A hideous roar suddenly sounded in the air as it fell, and Bai Yu held his head in both hands, rushing indiscriminately, "Get out, get out, get out of my sea of knowledge." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

The sonorous sound is like a loud killing sound of gold and iron, and the rumbling is like a thousand swords in the sea of its knowledge, unscrupulous, vertical and horizontal.

With every sword collision, a trace of soul power will be shattered and turned into nothingness.

Even if the power of those demonic souls is only attached to the outside, it is controlled by his consciousness.

When the soul power is crushed, it is equivalent to the consciousness under its control being crushed.

Therefore, even if the killing demon sound had not yet descended on his natal soul, the terrifying pain of the soul cutting power still made him feel painful.

Bai Yu's body trembled uncontrollably, and as soon as the cold sweat of the bean size oozed out, it was thrown off by its violent struggle, raining down towards the bottom of the endless abyss.

This place seems to be composed of countless overlapping spaces, and the scene of Bai Yu's madness, there are obviously people passing by him, heading down, but it is as if he has not seen Bai Yu.

His roar, his angry shouting, seemed to be the only one he had experienced.

The smooth mirror-like stone walls in the distance on both sides, his consciousness no longer dared to touch it, and he returned to Zhihai one after another, but this alone seemed to be unable to alleviate the severe pain of the soul from Zhihai.

He tried his best to retract the power of the demon soul that was scattered outside the realm, but unfortunately, as soon as he made a slight move, the killing demon sound immediately followed.

Moving closer to the center of his primordial soul, he had to give up his plan to gather the power of the demon soul, and let it be crushed and annihilated by the sound of terror.

He didn't dare to think about how to keep the power of the demon soul anymore, so as to ensure that the cultivation of the demon soul did not decline, and let the demon sound kill the power of the demon soul in his hard-earned demon soul power.

Immediately, the consciousness that was fused with the power of the demon soul began to cautiously return towards the sea of knowledge, and sure enough, the consciousness that controlled the demon soul gradually withdrew, and the sharp pain that was like tearing the soul was relieved in an instant.

Gradually, a stick of incense passed, the sharp pain finally stopped, and Bai Yu at this moment gradually calmed down.

The pitch-black demonic mist revealed a quiet and mixed aura, Bai Yu stood there quietly, he didn't know where he was now, his hands holding his head slowly lowered, and he didn't even bother to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, because he was horrified to perceive another huge crisis.

"Why, why can't the Xunfeng Prison sense the existence of the Demon Blade Clone?" Bai Yu's face turned pale miserably, and he tried his best to sense the demon blade clone through the Xunfeng Prison, but he failed.

Even if the earth is thick and dense, there are small gaps, and even if the power of the wind element is pitiful, as long as there is the slightest bit, it can be felt by its Xunfeng Prison, but at this moment.

He couldn't feel that the demon blade clone could be said to be his strongest escape dependence, without it, he would not be able to activate the Spirit Void Great Shift Array, which meant that even if he encountered a more powerful demon general, or even a demon king, he could only fight to the end.

He didn't think that his speed would be able to pass the Demon King's shadow escape, so it could be said that he had no way to retreat from this trip, and even his life became slim.

At this moment, he had exhausted all his strength, and finally improved to the power of the demon soul in the middle stage of the demon general, as if the soul power of a considerable number of demon generals in the early stage had been crushed into nothingness.

And now, he didn't even know the specific appearance below, so he lost the demon general's mid-stage demon soul and the demon blade clone one after another, which can be said to be extremely unlucky for a while.

It's just that right now, how can he break the game, seeing that the demon soul in the middle stage of the demon general is not guaranteed, Bai Yu directly released the demon soul of the heart demon.

"Do you have a way to crack this?" Bai Yu's faint voice suddenly sounded in the demon souls scattered on the side of the heart demon.

As soon as the heart demon appeared, he was startled by the terrifying sound of sword killing demons, and a frightened look appeared on the face of the soul manifestation, "This, what the hell is this?" ”

Bai Yu couldn't help but show bitterness on his face, if he could know the specific origin of this thing, maybe he could still have some bottom in his heart, how could he still call him out, but he still truthfully told the heart demon the reason why this thing was here.

