"Brother, the people are fine!"
Shen Yechu breathed a sigh of relief. She raised her head and let the golden raindrops fall on her body.
Unexpectedly, they could survive the siege of the Phantom Demon Lord, one of the Twelve Demon Lords. She was so excited that she wanted to cry!
Raindrops fell on the injured arm. The shallower sword wounds on it healed visibly, and the deeper wounds stopped bleeding.
Shen Wenbai reached out to catch the golden raindrops and looked at them carefully. When he saw them clearly, he was shocked!
"This isn't rain at all!"
ah? ?
Shen Yechu turned to look at him and saw her eldest brother looking down at the palm of his hand. She also followed his example to catch the falling golden raindrops.
Take a closer look, it’s true!
This is indeed not rain, but a miniature formation formed by densely packed runes!
The two of them looked up and looked at the raindrops falling all over the sky, feeling extremely shocked.
How can an immortal with such great supernatural powers support such a huge formation?
Ahhhh!
The screams in the city were endless, but this time the screams were no longer the people in the city, but the demon cultivators and demon soldiers who had just become arrogant.
The Phantom Lord outside the city listened to the wails of his men inside. His face was as gloomy as water, and his teeth were clenching.
Who is it?
He looked up at the golden runes in the air with sharp eyes, and turned his palms to gather demonic energy to fight back.
But he tried several times, but the demonic energy was never able to gather to the level he wanted. He was very surprised.
The demonic energy was cut off? !
He then regained his anger and looked at the formation above his head in deep thought.
Lin Xiyao received the replenishment of her body's spiritual energy. She slowly opened her hands, and a silver-white body appeared. Without any hesitation, she held her sword and charged straight at the five-venomous snake.
Her movements were as fast as lightning, and the poisonous snake opened its mouth and jumped into the air.
Lin Xiyao's figure had appeared behind it, and with a puff, Fusheng inserted into its seven inches. Fusheng was filled with cold air, and the wound was instantly covered with a layer of frost.
Hiss!
The poisonous snake twisted in pain, raised its tail and wrapped it around seven inches. Lin Xiyao disappeared in a flash, and its tail flew into the air.
Several other poisonous creatures then thought of helping, but Lin Xiyao was too fast. When they reacted, Lin Xiyao had already appeared behind the poisonous scorpion.
The floating life stuck on the seven inches of the poisonous snake turned into a white light, which appeared in Lin Xiyao's hand the next moment.
Stung, the scorpion's tail was broken into two pieces.
The golden raindrops had begun to spread outside the city. The Phantom Demon Lord flicked his sleeves again, and a shield wrapped in demonic energy appeared in the air. As he activated it, the size of the shield instantly became extremely huge, blocking all the golden raindrops.
The Phantom Demon King finally came back to his senses and looked at the corpses of the two poisonous creatures. His eyes were heavy.
Unexpectedly, in the time it took for him to just raise his head, Lin Xiyao had already eliminated two poisons!
Lin Xiyao stood not far away, with his head raised slightly and his eyes arrogant. The floating life in his hand was filled with a strong chill.
Lin Xiyao often ventures into high-level secret realms because of his main body cultivation. Fusheng, as his natal sword, will naturally be in the hands of his main body. The clones use other spiritual swords, but no matter how good the other spiritual swords are, they are not as satisfactory as Fusheng!
Fusheng held a sword flower in his hand, Lin Xiyao's eyes flickered, and he walked straight towards the Phantom Demon Lord.
The Phantom Lord narrowed his eyes dangerously and raised his hand to catch the Fusheng sword. His hand had a half-meter-long black claw.
The demonic energy surrounding the claws collided with the cold air from Fusheng, making a squeaking sound, like a red-hot iron plate touching flesh.
The Phantom Demon Lord held Fusheng with one hand and stretched out the other, and quickly stabbed Lin Xiyao in the abdomen.
