C305 (1/2)

”Feng Qingyang!” The Demon Lord let out a furious roar, and then he became bigger and bigger. 'Pa Pa Pa!' The nine bolts of purple lightning that fell from the sky were sparkling. With a 'pa' sound, lightning bolts that streaked through the purple clouds were struck down violently towards the ground. He then clasped his hands together and pointed to the sky: ”Sky Demon Dance: Nine Purple Thunder Strikes”.

Now that he had lost a million devil soldiers, all of his anger was directed towards Feng Qingyang. What followed was the true fierce battle. However, this Demon Lord had lost two of his Divine Flames. His body probably wasn't his match at the moment.

”Hur hur, well done old man!” Xiang Xue'er couldn't help but sigh. She turned her head to look at Gu Liu Ma, who was preparing to leave, and blocked his path with a stride. ”Senior Gu, the matter between us is over. Where do you want to go?”

Even if his opponent was weak, he was still considered to be at least a level 10 Saint. There were already many injuries on his body, if he continued to work hard like this, when the other people came, perhaps everything that he worked so hard for would be destroyed.

”Xiang Xue'er, you have also escaped into the Devil Dao. This world no longer has a place for you. We are on the same boat. Why do you have to force me?” ”As long as you are willing to help me, once we obtain the world, how about we share the wealth between the two of us?”

”Gu Liuma, shut up. Don't confuse Xue'er with you.” Qing Tian furiously roared at the Gu Liuma. This was a joke, even if she was all alone, she would still do so. There was magic in her body, but in his heart, Xiang Xue'er was the same as before.

”Hahaha!” When Gu Liuma heard the blue sky, she immediately raised her head and laughed out loud: ”What a stupid man, this woman is using all of you, and yet you don't know anything. From what I see, you've also drunk her enchantment soup, and she treats the Yao Devil as a human being!”

”What did you say?” This bastard actually wanted to use estrangement tactics. As expected, he was sinister and cunning. She turned her head to look at him and said, ”Don't waste your breath with him, this Gu Liu Ma is very cunning. If you listen to his words and waver, you will fall into his trap!”

”En!” Lan Yiming nodded. The situation above began to increase again, and in the sky opposite, the Demon Sovereign who had lost millions of Demon Army soldiers had already lost his sanity. He had completely forgotten that he used Divine Flame just now. His current cultivation was only a third of his usual strength. After a while, he was no match for Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang's white beard sword flashed, heavily wounding the Demon Lord. His chest was stained with blood as he retreated a few steps back, looking somewhat defeated, but it was raining heavily in the night. Following which, a figure quickly moved to the opposite side, followed by a white icicle that fiercely attacked him.

Feng Qingyang turned his head, and a smile immediately appeared on his face. It meant that who else had such abilities, it was naturally the Thirteenth Saint Ouyang Zhentian. This was great, the million demon army that had just destroyed the Demon Lord had arrived, and killing the Demon Lord would be an easy task.

Just as Ouyang Zhentian's feet touched the ground, the stones on the ground started to violently jump. With a loud bang, a huge crack appeared on the ground, separating the Demon Lord, Feng Qingyang and the others completely. The crack got bigger and bigger, causing everyone to be unable to stand firmly.

The Demon Lord frowned as the Fire Mouse and the Wolf King appeared beside him. ”Demon Lord, you should use this opportunity to leave!”

Demon Marshall was extremely unresigned in his heart. Looking at the million devil soldiers that he painstakingly nurtured burn into a sea of flames, he could not help but tear Feng Qingyang and his men into pieces. However, he helplessly sustained heavy injuries. It will definitely return today's enmity to you a thousand times over! ”

The ground finally calmed down. Feng Qingyang and Ouyang Zhentian raised their heads and looked. A mass of black fog rushed into the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

”Damn it, he actually let him escape again!” Feng Qingyang could have killed him in one fell swoop, but that fire rat and the Wolf King had actually saved him.