After pondering for a moment, the Heart Demon said, "If this is a sound attack technique, you can only wait for it to disperse on its own, if not, there must be a way to control it, maybe you can wait for it to weaken, and then find a way." ”

At that time, the heart demon was willing to serve Bai Yu as the master, most of the reason was that his invincible heart demon species could not be powerful, so he lost the initiative.

And as he learned about it in the next few days, he gradually became more and more jealous of the Xunfeng Prison below, and the painful memories that he had selectively forgotten in the past.

As he pondered the Xunfeng Prison, there were some traces of it.

It's just that this trace frightened him more and more, and the horror made him dare not make a mistake at will, even if the guess was still vague, but the power of this thing at the moment, he didn't want to touch it easily.

He had to tell the other party what he thought in his heart one by one, and his intuition told him that once the cheap master in front of him was dead, with his temperament, he would definitely pull him as a cushion.

Because he also saw the extraordinaryness of the sound technique, if he was not careful, he would die and his soul would be destroyed, and he had finally survived for thousands of years, so how could he be willing to completely destroy his soul in one thing.

Bai Yu didn't know the many thoughts that flashed in the heart of the demon son, and the two methods he said could be said to have no merit at all.

How to wait for it to dissipate on its own, at that time, he was afraid that his own natal soul was gone, how could he afford to wait, the second one was also to wait, wait for him to be weak, but he also didn't know if his natal soul would still exist safely when this killing demon sound was completely weakened.

Therefore, the two methods of the heart demon are equivalent to nothing.

It seems that everything still has to rely on himself, and the remnant soul of the heart demon son is trapped again, and the color of the deep groan in Bai Yu's eyes is quite strong.

While thinking about possible solutions, his consciousness cautiously and slowly probed around again, and where he was now, his line of sight could not be seen more than ten meters.

This is enough for the consciousness to avoid touching the stone wall.

The power of the demon soul has been continuously consumed by the killing of the demon sound, so the top priority is to find enough demon soul power first, so that with the replenishment, he will have enough time to think about the way to crack it.

It's just that he vaguely senses that this place seems to be composed of countless overlapping spaces, and even if he occasionally sees demon cultivators, they are not in the same space, which is also troublesome.

But it was impossible to get him to give up, so he had to sink down gradually while heading downward, his consciousness always paying attention to the movements around him, longing for a demon cultivator to be in the same space as him.

As he dived a little, Bai Yu's consciousness dispersed in all directions, and the darker the demonic fog became, deeper and deeper as ink, and the visibility became lower and lower.

Feeling the sharp cold qi penetrating into the bone marrow, it became more and more intense to the extreme, but Bai Yu's heart was cold, because all this was nothing compared to the crisis in his sea of consciousness and the inability to contact the demon blade clone.

The fact that the man had told him to find something had long since been forgotten by him, and if he couldn't survive in peace, what right did he have to save others.

Therefore, the top priority is to find the demon soul to continue to kill the devouring of the demon sound, and buy him more time, so that he can find a way to think about the possibility of living.

Suddenly, within a dozen miles of consciousness cage, the appearance of a figure suddenly made Bai Yu see a glimmer of hope, "Howling Sky Demon King-"

It can be said that it is extremely easy to kill the demon soul of the Demon Sound and strangle the demon general, but he doesn't know if the demon king demon soul still has a miraculous effect.

At this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the only demon cultivator in this field of vision, and his intuition told him that the Demon King of the Howling Sky was in the same space as him.

So, he eagerly urged his body method to move towards the Howling Sky Demon King like a lightning speed.

On that day, he had killed countless Demon Generals of the Douxuan Dynasty, and the Demon King of the Howling Sky had also found him, but because of the person represented by the token in his hand, the Demon King of the Howling Sky could only leave with hatred.

Now that he met again, there was the words of the previous Great Demon King, thinking that this time the other party would never let him go again, thinking of this, Bai Yu couldn't help but have some expectations in his heart.

Therefore, the power of his demon soul is only about the early stage of the demon general, and I am afraid that it will not be long before he will fall into the demon general's soul power cultivation.

But he can only do this, even if he doesn't have the existence of killing the demon sound, losing the demon blade clone is equivalent to taking away his chance to escape.

He wouldn't be so confident that with a few of his Battle Spirit Puppets and Ghost Emperor Vines, he would be able to deal with the Demon King.

