The invisible sharp blade killed an extraordinary golden elixir spirit beast in an instant.
The strength of the sneak attacker is evident!
When Fan Zhengfei heard Yang Shoujing's reminder, the magic power in his body suddenly boiled. At the critical moment of life and death, he roared and activated the life-saving device.
A little spiritual light lit up from the center of his eyebrows, and in an instant the light shone brightly, covering his whole body.
Ding!
There was a crisp sound in the sky.
Fan Zhengfei's body trembled violently, as if he had been hit hard by a ferocious beast and flew backwards quickly.
I saw the light dissipating from his body, and he suddenly had a cold and ferocious black armor!
It was this armor that blocked his opponent's attack just now.
Before the formation.
The void squirmed, and a tall figure emerged.
His face was shrouded behind the light of Mo Lake, and his appearance could not be seen clearly. He was holding a long, narrow and almost transparent weapon with fresh blood on the blade.
A body of demonic power is surging and mighty, filling the world and making people feel excited.
Fan Zhengfei stopped his flying figure, with a cold expression on his handsome face, and a murderous look in his eyes.
The mysterious armor on his body was thick and simple, and his elbows, shoulders, and knees were covered with ferocious sharp thorns, shining with a faint light.
The numerous forbidden patterns light up one after another, which are mysterious, complicated and dazzling.
Astonishingly, it is a fifth-level magic weapon, the Armored Stomach!
"Half-step soul!"
Fan Zhengfei stared closely at the opponent in front of the formation, his expression slightly solemn, but without fear.
The majestic Demon King, who was half a step into the realm of Yuanshen, unexpectedly made a sneak attack.
No wonder Yang Shoujing was anxious and angry.
The tall demon king holding a long and narrow transparent sword said calmly: "What a fifth-level magic weapon, but I have underestimated you."
After he glanced at Fan Zhengfei, he raised the sharp and transparent narrow blade, turned around suddenly and slashed it towards the light screen of the island protection formation.
His goal is always to break the formation!
At this moment, outside Yuancheng Island, endless monsters and hundreds of Jindan Demon Kings were watching this scene closely, waiting for a knife to break the formation, then poured into Yuancheng Island and slaughtered all the monks from Qianluo Palace.
The long knife passed through the light curtain silently, and the dazzling light bloomed instantly.
There seemed to be another round of scorching sun over Yuancheng Island, making it difficult to see.
The light curtain of the island protection formation trembled violently, and a crack was vaguely torn open under the strong light!
Fan Zhengfei sneered and shouted: "Your opponent is me!"
After that, he held his hand and pulled out a dusty talisman!
The talisman turned into a gray divine light, ignoring all obstacles, instantly passing through the space and hitting the demon king.
The next moment.
The surging energy on the demon king's body fell instantly.
The gray divine light ignored the demon king's many secret techniques and powerful demon power. It was strange and unpredictable and directly enveloped the demon king's burly figure and wiped out his cultivation.
In the blink of an eye, the demon king's cultivation level fell from half-step soul level to nine levels of golden elixir...
Demon Suppression Talisman.
Fan Zhengfei flicked his finger, and a flash of black gold sword light suddenly struck out.
The demon king seemed to have expected this. He waved his blade to block the sword light and shouted coldly: "Do it!"
Above the demon cloud in the distance, hundreds of golden elixir demon kings of all shapes and sizes all took action at this moment. All kinds of shocking brilliance, wrapped in magical powers and magic weapons, all rushed towards the cracks in the formation that the demon king had opened.
Heaven and earth roar together!
In the main hall of Feigong.
Yang Shoujing shouted: "Junior brothers, help me!"
The sound falls.
With a wave of his sleeves, thirty-six talismans flew out of the palace one after another and disappeared into the jade pendant that was as bright as the sun in the sky.
Inside and outside the Fei Palace, all the monks from the Qianluo Palace activated their magic power and injected it into the main hall.
The main hall is like a huge container. After absorbing everyone's magic power, it condenses into a small point and converges on Yang Shoujing.
In the blink of an eye, the formation outside the island has changed.
Above the light curtain, a towering and majestic Tianmen slowly rose!
Thousands of feet high and three hundred feet wide!
Ancient, heavy, and deep inside the door.
The brilliant treasure light circulates on the portal, and countless combinations of runes disperse and circulate within the Tianmen. It is as bright as a star river, deep and charming, and then disappears.
