The demon war is like glue, and there are constantly hidden masters of the ancestors who have joined, and the demon clan's Yingzhao, Qiqi, Hanqi, gluttony, Chongming, and Bi Fang ...... fought one after another, and the demons were suppressed by the strong combat power of these big monsters, and there was a decline for a while.

"Rahu! If you dare to invade the desolate demon land, you are the enemy of all the demons, and you can't say that you will die or die!"

Candle Jiuyin let out a dragon groan, shook open the 168,000 worlds, summoned the ancestor demon at the time of the first appearance of the flood famine, Gui Mengze was suddenly shrouded in a bleak demon cloud, the vertical and horizontal anger was like a divine soldier, cutting the flesh and blood of each demon clan, those nameless little demon clans could not resist such a demon calamity at all, they exploded and died, and the demonic qi was infiltrated by the demon blood and suddenly became more violent.

Chirp - with a cry, the nine-headed demon bird ghost car flew out of the sinking world, and came to the ruins of the flood at the call of the demon lord Rahu.

Roar - Wuzhi Qi in the depths of the sea of blood crossed the void with the Nether Devourer Staff in his hand and came to help the demon lord Rahu.

One after another, the Yakshasas, the Rakshasas, the Xingtian, the Raccoons, and the Kui Niu also shattered the void and rushed to help in the battle.

Jin Luan, who had already said that he would not fight, finally couldn't hold it back, and killed a horse pistol with a golden-winged boring and wearing the armor of the god of war.

Long Zhuhai and the dragon glanced at each other, and there were bursts of panic in their hearts, if they continued to fight at this pace, then the flood and ruins would be completely restored, and Guimengze would be beaten into powder, and when the time came, he would also occupy a fart demon realm holy land, and the entire demon world would have no fart.

Jun Wuying was stimulated by the demonic energy, his body was blood-red, and his cultivation rose uncontrollably.

The Kunwu Sword rose with Jun Wuying, and finally exerted the absolute power of the Demon Clan's Holy Sword.

The eight-armed King Kong never dreamed that in the ancestral land of the demon clan, the demon clan actually did not have the slightest advantage. The strength of the old master is terrifying, and his little life has already gone halfway. Just wait for the demons to slaughter all the demons, and then it will be his death.

The candle dragon was completely enraged, and he didn't care about his kindred feelings, and his demonic nature was full of demons, devouring the sky and the earth.

The North Sea Giant Demon tried in vain to turn the tide, but after all, it was inferior to the Demon Lord Rahu, and it was still able to be equal to it at the beginning, as the situation became more and more chaotic, she gradually felt powerless, and was unrecognizable by a pair of iron claws of the candle dragon, and the flesh and blood were blurred, like a mountain of red flesh and blood, which was terrifying.

Crazy, all crazy, whether it's a demon or a demon, all of them are crazy.

Since Jun Wuying stabbed the eight-armed King Kong to death with a sword, the battle situation began to be completely tilted.

Because no one expected that Jun Wuying would be able to frantically absorb the demonic qi escaping from the surroundings with the ability of the Kunwu Sword.

And Kunwu Sword does not refuse to come, as many as he sucks, the more the merrier, in this way, Jun Wuying has become a chess piece that no one expected, and the speed of his strength has skyrocketed, I am afraid that even his own father Luo Hu will be scared to death.

Kill, kill, kill!

Kill him in the dark!

Kill him, a ghost crying!

Kill him for a day and a moon!

Kill him!

Jun Wuying grew up in killing, from a dream dragon, to the number one demon god in heaven and earth, killed out of the realm of Rahu, and killed a monster that the demons were terrified.

His murderous aura goes straight to heaven and to hell!

Within the Three Realms, all of them were enveloped by his murderous aura, and all living beings felt that a catastrophe was coming.

Ordinary people had no idea what was happening, and could only watch as the earth trembled, volcanoes erupted, birds and beasts went wild, and plagues ran rampant.

People only think that this is the end of the world, and they pray for God's blessing, but they don't know that the God they are praying for is now themselves unsafe.

Jun Wuying cut off the neck of the Beihai Giant Demon, killed the demon clan in Guimengze, sucked the essence of the demon elders, brandished Kunwu, broke the shackles, and rushed towards the Heavenly Court Immortal Realm.

The fairy world originally watched the excitement and was not afraid of big things to be the melon-eating masses of the two worlds, but unexpectedly, in the end, the war also affected them.

So whether it was a human immortal, an earth immortal, a ghost immortal, a beast immortal, a golden immortal, a silver immortal, a yang immortal, a yin immortal, a new immortal, an old immortal, an old immortal, or a young immortal, all set out to fight, and the 360 million immortal weapons were like doomsday weapons, rolled together, packed and smashed towards Jun Wuying.

Jun Wuying felt the unparalleled pressure, his eyes burst out with red light, and he waved his hand to throw Kun Wu out.

In front of the 360 million immortal soldier artifact, Kun Wu was obviously vulnerable, like a matchstick hitting a big truck, without even a sound, the Kun Wu sword completely disappeared from the Three Realms, as if there was no trace when it came, and there was still no trace when it went.

Jun Wuying's purpose in throwing Kun Wu was not to stop the menacing collection of destructive weapons, but to free up his own hands, and he thought Kun Wu was in the way.

The destructive power like a supernova was caught by Jun Wuying with both hands, and one was divided, and suddenly there was a strong explosion that the great god Pangu could only split at the beginning of the flood famine.

The gods who had planned to witness how this demon was killed were dumbfounded for a moment, they felt that they were simply stupid, why did they use cruise missiles to bombard mosquitoes in their homes? The consequences are exactly the same as at this moment, their homes have been razed to the ground, so will they still exist?

The answer is self-evident, not only does it no longer exist, but the entire fairy world is also like the demon world, completely torn apart, and scattered space debris continues to fall on the earth, making people who are preparing for the doomsday judgment even more panicked.

Because they could get lost in the aisle at any moment.

No one knows where they have gone.

It's likely that one second he was still bragging about a string of, and the kung fu man who said that he was soaking urine the next second was gone.

When this person turned back after peeing, he was surprised to find that he had actually come to a sea of clouds, like a fairyland.

I couldn't help but scold, what the is the situation, who drugged Lao Tzu's beer?

This kind of thing is constantly happening in all corners of the earth, and various countries send their armies to escort scientific expeditions to conduct research, but in this way, the whole world is chaotic.

It is not uncommon for the troops of one country to appear in other countries, causing quite a few riots.

And Jun Wuying, who caused all these bad consequences, also fell to the world with the fragments of the fairy world.

It was a miracle that he survived, and he had no idea what had happened before.

He only knew that his body was constantly collapsing and disintegrating, and in order to save his life, he had to follow his survival instinct to constantly shuttle between the real world and the fragments of the fairy world.

Finally, he found an old tree, patted the thick trunk of the old tree, he smiled happily, because the old tree was also laughing, he shattered his body, turned into a streamer and drilled into the body of the old tree, and fell asleep, the old tree leisurely muttered his familiar ballad: Mountain Demon Mountain Demon, Return to the Dream Jiao.

Vast and misty, Yu Yu Xiaoxiao.

There is no shadow with the wind, and there is little silence.

In the underworld, the soul is in the sky.

(End of book)