The first thousand three hundred and forty-nine chapters of the broken battle (fourteen)
High in the sky somewhere in the Broken Kingdom, six demon kings who had lost weight were flying rapidly. Some looked shocked, some frightened, and some showed despair.
"The tribesmen on the ground were all defeated by the immortal cultivators..."
"The Pseudo-Demon Emperor has also disappeared."
"The four Demon Emperors tried their best but couldn't injure it, and three of them died. This level of combat power is probably almost the same as that of the later Demon Emperors, and has exceeded the interface limit. This..."
"What should we do? That guy's escape speed is much faster than ours, and he will be caught up sooner or later."
"Demon Emperor Luo Yue's soul aura is still there, so now we can only hide in hiding, find Luo Yue, and find a way to inform Lord Demon Lord of the situation in this world!"
The leader of the Blood Barbarian Demon King said in a deep voice: "Xue Pan, there is still some magic energy left in our bodies, so we will divide the Yuanying of the pseudo-god into six parts and leave separately to heal."
A sturdy demon king next to him nodded with a heavy face. He and the blood barbarian's demon body simultaneously emitted streaks of dark purple lightning, which were also concentrated in their bodies.
The strong black Nascent Souls in their Dantians each held one blue and one red in their arms, and the two Nascent Souls fell into coma. After a while, traces of lightning energy surged out of the Dantians and surrounded the two Nascent Souls.
But at this moment, a violent will suddenly rose up from the depths of the two Nascent Souls, and a small ball of rich golden blood surged out. Almost at the same time, the two Nascent Soul villains were plated with gold, as if they were wearing a robe.
He wore two small pieces of armor to block the dark purple lightning energy.
Xueman and Xuepan were stunned for a moment, but then they thought of something and their expressions suddenly changed.
"not good."
They quickly opened their mouths and were about to spit out the two Nascent Souls. As a result, the layer of golden armor separated into a small group at an astonishing speed. The golden blood stuck to the two Demon King's Demon Infants, and the latter's Demon Essence
The operation suddenly became stagnant.
The joint light escape of these six demon kings, without the blessing of the demonic elements of Xueman and Xuepan, suddenly reduced its speed by less than half, and the other four demons all looked over.
I saw that Xueman and Xuepan looked in pain, the demonic energy in their bodies was extremely unstable, the true demonic intention was tumbling, and there was still a violent will faintly exuding in their bodies.
"The will of that monster!"
"How did it enter your body..."
Xue Man's body trembled, and he said with difficulty: "It's that monster... He tampered with these two Nascent Souls."
"Quickly...run away separately and leave us alone, otherwise everyone will have...a dead end..."
"this……"
As he spoke, an extremely violent will descended from the sky, and the bodies of Xueman and Xuepan trembled even more violently. Their bodies were even out of control, and their demonic hands tried to grab other demon kings.
"Let's go!"
"Hibernate and find Demon Emperor Luo Yue!"
"When the space crack opens next time, we must inform the Saints about the situation here!"
The eyes of the remaining four demon kings flashed with humiliation and unwillingness in turn, and then the demonic energy in their bodies rolled and shot out in four different directions.
The two demon kings, Bloodline and Blood Pan, were left suspended in mid-air, their demonic bodies trembling, and their demonic essence and physical bodies seemed to have lost control at the same time.
"Buzz..."
After a while, the energy of the demon spirits in the sky rolled and suddenly collapsed inward, forming two golden palms about ten feet in size.
The palm prints on these two giant palms are vaguely visible, and there are also strange double helix runes shining, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.
One to the left and the other to the back, they grabbed the two demon kings into their palms with a violent wind. The surrounding space even rippled under the sliding of these fingers, producing faint blue space sparks.
Then a burly man with an afterimage appeared aside. He stretched out his hands, and a fist-sized ball of golden blood gushed out from each palm. It was intertwined with violent will and mysterious aura, and he hit the two trapped in the golden energy.
The devil in the palm of your hand.
As if blood dissolved in water, the two masses of blood turned into blood mist and melted directly into the purple-black scales. The bodies of the two demon kings suddenly stopped struggling, and only their eyes exuded a look of terror.
Then the burly man waved one hand, treating the two demon kings as objects, and put them into the storage space. The air outside his body twisted and turned into a golden light, chasing the demon king in the direction of escape...
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In the Tiangang Formation, the war between the immortal cultivators and the demons came to an end. Under the siege of the body cultivators of the Refining Pavilion and a large number of Nascent Soul monks, dozens of demon generals were defeated.
