The battle of the powerhouses of the realm of life and death was incomparably earth-shattering, the scope of the impact was so wide, and the destructive power was so strong that it was simply unimaginable, the four cultivators of the realm of life and death were fighting together in the blink of an eye, and suddenly the endless storm power swept around, and the entire heaven and earth were in turmoil.

The magic is supernatural, countless storms swept away, causing thunder in all directions, wind and clouds reversed, violent roars continued to sound, the space caused fluctuations, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura was even more crazy and restless.

Jun Mo Kill and the others suddenly retreated backwards quickly, and even directly ordered the demon army to stop moving forward, and more than ten of them were Purple Mansion Realm cultivators, even under the instruction of Xiao Yun and Jun Mo Kill, directly approached Lin Ruoli and surrounded him directly in the center.

Although they are both cultivators of the realm of life and death, Xia Lian'er and the mad Daoist are in the first realm of life and death, while the two black and white old demons are the cultivators of the realm of life and death, with a small difference of one level, but the power is not the same.

The demonic energy of the black and white old demon surged between his whole body, sometimes the sword qi surged, sometimes the boulder rolled down, and all kinds of powerful magic powers were unleashed, blasting towards the two Terran powerhouses on the opposite side like a storm.

The mad Dao people transformed into seven figures, each standing in a strange posture, forming a formation with their own law bodies, superimposed to resist the strong attacks of the demons.

Xia Lian'er on the other side drove the shadowless sword to transform into thousands of sword shadows and slash out vertically and horizontally, and cracks appeared in the space between the staggered ones.

The four powerhouses of the realm of life and death, the powerful combat power was constantly displayed, so that a storm of Gangfeng was formed within a radius of thousands of feet, strong ripples rippled, bursting into bursts of roaring sounds, and the desert below was turned upside down, forming countless deep pits and towering sandbags.

A huge roar rippled, dozens of large black balls of light were intertwined with thousands of sword shadows, and in the shock, the second gentleman Xia Lian'er's figure retreated suddenly, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

The seven figures of the mad Daoist on the other side directly shattered the two in the magic power cast by the white-robed demon clan, and the remaining five figures were paused, and the light and shadow flowed back together, revealing the somewhat embarrassed figure of the mad Daoist.

"Gongsun Lao'er, when will you not make a move?" The madman felt the Zifu in his body shake, his qi and blood surged, and after spurting out a mouthful of blood, he shouted loudly to Gongsun Xiaoyi on the side.

Gongsun Xiaoyi, who had been aiming at Lin Ruoli, never made a move to help the madman and the other two, and at this time, seeing the two demon saint ancestors so strong, it made him retreat, and his eyes bulged to look at the situation in all directions, and finally fell on Lin Ruoli's body, revealing a bit of pity.

The light rose directly, and Gongsun Xiaoyi's body turned into a sandstorm and shot away into the distance, and in the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared into the sky, and the old monster's move was very sudden, so everyone was stunned.

"Gongsun Lao'er, you big-eyed thief!"

"Those who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Immediately, the mad Dao and Xia Lian'er were directly furious, and they couldn't help but shout in the middle of the fight, but at this time, under the siege of the two Demon Saint Ancestors, they couldn't make any extra moves at all.

"Hmph, your human race is so good that you are destined to be led by my holy clan, if you vote for my holy clan, you will also be given the position of elder!" the white-robed demon clan holy ancestor snorted coldly, and there was already a meaning of wooing in his words.

"It's not the same as your demon clan!" The second gentleman raised his eyebrows, and with a spell in his hand, the shadowless sword turned into thousands of sword shadows, and slashed directly towards the other party.

The hatred between the demon race and the human race has been entangled for thousands of years, and it cannot be resolved at all, how can Xia Lian'er believe the words of this demon elder.