The person who fell, dressed in a black robe, couldn't see his face clearly, but it was not difficult to identify from his appearance, it was Elder Yan of Tianxuan Peak.

Elder Yan only fell a hundred feet before he stabilized his body in time. He looked down and saw Ye Xiaochai holding the Holy Light Glass Cup, and immediately knew the reason for the loss.

He wanted to attack Ye Xiaochai, but a figure flashed not far ahead, and a monk with immortal wind dao bones appeared, who was the Xuan Zhenren of the Zhenyuan Sect, who stopped his next move.

Xuan Zhenren's robe fluttered, he smiled at Elder Yan and said, "Yan Daoyou, as a senior, how can you deign to do something to a junior?"

In fact, the power of the Holy Light Glass Bowl did not have a great effect on their god-transforming monks, and it was just a carelessness that allowed Xuan Zhenren to take advantage of the loophole.

However, their god-transforming monks could stand it, but the Yuan Infant below couldn't stand it, many demon cultivators were captured, and some monks were directly destroyed by the Law Body, leaving only one Yuan Infant to flee back.

Seeing that the situation was completely one-sided, a cold snort came out from the corner of Elder Yan's mouth, and the black robe he was wearing fluttered without wind, and streams of pure demonic qi poured out from under the robe, and then turned into a pitch-black light and returned to the clouds.

Xuan Zhenren once again raised the magic weapon and followed closely.

At this time, the clouds above rolled up to both sides, and the big black hand grabbed it from the gap, and the target of the big hand was Ye Xiaochai, who was holding the glass cup. As well as the cultivator of the Transformation Period, who could easily kill a Yuan Infant Cultivator, Ye Xiaochai naturally did not dare to dodge with the intention of dodging. However, at this moment, only to hear a heaven-shaking dragon roar, a long lance turned into a long dragon and swooped down, instantly smashing the big hand.

I saw that between the cracks of the cirrus clouds, there were two figures standing in the void facing each other, it was the majestic Muhuang Tianhan, and the solemn face of the senior uncle Luo Yunyue. A moment later, the clouds reverberated and closed again, and the figures of the two disappeared from view.

On the Shengtian side, a large number of Yuanying monks exerted their magical powers, taking the opportunity to attack the Demon Heaven camp, and in just this moment's effort, several lines of defense were pulled out in a row, and the Demon Heaven side was suddenly in chaos, and the casualties were even worse.

At this critical moment, the eight Yuanying monks of the Demon Heaven actually rose into the air at the same time, they stood opposite each other in a circle, and there was a pitch-black magic knife in the middle, and they saw that the magic knife kept trembling, as if they were unwilling to be sealed.

However, at this time, the eight of them came to break the seal, and they pinched the same spell, their lips slightly open and closed, and they all urged some kind of mysterious spell to be solved.

This magic knife is called "Demon Cloud", it is a demon soldier handed down from ancient times, and it is sealed because this demon soldier has its own consciousness and divine thoughts, and it can also practice against the sky, and is no longer driven by others.

The eight spells continued, and the demon cloud gradually woke up, and a thin slit cracked at both ends of the hilt, and then slowly expanded, and it actually output two cold gazes, and when they were fully opened, they were actually two black eyes.

At the same time, the eight Yuan Infant Demon Cultivators opened their mouths, each spurting out a mouthful of essence blood, attached to the blade, and the eight Demon Cultivators seemed to have lost their vitality, and they all fell from the sky.

The demon cloud was nourished by the fertilized blood, and the two eyeballs suddenly burst out with two rays of blood, and the demon power was wantonly agitated, and even blocked the projected golden light outside, and then a blood ray rose into the sky, a hundred feet high.

The next moment, the blood turned into a hundred-zhang blood blade, and slashed towards Ye Xiaochai in mid-air.

Almost at the same time, a thunderclap resounded throughout the battlefield, and in the next moment, a thunderbolt of white light appeared, and the blood of a hundred zhang instantly collapsed, restoring the original appearance of the demon cloud.

Ye Xiaochai, who felt lucky, turned his head to look to the side, only to see a spear erected in the distance, thunder constantly falling on the tip of the spear, and the thunder white light flashed frequently, it was the thunder spear, the spiritual weapon of the Lei family.

Not to mention, the slash of the blood blade just now made his heartbeat a little faster, if it weren't for the Thunder Lance blocking it, he would have to summon the Outer Sky Golem to protect himself.

Demon Cloud was extremely angry, and the horizontal knife rushed towards the Thunder Spear, and the two immortal soldiers fought together in an instant. The Demon Cloud is not a spiritual weapon, but its fierce flame is the best in ancient and modern times, even in the face of the Thunder Spear, it does not back down at all, and is not afraid.

Behind the end of the battle, a fiery red figure quietly moved forward, she used her climactic concealment methods, step by step towards the battlefield, her eyes were full of excitement, she was the white rainbow who wanted to witness the battle with her own eyes.

"Ahh

After a long time, she lowered her head, rolled her eyes and seemed to have made up her mind, and continued to move forward.

Ye Xiaochai held the holy light glass cup in his hand, and the spiritual power was continuously injected into the lamp, and now he mainly just guaranteed that the light would not disperse.

Qiyun guarded Ye Xiaochai's side, and for some reason, after the golden light emitted from the Holy Light Glass Cup, Qiyun felt a little uncomfortable, so he stood behind Ye Xiaochai, which was the position of the shade.

Of course, not all of the Demon Heaven Continent are cultivating demonic skills, there are also people who cultivate righteous path exercises, and the harm of the holy light to them can be said to be insignificant, these people were originally ashamed of the orthodox demon cultivators, but now they have become the main members.

It's like saying that his life is extraordinary, his cultivation is already estranged from Ye Xiaochai, not to mention that he was originally a righteous path sword cultivator, and he only later attracted demons into his body, not a local demon cultivator of Demon Heaven, so his damage can also be minimized.

At this moment, he was entrusted with the important task of destroying the Holy Heaven Glass Cup, and was quietly approaching Ye Xiaochai.

"This time, what other means have you prepared?" In front of the Xingchen Stage, Jing Lingjun looked at the battlefield below and asked.

Ruthless Jun took a deep breath and said to himself: "And the Wind Family Whirlwind Blade has not appeared, this spiritual weapon is a pair, it is indeed a bit of a headache!" Then he looked at the back of the Demon Heaven, and then said, "You have to force it out first." ”

"Do you use the Demon Star Tribulation?" Jing Lingjun asked lightly.

"Yo! you know this demon soldier!" "Ruthless Jun turned his head and glanced at Jing Lingjun, his eyes showed a look of surprise, and then he continued: "In vain, I hid it so secretly, and I was still known to you, it seems that Shura City needs to be rectified!"

The corners of Jing Lingjun's mouth twitched, not caring at all.

Ruthless smiled mysteriously and replied, "Take a good look! ”