Lin Xiyao didn't want to fight either. Fusheng kicked the Phantom Demon Lord on the arm, turned over and jumped behind him.
ah!
Two screams rang out, and the two demon soldiers behind him were instantly cut in half.
Phantom Lord said calmly: "The spiritual sword is good, much better than the one just now."
Lin Xiyao let out a breath of cold air, withdrew Fusheng and did not continue to attack. He walked around him with small steps and returned to the remaining three five poisonous creatures.
The Phantom Lord knew clearly that her target had always been all the monsters around him.
Lin Xiyao tilted her head and looked at him and smiled softly. If the clone can't deal with the Demon Lord, what else can't be done?
The one above is difficult to deal with, and the one below is not a softie either. The Phantom Lord rarely experiences what it means to be attacked from both sides.
"It seems I underestimated you."
He finally stopped looking down on this female Nascent Soul cultivator. He raised his hand, and a blood-red umbrella appeared in his hand.
Lin Xiyao raised his eyebrows, Baimo Red Soul Umbrella!
I heard that this umbrella was made from the bones of defeated demon lords. The previous demon lords were all innate demons, and their bones were the best in refining weapons!
The magic weapon made from their corpses can not only absorb the evil energy of heaven and earth, but also inspire the opponent's resentment and make them become possessed.
Phantom Demon Lord said faintly: "I should have dealt with you cruelly long ago!"
As if regretting his delay, he immediately opened the umbrella, but before he could recite the mantra, a surge of spiritual power suddenly came from above his head.
He looked up in shock and saw that the birdcage with golden runes was shrinking.
The cloud waves rolled in the sky and gradually gathered into a huge cloud hand. The cloud hand quickly reached down from the sky towards his position.
His magic shield was like a small piece of wood in the hands of the huge cloud, and it was quickly crushed into several pieces.
Yunshou waved the fragment towards his position and quickly grabbed it towards him.
The Phantom Demon King was so horrified that he ignored Lin Xiyao and chanted a spell to activate the Hundred Demons Red Soul Umbrella in his hand.
The Hundred Demons Red Soul Umbrella became huge in size, emitting dark red magic light and successfully resisted Yun Shou's attack, with one hand and one umbrella in a stalemate in the air.
"what is that?!"
"Oh my god!!"
The casual cultivators and people in the city all raised their heads and looked at the huge hand in the clouds. They all stayed in place.
The Phantom Demon Lord put all his magic power into the umbrella, but the umbrella still gradually closed under the attack of Yun Shou, and a large amount of sweat continued to fall from his forehead.
Isn't this the way to go? He turned to look around him.
I was surprised to find that there was no living thing around me!
The last three poisonous animals were also hacked to death by Lin Xiyao, and their bodies were still cold.
Lin Xiyao stood aside with his sword in hand, his eyes fixed on himself. The golden runes around him were only ten meters away from him!
In a moment of concentration, Yun Shou had already closed the magic umbrella. Phantom Demon Lord's heart tightened, and when he raised his head, he saw overwhelming spiritual pressure rolling in.
ah! ! The Phantom Demon Lord was wrapped in spiritual pressure and felt like his muscles and bones were being crushed inch by inch.
As Yun's hand fell, the golden runes also closed in.
After a while, Yun Shou opened his palms, and the Phantom Demon Lord was locked in a golden rune birdcage, breathing like a gossamer.
The cloud hand dragged the bird cage up and slowly put it back into the air. It was not until the golden cage was put into Lin Xiyao's hand that the clouds gradually dispersed.
The people in the city looked at Lin Xiyao holding the birdcage above the clouds, and then they felt like they were waking up from a dream, and they knelt down and began to kowtow in worship.
"Thank you so much for coming down to earth to save me!"
Bang, the spiritual sword in Shen Yechu's hand fell to the ground, and his mouth opened into a big O shape.
"Big, big, big brother, do you think that is Wuxi?"
