Pregnant Qiao snorted coldly, stepped lightly on the ground on her toes, and a lotus platform slowly condensed under her feet. Pieces of inky lotus petals spun out and swept towards the group of half-demons.

A half-demon couldn't dodge and was shot by a lotus petal, and its huge body instantly burned, turning into a ball of demonic flames and dissipating. The other half-demons bared their fangs and turned to rush towards Pregnant Qiao. The remaining half-demons still pounced on Fuyao, their sharp claws about to grab Fuyao's chest.

"Bang!"

Wu Kui jumped up violently, stretched out his arms, and swiped the eight-edged purple gold hammer, shaking the bodies of several half-demons apart. The dark clouds and the dark thunder also held their swords to face the group of half-demons, and the three of them protected Fuyao in the middle, and those half-demons couldn't get close for a while.

Uzus, Liuyun, and Wuci were all hit by the spikes shot from the blood-colored skull, and they fell to the ground wailing incessantly, and Wuru and Wuyu stood by their side, not moving.

In mid-air, the purple vortex spun faster and faster, sucking in the blood-colored skulls and the tumbling demonic mist around it, all of which were twisted into pieces.

"Damn, don't waste your time here...... Let's withdraw!"

Xie Xian, the king of Yama, snapped a sigh, reached out and clawed in the void, grabbed the crimson skull necklace in his hand, and put it around his neck again. I don't know if it's an illusion, but the blood-colored skull on the necklace seems to have darkened a little.

Wu Kui's half body was naked, his arms shook, and he collided with the pair of eight-edged purple gold hammers on his chest, and suddenly there was a loud sound of gold and stone clashing. His face turned evil, and he roared angrily: "I don't care what kind of life-seeking Hades you are, you have killed so many of my clansmen, and refined their corpses into demon corpses, it's time to pay for your life, don't think about escaping!"

As soon as Wu Kui spoke, his arms and legs suddenly expanded several times, and he instantly entered a state of alienation. He picked up the pair of eight-sided purple gold hammers, jumped forward, and slammed them into Xie Xian's chest.

"Just in time!"

Xie Xian laughed, flicked the skull necklace around his neck, and the necklace spun rapidly, turning into a huge blood-colored skull, and opened his mouth to spit out a cloud of black demonic energy.

"Puff puff puff—"

One by one, the pitch-black magic nails shot through Wu Kui's body and pierced into his limbs, and Wu Kui fell from mid-air, bleeding and convulsing all over his body.

"Father—"

Wu Yan's eyes were about to split, she screamed, and was about to step forward, but she was stopped by pregnant Qiao on the side. Pregnant Qiao shook her head at her and said, "It's too late...... You can't save your father, and you're going to die in vain if you rush over!"

"No! no—"

Wu Yan couldn't accept this fact, she had just been reunited with her father, and she was about to lose him again. ！

Wu Kui finally stopped convulsing and lay motionless in a pool of blood. Hit so many magic nails, the blood in his body quickly drained.

Xie Xianwei, the king of Yama, smiled, pointed to the body of Wu Kui on the ground, and said, "Let it play with you again! Xie still has important things to do, so he will leave first." Haha, hahaha-"

After Xie Xian finished speaking, he and the group of black-robed people behind him turned into black qi and fled.

Seeing that the people of the Demon Sect had left, Fuyao dispersed the purple vortex in mid-air, and sat heavily on the ground, his face pale and bloodless, faintly out of strength.

"Fuyao, are you alright?"

Fuyao shook his head slightly at Pregnant Qiao, stood up with the Xingyue Staff, and walked towards Pregnant Qiao.

"This ...... Chief, how are you......" Dark Cloud and Dark Thunder approached Wu Kui, trying to help him up.

"Get out of the way! It's about to be alienated!"

Hearing Pregnant Qiao's warning, Wu Ting stopped, but the hand that Wu Yun stretched out was grasped by Wu Kuiyi. Wu Kui's eyes flashed red, and he screamed and pounced on the dark clouds, opening his mouth and biting his neck off.

Wu Ting looked at the bloody scene in front of him, and stood in place with a stunned expression, not knowing what to do.

"Don't run away yet!"

Pregnant Qiao was about to get up, but was stopped by Wuyan. Wu Yan's face showed a sad face, and she said in a trembling voice: "Pregnant girl, please let him go! Don't kill him......

"What?"

Pregnant Qiao's eyes straightened, and he scolded angrily: "Do you know what you are doing? Your father is dead, and this monster in front of you is a demon corpse! If you don't kill him, he will come to kill you......"

Wu Yan shook her head desperately and said with tears in her eyes: "No!

Pregnant Qiao pointed to the dark clouds of Wukui and the dying struggles, and said, "See for yourself!"

Wu Yan turned her head and saw that her father had lost his mind, and after killing the dark cloud, he pounced on the black thunder not far away. Wu Ting watched as the old patriarch of the past pounced on him, neither dodging nor resisting. He just closed his eyes lightly and put on a posture of being killed.

"Father, don't, don't......" Wu Yan knelt on the ground, kneeling forward, crying bitterly.

Wu Kui's movements paused, the red light in his eyes flashed, and he tilted his head to look at Wu Yan, and the look on his face was dazed for a moment. After a while, his eyes were red, and he pounced straight towards Wuyan.

"Boom-"

Just as Wu Kui's long claws were about to grab Wu Kui's neck, several dark blue rays of light came out of Wu Kui's body, cutting its body into several pieces. Wuyan's eyes widened as she watched her father fall in front of her, reduced to a pile of broken corpses.

Wu Yan's eyes rolled upward, and she passed out directly. Qingyou rushed out from behind Wu Kui, stepped forward quickly, and reached out to hug Wu Kui.

"Young Patriarch!"

Wu Yu pushed Qing You away and snatched the unconscious Wu Yan from Qing You's arms.

Seeing that Wuyan was just unconscious, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She turned her head to look at the seriously injured Ryōshi, Liuyun, and the black beaver, and the phantom array set up by Xie Xian, the king of Hades, had been broken, but the magic nail on their bodies had not disappeared yet. Pregnant Qiao couldn't think of a way to take out the magic nail for a while, so she could only stop the bleeding for the time being.

The people of the Demon Sect are all so strong, and the road ahead is destined to be difficult...... It seems that she must get the blood axe before the people in the Demon Sect.

She stared at the jet-black turtle ring on her fingertips, and quickly made a decision in her heart. She took out the remnant of the half-moon scimitar and slashed it hard in the palm of her hand, blood gushing out.

"Pregnant girl, what are you doing here?" Qingyou stepped forward and grabbed Pregnant Qiao's injured wrist.

"Qingyou, let go of me!"

Qing Yu let go of his hand in some confusion. Pregnant Jo clenched her fists, and bright red blood flowed down the gap between her fingers onto the jet-black turtle ring. Suddenly, the turtle shell patterns on the turtle ring lit up one by one, pointing in one direction, flashing with a dark red light.

Pregnant Qiao's face turned pale, a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and she whispered: "It's up to you this time, I hope you can take me to find the blue blood axe!"