existence!
Different from the joy in the wine gourd, there is gloom and gloom in the sky-swallowing magic jar.
Huge panic seized the demon prince's mind.
He has long heard about the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar.
And he also clearly knew that what he would have to face next after being trapped in the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar was constant and rapid aging.
Watching your life go by, watching your body wither, and watching your spiritual power dry up is simply an unspeakable torture.
And all of this was the work of that human empress.
Even the human race themselves called the empress "ruthless", not to mention the fear and awe of the other races.