I saw that a blue flame suddenly appeared on the jet-black octagonal hammer, exuding an eerie chill.

I don't know what the power of this fire is, but at a glance I know it's no ordinary demonic flame.

However, this hammer was entangled by the green silk spewed out by the evil dragon ding, but it did not show the slightest power, and it was trapped in the air. No matter how the blue flame is calcined, the green silk is safe and sound, and he is not afraid of the appearance of this flame at all.

Wu Yong turned a blind eye to all the changes above his head, and with a turn of his gaze, he had already stared at the four black lights that shot in front of him.

"Holy Demon?"

Wu Yong muttered in an inaudible voice, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly ran with one sleeve.

Suddenly, several thunderous sounds rang out unexpectedly, and four huge golden arcs as thick as the baby's arms shot out from the sleeve, and after a flash, they accurately hit the four black lights that could be reached in front of them.

After a few "booms", four clusters of dazzling golden rays burst open, and after a flash, the black light was submerged in it. These monster phantom illusions, as if they had encountered a nemesis, in the golden light like spring turning snow, quickly melting and dissolving.

It didn't take Wu Yong's effort at all!

At the same moment, Wu Yong raised his hand, and a red talisman appeared in his hand.

The roar immediately became louder, and in the dazzling red light, countless fire arrows shot out of the air, overwhelmingly shooting straight towards the opposite monster.

At this time, the monster covered in barbs had just stabilized its body, and when it saw the fire arrows shooting from the sky, it was not afraid at all, but with a loud shout, the bone spurs on its body were slightly bloody at the same time, and then the blood light burst out, and it instantly fused into a layer of blood-red light, protecting the body in it.

And this Rubik's Cube finished its protective move, and the dense fire arrows hit the blood-red shield in the blink of an eye.

Countless fire arrows burst on the blood cover, and the crimson flames drowned this demon into it, and the cracking sound was even louder, and the sound was amazing!

The monster in the flames was unharmed in the blood shield, and it took a deep breath, and with a wave of its silver arm, it wanted to forcibly separate the red flames outside the shield.

But at this moment, suddenly a slight thunderclap came from the opposite side!

The monster was startled, only to find that at some point, a sharp sword shadow with a trace of thunder arc unexpectedly arrived in front of him.

Although I don't know what's strange about this sword shadow, this demon can't even think about it, and he wants to avoid the sword shadow on one side.

But what the demon didn't notice was that just when the sword shadow arrived in front of him, above his head, the sword of Thor was sliding out of the void strangely, and then fell silently to the side, landing right on the head of the monster hiding here.

The monster didn't even notice it.

As a result, the cyan figure saw a fire bow in his hand, and the fire arrows in the sky suddenly collapsed and disappeared, and he actually stopped the continuous attack.

The hedgehog-like monster, Fang sided's side avoided the sharp sword shadow, and when he felt strange, a blue-black light quietly wrapped around the monster's neck like lightning, and its triangular head rolled down with bones.

The blood-colored shield can't resist the blue light in the slightest!

To the Sword of Thor, this blood-colored mask seemed to cease to exist.

The moment Wu Yong slashed this demon with the Sword of Thor, his body flickered to the corpse.

As soon as it opened its mouth, a black glow flew out and rolled over the corpse.

As a result, a phantom was pulled out of it. It was the shadow that had been thrown into it before.

It's just that the shadow at this moment is extremely dim, as if it will collapse at any time, and now it is rolled by the glow, and it is directly accepted by Wu Yong.

And after the demon shadow was sucked away, the headless demon corpse on the ground was blown by a light wind, and it turned into flying ashes and disappeared without a trace.

At this time, Wu Yong was looking at the other side indifferently.

"Brother Shura's true magic skills, Wu has already seen it. I don't know what other secret techniques there are, which opened Wu's eyes again. If not, send your friends on the road. Wu Yong said unusually calmly.

The Shura Extreme Saint in the distance, his face turned a little blue, and his eyes were even more incredulous.

It was unbelievable that the two immortal king-level Great Perfection-level monsters that he regarded as killers were so easily killed by him with a raised hand.

