"Boom!"

The Red Crystal Slashing Immortal Sword was raised high and fell, and in the dim sky, a sword flash pierced through the clouds and fell straight from the hands of the king.

At this moment, in the entire Eastern Immortal Gate, except for the crimson sword light that covered everything from the sky and the sun, nothing could be seen clearly.

Thunder and lightning, black flame, two supreme domineering soul energies fused together, and unmistakably bombarded the eyeball in the center of the blasphemous wood.

Slashed by the king's sword, the crystal clear branches and leaves of the blasphemous wood began to tremble, and the body of the tree, which was thousands of meters high, also shook violently, as the thunder and black fire spread from the position of the eyeball to the body of the tree, one by one the branches and leaves were broken from the middle or both sides, and bright red blood spurted out from the broken incision, which was very terrifying.

"Owl!"

I could only hear a sharp cry of pain from the blasphemous wood, and the branches that had been inserted into the king's body suddenly retracted before they could drain a bit of the blood from the king's body.

In the midst of the screams, covered in thunder and black fire, the blasphemous wood finally began to show its decline, and it looked like it was about to collapse.

It seems that the blow of the Wang Disciple to condense the strength of the three soul strata has finally succeeded.

And Wang Tu stood in the air, quietly looking at the appearance of the divine tree constantly cracking, his face was unwavering, and he said lightly.

"The end of blasphemy is death after all, and being killed by me is also your fate. ”

After speaking, Wang Tu clenched the Red Crystal Slashing Immortal Sword, flew in front of the trembling eyes, and was about to deliver the final blow to the Blasphemous Wood when a mutation occurred.

"Smack, smack, smack..."

Behind Wang Tu, a clear and rhythmic applause slowly came out.

Then, a man in a suit walked out of the body of the blasphemous wood, grinning and smiling.

"I didn't expect that in this small realm, there were people who had the ability to destroy the Blasphemous Wood. ”

"The white-clothed sword immortal really lives up to his reputation. ”

The man had a standard Western face, deep eye sockets, a high nose, blood-red eyes, two fleshy feet on his forehead, and strong muscles holding his shirt up under a pale suit.

No matter how you look at it, it is just an ordinary demon that is at most strong, but the moment Wang Tu saw the male demon appear, his body paused slightly.

Slowly opening his mouth, Wang Tu's green eyes stared directly at the male demon's figure, and pronounced his name.

"Samael. ”

Yes, the strong demon in front of him, who didn't look special and wore a suit, was the strongest of the Demon Clan for thousands of years, and the only king served by the seven leaders of the Demon Clan.

Demon King, Samael!

After speaking, Wang Tu seemed to realize something, his face sank, and his voice was cold and he spoke again.

"No, you're not Samael, just a doppelganger of his gods. ”

Hearing what the king said, Samael shrugged his shoulders and looked noncommittal.

"What are you kidding, my Demon King Samael, why do you need a clone?"

The memories of his predecessor hit his brain like a tidal wave, and Wang Tu continued.

"Before you die, you took out a trace of your soul and preserved it in the seeds of the blasphemous wood, didn't you? ”

Today, the royal disciples finally understood why Samael, who was not his opponent at all, could not be killed completely, but could only seal his body.

The Demon Clan, as a rare and powerful alien race in the world, is the same as the Blood Clan, the Sea Scale Clan, and so on, as long as the soul is still there, the physical body cannot be completely destroyed.

And Samael was about to be killed by the predecessor of the king, so he took out a part of his soul and lodged it in the seed of the blasphemous wood, so that his body was not completely killed by the king.

Now, when the Eastern Immortal Gate is about to be destroyed, and Samael's body is about to be revived by the aura of the Immortal Gate, there is no need for this divine soul clone to hide.

Samael was slightly startled when he heard the king say this, and then he grinned and smiled distortedly.

"Hahahaha, yes, exactly. ”

"You have a good eye, you don't even know about this matter for Baryl and Lucifer, but you can guess it. If I had been born earlier, I would probably have been a big man of the same level as me. ”

As soon as Samael finished speaking, the king disciple had already appeared above Samael's head, and the red crystal sword was in his hand, and a sword slashed towards Samael's head.

"Bell!"

A crisp metal thud rang out, and sparks flew in the air.

In Samael's clone, a spirit stone long sword glowing with amethyst luster stopped above his head, blocking the king's sword.

"Tsk. Samael's finger pointed out a circular circle glowing with purple light, separating the king's red crystal long sword, and raised his eyebrows.

"Even if it's a doppelganger, but if you shoot at me, do you know what will happen. ”

"Get out of the way. ”

Wang Tu's face sank, and the three major soul classes appeared from behind at the same time, and a pure soul energy gathered from the palm of his left hand, and slapped at Samael's clone with one palm.

