In an open space ten miles outside the White Feather Peak, the seven peak masters of the Feather Dao Gate gathered.

They set up the Seven Stars Falling God Array to suppress Xu Yang in the Yuan Demon bloodline.

Xu Yang, who was in a rage, was suppressed by the power of the formation, and instinctively counterattacked.

"Unrepentant!" Lan Xingjun scolded.

"What are you waiting for, let's make a move together!" Lan Xingjun shouted, pointing the tip of the seven-star sword in his hand at Xu Yang's place.

"Seven Stars Fall!"

The other six peak masters made the same move almost at the same time.

The seven peak masters, including Blue Star Jun, saw the location of Xu Yang and the purple gold demon scorpion under his seat, and sacrificed seven powerful star rays of light, gushing out.

In an instant, seven powerful star enchantment forces connected into a ring, enveloping Xu Yang and the purple gold demon scorpion under his seat in the middle, swirling and tightening.

The technique generated a strong oppressive force and squeezed Xu Yang's body, clattering like a heavy hammer falling. If it weren't for the demonized Xu Yang's extremely strong body, I'm afraid it would have been the result of broken tendons.

The purple gold demon scorpion under Xu Yang's seat has a hard carapace on the surface of its body, and the outside of the carapace is covered with a layer of hard scales. But at this moment, its hard armor and scales were like a thin iron sheet being beaten by a hammer, thump, showing one dent after another.

The Purple Gold Demon Scorpion endured the pain of flesh and skin, and said in his stomach: "I'm a big demon king." The star formation controlled by these seven people was too strong. If this continues, this scorpion must die here. If you can't beat it, you can't run, and you can't suffer. But the problem is that the man riding on me has no intention of running away at all. He wants to be tough with his life, and I don't want to be with him. Uncle Xu Yang, you have the blood of the Yuan Demon Royal Clan, and I call you a master, but I am afraid that you will turn your face and hit me. I can't take care of you anymore. If I perform the Molting and Reincarnation Technique again, it will consume the power of the Hundred Years Life Yuan and half of the Life Star, and with my Earth Escape Technique, I will be able to escape with half my life left. ”

With an idea, the Purple Gold Demon Scorpion said loudly: "Master Xu Yang, the matter is urgent. It's better for you to jump off the little one. The little one is so good that I can do my best to help you kill these stinky and shameless guys on the other side. ”

"I'm not going down. Xu Yang replied without thinking.

The Purple Gold Demon Scorpion was puzzled and cautious, and Meng Meng asked, "Why is that?"

"It's all dirt underneath and it's going to stain my new pair of shoes. Xu Yang decisively gave an answer.

The purple gold demon scorpion was speechless, like a sharp blade stabbed in the heart, and shouted bitterly in his heart: "Baby scorpion, my heart is bitter." Could it be that the life of my dignified Six Star Realm beast will be buried because of a pair of shoes?"

As the seven peak masters continued to bless their mana, the star aura that trapped Xu Yang and the demon scorpion became smaller and smaller. The aura of the stars was as solid as metal, and it looked like a powerful star immortal weapon.

Xu Yang forcibly stretched his arms, his body shook from side to side, trying to break free from the oppression of the star aura, but he couldn't get rid of it for a while.

Click.

Cracks appeared on the surface of the purple gold demon scorpion's skin, and he sighed in his heart: "It's over, it's completely over." The opportunity is fleeting, and now I want to escape, and I am afraid that I will not be able to break free from the confines of this star prison technique. ”

Xu Yang, who was imprisoned by the power of the technique, became more and more angry, and the Yuan Demon bloodline in his body became more and more boiling.

He suddenly covered his head with his hands.

"Ahh

An incredible force of Yuan Demon surged out of Xu Yang's body, and the blood veins on his body were directly burst by the surging Yuan Demon power.

Snort, sneer.

Purple blood lines spurted out from the surface of Xu Yang's body.

Strangely, these purple blood lines seem to be alive

Fate circled around Xu Yang's body, and in the blink of an eye, it was connected into a circular array.

