The demon cultivator who is responsible for guarding this gate will naturally not let them break in so easily-Gong Xuanji brought eighty god-level powerhouses, if these guys go to the Demon Realm, even if their strength will inevitably be discounted because of the environment of the Demon Realm, but they can still bring a great turmoil to the Demon Realm.

Without the orders of the leading demon cultivator, the demon cultivator guarding the door had already accelerated the speed of closing the door.

They want to block as many Dao cultivators as possible, so that they have to stop here and return home.

Gong Xuanji led everyone to rush to the gate of the Demon Realm desperately, but due to the distance, they were still one step too late in the end.

While those demon cultivators breathed a sigh of relief, they didn't forget to proudly provoke Gong Xuanji and the others with their words, so angry that several monks on Gong Xuanji's side jumped to their feet.

Those demon cultivators saw that their faces were not good-looking, and their expressions couldn't help but become more and more proud.

However, what they never dreamed of was that just when the gate of the Demon Realm was closed to a narrow slit that was only five fingers wide, there was a sharp sound of breaking the air behind them.

The faces of those demon cultivators changed in unison, and then they all subconsciously dodged to a safe place.

However, they regretted it when they were only halfway through hiding.

Because, at the moment when they all safely dodged Ruan Boping's cold arrow, nearly a hundred small black balls also exploded at the same time to open the gate of the Demon Realm that was about to be completely closed and then disappear.

The faces of those demon cultivators suddenly turned blue and red, and they were as ugly as they were.

"Thunderbolt Fireball!" A few monks on their side called out the names of those little black balls in surprise.

"Kill!" Gong Xuanji stretched out her right hand forward, and the target was those demon cultivators who were dumbfounded.

When the monks who followed closely behind Gong Xuanji heard this, they immediately showed their magical powers to attack those demon cultivators.

Those demon cultivators were not slow to react, the destruction of the Demon Realm Gate would certainly make them face extremely cruel punishment, but if they were killed by these damn Dao cultivators in front of them at this time, then they would not even have a chance to accept punishment.

The two sides were in close combat, and the shock of divine power and magic power had an extremely bad impact on the space-time passage formed by the Demon Gate.

In less than twenty breaths, Jing Hong could already clearly feel the precursor of spatial collapse.

The faces of those demon cultivators became more and more ugly, and Gong Xuanji and the others all looked solemn.

Obviously, this change is not a good thing for either of them.

However, everyone did not stop because of this, on the contrary, the good and evil sides also coincidentally accelerated the speed of their attacks.

They both want to solve each other before the space collapses, but when the strength of the two sides is not much different, it is not easy to do this.

Jing Hong was worried in his heart, if he really collapsed in the space, then they wouldn't necessarily end up somewhere.

If it's okay to say in other planes or space-time turbulence, if you take shit luck and strayed into some Jedi or dead place, it will be more than lucky.

While fighting to the death like everyone else, she secretly pays attention to the changes in the environment around her.

It's just that before she could see the reason, Ruan Boping's cold arrow arrived again.

There were a total of ten cold arrows, all of which were attached to the bodies of Jing Hong and the others, and shot through the defensive shields of those demon cultivators and all over their bodies at an extremely strange and tricky angle.

"Nguyen! Uncle! Flat! A demon cultivator who had recovered the python's body shouted Ruan Boping's name word by word, gritting his teeth, and his tone was full of resentment.

Although the other demon cultivators who were injured by the cold arrow did not make a sound, their distorted expressions also clearly showed their disgust, hatred, and fear for Ruan Boping.

Jing Hong didn't care to wipe the frightened white hair sweat from her head, while secretly scolding Ruan Boping in her heart for being scared to death, she quickly and decisively harvested the life of a demon cultivator.

The other nine monks who took advantage of the chaos reacted faster than Shock, and they were not frightened in the slightest.

There is no other reason, but they have long been accustomed to Ruan Boping's fighting style.

Without these ten demon cultivators, Gong Xuanji and their side suddenly had an overwhelming advantage.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other demon cultivators hurriedly used their own means to escape into the depths of the space-time passage.

"Chase!" Gong Xuanji's order was as concise and clear as ever, and as soon as the word "chase" fell, he had already taken the lead in chasing after the fleeing demon cultivator.

Jing Hong and the others didn't dare to slack off, after all, the space in this was on the verge of collapse, and procrastination really wanted to find the rhythm of death.

Everyone walked all the way, and occasionally they could see strange patterns carved in a hurry from the black corridor wall.

Jinghong was very curious about what this thing was for, and after hesitating for a while, she finally couldn't help but ask Xia Qingyuan, who was about an arm's length away in front of her.

Xia Qingyuan had also noticed those lines a long time ago, and he told Jinghong succinctly, "It is used to stabilize the space-time channel, and nine times out of ten it is Ruan Boping's handwriting." ”

There was undisguised admiration in his tone, and it could be heard that he admired Ruan Boping very much.

Jing Hong couldn't help but be amazed - Ruan Boping is really a powerful person, not only the force value is off the charts, but also this kind of technology that can be called a partial and unpopular one.

Admiring Ruan Boping's amazing talent, Jing Hong suddenly thought that since just now, the elusive Ruan Boping has been rushing alone in the most dangerous places, and he can always help others at critical moments.

This is not something that everyone can do.

Rao has a great psychological shadow on Ruan Boping and his person, and Jing Hong has to praise him cliché, "He really deserves to be the famous Shura Martial God." ”

After about a quarter of an hour of rapid running, the exit of the space-time passage finally appeared not far away.

"Be on your guard." Gong Xuanji first sent a voice to remind everyone, and then rushed to the exit of the space-time passage quickly but cautiously with Baili Boxu.

After a while, Jing Hong found that it was indeed as she had guessed - the other end of the space-time passage was connected to the Demon Realm.

The gray sky, the desolate wilderness, and the black air in the air, this familiar environment just wants to look up to the sky and sigh.

But right now, she doesn't even have the time to sigh.

——At the exit of the space-time passage, they encountered a demon god, two demon emperors, and twelve demon kings who were waiting for the rabbit here.

The villain in Jinghong's heart called the passing year unfavorable, but she didn't dare to reveal her true emotions on the face.

Sensing the nervousness of Jing Hong, or should it be said that he was aware of the nervousness of many monks in his team, including Jing Hong, Baili Boxu took a step forward unhurriedly and stood behind Gong Xuanji.