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Chapter 1810 Variables!

The eleven pioneers who were originally as powerful as the sky suddenly fell wildly!
The momentum of his body is getting weaker and weaker!
In the end, I could only barely retain the half-step airspace realm!
"not good!"
The five hall masters below shouted that something was wrong, and Xuan Jiusi and others even turned pale.
But opposite them, Fu Jiang, who had reacted, burst into laughter.
"You and others are rebellious, even if the Demon Lord is framed and fell by you, it is enough to suppress you and others!"
With the appearance of the Demon Lord's bloodline, the battle situation reversed at this moment!
Eleven pioneers, their breath was unstable, and they fled in scattered.
Fu Jiang snorted coldly, and the powerful space power spread out.
A series of space barriers were erected in front of Xuan Jiusi and others.
Before they could defeat them together, the next moment, the terrifying power of space began to crush them like a millstone!
Seeing this, Ye Xinghe raised his lips lightly.
It also drives the rules of space to integrate into Fujiang's attack.
The crushing power increased instantly.
The many pioneers who were forced to gather together suddenly felt endless pressure and their faces began to turn pale.
Obviously, it's a bit difficult to support.
The bones in the outer part of Huo Wuqi seemed to be crushed.
He attacked in horror, bursting with demonic aura, and wailing constantly in his mouth.
"Fujiang! I am willing to surrender, don't kill me!"
The high-ranking pioneer is now in a mess like a stray dog.
Seeing Fu Jiang turn a blind eye, he turned to look at Ye Xinghe and begged.
"I am a strong person in the airspace realm, and I can do whatever I want!"
"Give me a chance, my friend!"
Before a stick of incense, he relied on the leading position of realm to erase Ye Xinghe with a space millstone.
I don’t want to see that the two parties have already changed their positions in just a short time.
Ye Xinghe sneered: "If you win today, will you give us a chance?"
As soon as these words came out, Vi Wuqi's eyes suddenly became dim.
In the battle between life and death, how can we say there be an opportunity?
"You colluded with the gods and attacked the king."
"Have you ever thought about today?"
"Today, this palace cleans up the portal for the king!"
Amid the roars of Fujiang, the powerful space power surged again.
Wei Wuqi wailed in pain, and the meridians in his body completely turned into powder.
In the ugly expressions of Xuan Jiuzi and others,
The once lofty pioneer of the demon clan died Wuqi and gradually turned into powder!
Wait for the power of space to sweep by,
Death is unsurprising, death!
Looking at his companions who disappeared from the spot, Xuan Jiusi and others looked gloomy.
There were several pioneers with weaker strength, and even more terror flashed in their eyes.
They are also afraid of entering the footsteps of immortality!
"Fujiang, are you really going to force us to fight to the death?"
Xuan Jiuzi's expression at this moment was somewhat fierce and weak on the inside.
"Even if you can kill us, you may not be able to gain benefits if we fight to the death!"
Fu Jiang's face was cold and raised his hand calmly to the front.
"You can try it!"
The suffocating pressure continued to emerge, and the expressions of Xuan Jiuzi and others became more and more painful.
Just as another pioneer was about to die, Xuan Jiuzi roared with a ferocious face.
"This is what you forced me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a pure white light suddenly appeared above his head.
Ye Xinghe frowned slightly, and a feeling of uneasiness surged into his heart.
The next moment, an inexplicable sense of majesty surged out from Xuan Jiu's body.
Holy white light penetrates the space and spreads on the battlefield below.
These white lights seemed to have extraordinary infectiousness, which made some seriously injured demons look peaceful.
But this seemingly holy white light made the Fujiang River sink like water.
"Holy Light of the Gods!"
The four simple words made Sikong Kuang and others' expressions become heavier.
They participated in that battle back then and knew the meaning behind these four words.
"Xuan Jiu Zi, you are still the top strong man of the demon clan! He has long been a dog of the god clan!"
Listening to Sikong Kuang's roar, Ye Xinghe was a little puzzled and came to Fujiang.
"Lord of the Palace, what is the origin of this so-called holy light?"
Fu Jiang snorted lowly and explained: "The Holy Light of the Gods is a sacred land of the Gods, a strange product in Feixian Lake. It is hard to get a wisp in a thousand years."
"This thing can remove all evil spirits in the body and repair your own injuries."
Ye Xinghe frowned: "How could the gods give him such a precious thing?"
Fu Jiang's eyes showed contempt and glanced at Xuan Jiuzi.
"Although this holy light is a treasure to the gods, it does more harm than good to the people of other tribes!"
“Why?”
"Because those who use it will pay a huge price, will be controlled by the holy light, and will obey the kings of the gods, which is no different from slaves!"
After hearing this, Ye Xinghe immediately understood.
No wonder Sikong Kuang was so angry!
Those who can be given holy light must have long been no longer cooperative with the gods.
In other words, if it weren't for the long-awaited determination to serve, Xuan Jiuzi wouldn't have brought the holy light on his body!
Fu Jiang's aura increased three more times, and his anger rose in his chest, almost burning.
"You have fallen to this point, Xuan Jiuzi, you are really a sinner of my clan!"
Faced with this, Xuan Jiuzi just sneered.
"Anyway, I'm just a dog, why can't I choose a master?"
"presumptuous!"
Fu Jiang could no longer bear it, and his figure disappeared from the spot instantly.
When he appeared again, he had already arrived at Xuan Jiuzi's side.
The huge sword shadow enveloped, aiming at Xuan Jiuzi's eyebrows.
Xuan Jiuzi snorted coldly, and a white light flashed in his eyes.
The next moment, a powerful aura spread out from him.
Fu Jiang's offensive was actually directly resisted by him!
At the same time, a fluctuation of space with red light also swept across Fujiang's neck!
In the midst of lightning, Fujiang tore up the space and dodges, retreating back to his previous position.
Feeling the aura of Xuan Jiuzi, his face looked a little ugly.
"His strength...recovered!"
The holy light of the gods is indeed powerful, and it actually directly eliminates the limitations of the true spell of the demons.
Fu Jiang sneered: "There is only one ray of holy light. All you can recover is your own strength. What can you be proud of?"
Xuan Jiuzi showed a cruel smile on his lips, tearing apart the space barrier that trapped the pioneers.
"There are nine half-step airspace beside me. As long as I entangle you, can the boy beside you really block it?"
His words are like an offensive signal.
The remaining nine pioneers rushed out in an instant.
Their goal is extremely clear - Ye Xinghe!
Nine former airspace realm!
Although he cannot control the power of space, his combat experience is extremely rich, which is enough to make Ye Xinghe unable to take care of him.
The most important thing is that the connection between Ye Xinghe and the Demon Lord’s life soul requires the consumption of his own spiritual power.
Chapter completed!
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