Puff puff, puff puff.

The purple blood ring burst into flames, revealing a circle of bright purple flames. In the Purple Flame Array, clusters of the most primitive demonic patterns could be seen jumping with the naked eye, and a roar similar to that of an ancient demonic beast in the flames was heard.

When Xu Yang's hands were removed from his head, a sharp purple demon horn appeared in the middle of his head, and more tiny purple scales grew on the sides of his cheeks.

Further demonization.

And the ring of flames formed by the burning of purple demon blood around Xu Yang's body formed a powerful defensive barrier and contradicted the star aura that had been oppressing Xu Yang outside.

The two collided, and the purple and white arcs were entangled, triggering bursts of rolling thunder, overflowing with powerful force to tear the void apart one after another pitch-black cracks.

For a while, the "Seven Stars Falling God" technique controlled by the seven peak masters of the Yudao Gate was actually resisted by the purple blood flame ring array on Xu Yang's body.

Seeing this, Lan Xingjun's face became a little ugly, and he said, "Xu Yang has indeed been further demonized. His rampaging Yuan Demon power actually used the Blood Sacrifice Technique to conjure up a powerful Yuan Demon Enchantment to resist the confinement of our magic. ”

Bai Liqing, the peak master of Purple Feather Peak, said worriedly: "If it continues like this, Xu Yang is afraid that he will be completely demonic." ”

Qing Feather Peak Lord Lu Qian was a little overwhelmed and said, "Next, what should we do?"

Huang Yufeng Peak Master Dong Hongyan was a little disappointed and said, "We have used all our strength, and it seems that we still can't stop Xu Yang from continuing the demonic transformation. ”

Mo Yu Peak Master Ji Wuxian regretted: "Xu Yang's physical performance can be called a miracle. With his current cultivation, he was able to withstand such a degree of demonic change in his body. If it had been replaced, someone else would have exploded and died. ”

Chiyang Jun, the peak lord of Chi Feather Peak, said in surprise: "This Xu Yang is indeed not simple, it reminds me of the great war between humans and demons thousands of years ago. The enchantment technique he performed with the sacrifice of demon blood was used by the Demon Lord of the Western Regions during the Great War between humans and demons thousands of years ago, but Xu Yang used it passively this time, which was slightly insufficient. ”

Qiong Huajun, the peak master of White Feather Peak, said unwillingly: "We must still have a way to stop Xu Yang." ”

Lan Xingjun said decisively: "The current Xu Yang has reached the limit. As long as we work harder, after a long time, his foundation will be unstable, and the demonic blood magic will surely collapse. The final outcome is difficult to predict. If Xu Yang's life is big, maybe there will be a glimmer of life. But if we stop there, the crazy Xu Yang will only have the result of exploding. ”

The seven peak masters communicated briefly and decided to continue to forcibly suppress Xu Yang's rampage with the power of the formation.

Led by Blue Star Jun, the seven peak masters used all their mana and poured it into the technique of "Seven Stars Falling God".

The aura of stars around Xu Yang was even brighter and more condensed, like a huge jade ring, and the star patterns on the surface were engraved with the appearance of seven stars.

And Xu Yang, who was transformed into a demonic beast, continued to use the technique of blood sacrifice to conjure up the Yuan Demon Flame Aura Enchantment to fight.

For a time, the offensive and defensive sides were at a stalemate.

The purple gold demon scorpion under Xu Yang's seat trembled all over, and prayed in his heart: "Xu Yang Great Demon King, you must resist it." If you slacken, you and my bodies will have to be crushed by this star aura. ”

At this moment, Xu Yang's body surface kept overflowing with blood lines, almost crazy.

And in Xu Yang's body, the three-color demon swirl rotated rapidly, like an inspiring fountain, constantly spewing out purple Yuan Demon power.

If it weren't for the Heavenly Ghost Spiritual Vein, Buddha Venerable Spiritual Vein, Dao Fruit Spiritual Vein, and Haoran Heavenly Vein in Xu Yang's body working together, the roaring Yuan Demon Power would have already shredded his meridians.

