Rumble!

The tide moved, overwhelmingly pressing towards Yang Xuan.

For some reason, in the midst of this violent wave, the most powerful matrix quietly retreated, did not participate in the siege of Yang Xuan by the demons, and allowed hundreds of millions of demons to pounce on Yang Xuan like moths.

The golden light lit up, and the endless moonlight formed a golden world at the entrance of the passage, shuttling back and forth.

All kinds of blood were sprinkled and scattered, like mist in the air, lingering.

No demon was Yang Xuan's enemy, and even the most powerful saint-level demon turned into powder with a wave of Yang Xuan's hand.

Salem, who had not left the battlefield, had fear in his eyes.

His body began to tremble as he watched the army of demons that had surged over like a flood dissipate one by one under Yang Xuan's hands.

"God ......," he muttered to himself with a pale face.

In addition to God, he really couldn't imagine what other title could be worthy of that invincible figure.

A flash of golden light flashed, and tens of thousands of demons were emptied in an instant. Then another flame rose from the void, crawling over the bodies of the demons, burning them screaming and dying.

However, Yang Xuan's attention was always focused on the huge heart.

Sure enough, just after he emptied a large area of demons again, reflecting the blood in the sky, a black and red flesh tentacle suddenly passed through the void and stabbed towards him.

Yang Xuan's heart moved, and his palms suddenly burst out with a thousand rays of light, and he directly greeted him.

Rumble!

After a loud bang, like a huge wave on the sea, the shock wave visible to the naked eye was divided into two directions, up and down, and rushed out directly, and where it passed, the void turned into powder.

Yang Xuan snorted, his body fell backwards and flew out, almost crashing into the passage.

After finally stabilizing his body, the demon who had just retreated slightly rushed up again.

The qi and blood in the body were still churning, and the power of the blow from the mother body was definitely not under Yang Xuan, and the damage and impact on Yang Xuan exceeded the sum of the previous demon attacks.

"Give me death. Yang Xuan roared angrily, and with a wave of his hand, the world was divided into black and white, stretching endlessly.

A large number of demons were split in two from the middle, and without even screaming, they became the nourishment of the universe.

But in the next second, from the dividing point between black and white, another tentacle stabbed over.

Whew!

The tentacles and Yang Xuan's palms came together, completely tearing apart the surrounding void.

The extremely cold power rushed into Yang Xuan's arm, wantonly destroying.

Yang Xuan first slapped a backhand palm and smashed a sneak attack of a saint-level demon into pieces, so that he had time to deal with the power that invaded his body.

The tentacles retreated, and just when they disappeared from sight, two more tentacles split up and down, attacking Yang Xuan's chest and abdomen respectively.

Yang Xuan reacted in an instant, and greeted him with both hands.

The strange power rushed into Yang Xuan's body again, as if it was freezing ice for ten thousand years, bringing not only a little pain, but also a tyrannical destructive power.

The aura worked frantically, like a general guarding the city, expelling the cold power inch by inch.

Some of the demons saw the opportunity and bypassed Yang Xuan from both sides, rushing directly towards the passage behind him.

Yang Xuan had no choice but to divide his strength and turn into purple flames in the sky, burning those speculative demons into ashes.

But in this way, the cold force that invaded the body took the opportunity to take advantage of the situation and took another step forward.

Yang Xuan's strength rose again, and after finally forcing the cold power back, he found that more tentacles were attacking him.

The problem now is that if there is no mother, then no matter how many of these demons there are, they will not cause him any trouble.

However, there was a demon matrix whose power was not below him at all, and even he could not guarantee that he would be able to keep these demons out of the passage while fighting the battle.

In this extreme situation, even gods can get tired.

There are so many demons that hundreds of millions of demons flock to the world, obscuring the sky and the sun.

One is nothing, ten is nothing, not even hundreds, thousands, ten thousands.

However, when the number of demons was hundreds of millions to tens of thousands, even Yang Xuan felt shocked.

The demon died one after another, but what he paid was an astonishing loss of his own strength.

Every minute, every second, is a terrible number.

Slowly, Yang Xuan began to feel tired, he was tired.

The replenishment of aura in the outside space was no longer enough to make up for his consumption, and he became unable to make ends meet.

But he could not retreat, and when he retreated, it was destruction.

He couldn't imagine the terrible scene that this boundless demon would create when it rushed into the beautiful starry sky behind him.

The attack from the mother body became more violent, and gradually, Yang Xuan felt a little powerless.

There was even a saint-level demon who took advantage of his inattention to quietly bypass him, slipped into the depths of the passage behind him, and appeared in the starry sky.

Fortunately, he found out in time and killed the demon in time, so it didn't make a big mistake.

However, this turn of events seemed to inspire the demons, making them rush over even more frantically, and then turn into a rain of blood under Yang Xuan's hands one by one.

Laugh at!

After a soft sound, a demon with the peak strength of the saint-level finally used his sharp claws to leave a shallow mark on Yang Xuan's arm while Yang Xuan was dealing with a large number of maternal tentacles, and then shattered and died under the stirring of the golden mang.

This was not an injury at all, but Yang Xuan's heart sank suddenly.

Sure enough, the morale of hundreds of millions of demons suddenly soared, and in a short period of time, they exploded with amazing combat effectiveness.

More and more demons rushed over with a roar, crashing into Yang Xuan desperately.

More demons took the opportunity to bypass him and enter the passage behind him.

Yang Xuan was exhausted, and the situation was getting more and more critical.

What's even more serious is that at this time, the strange battle between him and his mother has long been at a disadvantage.

The strange and cold power was like a stream of slowly freezing ice, following his veins, and began to attack the Dantian Void.

Slowly, his strength seemed to be affected by the ice flow, and some of it was not flowing smoothly.

Laugh at!

There was another soft sound, and a saint-level demon used its sharp claws to scratch out a few blood marks on his back, and then quickly fled away.

And Yang Xuan, but he didn't even have the strength to pursue.

This was like a signal, and the demon burst out with great fighting enthusiasm in an instant, and launched a crazy attack that targeted the wound on Yang Xuan's back.

And the mother who didn't show up, but just used his tentacles to fight with Yang Xuan, seemed to know that Yang Xuan couldn't hold on a little and accelerated his attack speed.

Yang Xuan's heart began to be anxious.

If it goes on like this, it will only be a matter of time before it is defeated.

At this moment, the dzi that had been sleeping in his body suddenly made a sound.

"Use us to close the passage. ”