Lin Yi once slapped the demon king Xiao Zhan Feng when he attacked the demon camp at night, and that time his arm was directly broken by Xiao Zhan Feng's clutches, and he naturally recognized Xiao Zhan Feng's claws. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Yi didn't expect Xiao Zhanfeng to spend such a large amount of money in order to deal with him.

Although the Demon King has the extraordinary ability to regenerate with a broken arm, Xiao Zhanfeng endured the pain of cutting his love and gave his claws to the Dead Moon, so that the Demon Claws entered the Phoenix Secret Realm with the Dead Moon, which in itself was a decision far beyond ordinary Demon Kings.

The whirlwind finally disappeared, and the Terran monks stood up, all looking at the Dead Moon with horror on their faces.

Some of them were well-informed, and they could see at a glance that the claws flying out of the chest of the dead moon were not simple, and their combat power was comparable to that of the demon king.

At this moment.

A lot of people are in despair.

They were confused by the five portraits before, and they finally came to their senses, but they had to face more than a hundred demons, as well as the peerless geniuses of the demon race that happened once in a lifetime.

And all of them are self-aware, and none of them think that they will be stronger than Lin Yi.

However, Lin Yi fought with the Dead Moon three times, although he barely gained the upper hand, but as the Dead Moon ignored it, ignored the laws of the Phoenix Secret Realm, and forcibly restored himself to the Ascending Realm, if the Dead Moon really recovered to the peak of the ninth-order demon, everyone present would die.

Right now, Lin Yi, who was the only one who had the ability to stop the Dead Moon, was suddenly blocked, and the Dead Moon recovered the ninth-order peak demon in only an instant, and everyone had a boulder pressed on their hearts.

"This is terrible, if we allow the Dead Moon to regain its strength, all of us will die without a place to bury, how can this be good?"

"Even Lin Yi's golden giant palm has been blocked, and it is even more useless for us to go up, I just hope that Lin Yi has other means, and he must prevent the dead moon from regaining his strength. ”

Everyone looked at Lin Yi's back with prayer, expecting Lin Yi to turn the tide and prevent the Dead Moon from returning to the peak of the ninth-order demonic realm.

Dead Moon looked up with a yin and yang face, laughing wildly, waving his arms to the fullest, at this time, he had already recovered to the peak of the eighth order demon phase, and there was still a few breaths before his strength was fully restored.

And after these few breaths, he was going to start a bloody massacre, and the first person he wanted to kill was Lin Yi!

The Demon God Palm was blocked, Lin Yi was not discouraged, and he once again unleashed the Thunder God's hand.

In an instant, a giant hand entwined with lightning once again covered the entire hall.

Suddenly there was a thunderclap in the hall, lightning clawed against the ceiling, and a violent whirlwind once again raged through the hall.

All the Terran monks clasped their hands on the walls or clinged to the stone pillars to prevent them from being blown away by the terrifying wind.

All the demons were doing almost the same thing, and the terrifying storm before had made them suffer so much that even if they were physically strong, they didn't dare to collide with the stone wall or the ground again.

Lan Yuxian clasped the stone wall with one small hand, and the other hand was ready to go, with five strings wrapped around her fingers, she had already made a plan in her heart, if Lin Yi was defeated, she would use the five strings to rescue Lin Yi back, and then join forces with everyone to fight against the dead moon together.

The original desperate mood of all the human race cultivators rekindled their hope after Lin Yi unleashed the hand of the thunder god.

However, in an instant, the Dead Moon shattered their renewed hope.

As soon as Lin Yi's Thor's Hand struck, two claws suddenly flew out of Dead Moon's chest, and the lightning of the two claws became larger, and in the blink of an eye, Lin Yi's Thor's Hand was enveloped.

The three giant hands fought fiercely in the air, and for a time thunder roared, the demonic flames were monstrous, the lightning flashed, and the demonic roar was repeated.

Lin Yi was in a predicament again, he never thought that Xiao Zhanfeng would be so ruthless, so decisive, in order to kill him, he would actually give all two demon claws to the dead moon.

The Hand of Thor can still be tied against one Demon King Claw, but against two Demon King Claws, there is no power to parry.

Lin Yi simply cast the Demon Demon Divine Palm as well, and in an instant, the four giant palms collided violently, tearing violently, and the violent wind whirlwind blew more than a dozen corpses on the ground into a whirlwind, like dead leaves in a storm.

Such a horrific scene seemed to destroy the world.

I don't know how long it took for the hall to be quiet again.

Whether it was the Terran cultivators or all the demons, they all looked at Lin Yi and Yunyue with frightened eyes.

The battle between the two geniuses was completely beyond their cognition and beyond their imagination.

A moment later.

Someone came to his senses and smacked his tongue: "Lin Yi's two giant palms are really terrifying, they can actually rival the two claws of the Demon King." ”

"Oh no! look, Lin Yi is injured!"

Lin Yi was still standing in place, but his two arms were hanging down by his side, his arms were covered with blood, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of exhaustion.

Three times to cast the talent vision, four times to collide with the dead moon, the Demon God Palm and the Thunder God's Hand were cast successively, after a series of battles, the vitality in Lin Yi's body has almost dried up.

On the other hand, the Dead Moon is constantly rising, and it is about to recover the ninth-order demon.

For the first time, the two peerless geniuses who belonged to the two war camps were evenly matched.

In fact, Lin Yi ignored one point, in the second half of the battle, it was the two claws of the Demon King Xiao Zhanfeng who fought against him, and the dead moon took this opportunity to quickly recover and improve his strength.

With the passage of time, one has gone and the other has grown, and there has naturally been a huge gap in the strength and combat power of the two.

Seeing that Lin Yi was injured and the strength of the Dead Moon had recovered to the early stage of the Ninth Order Demon Phase, everyone fell into despair.

All the demons beat their chests, and a muffled roar came out of their throats.

In an instant, the aura of the demon race rose sharply, and the roar resounded throughout the hall, in stark contrast to the decadence among the Terran monks.

Yu Fei let out a long breath, he looked at the injured Lin Yi, and his heart blossomed.

Lin Lan looked at Lin Yi excitedly, looking at Lin Yi's two bloody arms, her body shook violently uncontrollably.

She was so excited, and it was hard to control her excitement.

Lin Yi was injured, next, Lin Yi would definitely die, all along, a sharp blade hanging above her head was about to disappear, how could she not be excited?

Blue Feather Fairy stretched out his small hand that was grasping the stone wall, and the other hand was weak, and the five strings were ready to go.

Once Lin Yi was out of support, she immediately rescued Lin Yi.

At this moment.

Lin Yi undoubtedly became the center of attention, and no one noticed the second of the five images on the stone wall, in which the woman's eyes rolled slightly.

In fact, when Lin Yi cast the Nine Heavens of the Yan King three times, the eyes of the woman in the painting turned slightly.

At this time, after Lin Yi once again cast the Demon God Palm and the Thunder God's Hand, the eyes of the woman in the painting turned again.

Lin Yi suddenly felt a flash of lightning in the sea of consciousness, and in an instant, a raging flame ignited in the sea of consciousness