After all, Xu Yang's skill body at the moment can be regarded as the peak of the Demon Whirlpool Realm

, not even the Yuan Soul Realm.

At this time, the purple mansion space in Xu Yang's body had become as hot as magma.

In the center of the Purple Mansion space, the surface of a red-shelled egg sneered outward, and the red eggshell became almost transparent in the heat flow. The sleeping Azhu body in it has no clothes on its body, the curled jade body is like a young leaf in early spring, and the sweat droplets on the surface of the body are morning dew.

"Hot ...... Hot ......." Azhu's call in his sleep is the instinct to live. At this moment, Xu Yang couldn't hear it.

The demon dragon scales, which turned into a small ball of black scales, jumped vigorously in place, and every time he jumped, he would throw out a puddle of sweat. Without the permission of Xu Yang's divine sense, it was the suppression of the power of the Yuan Demon, so that the dark scales could not be transformed into the shape of a demon dragon.

"Master Xuyang, it's so hot here, let me go out to cool off. "The pleading for help of the dark scales, Xu Yang can't hear it.

The ghost-baby-like Wheel Flame Spirit lay there, soft into a ball of mud, its mouth wide open, and its long tongue stuck out like a hot pet dog.

The dolphin-shaped blue water flame spirit is like a fish out of the water, without strength, rolling its eyes, and occasionally spitting out a water-blue bubble from its mouth.

Although the Golden Wufu Flame Spirit is the most heat-resistant, this heat is the heat suppressed by the power of the Yuan Demon. The golden orb it had turned into was no longer transparent, and even the three-legged golden crow could not be seen, and the original Sanskrit characters on the surface were not so clear.

Regardless of the internal and external performance, Xu Yang's body has reached its limit, and maybe as long as it takes a few more breaths, it will be the result of an explosion.

"Woo-woo-"

Xu Yang's mouth let out a wail that was not human-like like a beast, and there were even tears flashing in his purple eyes.

Grievance!

But don't give in!

Suffering!

But don't throw in the towel!

It's not a demon, it's not a demon, but it's a human.

He instinctively knew that he had reached his limit, but he was unwilling to be suppressed by the formation, and he was unwilling to be restricted by others.

It was an instinctive desire to survive.

Because of the pain, so resist.

Because of the imprisonment, so the struggle.

......

The two sides are deadlocked!

Another dozen breaths passed. This was longer than Lan Xingjun had expected, he didn't expect that Xu Yang at the moment would be able to resist for so long.

The seven peak masters of the Feather Dao Sect, including Blue Star Jun, used the divine power of the seven stars outside the territory to perform the "Seven Stars Falling God" technique, and the burden was also quite huge, and several people had also reached the limit.

The Seven Stars Falling Divine Technique inspired the star aura that imprisoned Xu Yang like a shackle, but it became a little unstable at this moment. The aura of the stars shook by itself, and subtle cracks appeared on the surface.

Lan Xingjun reminded loudly: "Don't give up, don't give up, hold on for a few more breaths, and Xu Yang's Yuan Demon Skill Body will definitely collapse." ”

Hearing Lan Xingjun's order, several other peak masters did not dare to relax.

Their eyes as they looked at Xu Yang were full of mixed emotions.

He was not only afraid of the powerful Yuan Demon power that Xu Yang showed at this moment, but also sympathetic to the terrible ending of Xu Yang's imminent explosion and fall.

Qiong Huajun, the peak master of White Feather Peak, who was standing in the position of the Heavenly Xuan of the Formation, his eyes were full of sympathetic crystals, and he muttered in his heart: "Xu Yang, you are not only my confidant of Tu Yaojun, but also a copy of Lu Qingyun's inheritance. Although there is no direct intersection between you and me, I believe that you are a good person, and it is never your intention to fall into the devil's path. I'll help you this time, whether you survive or not depends on your own luck. ”

Thinking in his heart, Qiong Huajun deliberately bit the tip of his tongue.