"You guys stand back."
Protect Changxi and Sanxiao behind you.
Yang Lin stretched out his hand and waved, and an army of monsters spread across the mountains and ridges for thousands of miles. There were millions of big monsters and little monsters, and countless green sprouts sprouted from their bodies.
puff……
Countless sounds condensed into one sound.
The seeds sprouted and grew vigorously. Amidst the shrill roars, those big demons, whether they were in the True Immortal or Golden Immortal Realm, or the little demons in the Yuan Shen Realm or worse than others, all froze, their flesh and blood bursting open, their souls collapsed, and they transformed. It is a jade white magnolia flower.
Looking around, the mountains, hills, rivers and streams are all covered in jade white.
The breeze blows, leaving only the fragrant aroma.
"Holy Master!"
"Holy Master..."
Crazy shouts rang out from all over the countryside.
That was the joy of the human race.
When they saw the figure in mid-air, which was exactly the same as the statue that had been worshiped every day for two thousand years, everyone felt an incomparable peace of mind.
"You, Taoist Mu, as a saint, you are so cruel, bullying the small with the big, it's too much."
Fuxi's heart was bleeding.
The saint's pressure came over, and he struggled hard, but he still felt that his body and spirit were very unnatural.
At this moment, the whole person was like a layer of shackles, and the magic power was not flowing smoothly. He could only watch Changxi escape from the large formation formed by Hetu Luoshu. Before he could recover, he saw When the seven million demon clan army arrived, all of them died in one fell swoop.
Inside, there are more than fifty demon gods, all masters of the Great Luo Realm, standing in formation, preparing to sweep the human race all the way. Of course, they also have the intention of guarding against the Witch Clan's surprise attack.
So many elite demon clans, under the protection of the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation, were directly killed by the saint's range attack and the wood-type holy technique.
Not even the soul escaped.
Fuxi felt terrified in his heart and his eyes were full of disbelief.
He never expected that in the ancient struggle for hegemony, the aloof saint would ignore his dignity and directly attack ordinary monsters. Is this still justified?
"What I said is even more outrageous. You haven't seen it..."
Yang Lin chuckled, but his eyes were slightly cold.
"Are you monsters accustomed to being overbearing and domineering, so you don't take the world's creatures seriously or something? You are only allowed to kill people, but others are not allowed to kill you?"
"Quickly retreat, return to the formation, and invite Saint Nuwa."
Fuxi's face turned red, he was angry, and he wanted to argue again, but Donghuang Taiyi next to him had his eyebrows twitching, and he seemed to see blood coming from the sky and covered the earth. He covered his body with the Chaos Bell without thinking, and held it in his hand. The witch-slaying sword was placed across his chest, and he slashed hard, retreating quickly.
He didn't forget to scream out loud.
One is to remind Fuxi to escape immediately, and the other is to warn the Demon Clan Heavenly Court to quickly invite Saint Nuwa...
His cultivation may not be higher than Fuxi's, but his combat experience is even stronger.
More importantly, he is mentally connected to the Chaos Bell, an innate treasure that can suppress the fate of a sect, and can sense things that others cannot.
After all, it is the natal treasure that comes with life.
Even if the strength does not reach the saint level and the full power of the treasure cannot be exerted, it can basically withstand the pressure of the saint without being too affected.
Moreover, he can also take action boldly when facing a saint.
That's it.
He had already sensed the disaster first.
It’s true and it’s hard to hide from it.
He knew in his heart that even if he attacked, it would be useless.
The best choice is actually to turn offense into defense and running is the best strategy.
As long as they escape from this battle, escape to the center of Zhoutian Xingdou Formation, and survive for a while until Nuwa takes action, they will be safe.
"Donghuang Taiyi, anyone can leave, but you can't leave."
Yang Lin's voice seemed to ring in the sky, and exploded in everyone's hearts like thunder.
The intense murderous intent turned the world into blood red.
A palm has quietly reached out.
Donghuang Taiyi turned into a rainbow light and flashed for thousands of miles. The Chaos Bell around him was covered in gray light. The bell sounded continuously and the ripples overlapped. It was already operating at full capacity.
The Witch-Slaying Sword cuts out a rain of swords, possessing an indestructible and ferocious aura.
He has used all his skills. .
But, it's no use.
As soon as the giant glistening white hand came out, the vitality of heaven and earth surged, turning into a huge rock peak, blocking out the sky and the sun, just like Mount Buzhou reappeared, pressing down heavily.
Fingers clasped together.
Yang Lin grabbed Donghuang Taiyi and the Chaos Bell.
Caught in front of him.
At this moment, Yang Lin's body was majestic, standing in the sky and the earth. His whole body radiated hundreds of millions of rays of light, and his eyes were shining with golden light. He locked on Donghuang Taiyi and watched him transform into his original form, turning into a huge three-legged golden crow. It fluttered and jumped, without saying much, and pinched it.
The golden light exploded and roared, and the infinite force passed through the protection of the Chaos Bell. The crunching sound made people's teeth hurt. Everyone saw that Donghuang Taiyi's golden crow body, which was like a golden sun, was pinched out. The crack was crushed into pieces, creating a bloody mist, and the demon soul and soul were also crushed into nothingness by the golden light.
The Chaos Bell and the Witch-Slaying Sword slowly fell down, and were gently held by the giant hand without any sign of resistance.
In an instant, the brand of divine consciousness was wiped off and the owner changed hands on the spot.
"call out……"
The countless casual cultivators looming around all took a long breath.
Things are getting serious.
Donghuang Taiyi, one of the masters of the demon clan's heaven, died like this, his body and soul were destroyed, and his death was worthless.
The cause of the matter was because he targeted some weak human races.
From a distance, the witch clan was slightly silent. The only eight remaining ancestral witches saw the enemy they had fought for countless years die like this. They should be happy in their hearts, but they couldn't laugh.
It is true that things harm their own kind, and the rabbit dies and the fox is sad.
Although the witches and witches are different and the other party is the enemy, fundamentally speaking, the essence of life is not much different from one's own.
The same late-stage quasi-sage, the same top power that is rare in the world, was just crushed to death by someone as gently as an ant.
So, what about people like yourself?
Isn't it true that the fights over the years are just a joke in the eyes of the superiors. If they are really unhappy, they can just crush them to death.
For a time, both the Demon Clan and the Witch Clan felt a little disheartened.
Completely different from the two races of demons and witches, as well as the prehistoric casual cultivators, everyone in the prehistoric human race who saw this scene felt elated and shouted in unison.
Although they are weak, they have strong support. As long as the Holy Master is still there, they will walk proudly between heaven and earth without fear.
Fuxi was already a little numb with shock.
At this time, he finally reacted.
Beings like saints are not what I imagined. They are not worried about this or that. Nuwa's superiority may be just an exception.
The other party was really shameless and ruthless. In a fit of rage, he killed the demon clan whenever he wanted. This time, it was really a disaster.
He calmed down and poured all his mana crazily into Hetu Luoshu. His soul deduced a way out, and a huge chessboard appeared between heaven and earth, splitting the space and covering his body.
At this moment, his image turned into dots of starlight, intersecting with the stars of the ancient world. His breath also faded away, and he was about to escape thousands of miles away.