You must know that most demon kings are masters of earth-level magic weapons, since the left and right are dead, if he doesn't struggle, how can he be willing.

Although the ban on the Demon Soul Banner had been lifted, his intuition told him that he could not exert its full power, and the reason why he didn't test it first that day was because he was afraid that if this treasure was too vicious, it would cause inconvenience to his demon soul and miss the path of demon refining.

Therefore, he will not sacrifice this banner unless he has to, and at this moment, what he desires most is melee combat.

With the sharpness of the lone crow, force out the opponent's demon soul and make it devour itself, perhaps you can use the opponent's demon soul to weaken the possibility of killing the demon sound.

That's all he had in mind.

Because the two of them were close to each other, the Howling Sky Demon King soon discovered Bai Yu's traces.

A powerful magic weapon that revealed even if the breath was restrained, and in an instant, it roared with a killing force several feet long, and in the blink of an eye, it came towards Bai Yu to break through the air.

However, Bai Yu had no intention of fighting with the other party, so when he was extremely far away, he hurriedly changed direction and quickly dodged to the side.

"Demon King of the Howling Sky, don't you want to avenge the demon generals, and now I will give you this opportunity." Bai Yu quickly urged his body method, trying to shake off the terrifying magic weapon behind him, his expression was gloomy, but his mouth was sharp.

"Do you think you can escape?" The Demon King of the Howling Sky sneered, controlling the Demon Devouring Knife, a mid-grade demon weapon on the ground level, and accelerated with one speed, and suddenly slashed towards Bai Yu.

"Sky Demon King, do you dare to fight me in close combat?" Bai Yu was anxious in his heart, but he was silent on the surface, raised his hand and sacrificed a Xuan-rank mid-grade magic weapon sword, and tried his best to dodge while blocking.

The Demon King of the Howling Sky smiled contemptuously, this person was pregnant with a demon vine, although for some reason it was still in the middle stage of the demon general, and now it is only about the early stage of the demon general.

But with only the demon vine, he will not easily make mistakes, once he is trapped by the opponent's demon vine, he can't get out in time, even if he can demonize the demon armor, I'm afraid he will fall into passivity.

What's more, there are dangers lurking in this demon refining road, who knows what crisis will appear in the next second.

Thinking of this, the Howling Sky Demon King directly sneered, "A close battle will be spared, I have a mid-grade demon devouring knife at the ground level, let's see how many times you can dodge." ”

Seeing that the other party was not fooled, it seemed that this was also expected by him, he had a ghost emperor vine, but he was seen by him at the beginning.

Bai Yu smiled meaningfully and said, "I wonder if the Howling Sky Demon King has ever heard of the Flame Demon Technique?" "But he didn't dare to stay in one place, and he was always dodging the attack of the Demon Devouring Knife.

The Howling Sky Demon King who was located in the distance couldn't help but laugh, "The entire Douxuan Dynasty, and even other dynasties, who doesn't know that my Howling Sky Demon King is cultivating the earth-level demon skill "Flame Demon Technique", what's the matter, could it be that you still want to teach me, ridiculous!" ”

After Bai Yu dodged the attack of the Demon Devouring Knife again, his face suddenly gloomy to the extreme, because the power of his demon soul had dropped to the late stage of the Demon Lord, "The flames have no owner, and the demonic chaos begins at the end of the extreme, and the soul is burning and ......."

In the eyes narrowed by the Howling Sky Demon King, a sudden cold light was like electricity, "Even if you know what this magic skill is, can you still survive today?" ”

"What if this Flame Demon Technique is of the Heavenly Rank?" Bai Yu's speed was pushed to the extreme, dodging the Demon Devouring Knife, and his words were gloomy.

"Heavenly Steps?!" The Sky Demon King's eyes widened suddenly.

"Tianjie's "Flame Demon Technique", an interesting little doll, since Xiaokong doesn't want it, give it to this demon king."

As soon as a figure appeared in the range of Bai Yu's consciousness, a voice came out, and then the person blinked to Bai Yu's approach.

Bai Yu's heart trembled, and he hurriedly took out a black jade slip and branded the exercises on it, raised his hand and threw it at the demon king he didn't know, and hurriedly dodged away at the same time.

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