Beneath the sky, above the prairie.

The three-story car, which was ten feet tall, suddenly drove out of the battle formation, like a giant bull king patrolling his territory.

It was high and fearless, and it drove in the direction where Xu Yang and the others were in a crushing attitude, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

On top of the building car, the demon armor general wearing a horn-shaped battle helmet clasped his hands on his shoulders, the purple cloak behind him flew like a wave, and the demonic aura on the surface of the purple demon armor kept rolling, forming a palm-sized purple cyclone around his body.

High above the head of the Demon Armor General, a large purple cloud suddenly appeared.

These purple clouds rolled in a panic under the power of their powerful demons, and in the gaps of the purple clouds, some purple arcs that wanted to escape, but couldn't, crowded each other, roaring, as if they were about to tear the sky.

Shock!

Brute!

Magic!

"Giggle...... Giggling...... "Guigu Zhan's three lives on his shoulders returned to the skeleton's jaw staggered in a panic, as if he was stammering, and stretched out a bone finger to point at the opposite side, and a wisp of blue ghostly aura came out of its empty eye sockets.

Only Guigu Chan knew that it was a manifestation of the fear of the skeleton man who had three lives together.

The black-scaled Jiao, who had been basking in the sun on Xu Yang's shoulder, muttered, "What the hell is this weather? Is it going to rain?" Master Xu Yang, why don't we find a place to shelter from the rain?"

Xu Yang threw out a sentence: "Stygian scales, are you here to be funny?"

"Hey, hey. Master Xu Yang, I'm just making a little joke to relax the atmosphere. Fighting on a rainy day, just cool and comfortable. If this demon dragon is at its peak, it will tear this guy apart in minutes. After speaking, the scales made a tooth shape towards the opposite side, the sides of his forehead showed green tendons, and wisps of dark and inky aura emanated from his body.

The heroes don't mention the courage of the year, if they talk about the courage of the year, most of them are used to strengthen their courage.

"Such a powerful demonic spirit breath, it can actually make the Dark Scales who have always been unstiny a little fearful, it seems that the cultivation level of this Demon Armor Martial General is not much different from the Demonic Wind Venerable he met in Youfeng Mountain a long time ago, is it the cultivation level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm? But it seems that his demon spirit fluctuations are a little unstable, and his skill condition should be somewhat problematic. In this way, many of us may have a 30% chance of winning against one of them. While Xu Yang was thinking in his heart, he used the Flame Spirit Magic to observe the demon armor generals who appeared on the opposite side.

The more he looked closely, the more surprised Xu Yang became. Immediately reminded loudly behind him: "This Demon Armor Warrior is different from other Demon Armor soldiers, it is not an illusion body, but a real body. ”

"I don't feel right either, we won't go to the wrong place, right? This should be the formation space of the Five Buddhas Vajra Array, how can there be a demon general deity thousands of years ago?"

"Senior Brother Fire Eyebrow, the passage to this place was opened by you personally, and there will be no mistake. There must be a reason why the demon warriors appear in this space. Don't forget, this is even more in the Blue Fire Demon Domain. Next, we have to figure out how to deal with him. The golden boy said calmly.

"Senior Brother Golden Boy, there is some truth in what you said. After Huo Mei Toutuo finished speaking, he threw his gaze to the "Qingyan Monk" on the other side. After all, Qingyan Monk was the most powerful of their three sons of Vajra, the only one among them who had cultivated to reach the Daoming Realm level, and he was also their backbone.

Although the Daoming Realm was only a big level higher than the Yuan Soul Realm, its strength was different from cloud and mud. In particular, the strength of soul power is incomparable to that of Yuan Soul Realm cultivators.

But Huomei Toutuo didn't know that the "Qingyan Monk" in front of him had long lost his active consciousness, and was controlled by the thousand-faced ghost "Zhang San".

"Qingyan Monk" looked at the demon armor general on the opposite building, his eyes narrowed, and he secretly thought in his heart, this demon general in front of him estimated that there should be a level of heavenly tribulation realm, if it wasn't for the shadow lord's explanation, I wanted to take care of Xu Yang, and nothing could go wrong before leading him to the designated place, I wouldn't risk fighting this demon general head-on, after all, what I am best at is assassination. Forget it, the matter has come to this point, even if you lose the body of the "Qingyan Monk", you have to give it a try. It's really not good, I'm sure I'll return it myself, it's a big deal to call my dearest brother out to help. Xu Yang, this time I am forced to go all out to help you, and it is your boy's life. Compared to the horror of the Shadow Lord, all of this is nothing.

Thinking of this, the "Qingyan Monk" said: "There is only one reason to explain. This demon armor man should have been trapped in this space during the battle with the Golden Buddha Temple thousands of years ago. I don't know what secrets are hidden in this space, this demon armor man has survived here for thousands of years and has not died. That's why he's here. This was indeed an accident for us. The current situation is that if we don't defeat it, we won't find an exit to this space. So, we have no way back. ”

"What Senior Brother Qingyan said is reasonable, and most of the facts are like this. Moreover, the cultivation of this Demon Armor Martial General is likely to be a powerful existence in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. The golden boy nodded.

The flaming eyebrows on the side of the golden boy subconsciously stood behind the Qingyan monk, touching his bald head with his left hand, while muttering in his heart: "Oh, if you want to fight with this demon armor general for a while, it's better to be careful." Even Senior Brother Qingyan, the most powerful among us, is the cultivation of the Daoming Realm. The terrifying demon clan created a tragic war thousands of years ago, and thousands of years later, it is still ghostly. ”

"Demon Armor Warrior, Heavenly Tribulation Realm, defeating him with everyone is my current goal. Guigu Zhan, who likes to set various goals for himself and go all out, said secretly in his heart.

