Chapter 1835 (1/2)

With the words of Yan Zhaoge, the sword rain poured down in the formation.

The primitive and free demons tried to break out.

However, in all directions, from all angles, in all directions, from heaven to earth, they are all boundless sword light, all directions, without dead angle.

The primitive demons can't avoid it. They can only turn into chaos and nothingness, carrying the sword light of the forest.

Every sword light cut into chaos makes the mysterious image that chaos is hard to say and describe fade away.

A sword light is hard to have a qualitative effect.

But thousands, billions of sword light, accumulated continuously, quantitative change is enough to cause qualitative change!

The confused chaos gradually becomes clear and distinguishable, and its mysterious image becomes weaker and weaker.

The primitive demons can feel Tao and their own injuries are accumulating.

The dike of a thousand miles is destroyed in the ant nest. When the accumulated fine cracks reach a certain scale, it is the time of overall collapse!

It's a great free demon. Its body shape disappears in invisibility.

Everywhere in time and space, it seems that there is an ancient mirror, with hundreds of millions of images, endless and everywhere.

Mirror light is mapped to each other, folded, crisscross, hoping to break up the array, or find the way out of the array.

However, the airtight sword light keeps pouring.

The mirror lights that map and fold with each other are cut off by the sword light.

Even if the mirror image is everywhere, the sword light will immediately appear around it, submerging and destroying it, without any omission.

It seems that the countless mirrors in each node of time and space are hard to spread out of the array and are limited in the array.

The sword light keeps falling, and also appears in all directions of time and space. It never fails. It smashes and cuts out one mirror after another.

The time and space of the ancient mirror is constantly compressed from the outside to the inside. At last, it is forced to close in a little and recreate the big free demons with eight arms.

The surging sword light constantly cuts down, stabs and penetrates the body of the free demon.

A single injury is not fatal.

However, it is difficult to heal the wound in a short period of time with the state strength of being free from the demons.

Thousands of wounds add up, enough to destroy everything.

Even if it's such a ancestor of free demons!

A little makes a mickle.

The boundless sword light cuts off, nearly lingchi, the wound gathers together, first tears the big free demon's hand!

Then, there's the second, the third

Unbelievable, but creepy, images are now in front of everyone.

Before today, no one could think that a demon ancestor would fall into this field.

Even though the past nine secluded places suffered a great loss because of the relationship between taishanglaojun and monkeys, and even today, many years later, they still haven't recovered completely and reappeared the power of the past peak, but at that time, Dazi Tianmo didn't lose this share.

There is no power to fight back. We can only be hit by the fierce wind and rain of sword light, and we can be torn a little bit and destroyed.

Even though it is hard to recover from the heavy damage in Jiuyou Bureau, Dazi Tianmo is still one of the six ancestral demons, and the top powerful person in the world.

But now, even escape seems to have lost hope.

On the other hand, the primitive demons, who are stronger than him, are also not easy.

The inexhaustible baptism of sword rain makes primitive demons miserable.

He constantly swam away in chaos, devouring and dispelling the sword light threat as much as possible, hoping to get out of the array.

However, there is no way to get involved.

The primitive demons are helpless. Chaos suddenly shrinks to a point, almost empty.