And he used several treasures such as the three-color feather fan, the cyan small ding, and the blue-black thunder sword one after another, each of which was surprisingly powerful, and except for the small tripod that might be the legendary evil dragon ding, he didn't have a clue about the other two, and he could kill two monsters by himself.

His heart sank even more!

How is this possible, at most, he has only advanced in the god transformation stage for more than a hundred years, how can he have such a magical secret technique and have so many heavy treasures?

Although he had never seen an Immortal Emperor-level cultivator, with the magical powers he displayed, I am afraid that he would never be far behind.

The old demon now listened to Wu Yong's words again, and under the chill behind his back, his pupils shrank, and suddenly he opened his mouth, and a dark cloud pat spewed out.

The thing shook quickly, and immediately turned into a cloud of black wind that enveloped him.

Then there was a sharp whistling sound in the wind, and the whole wind trembled, and it actually shot backwards wrapped around the old demon.

The black wind looked vague and abnormal, and after a few flashes, it brought out a series of phantoms.

I just saw that this wind had escaped somewhere, and in a flash, it appeared strangely farther away. And in the same place, there is still another black wind left.

In this way, there seemed to be several clusters of teleporting black wind in the sky in the distance at the same time, and it was only a blink of an eye that escaped a few thousand meters away, and if it was an ordinary immortal king-level monk, he could only sigh at this strange retreat at this moment.

Wu Yong was naturally not an ordinary monk, and when he saw this scene, a strange expression appeared on his face:

"I ran away. This natal magic weapon is really a good thing to escape! If it was before, I'm afraid it would have been really tricky. But now, hum ......"

Wu Yong took a deep breath, and under the trembling of the wind and thunder wings behind him, suddenly there was a loud thunder roar, and blue and white arcs appeared on the wings, and then turned into a ball of thunder and rolled down, suspended in the nearby space, and circulated uncertainly.

Then his wings spread only slightly, and his figure floated out of thin air, leaning slightly to its side.

At this time, Wu Yong glanced at it from a distance, and the old demon, who had turned into a blurred black shadow, snorted coldly in his nose, and fanned his wings at the same time in vain.

Suddenly, a violent wind roared, stirring up all the large blue-white thunderballs suspended nearby, and immediately collided with each other.

The roar was loud, and the blue and white arcs burst out at the same time, and then they were instantly swept by the wind, and then they were all lost in their wings.

The surface of the wind and thunder wings was immediately covered with a layer of electric cover, and after a few more fanning blows, Wu Yong's figure suddenly ejected from the spot, and after a flash, it turned into a blue-white arc and disappeared.

And after a breath and a breath, the arc strangely reached a place dozens of meters away, and after a slight pause, it ejected out again, and it also reached dozens of meters in an instant, and the speed was so fast that the black wind controlled by the old demon was even half as fast as it looked.

In just a few flashes, this arc chased more than ten meters behind the black wind in front.

Even under the arc of lightning, Wu Yong clearly saw the frightened face of the old demon looking back in the black wind.

The wings waved down again, and after a thunderclap, a blue-white arc flashed, appearing in front of the black wind.

Then the lightning flickered, and Wu Yong's figure emerged, blocking the old devil's way.

The black wind paused slightly, then changed direction and was about to flash in other directions.

But at this time, Wu Yong sneered, raised his hands, and a layer of purple light flame appeared, and then rubbed it, and a purple fire knife took shape.

Then the wings behind his back trembled strangely, and Wu Yong shot out.

But at the same time as he shot out, his body twisted strangely, and the wings behind his back trembled slightly at a magical frequency, which actually caused the nearby space to fluctuate, and the person suddenly turned into a white thread, and disappeared on the way.

When the old demon in the black wind saw this scene, he naturally knew that it was not good, and immediately didn't care about running away, so he first condensed the mana all over his body, and the black wind that wrapped his body suddenly doubled, and at the same time, with a flip of his palm, a red shield appeared in front of him.

Just as he was about to cast a spell to activate his shield, White Silk shot out of the void above his head, but after a flicker, he disappeared again.

This time, the old devil's shout was immediately heard in the black wind.

The crimson shield fell strangely with half of its arm, and the arm was mostly wrapped in a layer of purple crystal ice.

And the broken arm is broken, smooth and flat, and not a drop of blood has flowed out.