The nine golden heads of this Nine-Headed Tutu Demon are shining brightly. His body was as dark as night, bringing a deep sense of oppression, like a bottomless dark abyss. The long black stick in his hand is complex and delicate. The gold and black patterns seem to describe some unfathomable power, trembling slightly like surging waves.
Next to the majestic figure of the Nine-headed Tutuo Demon, there stood a fierce and terrifying existence full of evil and evil aura, that is, the Nine-headed Blood Demon.
Deep and violent demonic energy surged through his body, as if even the air was vibrating under this powerful pressure.
It was an extremely evil force. The terrifying murderous intent was like a sharp blade cutting through the air, causing the surrounding earth to tremble violently, as if it was trembling in fear.
The air around the nine-headed blood demon became extremely heavy, as if it was under tremendous pressure.
His eyes were cold and sharp, as if they could penetrate everything and make it impossible to look directly at him.
His nine heads are like nine dark red dragons, twisting and twisting, and each mouth is full of sharp teeth, as if to declare his cruelty and majesty.
Layers of bloody demonic energy rippled out from the demonic bodies of the nine blood demons, like blood surging, exuding a frightening aura.
This blood-colored demonic energy seemed to possess strange power, causing ripples to appear in the surrounding space, as if it were a dark whirlpool, ready to swallow everything in it.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Liucheng curled his lips slightly and put on a disdainful smile.
There seemed to be a river surging in his body, the majestic spiritual energy surged out like a long river, and endless power gathered in his left fist.
In an instant, his left fist was shrouded in rich spiritual energy, as if it contained overwhelming power.
"Sonic Thunder Fist! Sonic Flame Fist!" Zhang Liucheng shouted loudly, and when he swung his iron fist, it was like the roar of thunder, and he struck forward violently.
His fist energy was as hot as fire, turning into a violent fire dragon, charging at the Nine-Headed Tutuo Demon and the Nine-Headed Blood Demon without mercy.
"boom!"
With a deafening loud noise, the Nine-Headed Tutuo Demon and the Nine-Headed Blood Demon instantly turned into fragments flying all over the sky in the blazing flame shock wave, scattering like hailstones.
At that moment, the entire space was trembling violently, and flames erupted instantly like crazy beasts. The space was like a broken mirror, full of criss-crossing cracks, like fragile glass that could break at any time.
The power was earth-shaking and its power was so terrifying that even the solid earth was shaken violently, as if the earth seemed so fragile and powerless in front of this force.
Afterwards, Zhang Liucheng silently put their remains into the storage ring, walked into the side hall calmly, searched carefully, and collected all the treasures in the side hall.
After leaving the side hall, Zhang Liucheng stopped for an instant in the void and opened his mysterious ghost eyes.
This special skill allows him to see everything thousands of miles away.
He carefully observed the surrounding scene, however, under the scan of his ghost eyes, he did not find any trace of the demons.
As time went by, one moment two days later, Zhang Liucheng finally stepped into the endless snowy land.
The boundless snowfield seemed to stretch out forever, and the vast white scene gave people a feeling of desolation and loneliness.
However, what surprised him even more was that there were thousands of demons living in this vast snowy area.
He was keenly aware that a powerful and hostile demon was approaching him rapidly. It was an imminent threat, like the cold wind in the night, omnipresent and ruthless.
"Woooooo!" This voice seemed to come from the depths of the cold snow, full of power and determination, like the cold wind whistling in the ears, sharp and cold.
The deep and passionate horn sound was like the voice of the devil in the ancient demon realm, echoing over the snow.
Then, a shocking scene happened. Countless demons in the snow crawled out one after another like undead resurrected from the snow.
The auras of these demons were much more powerful than the demonic beasts in the tide of beasts he had encountered before.
Zhang Liucheng stared at these demons with cold eyes, his eyes were like winter ice, without any warmth.
He waved his hand violently, and the spirit beast bracelet released a powerful force, like a wild beast breaking out of the cage, releasing everyone in the Ancient Demon Sect.
His voice was like a cold blade, cutting the air and reaching everyone's ears: "Yin Yang Demon Lord, lead the people of the Ancient Demon Cult to eradicate them completely."
As the leader of the ancient demon sect, the Yin Yang Demon Lord was once powerful and frightening. However, at this time he responded respectfully: "Yes, Master."
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Following his response, tens of thousands of disciples of the Ancient Demon Sect were like a pack of wolves, roaring and swarming towards the demons in the snow.
Their eyes flashed with ferocity, like cheetahs eager to show off their killing skills.
There is only the desire to kill in their hearts, like the darkness of the night, devouring everything.
Their actions are like a single person, uniform and powerful; their attacks are like tigers descending from the mountain, extremely powerful and unstoppable.
At this moment, the snow became a Shura field, and the demonic blood dyed the white world black.
"ah……"
"Kill!"
"Come on!"
The screams of the demons, the roars of the ancient demon sect, and the clash of swords intertwined into a picture of death.
At this moment, life is like grass, being cut off at will.
Zhang Liucheng hovered quietly in the empty air, his eyes scanning everything around him like a falcon, and finally landed on a cave in front of him.
Above the cave, four blazing large characters "Fire Magic Cave" flashed in the void, emitting a charming blazing light.
His figure moved instantly and appeared at the door of the cave like a ghost.
Zhang Liucheng took out the legendary "Ten Thousand Poison Immortal Armor" from the mysterious storage ring. This green poisonous armor flashed with strange light and clung to his body, exuding a suffocating... stench.
He slowly stepped into the Flame Demon Cave, and every step echoed in the depths of the cave, as if it was the footsteps of the God of Death approaching.
The temperature inside the cave gradually rose as he went deeper, and the surrounding stone walls were scorched black by the high temperature.
A moment later, Zhang Liucheng's figure appeared at the end of the cave.
The sight before him surprised him. An old man in bright red robes suddenly appeared in front of him.
Powerful fire-attribute power surged in the old man's body, like a blazing flame, hot and violent.
His face was covered by a ferocious mask, and only a pair of sharp eagle eyes revealed a deep light through the gaps in the mask, a light full of insight and majesty.
At this moment, Zhang Liucheng felt the threat from the old man, and his eyes became sharper, as cold and firm as arrows.
His fists were clenched tightly, as if they contained infinite power, like a volcano about to break out of its shell, releasing a powerful aura.
At this time, the old man's long-closed eyes slowly opened, and divine light instantly ignited in his pupils. His voice was deep and powerful, as if it could shake the entire cave: "Boy, who are you? How dare you disturb my practice of the Purgatory Fire Demon? Do you want to die?"
Zhang Liucheng stared at the old man with cold eyes and remained silent. His Ten Thousand Poison Immortal Armor is like a tower of poisonous mist, constantly releasing thick poisonous mist. This poisonous mist is extremely corrosive and violently toxic. Even the super powerful demon clan cannot resist this poisonous mist. The power of the mist.
An uneasy premonition suddenly arose in the Purgatory Fire Demon's heart. He felt as if his cultivation had been interrupted by an invisible force, and an unknown threat filled the air.
His whole body began to spurt out blazing flames, trying to use the fire to evaporate the poisonous mist. However, the poisonous mist had quietly invaded his mouth and snaked into his body like a snake.
In an instant, the Purgatory Fire Demon felt as if his internal organs were being burned by fire, and pain surged in like needle pricks. His body was shaking in severe pain, and the power of the flames seemed to be gradually weakening under the resistance of the poisonous mist.
