Deep in the magic mist of the ancient battlefield, in the space-sealed valley, the silver mist rolling like a giant fireball gradually calmed down, and beyond the silver light, a burly figure appeared.
This is a nine-foot-tall demon with short dark purple hair. The scales on his face are small and neat, and he looks quite handsome. He has purple-black scales all over his body, and there are bone spurs three feet long on his bone joints.
"Welcome the Demon King!"
More than twenty feet away, at the edge of the magic mist, several demons stood in the protective shield of the slope, bowing to this man from a distance. The leader was the new demon general, Ye Ning, the originally unconscious demon.
clan, I don’t know when I woke up.
When the Black Wind Demon King heard these sounds, he looked over with his narrow eyes, and his body flashed like a purple lightning bolt, ripples in the air, and landed in front of these demons, and a hoarse voice came out.
"We just broke through, and the soul is still a little unstable. Are you the body that carries the blood-weeping soul? Where has the blood-weeping soul gone? And where is the blood inheritance that was just transferred? Shouldn't it be guarded here?"
Ye Ning was well prepared for these questions, and he said respectfully: "Master Qi, after Master Xuewei arrived, the soul was attacked by the space storm and was very weak. After barely setting up the nightmare formation, the oil ran out and the lamp dried up.
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"As soon as Master Xuecheng was teleported, he found eight pseudo-gods coming here. In order to ensure the progress of the plan, Master went out to find a place to break through two days ago."
"Is Xuewei so unlucky?"
The Black Wind Demon King was shocked when he heard the first two sentences, but then he said with some dissatisfaction: "It is so difficult for the pseudo-Demon Emperor to break through. I really don't understand why the Demon Lord arranged for the blood to come in. This guy's qualifications are obviously not quite there.
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"There are eight human beings who are pseudo-gods. If this guy succeeds in breaking through, that's all. If he fails, the pressure on this king will be great."
Listening to these grumbling words, Ye Ning, the new demon general, and the other demon soldiers bowed their heads and remained silent.
"Okay, you continue to stay here, I will go to the fog of nightmare... wait, the breath of the human race!"
Heifeng suddenly narrowed his eyes, a triangular purple-black scale on his forehead emitted a trace of purple light, and his burly demonic body rushed directly into the demonic mist.
At the same time, the purple-black mist dozens of feet away suddenly rolled up. Several thick spiritual lights squeezed out of the purple-black mist, and a powerful spiritual consciousness with the same cruel meaning glanced around.
"Space seal! We found the right one this time."
"There are demons there, and there is also a magic circle, maybe it's the eye of the circle!"
"Be careful, the Demon King's transmission this time is real."
"The Demon King is missing, probably hiding in the Demonic Fog!"
The immortal cultivators headed by Lord Huoling saw the valley that looked like a silver fireball and sensed the extremely rich aura here. They first looked relieved, but then they became vigilant.
They did not stop, and eight rays of escape light flashed together, flying directly to the top of the silver valley. Spiritual consciousnesses containing the power of will spread in all directions, exploring this space filled with silver light and spiritual energy.
Afraid that the devil is hiding around.
Soon, everyone discovered that there were only a few low-level demons on that slope, and there was no difference elsewhere. There was spiritual energy everywhere, and it was almost impossible for the demon king to hide here.
Just as they were exploring with their spiritual consciousness, the silver valley below suddenly started rolling. Deep in the silver mist, a faint blue ball of light and a large number of purple-black lightning could be vaguely seen, slowly moving outward.
"The Demon King's cross-border teleportation?"
"Three of the previous four fluctuations were fake, which means that only one demon king came, and this is the second one."
"The vitality of heaven and earth around the space seal is several times stronger than it was six hundred years ago. Looking at this speed, it will take at least two days for this demon king to teleport here."
"Kill those demon cubs first, the magic circle under their feet is a bit weird."
Gu Deming drew his right hand in front of him, and the surrounding spiritual energy quickly gathered, turning into a solid sword energy with a cyan halo. With a wave of his sleeve, it shot towards the slope not far away.
The terrifying coercion of the Yuanqi transformation level filled the air, and the scales of the demons, including Ye Ning, stood up, and they all looked frightened.
At this moment, a black claw about ten feet in size suddenly burst out of the magic mist. This claw was filled with black halo and was so solid that the scales on it were clearly visible.
The magic light claws pinched the green sword glow, and the rich demonic energy squeezed inward, and the sword glow spread out, turning into little spiritual lights and dispersing from the fingers.
Then, the magic light claw clenched into a fist, with overwhelming demonic power, squeezing the rich spiritual energy, and blasted towards the transformed gods.
