When many Demon Sect monks saw this scene, their expressions changed drastically.
Monk Shoude just took action, and his strength was already astonishing.
If we can't win, then what's the use of others stepping forward?
When Xuan Ying saw this scene, a look of ridicule appeared on his face: "No wonder the land in the Western Region is occupied by the Buddhist sect, and hundreds of demon sects are all cowards without eggs!"
Hong Ming was shocked by Xuan Ying's scolding.
Is there anyone among the demon clan who is so shameless in cursing others?
Among the demon cultivators, there were a few people who showed dissatisfaction.
"Demon-Eating Sect Lu Jian will fight with you."
Someone shouted loudly and flew into the sky. He was not polite and came directly to fight.
This man practiced the magic technique passed down from the Demon-Eating Sect, and his strength was extremely impressive, especially since his natal magic weapon was a small three-legged cauldron, which was thick, broad, and powerful. As soon as he made a move, he overwhelmed Xuan Ying.
Everyone watching the battle was overjoyed.
"Uncle Lu Jian is the Venerable Nascent Soul, and the natal magic weapon he sacrificed is also mysterious. If he has the talent to transform into a god, he will definitely be able to subdue this monster."
"Yes, you might even be able to adopt him as a spiritual pet, which will be a big help when the time comes."
…
The people from the Demon Sect said loudly, feeling very uncomfortable.
But in just a moment, the green light shone on the body of the mysterious eagle, and it directly grabbed the three-legged cauldron, tearing the three-legged cauldron apart, and then swayed its body and tore Lu Jian in half.
He swallowed the flesh and blood in his claws. As if he had swallowed it, Xuan Ying spat it out:
"Hmph, the meat from the Demon Sect is not as delicious as the meat from the Buddha Sect."
Many Demon Sect monks were horrified.
This Black Eagle is really too strong.
Unless you concentrate your magical powers, it will be difficult to subdue them.
Xuan Ying tore another person apart. The demon cultivator who had just spoken shut up, and no one dared to step forward again.
After waiting for a while and seeing no one coming out, Xuan Ying flew back, as proud as ever.
After a while, another demon flew up. This demon was the woman wearing the red crown. She was charming and noble. The demon cultivator immediately attacked her, but with just one move, the demon cultivator was killed by the flames.
Burned to ashes.
Nanming Lihuo!
This is a descendant of the Phoenix clan.
And it looks like his bloodline is extremely strong.
When Hong Ming saw this scene, he sighed.
This younger generation of the Phoenix clan also went down after two fights. For a while, no one appeared again.
At this time, a Yuanying Venerable from Thousand Demon Peaks stood up. This Yuanying Venerable was exuding yellow magic light and had a thick aura. He floated into the air and looked at Hong Ming.
"This Taoist friend killed my disciple and didn't come out to die."
Hong Ming was closing his eyes to comprehend the great road in the void. When he heard these words, he opened his eyes. When he saw the demon cultivator, his expression became dull for a moment.
"Brother Hong, how about I take you to this fight?"
Ren Buhui next to him said with some interest.
Hong Ming shook his head. Although he felt bored in his heart, there was no harm in seeing what this demon cultivator was capable of.
With a sway of his body, Hong Ming swayed high into the sky.
"You want to attack me?"
Hong Ming asked with interest.
The demonic cultivator raised his hand, and a yellow mountain peak appeared in the sky: "Yes, before you went up the mountain, did you remember to kill a golden elixir monk? This man was my disciple, so I came to take revenge on you.
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Hong Ming nodded:
"That's a good reason, but Hong wants to ask if you have any brothers and sisters from the same school. You might as well hand them over, so that I don't have to continue to take action later. I'll just send you on your way."
"you!"
The demon cultivator had a look of shock and anger on his face.
Without saying a word, the yellow mountain peak flew out from his hand and smashed down towards Hong Ming in an instant.
Hong Ming stood where he was, not moving.
The yellow mountain peak is the natal magic weapon of the Yuanying Venerable. It has an astonishing momentum, the light on it shines, and its power is extraordinary.
"This Golden Core Master is really a big deal. Even Master Yuanying, not many people dare to resist the Thousand Demons Peak so hard. This magic weapon is a direct descendant of the Thousand Demons Sect. It is inherited from a Thousand Demons Master in ancient times. It is extremely powerful.
Measurement."
"Yes, under this magic weapon, if you resist hard, you will definitely die."
"Do you think that because a few people were defeated at the hands of the demon clan, you think we are easy to mess with? I will buy this person's body later, refine it into a corpse, and process it."
…
Many demon cultivators said this.
Hong Ming watched Thousand Demon Peaks fall, and the five colors of light shining on his body.
This time, Hong Ming did not use his magical power. The magical talisman did not shine, but he used a spell.
However, even the Hunyuan body-protecting divine light is not as powerful as ordinary spells. When the Thousand Demonic Peaks fell from high in the sky, the smile on Hong Ming's face remained. No matter how hard he tried, the Thousand Demonic Peaks could not be suppressed.
ah.
It was as if a thin layer of light on Hong Ming's body was indestructible.
"How can it be?"
The expression of Master Yuanying changed drastically.
Hong Ming smiled, stretched out his hand, and the five-color radiance shone, enveloping the Thousand Demon Peaks. As the Hunyuan light shone, the Thousand Demon Peaks shrank and fell into Hong Ming's hands.
No matter how the Yuanying Master urged it, Thousand Demon Peaks could not make any waves in Hong Ming Shou's fight.
"Do you still want to kill me now?"
Hong Ming had a smile on his face.
Venerable Yuanying's face turned pale, and his body turned into a ray of light, flying into the distance. Hong Ming waved his hand, and the five elements of annihilating divine light flew out and flew directly to this person. Under the five elements of annihilating divine light, this Venerable Yuanying
His body exploded instantly, and even the Nascent Soul could not escape, and was destroyed in the explosion.
Thousand Demon Peaks fell into Hong Ming's hands.
"Is there anyone who wants to take revenge on me now?"
Hong Ming asked with a smile on his face.
The monk who just spoke turned pale and remained silent.
Holding Thousand Demonic Peaks, Hong Ming returned to the place where he was. Ren Buhui walked over with a look of admiration on his face: "Fellow Taoist, you really have hidden it well. You have practiced this magic to the point where you have already condensed your magical power."
Hong Ming did not explain. After shaking his head, he placed Thousand Demon Peaks on the ground and watched with interest.
This Thousand Demon Peaks is indeed extraordinary.
Thousands of mountains and earth are gathered into this magic weapon, which is astonishing in weight and extremely thick. It is worthy of being the magic weapon passed down by thousands of demons. Hong Ming watched and observed the condensed runes in it.
There were quite a few of these runes, and Hong Ming understood most of them. But for the hundreds of runes that didn't exist, Hong Ming quickly understood them by burning the secret technique of the Heart Lamp.
"Sure enough, among these many sects, which one is simple? The inheritance among these thousands of demon sects is also unique."
Hong Ming felt greatly rewarded.
In addition to gaining some insights during this trip to Wangyue Cliff, the biggest gain is these runes.
Hong Ming continued to comprehend the runes on Thousand Demon Peaks.
But half a day later, a strange scene appeared on the Moon Watching Cliff.
In the high sky of Wangyue Cliff, two huge phantoms appeared. One was covered in Buddha's light and held a Buddhist bead in his hand. The golden light shone with infinite Buddha's light, while the other was arbitrary, arrogant and lawless.
Hong Ming stared with wide eyes, a look of surprise in his eyes: