As far as the Purple Wind Demon Venerable could see, on the ground under his feet, the earth-colored spiritual light flowed like a belt, and a large area of pale golden Buddha runes were connected into pieces.

"Rumble. ”

The earth trembled, as if an earth dragon were rolling in it.

Immediately afterwards, the runes on the ground surged, and eighteen stone beads the size of a grinding disc were drilled out of them, which were the stone Buddha orbs of Murong Yu.

The surface of these stone beads flickered continuously, and the seated Buddha patterns on them moved like real people, and the lips of each Buddha statue kept opening and closing, and the supreme Buddha sound came out.

"Mimi, ......"

Eighteen huge Buddha beads, like eighteen seated Buddhas who have attained enlightenment, exude brilliant golden light from the surface, as if it is an extraordinary magic weapon array.

At this moment, Murong Yu, the green tendons on his forehead were exposed, his eyes were wide open, and he desperately injected mana into the ground under his feet. Where his palms were close to the ground, there were streaks of stone-brown spirit lines.

"Purple Wind Demon Venerable, I'll wait for you to fall on top of my Murong Yu's formation. Murong Yu saw that the Purple Wind Demon Venerable had just fallen within the range of his own Stone Buddha Orb to urge the formation under the repeated attacks of Xu Yang, Zhang Li, and Gongsun Zhi, and said in a firm tone.

This is also the attack strategy prepared by Xu Yang and the four in advance.

If Murong Yu had directly urged the formation to try to imprison the Purple Wind Demon Venerable at the beginning, he would have been immediately discovered by the Purple Wind Demon Venerable. With the powerful cultivation of the Purple Wind Demon Venerable, it only took two breaths to get rid of the confinement of the formation, and Murong Yu's formation had almost no effect. And the Purple Wind Demon Venerable fell into the formation under the continuous attacks of Xu Yang and the others, and the effect was very different. Murong Yu was confident that he could imprison the Purple Wind Demon Venerable for more than a few breaths, and he could use the power of the magic weapon to disrupt the effect of the Purple Wind Demon Venerable's spell casting.

At this moment, under Murong Yu's continuous urging, the surface of the eighteen huge Buddha beads made by the Stone Buddha Orbs each spit out a golden light. Immediately after, eighteen golden rays of light twisted and turned into the shape of an unfolded Buddha scroll. On the surface of the eighteen golden light Buddha scrolls, the golden Sanskrit characters flickered and jumped, and the power of the magic weapon was urged to the limit.

"The Array of Dharma Weapons - Eighteen Chapters of Buddhist Sutra Suppression!"

The next moment, a golden Sanskrit character erupted from the surface of each of the eighteen chapters of the Buddhist scriptures, like eighteen golden dragons flying non-stop, and the powerful power of the formation shrouded down.

Puff puff –

The ankles and calves of the Purple Wind Demon Venerable were imprinted with clear "burns" by the Sanskrit characters thrown out by the formation, and the power of the Buddha Gate on the magic weapon penetrated into the meridians of the Purple Wind Demon Venerable.

The Purple Wind Demon Venerable suddenly felt that his feet were stagnant, and his calves seemed to have fallen into a boulder, and at the same time, the fluency of his body was also blocked by the power of the formation.

"The power of this Buddha's magic weapon should not be underestimated, and it actually has the effect of restraining my magic skills. Fortunately, the blue-clothed kid who controlled the magic weapon array was still shallow, and if a strong person with the cultivation of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm launched this formation, I might have really been hit hard. The Purple Wind Demon Venerable suddenly realized something, and when he looked up again.

only to find that Xu Yang on the opposite side already had a pitch-black ghost sword in his hand, which was Xu Yang's Devil May Cry Sword.

But seeing Xu Yang raise his hand, the pitch-black ghost sword was thrown in the air above his head.

The tip of the Devil May Cry Sword pointed at the Purple Wind Demon Venerable on the opposite side, and the surface of the sword body had golden patterns flickering, and the entire sword body was buzzing and trembling, like a flying arrow on the bowstring, which was about to explode.

Without stopping for a moment, Xu Yang pinched out the magic trick with one hand, and a gray-white spiritual light popped out and landed on the surface of the Devil May Cry Sword hanging above his head.

"Woo——!"

The body of the Devil May Cry Sword emitted an eerie humming sound, like the chant of a ghost. What followed was a powerful dark black spiritual pressure leaking out, and the void shook violently.

In an instant, a vast pillar of black light erupted from the sword body of the Devil May Cry Sword, which was an extremely domineering sword domain power, piercing the boundary of space and leading straight to the underworld.

Sword Domain - Hades.

All kinds of powerful ghost spirits in the underworld were suddenly summoned by the power of this sword domain, and hundreds of ghost kings' souls were either green-haired, or one-horned, or fire-eyed, or long-tongued...... He was sucked into the sword domain in one go.

Immediately afterwards, the ink-colored sword domain on the sword body converged back at once, and the surface of the black sword body clicked, as if it could not withstand the power of the hundred ghost kings brought back from the sword domain.

"Whoa!"

The pitch-black sword body trembled and directly shattered into hundreds of pieces, hovering in mid-air, and the surface of each sword body fragment was engraved with a strange ghost rune, and there was a ghost qi entwined.

Xu Yang's consciousness moved, and at the same time, he pointed out with one hand, and another magic trick fell.

High in the air, the sword body that was broken into hundreds of pieces exploded one after another in the buzzing and trembling sound, turning into one

A large cloud of billowing black mist.

The black mist cleared, and the appearance of a person appeared in it.

The man was tall, with long gray hair that shimmered like fine iron. A narrow, see-through gray ribbon blindfolded his eyes, and then tied a simple knot at the back of his head. The surface of the gray gauze ribbon was painted with silver ghost runes, and it kept wandering like a spiritual snake.

The strange man's skin was gray and shiny, his muscles were full of angularity but not stiff, he wore only a simple pair of gray shorts, his chest was broad, his hands and feet were bare, and his fingertips were long and sharp like the tip of a sword.

Strangely, the surface of this strange man's skin is covered with a lot of pale golden fine lines like open pieces, as if the whole person is made of pieces of patchwork.

The ghostly strange man didn't say a word, standing above the void opposite Xu Yang, because his eyes were covered by gray gauze, no one knew what his eyes were focused on, let alone what he would do next.

Without it, it is the sword spirit of the Devil May Cry Sword, the soul of a hundred ghosts - "Hundred Mang".

Xu Yang separated the air with one hand, and said domineeringly: "Bai Mang, cut the guy on the other side for me!"

The tips of the sword spirit's ears moved like the ears of a spirit beast, and then they were activated, leaving only a tumbling black ghost mist in place.

The next moment, in the void opposite the Purple Wind Demon Venerable, the black ghost qi was churning, revealing the body of the sword spirit.

The sword spirit's body suddenly became blurred, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge black sword body. On the body of the sword, the shape of hundreds of ghost kings jumped and roared, and they were extremely shocked.

"One Devil May Cry - Hundred Reckless Slashes!"

Sword Intent - Hundred Ghosts.

Sword Domain - Hades.

Sword Spirit - Bai Mang.

Sword move - Devil May Cry.

The four fit perfectly, and the peak ghost sword slashed mercilessly with one move.

The sword fell, and the sword was full of energy.

As strong as the Purple Wind Demon Venerable, he couldn't help but show a look of panic in his eyes.

He is a sword cultivator, and he is one of the top sword cultivators in the Western Regions Demon Clan. Of course, he knew the danger brought by the appearance of this sword spirit.

And at this moment, the Purple Wind Demon Venerable's feet were imprisoned by the magic weapon array cast by Murong Yu, and it was impossible to dodge Xu Yang's sword spirit move.

"It's a ghost path sword spirit, and it's a sword spirit with the power of a hundred ghost kings. The Purple Wind Demon Venerable's eyes lit up, and the shadow of the sword spirit was reflected in his pupils, and he was shocked into a cold sweat, "The four consecutive attacks launched by the four people in front of him are all feints, intending to consume and imprison my body, and this type of sword spirit slash of the hundred ghosts is deadly." ”。

The Purple Wind Demon Venerable had just dealt with the serial attacks of Xu Yang, the black boy Zhang Li, Gongsun Zhi and Murong Yu one after another, and the martial body did not have half a chance to breathe, and he was also imprisoned by the formation. Even if he is the top sword cultivator of the demon race, he can only exert fifty percent of his original combat power at this moment.

The Purple Wind Demon Venerable's eyes widened, and the wind-shaped inscription on his eyebrows swirled abruptly. In a hurry, he grabbed the Demon Wind Sword in his hand with both hands, and faced the Baizhang Ghost Sword that was split down from the opposite side, and it was also a sword slash.

The surface of the magic sword in the Purple Wind Demon Venerable's hand showed a leopard-faced Wind Demon Beast Dharma, and hundreds of purple storms spat out angrily.

"Demon Sword - Wind Demon Slash!"

The sword is full of energy, the sword is out of a hundred shadows, and the wind demon is roaring.

Sword Intent – Storm.

Sword Domain - Yuan Demon.

Sword Spirit - Wind Demon.

Sword move - Wind Demon Slash.

The four fit perfectly, and the power of the peak Demon Dao Sword Cultivation slashed out.

In the next moment, the blades of the Hundred Reckless Slash and the Wind Demon Slash collided in one place in the void.

Boom Boom Boom –

For a while, the hundred ghosts roared, the wind demons roared, the black wind and the purple wind were entangled and rolled for ten miles, and the sword lights of both sides dragged out straight filaments of light to divide the void into a net.

The black filament and the purple filament cut each other, which is the edge of the sword and the transformation of the sword intent. Each filament is sharp enough to easily slice through a small mountain.

The collision of the two extreme sword moves is like a contest between the ghost beasts of the underworld and the demonic beasts, and the powerful power consumes each other.

The Hundred Eye of Storms carried on the Wind Demon Slash cast by the Purple Wind Demon Venerable collapsed one after another, ninety-nine ...... Ninety-Eight ...... Sixty-six...... Three....... Two...... One.

The power of the hundred ghosts carried on the Hundred Reckless Slash cast by Xu Yang was also consumed and exploded, ninety-nine ...... Eighty-five ...... Thirty-seven...... , it can be that there are only ten ghosts and gods left.

Bang!

In the end, Xu Yang's sword moves were slightly better than those of the Purple Wind Demon Venerable.

A pitch-black sword light fell, carrying the power of ten ghosts and gods

, whining and crying, the sound of the soul-hypnotic of Hades sounds.

"Oops", the Purple Wind Demon Venerable exclaimed, and his body twisted desperately to the side.

At this moment, the Purple Wind Demon Venerable clearly realized the true power of Xu Yang's sword. If it weren't for the fact that he had been attacked by Xu Yang's four people one after another, his footing was unstable and his body was imprisoned, if he hadn't been suppressed in the Demon Suppression Realm for thousands of years, he would have been fully capable of withstanding the power of this sword. But right now, the Purple Wind Demon Venerable's plan is not enough.

Poof!

The black light reversed, and purple blood splattered.

One of the left arms of the Purple Wind Demon Venerable was cut off. In an instant, the Purple Wind Demon Venerable's body withered by a small half.

In the next moment, as soon as the wings of purple lightning spread out behind Xu Yang, he arrived in front of the Purple Wind Demon Venerable, and the Devil May Cry Sword was also firmly grasped by Xu Yang.

Xu Yang's eyes were cold, and the Devil May Cry Sword in his hand slashed out one after another, although there were only ten ghosts left on the Devil Cry Sword, but the power of each sword was still full of threats to the Purple Wind Demon Venerable.

Brush brush brush, brush brush.

The ghost qi rolled, the ten ghosts roared, and the black blade cut the void one after another.

The Purple Wind Demon Venerable didn't care about the pain of losing his left arm, and the Demon Wind Sword in his right hand kept coming out.

Jingle bell, ding bell bell.

The blade of the sword collided, and the sparks shot out, exploding in circles of black and purple aura.

