Chapter 545 (2/2)

Anyang didn't do it either.

They need these celestial practitioners to fully contact with the demon king of the evil way, and the best way is to have the same fate path, so as to be more conducive to the next battle against demons.

Up to the end of the day, near dusk, the sun's light is getting darker and darker, casting a moving color in the distant sky, but the gorgeous agitation of the sky is far from resting.

Several Tiandao practitioners have been exhausted, but the demon king has become more and more brave. Several times, he almost seized the opportunity to kill the power of an ethereal peak, and even some people have quit the battle because of injuries.

It was at this time that the old Kunlun Taoist priest suddenly retreated, gasped, and looked back at the darkened sky.

This kind of fight is still too much for their kind of spiritual practitioners.

”That's enough. It's going to be dark soon. Don't let him delay any more, or the Yin Qi will surround you and you will be afraid of change!”

Hearing what he said, only three old guys of Qimiao peak took back their hands and retreated.

Although Lao Dao was born in Kunlun, he still spoke with dignity because of his age.

At the same time, other great powers from the immortal mountain cave and the hermits who are traveling outside are all aiming at the ferocious faces of the sky.

The most typical one is Yuqing of Shushan school, that is, the middle-aged man who flies the imperial sword.

”Thousands of swords!”

An ancient sword suddenly incarnates in countless forms, which is not as exaggerated as thousands of other swords, but it also seems to be dense, all following Yuqing's sword fingers.

Brush!

The ancient sword gathered together and roared up. It suddenly collided with the black smoke. The sword body broke through the blockade like a boat going upstream, but it was hit back by the black smoke. It even broke up. It turned into white light spot and disappeared in the air on the spot. However, the sword flow did not stop. It still collided with the black smoke.

Until hundreds of ancient swords only have one last handle, and finally fly back under the call of Yuqing. They are still spinning in the air, as if they were knocked down, but they are firmly in his hands.

This movement is a little less immortal, but a little more natural.

It seems that as Anyang thought, Shushan school is all shushushushumaniacs. If it's modern, it has to charm thousands of girls. Well, maybe it can also charm young men.

The face in the sky spits out another black smoke, but collides with the upward flame column of an eminent man. A black smoke screen is formed in an instant, blocking the ten thousand golden lights of a Taoist, and it also spreads out countless black smoke and rushes to the righteous people, sweeping and surging.

It's a pure spell fight.

It's appalling that the evil demon king, with one to many and multi-faceted spells, is still fighting against his spells.

But after all, it's two fists and four hands. The demon king can block one, two or even three, but he can't block so many Taishang in Xianshan cave and the high people who travel in the world.

”Click and wipe!”

A bright flash of lightning came down, right in the middle of the black smoke, which distorted the face instantly.

Although the evil spirit king is higher than most of the people here, he is not afraid of anyone alone and two or three people are OK. However, there are too many people here. He is too busy to deal with them. However, these people who besiege him are still the high-level people of the people in the right path. He is not easy to suffer when the magic falls on him. In particular, the enemy's potential is numerous, his own potential is few, and his subordinates are all crushed to death by the so-called ”virtuous man”, so it is difficult to protect themselves, so he has to deal with it alone.

In fact, the defeat has already been doomed, who can see that the resistance of the demon king is very reluctant, like a dying struggle.

With the continuous fall of the sky fire and the destruction of the people's magic in the right way, the forest became a bare place in a short day, full of the traces of the fire, and the huge faces in the sky were gradually broken. Especially some magic against the evil spirits, the attack on the black smoke was devastating, which made him lose his prestige and calm before he could hold on to it.

The demon king was even unable to resist Yuqing's ancient sword. He allowed the sword light to shuttle in the black smoke and cut a bloody hole in his face.

He gave up his defense and turned to attack with all his strength, as if he wanted to pull a person on his back before he died.

But Anyang felt that maybe he wanted to stir up the situation and then take the opportunity to let the body escape more likely.

But his secret has already been broken by heaven's great power. Kunlun's old way of burning mountains and destroying forests even cut off his hope of escape.

Finally -

roar!

A huge roar resounded through the forest, a bit like a beast, and a bit like an ape.

The mountain in the middle of the dense forest suddenly vibrated, and the only small piece of trees that had not been cleared was crumbling, and the gravel and soil were falling. I was afraid of the earthquake, but the rising black smoke clearly showed that it was an unnatural event, and the concentration of the black smoke was far beyond imagination, and I could not even see the situation there.

Anyang's eyes were fixed, only to see the earth in front of him abruptly split, with a bang, a figure of tens of meters high came out of the ground, seemingly a human creature standing on both feet.The temperature drops suddenly all around, along with the creepy breath, as if a big demon is about to be born.

”This is the body of the demon king?”

”Sure enough, it's very domineering!”

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