The speed of Samael's clone was also extremely fast, and the five fingertips of his left hand were bursting with spiritual energy, directly slapping into the palm of Wang Tu's hand.

"Boom!"

With a loud roar, the two of them retreated a hundred meters in opposite directions, and everything in their vicinity was shattered except for the blasphemous wood.

Just like Li Qingyun and other top Chinese warriors at the scene, when they saw this scene, they would definitely open their mouths wide as if their jaws were dislocated, and their faces would be frightened.

Although he was afraid of the Blasphemous Wood, the king disciple could not use spiritual power to fight, and could only use the power of the martial arts and soul class, but you must know that what stood in front of the king disciple at this time was only a small clone of Samael's divine soul!

But now, the two of them are actually inseparable, and they can't see the high and low for a while!

The strength of the top immortals, even if it is their divine soul clone, is terrifying!

And the king stepped on his feet and returned the same way at a speed that broke through the sound barrier, not at Samael's doppelganger, but at the torso of the blasphemous wood.

Samael's clone looked at the appearance of the king's disciple, his face was slightly surprised, and the clone's right hand was directly shattered in the collision just now.

"A mere human being, can you actually beat my doppelganger?"

"However, my purpose is not to win against you, as long as it is delayed until the Divine Tree is healed, it will be my victory!"

With that, Samael kicked his feet and went straight to the king.

At this moment, under the protection of Samael's clone, the wound of the blasphemous wood that was cut open by the king's disciples also began to gradually recover, and it looked like it was about to become its original appearance, and the huge bulge formed by the aura gathering together at the top of the eyeball was also enlarged again!

If the blasphemous wood is not completely destroyed, the Eastern Immortal Gate will be destroyed!

"What do you want to do?" Appearing between the King and the Blasphemous Wood, Samael's clone said coldly.

The red crystal long sword slashed in an arc, and the whole person of the king disciple became furious, and shouted loudly.

"Get out of here!"

"I refuse. ”

Samael's clone raised his hand, separated the king's sword slash with a punch, and said in a low voice, raising his hand, and with a wave of his hand, thousands of giant magic circles instantly covered the sky.

"Did you know that I waited 50 million years for this day to come?"

"There is no one who can stop my recovery!"

The moment the words fell, thousands of magic circles exploded above the clouds in the sky!

"Boom!"

Thunder and lightning, flames, ice, poisonous mist, yin qi... Tens of millions of top-level spells fell from the sky and bombarded the king's body with unmistakable accuracy, annihilating his figure.

"Broken!"

In the brilliance of the spell that covered the sky and the sun, the king disciple let out a heaven-shattering shout, and his body of earth immortal treasure was fully opened, and he actually carried Samael's spell down!

"Damn, damn it!" Samael's clone scolded, and the king had already come to the doppelganger, and a sword pierced his chest!

"Poof!"

The soul clone was broken by Wang Tu's sword, and above the sword body of the red crystal long sword, black flames flowed, and when he was about to burn the clone, Samael's clone glared at him and let out an earth-shattering roar.

"Do you think you've won, white-clothed sword fairy!"

After saying that, the dying god soul clone slammed into Wang Tu's chest, stuck Wang Tu's waist with his still intact left hand, and shouted frantically with his face.

Even the king disciple did not expect that this doppelganger would violently counterattack when he was dying, and there was a gap in thinking for a few tenths of a second.

It was in these few tenths of a second that the blasphemous wood stretched out one branch after another, and slammed onto the body of the king disciple, absorbing the blood and spiritual power of the king disciple.

"Let go!" Realizing that something was wrong, Wang Tu held the red crystal sword with his backhand, and a series of heavenly thunders rushed out of his hand and hit the clone.

"Die, die, die!" But even so, the Divine Soul Clone was still shouting wildly, no matter how the king disciples attacked him, he had no intention of letting go of his hand.

Wang Tu's face froze, and just as he was about to use the power of the fusion soul class to blow up the clone, the circular bulge above the eyeball of the blasphemous wood made an earth-shattering sound and exploded violently!

Under the interference of Samael's clone, the blasphemous wood finally grew into a complete body and began to carry out his only mission after absorbing the powerful spiritual power of the king disciples!

Annihilation of space!

"Boom!"

In the roar that resounded throughout the Eastern Immortal Gate, the blasphemous wood turned into a devastating aura bomb and exploded in the very center of the Immortal Gate Continent!

His eyes were obscured by something like a black mass, his hearing and vision were all blurred, and the figure of the king disciple slowly disappeared into the firelight.

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