They were dead and injured, and the rest were running around under the cover of the magic mist.
Just when the morale of the cultivators was greatly boosted, the vitality clouds above suddenly trembled violently, and the terrifying pressure of vitality rolled high in the sky.
From the cracked restricted cloud, many immortal cultivators saw the bodies of the two god-forming seniors being blown to pieces and the Nascent Soul being swallowed up.
But then, the six demon kings actually connected the escaping light into one piece and shot towards the east of the formation.
"Two senior transformation gods have died!"
"The devil has the upper hand, why did he run away..."
Suddenly, a golden figure appeared in the high altitude to the west. The air around it was twisted, and a burly body could be vaguely seen inside, chasing the six demon kings at an alarming speed.
Just when all the immortal cultivators were confused, Abbot Zhiyuan's slightly tired voice suddenly came from high in the sky: "The four demon emperors of the demon clan have been killed, and the six demon kings have been seriously injured and are being chased by Pavilion Master Lu."
"In this war between demons, we immortal cultivators have won!"
The immortal cultivators on the battlefield were in a daze for a moment, but then they cheered, and many even excitedly shot streaks of colorful flames into the sky.
Demons have been a nightmare that haunts the ears of high-level immortal cultivators since ancient times.
Seventy thousand years ago, the immortal cultivators united with the demon clan and barely managed to repel the demon clan. However, after that, the demon clan was purged by the immortal cultivators and driven out of the land. The vitality of the heaven and earth in the immortal cultivator world gradually became turbid.
Even if high-level immortal cultivators realize the power of will on their own, they can only cultivate to the realm of pseudo-gods. The overall strength of the immortal cultivator world is much weaker than in ancient times.
But now, facing the invasion of four demon emperors, six demon kings, and hundreds of demon generals, the army of immortal cultivators actually won.
Everyone understood that their victory was all due to the Body Refining Pavilion.
Pavilion Master Lu alone had killed four demon emperors. They were even more powerful demon kings. Moreover, after the battle, he still had enough energy to chase down the remaining six demon kings.
In addition to Pavilion Master Lu, the strength of the others in the Body Refining Pavilion is also beyond imagination. The evil true dragon that is tens of feet tall, the demon monkey that transforms into a black giant ape, and the Nascent Soul-level body cultivator with amazing changes in supernatural powers, all this is an eye-opener for them.
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Many Nascent Soul Stage monks on the battlefield even had the idea of switching to another sect at this time.
The human body cultivators have higher combat power than the demons of the same level. With the existence of the Body Refining Pavilion, the interface they are in no longer has to fear the demons.
Then, under the command of several pseudo-gods, the immortal cultivators began to clean the battlefield, and all demon corpses, storage bracelets, magic treasures and other trophies were unified and sorted.
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At this time, the bone-transformation disciples of the Body Refining Pavilion came into a magical mist. Xiao Jin sat on Pan Yan's shoulders, and the other body cultivators stood in a circle, looking nervously ahead.
A purple-black demonic dragon that was more than thirty feet long was crawling on the ground, and the flesh and blood all over its body was trembling and twisting, like layers of thick liquid, surging towards the dragon's head.
As the layers of flesh and blood shrink, the thick dragon bones underneath are gradually revealed, and the treasure light flashes above. It seems to be a huge magic weapon, but its miniature magic circle is very simple, with only one solid magic circle.
Gradually, the evil and greedy aura, the black liquid mixed with lavender flesh and blood, concentrated in the jaws of the dragon head, gradually manifesting the outline of two tall bodies.
One of them is nine feet tall, his body is covered with thick purple-black scales, and the bone spurs on his joints are thicker than ordinary late-stage demon generals. It is the false demon emperor. He has his eyes closed and seems to have fallen into a deep sleep.
Suddenly, next to him was a sturdy bald man, with a strong and unyielding spirit all over his body, and traces of purple-black lightning surging on his body. He was Hong Yuntian, the great elder of the Body Refining Pavilion.
After a while, these will energy fluctuations gradually disappeared, and he opened his eyes. His dark pupils looked at the stunned body of the pseudo-devil emperor beside him, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
"My preparations for the past six months have not been in vain, and I have captured this new pseudo-devil emperor alive."
Then Hong Yuntian waved his hand, and the giant dragon skeleton on the ground and the body of the pseudo-devil emperor disappeared. He said calmly:
"Xiao Jin and I entered the magic mist and counted the remaining demons. The others went to the immortal cultivators. Don't let them kill the seriously injured demon generals. Capture them alive if you can! Every living demon is now