In the blink of an eye, life and death occur.
The attack from the hundred demon kings of Ten Thousand Demon Islands is already approaching.
Heaven’s gate will not reject anyone who comes——
Boom!
It was as if the void collapsed, and all the tangible and intangible things in the void were swallowed up by the Tianmen.
Compared with the Daluo Tianmen used by Pang Yue, the power of this Tianmen created by Yang Shoujing's collective efforts was more than a hundred times greater!
For a moment, there was only absolute silence between the sea and the sky.
The dazzling light disappeared, it was extremely terrifying, the energy fluctuations that shook the void disappeared, and the huge rumbling sound disappeared.
Thousands of miles in radius were occupied by an unspeakable silence of nothingness.
Within the flying palace.
Yang Shoujing stood up, waved his sleeves and said, "It's disrespectful to go back and forth but not come back!"
The brilliance surged in the Tianmen, and suddenly, countless brilliance burst out!
It was the various magical powers and magic weapon attacks that Tianmen swallowed just now.
Above the demon cloud.
The group of demons were not to be outdone. Hundreds of golden elixir demons joined forces to form a large formation, and transformed into a towering giant beast, which suddenly collided with the reflected attack from Da Luotian Gate.
boom!
Shocking drama!
The wind and clouds were turbulent, and the huge tide of monsters below was affected by the terrifying air waves and immediately dispersed.
The towering giant beast was finally defeated by Daluotianmen and was destroyed in a flash.
The demonic clouds collapsed, and all kinds of escaping lights flew through the sky.
Many golden elixir demons were swept away by the wave of magical brilliance, and without saying a word, they were destroyed physically and mentally.
In the flying palace, Yang Shoujing smiled and said: "Everyone, go out and kill the enemy!"
After saying that, his body swayed and turned into a stream of light, rushing out of the palace.
Other golden elixir cultivators from Qianluo Palace followed suit one after another, leaving Yuancheng Island and killing the demon cultivators from Wanyao Island.
The Daoji monks outside the hall flew away, following the sect's Jindan elders, hunting monsters and low-level monster cultivators around Yuancheng Island.
In the sky, there was an instant loud noise as dense as firecrackers.
…
A corner of the battlefield.
Fan Zhengfei is fighting endlessly with the Demon King.
Although he used the Demon Suppressing Talisman to lower the Demon King's cultivation level to the ninth level of the Golden Core, the long and narrow blade in the opponent's hand was also an extraordinary weapon!
But it is a real fifth-level magic weapon.
Moreover, the demon king has an extraordinary inheritance, and his combat power is not weaker than that of the monks of the same level in Qianluo Palace, and is far superior to the commonly seen golden elixir demon.
Among the demon clan, within the same realm, due to different talents, magical powers, blood inheritance, and different techniques, the combat power varies greatly.
Compared with the human race, the demon race relies more on innate talent. The difference cannot be made up by individual efforts and opportunities in the later stage.
If the combat power of the green-clad woman at the ninth level of the Golden Core is five, then the combat power of the demon king in front of her is close to a hundred with only the cultivation of the ninth level of the Golden Core!
Fan Zhengfei fought with him for hundreds of rounds and still couldn't win, so he knew something was wrong.
The gray divine light of the demon-suppressing talisman has limited effectiveness. The big demon uses its own demonic power to resist. After repeated impacts, it can quickly break through.
at the moment.
The demon king's energy gradually increased, and his attacks became more fierce and domineering. Fan Zhengfei gradually became exhausted and wanted to retreat.
at this time.
A dazzling purple thunder suddenly fell and hit the Demon King hard.
Immediately afterwards, thousands of purple lightning thunders were knocked down one after another, completely submerging the Demon King.
"Junior brother, please retreat and leave this demon to your brother."
A clear voice came from my ears.
Fan Zhengfei turned around and saw one hundred and eight talismans forming a purple thunder talisman array in the distance, hanging above Yang Shoujing's head, exuding a brilliant meaning of destruction.
The Purple Sky Divine Thunder of the Twelve Talisman Arrays of the Rune Path!
He is stronger than before...
A thought flashed through Fan Zhengfei's mind, and he backed away in a flash.
Daluo Tianmen, Zixiao Divine Thunder... plus Yang Shoujing's cultivation of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Guixu when he first entered the Golden Pill...
He has controlled three talisman formations!