At this moment, Murong Yu was panting heavily in place, sweating profusely, holding his stone Buddha orb in his hand, and the brilliance on the surface of the stone Buddha orb was slightly dim. The move of the formation just now had already overdrawn his strength.

And the black boy Zhang Li and Gongsun Zhi saw that Xu Yang had a successful move, and besieged them from the left and right sides in time.

Bang!

Bang!

The black boy Zhang Li used the technique of bullying the bear to melt his body and sacrificed a claw.

The flame spear in Gongsun Zhi's hand threw out a dragon's tooth fire.

The Purple Wind Demon Venerable fought seven battles and retreated, with a one-armed horizontal sword, resisting the attacks of Zhang Li and Gongsun Zhi alive.

Under the siege of Xu Yang and the three of them, only the one-armed Purple Wind Demon Venerable showed a flaw, and Xu Yang's sword was hit on his shoulder, and there was an extra blood groove in an instant.

In the other two places, the six-gold monk was fighting with the Purple Blood Demon Venerable. The Golden Bald Head and the Silver Bald Head joined forces to fight the Purple Shadow Demon Venerable.

The Sixth Gold Monk was in a hurry to achieve victory in time, and when he saw that Xu Yang and the four of them had actually defeated the Purple Wind Demon Venerable, his confidence in victory increased sharply.

And the combined attack of the golden bald head and the silver light head has also reached the limit, seeing that Xu Yang's battle situation is obviously superior, he breathed a sigh of relief, and he really appreciated the combat power of these four lay disciples, especially Xu Yang.

The Purple Blood Demon Venerable and the Purple Shadow Demon Venerable both noticed that the Purple Wind Demon Venerable was in a situation of being passively beaten. They clearly knew in their hearts that if the Purple Wind Demon Venerable was defeated, they thought that the two of them would be besieged, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

The scales of victory gradually tilted towards Xu Yang's side.

Zi Feng cursed in his heart: "The body and skill body that have been suppressed for thousands of years are really not as good as before. At the moment, not only did I have an arm broken, but my body was also imprisoned by the imprint of Buddhism, and if I continue like this, I am very likely to be killed by these three people. Especially the green-clothed young man with the ghost sword in his hand, after blasting the extreme sword move with me, he didn't have half a bit of decline. ”

The Purple Wind Demon Venerable rolled his eyes and shouted: "Brother Purple Blood Demon Venerable, don't be playing, little brother, I have lost one of my arms, and if I go on like this, I will lose my life." ”

The Purple Blood Demon Venerable, who was fighting fiercely with the Six Golden Monks, heard this, and threw a punch out of the battle circle.

"Brother Zifeng, don't worry, wait for me to cast a spell, let's work together. Let these self-defeating guys know the true power of our Three Demon Venerables. ”

As he spoke, the Purple Blood Demon Venerable pinched out the strange trick with both hands, and on the tips of his fingers, purple blood lines rolled non-stop, and he silently recited the Yuan Demon Secret Mantra in his heart: "Take my blood as a sacrifice, the three souls resonate, purple blood, purple wind, purple shadow, three combined ......"

But seeing that the figures of the Purple Wind Demon Venerable and the Purple Shadow Demon Venerable were suddenly shrouded in a cloud of purple blood mist.

The blood mist fell, and the figures of the two disappeared in place. In the next moment, it appeared on the left and right of the Purple Blood Demon Venerable.

Even more weird, the bodies of the Purple Wind Demon Venerable and the Purple Shadow Demon Venerable entered and quickly merged into the body of the Purple Blood Demon Venerable.

Suddenly, a purple light of Yuan Demon burst out from the top of the Purple Blood Demon Venerable's head.

In the purple blood rolling, the Purple Wind Demon Venerable, the Purple Shadow Demon Venerable, and the Purple Blood Demon Venerable disappeared.

The purple blood converged, and there was a ten-zhang tall, three-headed and six-armed Yuan Demon King Kong in place. And the three heads of the Yuan Demon King Kong are the faces of the Purple Blood Demon Venerable, the Purple Shadow Demon Venerable, and the Purple Wind Demon Venerable.