"kill!"
"kill!"
At this moment, Xiao Cangqiong and Tang Jianghai knew that it was useless to talk, so they took action directly.
Xiao Cangqiong transformed into a god of war, and a black ax appeared in his hand, and he struck hard at the old demon Xue Ye.
A domineering aura bloomed, murderous intent surged into the sky, and the void shook, as if it could not withstand the power of his axe.
In the hands of the old demon of Blood Night, a staff made of skull bones appeared. Facing this fierce and terrifying attack, the corners of his mouth were full of sarcasm. With a wave of the skull staff, countless resentful souls turned into an evil demon and killed Xiao Cangqiong. .
That terrifying ax that seemed to be able to tear apart the void, most of its power was neutralized by the resentful soul, and was easily neutralized by the Bloody Night Old Demon.
Tang Jianghai's sword suddenly appeared like a star, and the sword energy spread in all directions.
However, they were still entangled by the resentful spirits, which neutralized most of the power. Within the formation, the two of them were completely suppressed.
Although they killed countless resentful souls, neither of them looked good-looking, because if this continued, once all their mana was consumed, they would never be able to stop him when faced with the attack of the Bloody Night Old Demon, and they would definitely die.
"what to do?"
Xiao Cangqiong's face was filled with anger, but there were so many resentful souls here that they seemed endless to kill, making his expression extremely ugly.
If it continues to be wasted, I may end up here today.
"Consume the power of the formation. I will try the move taught by the young master." Tang Jianghai was not sure whether the sky-shattering sword could break the formation, so he chose to consume the power of the formation first.
The power of the formation is related to the number of resentful souls.
If you want to break the formation, you can only destroy those resentful souls first.
"hehe!"
"You two, stop struggling. How much mana do you have to spend? Why don't you just die obediently today?"
Old Demon Xueye looked at the two of them with a hint of disdain on his lips.
At this moment, the two of them had consumed half of their mana, and they did not dare to continue consuming it.
"Xueye, accept my sword!"
Tang Jianghai, who had been preparing for a long time, took action. He shot out with a sword, and the sword shadows filled the sky. He seemed to be the incarnation of the supreme sword master. The man and sword merged into one. He was as fast as thunder and had the power to break the sky.
"Tsk!"
The sword light slashed out, and the formation trembled crazily. With one strike of the sword, half of the power of the formation was consumed, but it still did not break the formation. His face was ugly.
"After all, I haven't understood the essence of this sword. Otherwise, a mere large formation wouldn't be able to trap me. But using this sword is terrifyingly expensive."
One sword strike only left a sword mark on the chest of the old demon Xue Ye. However, under the suppression of the powerful formation, the power could not seriously injure Xue Huo. It could only be said to be a superficial wound.
"What?"
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
At this moment, Old Demon Xue Ye looked at the injury on his chest with disbelief in his eyes.
He knew very well how powerful his formation was, but now he was injured.
In his great formation, even the warriors at the peak of divine martial arts could not even think of hurting him.
Xue Ye's eyes instantly became extremely gloomy, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart. At this moment, he was also afraid. If Tang Jianghai urged a few swords, the formation might collapse.
Although he doubted that Tang Jianghai would not be able to use it continuously, Old Demon Xueye was afraid of his life and could only attack the two of them directly.
Behind him, a boundless demonic shadow appeared.
His eyes were as red as blood, and a death scythe was slashing at the two of them.
The blood night rules broke out.
"Xueye, please accept my sword."
At the critical moment, Tang Jianghai and Xiao Cangqiong looked at each other, and regardless of consumption, they activated the sword again. This sword consumed almost all of his mana.
"cut!"
At this moment, Xiao Cangqiong directly burned mana, regardless of the cost, because if he could not kill Xue Huo, it would be difficult to estimate whether he would survive today.
The battle ax opens the sky and tears everything apart.
Tang Jianghai's sword struck out the next moment.
"boom!"
The formation of the Blood Sea Old Demon was finally torn apart by the shocking sword light.
But the two of them were not happy, because after breaking the formation, almost all their mana was exhausted, and now they were even more dangerous.
"Damn it."
Seeing that the formation was broken, Old Demon Xueye had an angry look on his face. Originally, he wanted to keep these two people here. No one here knew that he could continue to practice here, but now, the two of them are no match for him, but he It was difficult to kill the two of them. After all, they were both at the level of divine martial arts. If the other party was about to escape, he would not be able to stop them.
The old demon Xue Ye looked unwilling and reached out to grab the calligraphy and painting in Xiao Yang's arms.
I intend to leave here with calligraphy and painting.
If I take Xiao Yang with me, I am afraid that the two of them will be entangled.
However, the moment his hand touched the calligraphy and painting, Old Blood Night Demon's expression changed drastically.
His eyes were full of fear.
It was as if he had seen the King of Hell demanding his life.
He retreated like lightning, but the awe-inspiring aura above the calligraphy and painting still fell on the old demon Xue Ye.
In an instant, most of the demonic energy of the Bloody Night Demon was purified.
The Blood Night Old Demon needs Haoran's Qi just to help him suppress his inner demons, but the current Haoran's Qi is so terrifying that it directly hurts him.
The horror in the eyes of the backward Xueye Old Demon not only did not disappear, but became even more frightened.
Because at this moment, the ordinary calligraphy and painting that was originally in Xiao Yang's arms slowly floated up, and the calligraphy and painting slowly spread out, like a canopy, covering the sky and the sun.
Endless awe-inspiring energy erupted.
The bloody evil energy in this abyss was completely evolved in an instant.
It seems like this is Haoran Tian.
Only Haoran exists in one breath.
The next moment, something even more frightening happened. On top of the calligraphy and painting, an imperial city appeared. In the imperial city, an emperor's shadow appeared.
The great emperor's phantom shot out with a sword finger at will, directly piercing the body of the Blood Night Old Demon, and the blood on his body instantly surged.
"impossible?"
"Impossible, just a calligraphy and painting can't be so powerful?"
At this moment, the old demon Xue Ye almost went crazy with fear.
Turn around, burn the essence and blood directly, and go out to the abyss.
That speed was extremely fast.
However, I saw the phantom of the emperor casually grabbing it, as if time went back.
The incredibly fast Blood Night Demon's soul trembled wildly, because at this moment, he found that his body was flying backwards into the abyss, as if time had reversed.
He returned to his original position without moving at all.
His eyes were filled with endless fear.
His liver and gallbladder were split, and his soul was almost scared to pieces.
He never thought that he would encounter such a terrifying existence, and that simple calligraphy and painting could contain such a terrifying attack.
"No······"
"Do not kill me."
The arrogance of the Bloody Night Demon disappeared completely, replaced by endless terror.
The Emperor's phantom pressed down with his big hand, and the body of Old Blood Night Demon exploded directly and turned into blood mist, leaving not even a remnant of his soul behind.
After everything was done, the phantom of the emperor and the imperial city slowly disappeared, turning into two large characters and falling on the calligraphy and painting.
It is the word "Emperor City" that still refers to Baidi City in the poem.