The skeleton man lying on Guigu Zhan's shoulder seemed to understand its master's intentions, and raised a fist and waved it vigorously at the opposite side.

Xu Yang said loudly: "What the senior Qingyan monk said is right, there is no way out for all of us, so it is better to give it a go." ”

Next, Xu Yang turned his head and whispered, "Miss Yin, Ah Zhu, the next battle will be very dangerous. It's good that the two of you are on the side to help, and don't go head-to-head with this demon armor general. ”

The two daughters of Ah Zhu and Yin Mengting on the side heard this and nodded together. They showed resoluteness on their faces, standing side by side behind Xu Yang, without the slightest intention of retreating.

Behind every successful man there will be a woman, sometimes maybe two, and Xu Yang is like this.

......

On the top floor of the three-story car opposite, the foot of the original Demon Armor General became empty at some point.

"It's coming!" Xu Yang whispered, and the fire wings behind him spread, leaving only a flying red breath in place, and the person had already taken the lead in flying out.

"Master Xu Yang, if you want to fight, you will fight!" As the words of the Stygian Scales fell, the shadow of the Stygian Scales disappeared on Xu Yang's shoulder.

Xu Yang, who was galloping, made a crisp clicking sound on the surface of his body, and a black and shiny battle armor appeared from head to toe.

Black-scaled helmet, black-scaled shoulder armor, black-scaled bracers, black-scaled breastplate, black-scaled leg armor, black-scaled combat boots, just like the scaly god of war from ancient times. The power of the Divine Soul of the Dark Scale had already turned into a set of Dark Scale Battle Armor and wore it on Xu Yang's body.

Xu Yang suddenly felt that his whole body was filled with inexhaustible power, which was the demon power from ancient times, and it belonged to the power of the powerful demon dragon.

"Hum!" the ground shuddered.

In the open space dozens of zhang away on the opposite side, a purple magic whirlpool suddenly appeared, and a demon armor general wearing a horned battle helmet appeared.

Brush –

A flash of fire flashed, and in the firelight, a figure pounced on the demonic armor general who was unsteady. Without him, it was Xu Yang who took the lead.

Without any words, Xu Yang directly punched out. Looking closely, the surface of Xu Yang's fist actually grew six black scales out of thin air, like a dragon fist.

Above the fist wind, the dark and strong netherworld aura condensed into the form of a demon dragon.

Punch out!

Dragon's Groan!

Break the Sky!

The Demon Armor General's eyes were shining, and he actually noticed Xu Yang's attack at the first time. He was not in a hurry, took a step forward, and the cloak behind him flew sideways, facing the dragon-shaped fist that Xu Yang swung over, and it was also a punch.

Above the huge fist, a purple cyclone suddenly appeared. The purple cyclone twisted, conjuring up the appearance of a bull's head with two horns.

Punch out!

Cow Moo!

Moving!

There was a muffled "bang", like two round sledgehammers slamming together, and the bursting energy swayed a circle of shockwaves visible to the naked eye.

After the punch, the body of the Demon Armor Warrior did not move, but his footprints on the ground sank by half an inch.

The strong brute force passed through the surface of Xu Yang's fist, forearm, back arm, and one to the shoulder of the right shoulder.

"What a strong force. ”

Xu Yang seemed to have been prepared, a pair of pitch-black fire wings behind him rolled back, and the whole person flew back upside down with the help of the rebounding force, unloading most of the opponent's power at once.

Even so, Xu Yang still felt a tremor and numbness in his shoulders.

Xu Yang, whose figure was still in mid-air, rolled up his fire wings again, and his body drew an arc in the air, and pounced again at a faster speed.

This time, both fists were smashed together.

"Fist of the Flame - Fist of the Tyrannical Dragon!"

"Bang bang bang!"

In just an instant, hundreds of fist shadows were chiseled, and each punch had the shape of a black dragon, like a hundred dragons roaring, and the void was torn apart by the strength of the fist.

"The Mao boy from there, is it the helpers invited from the Southern Regions by the bald heads of the Golden Buddha Temple? At this moment, the Demon Armor General had already seen the opponent in front of him clearly, and he saw Xu Yang wearing a black-scaled battle armor, exuding a demonic aura, and mistakenly thought that he was a person from the Southern Regions.

The cultivators in the Southern Regions were different from those in the Northern Regions, they did not exist in the form of Xiuzhen sects, but in the form of tribes. The tribes of the Southern Regions all have their own worship totems, most of them are ancient barbarian beasts and heaven and earth spirit wood, golden-winged tribes, silver wolf tribes, and magnolia tribes...... There are also a few tribes that worship dragon-shaped totems, such as the Canglong tribe.

In the same way, the tribes of the Southern Regions worship the gods of nature as the supreme worship, believing that humans and various animals and plants complement each other. They use all kinds of resources provided by nature to survive, and they will not over-demand and destroy the living space, so that they can become a part of the many creatures in the natural world and integrate into it.

However, the competition between the tribes of the Southern Regions is also more direct and bloody, and violence is considered to be the fairest means of survival given by God, and they are more accustomed to using violence to solve problems.

For this, the Northern Regions and the Southern Regions have always been unaccustomed to it. The Northern Regions often define the tribes of the Southern Regions as uncivilized demons. And the Southern Regions also regarded the various sects in the Northern Regions as destroyers and blasphemers of nature, which has always been out of place.

The Demon Armor Warrior said as he spoke, waving his fists as well.

The fist wind conjured up the shape of a wild bull, innumerable, like a herd of brute cattle that impacted, enough to level the grassland.

"Bang bang!"

It's just a blink of an eye, and I don't know how many punches Xu Yang and the Demon Armor General have punched.