Not to mention the monks in the battle formation, they are almost reaching their limit. If the original power of the human world had not been flowing in continuously, giving them the strength to recover, they would have collapsed long ago.
Jian Shiyi braced himself hard, and the swords of the two clones became more fierce, killing each other with every move, causing the giant demon to be injured one after another, and wisps of black mist dispersed from his body surface.
However, in the blink of an eye, another demonic power came and successfully restored its shape.
"Uncle of the Eleventh Sword Master, what should we do? The level of us people is too low to cause harm to it. Instead, it will become the nourishment for its continuous improvement. Should we retreat first?" At this moment, Ning Yi suddenly asked road.
Only as a member of the Wanjian Sect, he dared to ask like this. After all, this was an extraordinary period. If he evacuated hastily, he would be committing the crime of desertion.
"It doesn't matter. With me here, it won't have another chance! Just follow me and mobilize the origin of the human world for me. I can obliterate it!" said one of the clones of Jian Eleven.
Ning Yi did not dare to say any more and stayed in the battle formation, silently mobilizing the original power of the human world for him.
The other monks did not dare to say anything more, and gave their full assistance to increase his chances of victory.
But in the next half-burning time, Jian Shiyi's two clones began to be unable to withstand the demon's offensive.
Its law of darkness is extremely corrosive, and every attack carries the power of the entire dark space, leaving Jian Shiyi with nowhere to escape but to fight head-on.
Previously, he could rely on the sharpness of the sword to cause damage to it, but now he was unable to do so. Instead, he was melted by its dark law and injured his two clones.
After a while, the entire chest of this giant demon was condensed, and there seemed to be a heart inside, making a deafening sound like thunder.
Its power increased greatly, and it pressed forward step by step. The two clones of Jian Shiyi were defeated step by step, and they could only defend themselves without any ability to attack.
"ah……"
Suddenly, the giant demon repeated his old trick, opened his mouth again, and sucked in suddenly, and the law of darkness poured out like a tide. Although it did not break the joint defense of the two clones of Jian Eleven, it made him unable to take care of everything. One of the teams was affected by the Law of Darkness and immediately collapsed. The monks were corroded into mummies at a speed visible to the naked eye, and all their energy and spirit became tonic for the opponent.
Not long after, this giant demon began to develop its arms, basically completing the condensation of its upper body.
At this moment, a supreme will emerged from the depths of the dark space and merged into the body of this giant demon, causing its aura to change suddenly, which was terrifying.
"Is this the will of the saint?!" Jian Shiyi's face changed wildly, and he subconsciously cast a spell to wrap the remaining team and retreat.
"Little guy, you are just trying to escape now, are you looking down on me? Even if this clone of me is just a mutilated thing, it is not something you can hurt!" The devil's eyebrows lit up, and a gap suddenly opened, and he appeared He opened an eye, and a strange thought burst out from this eye. His steady voice spread throughout the dark space.
It sounds slow, but it's actually as fast as lightning.
As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of light shot out from the eyeball on the demon's forehead. It was not black, but pure purple. In a blink of an eye, it hit one of the clones of Jian Eleven and pierced through in an instant. There seems to be no obstacle at all.
The clone of Jian Shiyi trembled unceasingly, and the light flashed, and then quickly dissipated and ceased to exist.
However, his clone did not achieve nothing, at least it neutralized the opponent's attack.
Everyone was shocked. One team disbanded on its own regardless of the objections of the Tianyi monks. They began to break away from the team in panic and fled outside.
The giant demon looked on coldly, showing no intention of stopping him, and let the monks go away.
As a result, two more teams were immediately affected. They canceled their joint efforts and dispersed. In the blink of an eye, they became a ball of scattered sand.
Jian Shiyi repeatedly persuaded and even exuded the power of the sword to suppress, but to no avail. If he hadn't been on guard against this giant demon now, otherwise he would have already punished these guys who didn't listen to orders.
At this moment, there were only three teams left behind Jian Shiyi, and Han Feng was in one of them.
Of course, among the three collapsed teams, the Tianyi Realm monks and some peak psychic troops still gathered around him to fight against the demon together.
"Ancestor, you can't blame them. They were frightened by this demon. They were already unconscious and unable to control themselves!" One of the Tianyi realm monks explained.
"I understand, but it's a pity that my real body is not here, otherwise I can save them!" Jian Shiyi's clone nodded and said slowly.
"Haha, a bunch of people dare to come to this space to harass the layout of this saint. They are really overestimating their capabilities!" The giant demon laughed endlessly. He raised his hand and clapped his hands. The entire dark space shook violently. Invisible power came. In an instant, Covering all their monks, including the three teams that had fled tens of thousands of miles away.
In just one breath, the three battle teams collapsed one after another, and the monks dissolved themselves. All the power was taken away by this giant demon, allowing him to improve again.
Jian Shiyi relied on everyone's strength to stabilize his figure, and at the same time, he also protected them from being completely destroyed.
"Destroy!" The giant demon snorted coldly, raised his hands, and was about to use his palm skills.
At this moment, the dark space suddenly shook, and a gap suddenly appeared below. A piece of colorful light emerged without warning, getting brighter and brighter. In an instant, it skyrocketed dozens of times, and flooded the giant demon head like lightning. Come.
This giant demon has a huge body, but moves extremely quickly. With a slight shake of his shoulders, his entire body moved thousands of miles and escaped disaster.
The colorful rays of light did not pursue, but stood suspended in the air, slowly condensing, and transformed into a colorful lotus, with seven or forty-nine petals inlaid in it, spinning and spinning, so beautiful.
"Master Cailian, you finally showed up!" Jian Shiyi's clone smiled and looked at the colorful lotus and said.
There was no response, but wisps of fresh air slowly emerged from the center of the colorful lotus, wisps of strands, outlines of a human figure, and in a moment, a figure appeared, wearing a blue Taoist robe, and it was the Taoist Master of Colorful Lotus.
Of course, this is just a clone of him, not the descendant of his true form.
But even so, his momentum is still extremely powerful, much more terrifying than the clone of Sword Eleven, and not inferior to that giant demon in the slightest.
