The monk will never show mercy, and the Zen staff in his hand is much faster.
Hit the Demon Lord hard.
The Demon Lord's body was hit by the Zen staff, spitting out a mouthful of blood and hitting the huge and majestic mountain heavily.
"Rumble." The entire mountain was torn apart and collapsed.
A huge crater was formed, and the Demon Lord's head was smashed to death.
I originally thought that the immortal cultivators had the upper hand, and the only thing left to end like this was to clean up the door.
Unexpectedly, the body of the Demon Lord was quietly taken away by a hidden demon cultivator, rushed into the altar and threw the body of the Demon Lord in the center of the altar.
Kneeling on the ground, he spread his hands and looked up to the sky, laughing: "Demon God, I will sacrifice the Demon Lord to you, and please help the Demon Clan to survive this disaster. The Demon Clan will offer more generous things in the future."
Mo Yuheng was shocked. Originally, she had brought people with her to destroy the machine first, but she didn't expect the other party to be so ruthless.
Use your own cultivation to repair the altar.
I didn't even expect that the other party would take the Demon Lord's corpse as a sacrificial gift. It was really a miscalculation.
Mo Yuheng had a bad feeling and his eyelids kept beating.
It was too late to ask someone to help stop him. The other party was covered in black light, and a huge demonic shadow appeared in the sky.
He swooped down and completely wrapped the Demon Lord's body, and the Demon Lord's limbs were disassembled and absorbed.
The demonic shadow absorbed the energy of the corpse and seemed to become stronger and somewhat solid.
"Hahahahaha..."
The demonic figure looked up to the sky and laughed, making a deafening sound but in this world.
There was a look of surprise on the face of the demon cultivator: "Master Demon God, it is Master Mo God who has appeared. God will not destroy our demon clan."
The remaining demons were kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and their bodies were trembling a little, which was due to the suppression of their blood.
The demon cultivator raised his head: "Lord Demon God, please take action."
All the immortal cultivators had gathered together a long time ago, and the monk was exhausted from fighting for too long.
With a slightly pale face, he suddenly came to the front of their immortal cultivators and looked at the demon shadow solemnly.
"Master." Fen Jin was filled with surprise and all his worries disappeared.
The monk waved his hand, as if telling him that now was not the time to reminisce.
Lei Batian behind him saluted: "Monk Wuchen."
Monk Wuchen nodded.
The interaction between the two people seemed familiar.
A golden elixir cultivator dares to speak as an equal in front of True Lord Yuanying, but other golden elixir cultivators dare not do the same.
It's not called Zhenjun, it's a given name.
"True Lord." The other Jindan monks saluted respectfully without saying anything else.
The demonic shadow in the sky quickly flew over and hit with an extremely filthy aura.
The unbridled laughter was terrifying.
Mo Yuheng was not in a hurry for the opponent, and he didn't react until he came up to him.
I just felt very depressed, as if I was about to die.
"What's this?"
Wuchen's face changed drastically, and he stood in front of him without hesitation. His whole body was filled with Buddha's light and starlight greeted the opponent's attack.
"Rumble..." They collided with each other and exploded, causing countless minus points to spread in all directions.
Lei Batian led several golden elixir monks to stand in front of him, so that the young monks behind him would not die.
But he was more or less injured and fell to the ground.
"How is this possible? What is this? Why is the attack power so strong? Is this the Demon God the Demon Cultivator talks about? He is much stronger than the Demon Lord."
Some people exclaimed and commented with worries. We are now grasshoppers tied to a rope. Once the tall man is gone, everyone will disperse.
Such an attack is too terrifying, and it is not something that young monks and mortals like them can withstand.
The demonic shadow was directly knocked out, while Wuchen was not much better either. He took many steps back and then fell to the ground, his mouth bleeding continuously.
The blood all over his body continued to remain, and he suddenly turned into a bloody man.
"Master." Fen Jin exclaimed in surprise.
Ever since he started cultivating as an immortal, Master Fengguang had never seen him in such a miserable state.
Then he ran over to help the person but was grabbed by Mo Yuheng: "Don't go there. Your master is in danger now. Let the alchemist treat him first."
Fen Jin gradually regained his rationality: "Then you go."
There are strangers here who can’t be completely trusted.
Mo Yuheng was helpless: "There is a third-grade alchemist who has better treatment methods than me."
Sure enough, an alchemist came out quickly, squatted in front of him, and started treating him.
All of a sudden, the layer of black demonic aura on the outside disappeared, and the originally bloody skin slowly recovered.
But he was still unconscious and his face was as pale as paper.
After a while, I slowly opened my eyes. I coughed up blood and tried to get up. The skin on my body broke again and my body couldn't move.
At this moment, the demonic figure in the sky stopped and snorted coldly: "You are looking for death, you are not overestimating your own capabilities."
"Lei Batian, everyone, hurry up and gather the fourth-level attack formation."
Wuchen took out the fourth-grade formation plate from the space and threw it to Lei Batian with all his strength. Lei Batian ended up watching him fall to the ground and fell unconscious.
Lei Batian knew that using the fourth-grade formation required four Jindan monks to support the operation of the formation and compete with the demon shadow.
There are only three Jindan monks in the crowd, what should I do?
Mo Yuheng was anxious. She was a formation master and knew that the formation would not be able to function without a golden elixir monk.
It is better to know which part of the entire formation is missing and can be replaced by something else.
Isn't there anyone who spoke with a frown on his face and said loudly: "Old Lei, if you are short of a golden elixir monk, you can use fifty top-quality spiritual stones instead."
Lei Batian looked at everyone and shook their heads. Only a few took out a few pieces, a total of twenty-five top-quality spiritual stones.
Twenty-five dollars left.
Lei Batian asked everyone again, and they all shook their heads and said no.
The demonic shadow is about to pounce on him. Time is urgent, and everyone is worried.
"It can be reached with twenty-five foundation-building monks." Mo Yuheng said solemnly again.
"good."
Just twenty-five foundation-building monks entered the formation, and the entire formation emitted a faint light.
Then it continued to rotate, protecting everyone inside as quickly as possible to face the attack of the demonic shadow.
The fierce impact was even more powerful than the previous attack, forming two distinct semicircles of one black and seven colors attacking each other.
The longer the attack becomes, the more powerful it becomes, and the two semicircles are continuously compressed.
Waves of wind kept blowing back, and finally it exploded and the demonic figure flew backwards.
Blood flowed from the corners of the mouths of Lei Batian and several Jindan monks, and they had suffered serious internal injuries.
Moreover, the foundation-building monks were at the front to greet them, and they were all killed in one fell swoop.
Mo Yuheng thought that so many monks had died in one fell swoop. The opponent still had the power to deliver a final blow, and the formation was beginning to be broken and there were not enough people to operate it.
No, absolutely not.
If this continues, the remaining 20,000 people will die here.
And she herself could escape death.
Death is inevitable anyway, so why not do something to give yourself a chance of survival and do your best.
(End of chapter)
