This sudden scene naturally surprised the Jiuli Saint and the three realm masters. They did not expect that the core of the formation would fly out, and it had something to do with Zhuo Bufan!
Qiankun strongly merges seven pieces of saint's armed fragments, which are as heavy as one million!
Zhuo Bufan's Dantian was traction in the Chaos Sea, and a trace of chaotic power spread throughout his body, so that he could adapt to the weight of the Qiankun Gun at this time.
Holding the gun bar tightly with both palms, after the Yuan power squirted, countless cracks quickly cracked on the ground and spread around quickly.
"chaos!"
Zhuo Bufan clenched his steel teeth, his muscles made a sour sound, and his bones made a crackling sound like fried soybeans. Now he was facing a fire demon king, comparable to the existence of a saint. Since the saint's armed fragments were integrated
The spear seemed to have a responsibility that he could not shirrify.
The power of chaos is wandering wildly, and the meridians, muscles and bones are carrying great pressure. When fighting with the Sui Emperor, the body is damaged. What consequences will be caused by force now? Zhuo Bufan is also
I can't imagine, but now there is no way out behind me.
"We control the formation!" The cold voice of the Saint Jiuli came into the ears of the three realm masters.
The Lord of the White Tiger Realm, the Demon Lord of the Red Eyes, and the Lord of the Xuanwu Realm came to his senses instantly. No one could cheat on the enemy in this battle. If the Fire Demon Lord is not completely eliminated, there will definitely be an unprecedented catastrophe in the Demon Realm.
The majestic Yuanli condensed as the essence, like a vast ocean of water pouring into the abyss stone wall, and formations were everywhere. Black thunders flowed from the black chains, constantly penetrated into the body of the Flame Demon King, causing the Flame Demon King to roar in pain and anger.
Zhuo Bufan held the gun with both hands, stomped his feet, the ground within a radius of hundreds of miles suddenly sank, his body flew high, Zhuo Bufan stared at the giant thing in the abyss, his deep black eyes flashed a chill, and the gun in his hand
Sharp down, then sting violently downward.
"Go to die!"
A loud shout suddenly sounded, and Zhuo Bufan bit his steel teeth and his eyes were about to break.
The two hundred chaotic forces in the dantian did not care whether the body could bear it at all. They were all filled with spears. The tip of the spear was wrapped around gray thunder, and faintly turned into a thunder dragon, with its teeth and claws, with endless power!
The four-meter formation in the stone wall buzzed and rotated, and four white beams contained powerful primordial power, burst out and poured into Zhuo Bufan's body.
Zhuo Bufan's body was like a container, instantly infusing a lot of energy, making him feel that his body was about to smash and burst. The scales on the surface of his arm turned into powder, the muscles were torn and melted, and even the muscles were completely dissolved in some parts of the body. You could even see the whiteness under the flesh and blood.
Jade-like bones.
If Princess Hongyun saw this tragic appearance, her eyes would probably turn red immediately.
At the same time, a stream of unspeakable pain continued to stimulate Zhuo Bufan's divine sea. If his mental and willpower were not tenacious enough, he might not be able to hold on, allowing his soul to collapse first.
"I haven't learned the word "giving up" yet." Zhuo Bufan's face was already smiling, revealing his bones and teeth, looking hideous and terrifying, and a tragic curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Song!
The melodious dragon roar resounds through the sky.
The gray thunder at the tip of the spear was extremely rich, the thunder dragon was as solid as the substance, and the sharp dragon claws on the abdomen danced, rushing towards the Fire Demon King like a broken bamboo.
The Fire Demon King naturally noticed how terrifying the power contained in the thunder dragon. A trace of horror appeared in his bloodthirsty eyes, but the innate arrogance in his bones could not make him bow his head and compromise, and he still roared: "My Emperor Yan is immortal."
, My Emperor Yan is invincible! The Demon Slaughtering Realm... Blood flows into a sea!"
The surging evil black fog gushed out of the body of the Fire Demon King, turning into a huge phantom, with blood-red eyes and sharp minions, waving his hands wildly, trying to resist the attack of the Thunder Dragon!
Rumble...
The thunder dragon and the black fog floating on the surface of the Flame Demon King collided together. The three realm masters were directly shocked by the aftermath and flew backwards, each knocking out three bottomless holes on the stone wall.
Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack The abyss stone wall protected by the formation was also cracking under this violent impact force, and huge rocks rolled toward the bottom of the abyss.
Zhuo Bufan felt like a pool of mud, every inch of muscle and every bone seemed to be shattered, and even the strength to lift the eyelids was useless. His eyes began to slowly close, everything in front of him began to blur, and his consciousness began to blur, so he could only
I felt my body lose its center of gravity and fell downwards.
A light breeze blew by, wrapping Zhuo Bufan's body, allowing him to lie in the soft wind.
"The Flame Demon Clan... will definitely return to the Demon Realm!"
With the last roar of the Fire Demon King, the latter's body completely differentiated into particles under the violent energy release and disappeared into the air.
Swhoosh, three realm masters flew out in the hole in the stone wall, shook all the dust on their bodies, and then looked at the Fire Demon King who was gradually decomposing, the three of them showed joy on their faces, and a big stone fell heavily in their hearts, and they were loose.
In one breath.
"I didn't expect that I would have to rely on him to destroy the Fire Demon King in the end?" The Saint Jiuli glanced at Zhuo Bufan. The 'he' she said was naturally not Zhuo Bufan, but the one who left four pieces of the saint's armed fragments.
Bit.
Below the abyss, four tokens emitting milky white light floated, filled with rich holy energy.
"At that time, the master left four saints orders, which were filled with his will. You took away the comprehension one by one, which would be of great benefit to you embarking on the path of saints. The strong outside the domain may make a comeback.
On a day, and before that day comes, I also hope that the second saint will be born in the northern border." The saint Jiuli said in a light voice, with a wave of his bare hands, the three saints ordered them to fly to the three realm masters.
The Lord of the White Tiger Realm, Lord of the Xuanwu Realm, and the Demon Lord of the Red Eyes each reached out to catch one, with a look of surprise on his face, and said respectfully: "I wish to live up to the expectations of the Saint of Jiuli!"
"As for him, I will take him back to Zhuque Mountain to cultivate first. This body has not been broken yet, which is a bit surprising." The Jiuli Saint's eyes fell on Zhuo Bufan who was unconscious and murmured softly.
Indeed, just now, the body of an ordinary practitioner would never be able to bear it. Even if Zhuo Bufan had a dragon evil body, he would almost be torn into pieces, let alone others.
...
In fact, not many people know about the storm of the Burial of the Holy Abyss. Most people only search for treasures in the Death Demon Demon. As for the matter of destroying the Flame Demon King in the Burial of the Holy Abyss, only the Saints of Jiuli and the Three Realms Lords.
But the four of them obviously kept their mouths tight on this matter.
Even so, Zhuo Bufan's killing of the Yuan Sui Realm Emperor spread wildly, causing the entire northern territory of the demon realm to fall into a stir, and the reputation of Shadow Killing King was completely resounding, and everyone knew it.
Inside a hideous ship.
A young man in a gorgeous dress was lying on the throne, and a man in black was kneeling below. His forehead was sweat like soybeans and he dared not raise his head.
"It's quite interesting. Can a peak king in the world kill Yuan Sui? Zhuo Bufan, I've recorded this name!" Qingnianxu narrowed his eyes and murmured softly.