Gu Deming felt this powerful force, his hands surged with spells, and he drew three cyan sword energy and shot forward. They merged together during the flight and turned into a three-foot sword surging with mysterious runes.
Long sword.
"when!"
A crisp sound appeared in mid-air, and at some point, the black magic light fist turned into a shiny black scale shield. Under the bombardment of the green sword, although the light was dimmed, it still pressed forward.
At this time, Lord Fire Spirit and Lord Ice Spirit took action at the same time. A ball of fire with a blazing halo was intertwined with a blue ice cone, and mixed into a red and blue ball of light, which was filled with some kind of destructive atmosphere.
"boom!"
The sun-like halo lit up, and the black magic light quickly dissipated, and soon disappeared without a trace. The remaining magic energy was squeezed outward by the invisible waves of spiritual energy, causing the surrounding magic mist to stir up waves.
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Half of the pseudo-gods here have never fought against the Demon King. Seeing the simple battle between the two sides through the spiritual power of Yuan Qi, I suddenly got an idea in my mind. In the home field of Ling Yuan Qi, it requires the combined efforts of three people. The Demon King is obviously stronger than the early stage of the Transformation God.
a bit.
"The reaction was quite fast. I left the magic fog immediately. I also planned to sneak around and attack."
A somewhat annoyed voice came, and the figure of the Black Wind Demon King emerged from the magic mist. He was suspended on the slope, looking at the eight pseudo-gods in the distance, with a somewhat leisurely expression, as if he was not in a hurry to fight.
The Lord Fire Spirit ignored the Demon King's words, looked around, and then transmitted a message: "There are many cracks in the space around the magic circles guarded by the low-level demons, and their auras are weird, so they are probably the fog magic circles."
Eye."
"With the weird magical fog around us, even if we have the numerical advantage, we can't take down this demon king. When the second demon king comes, we will be in trouble."
Several people sent a message and quickly made the distribution. Huo Ling, Lord Ice Ling, and Gu Deming mobilized the true energy in their bodies.
The fire-red and ice-colored ice fire axe, the gray-white Hunyuan Sword, three heaven-reaching spiritual treasure-level treasures, under the urging of several pseudo-gods, gathered a large amount of the vitality of heaven and earth.
A terrifying aura rose into the sky, and under the urging of several people, three streams of light shot straight towards the magic circle on the slope.
Seeing this, the Black Wind Demon King said in an arrogant tone: "As long as I am here, you can't even think of destroying this formation."
As he spoke, a five-foot-tall round-headed hammer appeared in his hand. The weapon was dark red in color, and the front part of the hammer was like a huge iron ball, looking extremely heavy.
Thick demonic energy surged in the body of the Black Wind Demon King, and the black demonic energy from the demonic mist behind him rolled over and converged on this weapon.
The air in front of the round-headed hammer also twisted, as if there was some invisible force rolling around. The rich demonic energy condensed into a round black hammer-headed halo in the twisted air, and invisible pressure rippled out.
Black Wind let out a roar, and the muscles under the scales of his arms swelled, and with a whistling sound, he swung forward fiercely.
"Boom boom boom!"
The Black Wind Demon King kept waving his arms, and this huge ball-headed hammer seemed to have no weight. It collided with several towering spiritual treasures in front of it three times in a short period of time, and violent air waves surged in all directions.
Each blow accurately struck each piece of Heavenly Spiritual Treasure, not only destroying its vitality and aura, but also sending it flying back. The magic light of the round-headed hammer also dissipated, revealing the blood-red hammer head behind it.
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The Black Wind Demon King stepped back a few feet and casually carried the round-headed hammer on his shoulder. He looked quite relaxed. Under his protection, the restrictions and demons on the slope behind him were not affected.
Lord Huo Ling and others had already expected this. This demon king relied on the magic mist and had an endless supply of demonic energy. Moreover, he was holding a magic weapon to fight. The demon king could use the explosive power of his body to make multiple attacks in a short period of time, far away.
It exceeds the power of remote control magic weapons by cultivators.
It can be said that when the Demon King broke out, he was able to fight to a draw with three pseudo-gods.
However, they were not just three people fighting. The Hunyuan Sword and other magic weapons drew an arc in mid-air, replenishing the spiritual energy. The golden whip of the Biyan Dragon King and the dragon claw dagger of the three-headed dragon all joined the battle.
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The area where everyone is located has sufficient spiritual energy and very little real energy consumption. At this time, it is natural to take advantage of the large number of people.
Seeing this, the Black Wind Demon King turned into a round-headed hammer with both hands. More demonic energy surged out of the demonic mist behind him. He had no intention of dodge. It seemed that the magic circle behind him was the top priority.