The body of the scorching sky is like electricity, and the flying dragon is in the sky, killing the little demon is like slaughtering a dog.

However, hundreds of millions of little demons are still not afraid of death and are surging up, just like an immortal locust plague, which cannot be killed.

At this moment, the streamer is dim, and the qi wall is enchanted, and there are already loopholes.

Hundreds of little demons had already drilled through the cracks, chasing after Qin Ge and the others like fast arrows.

Blazing Sky Yang's heart flashed.

"Oops. This is not the way to go. At most, ten breaths, the qi wall will inevitably collapse. When the time comes, Qin Ge and them will inevitably be in danger!"

He had an idea and let out a long howl.

"General Qin Ge, I'll give you ten breaths! Kill a bloody path and rush out! After ten breaths, the flying demon will inevitably fight back. If you can't leave, stay and bury me!"

The majestic true qi turned into sound waves, and in an instant, it rushed out.

The sound wave is like electricity, like a wind, splashing out for hundreds of miles.

Bang, bang, bang!

Those little demons who slipped through the net were all blown to pieces by the sound waves.

The sound waves hit the ground like a meteorite hitting the ground, setting off a monstrous wave.

In the blink of an eye, the demon soldiers on the ground were swept away countless times.

In front of Qin Ge and the others, a large area was emptied in an instant.

When the roar came, they were also shaken by their eardrums.

Qin Ge knew that this was Lie Tianyang's last warning, and it was also the last to push them.

He glanced at the sky with gratitude.

"Thank you, brother!"

At this moment, Lie Tianyang had no time to take care of it.

The flying demons in the sky seemed to be manipulated by some kind of power, and they all fell into madness.

They came in groups and struck towards the scorching sun.

Demon fire, demon ice, demon sand, spray at him desperately.

These flying heavens have completely disregarded their own life and death, and they want to die with him.

"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you! Kill! Kill!

Behind Lie Tianyang's head, a head was born in an instant.

That face was exactly the same as his.

It's the body of crystal.

At that time, Lie Tianyang's two heads and four arms were like monsters.

The three swords of heavenly punishment, heavenly punishment, and heavenly wrath, in his hands, were sharp, and the sword light was like a thunderbolt, sweeping with one move, and millions of flying birds exploded, and they were wiped out in an instant.

A large number of demon cores, like no money, poured into the Thousand Lights of the Northern Darkness.

At this moment, Lie Tianyang has already killed his demonic nature.

Wherever the three swords of Heavenly Punishment, Heavenly Punishment, and Heavenly Wrath are slashed, they will be empty in an instant.

At that moment, he was like a demon god of hell, as if he really wanted to level hell and destroy the whole world.

The flying demon, although it was not completely killed. But their offensive was strangled by him.

The more the little demon killed, the heavier Lie Tianyang's mind sank.

Because he deeply knows that this is by no means the true strength of Feitian.

These are just little demons like ants.

The real opponent has never appeared.

The true qi of the demon god of the scorching heavenly sun can be felt, and in the depths of hundreds of millions of demon groups, there is an even more terrifying aura lurking.

Suddenly, a mournful voice came.

"Who is it, kill my children and grandchildren, give me back their lives—give me back their lives!"

The voice was poignant, weird, and demonic.

It was as if there was an invisible ghost hand, tearing the air, distorting the space.

Lie Tianyang trembled.

Hideous grimaces appeared in his mind.

In the depths of his soul, he couldn't help but throb.

Blazing Tianyang stopped slashing, his heart beating wildly.

This scream almost tore his spirit and shook his mind.

"It's such a powerful soul summoning technique, and it almost caught his way!"

The art of evoking souls is the ancestral skill of the demon clan.

The power of the demon clan, using this technique, can tear the souls of tens of millions of people with a single sound.

"It's you! Give back the lives of my children and grandchildren!"

The voice, like a cry, seemed to be in his ear.

"Sensen Hell, miserable ghosts cry! Demon God suppresses, ten thousand ghosts are punished!"

The scorching sun sings silently, the song of hell.

Suddenly, the will of the demon god awakened, and the breath of hell enveloped his body.

His soul stabilized in an instant.

Under Soul Summoning, the human soul will collapse in an instant.

But the hellish ghosts are more violent and terrifying than the demon clan.

And the will of the demon god is to suppress hell.

These two kinds of breath have a natural restraint on demonic energy.

So in an instant, Lie Tianyang suppressed the soul summoning technique.

At the same time, there was a faint trace of excitement in his heart.

"The power of the demon clan has finally awakened! This is the Flying Demon King!"

The Flying Demon King is a peerless existence of the demon clan like the Heaven Swallowing Demon King.

In the face of his terrifying strength, even a true condensation master like Qin Ge would tremble.

"Return-life-come!"

The voice of the Flying Demon King seemed to be cut by the wind.

Even so, that cry still has a strong demagogic power.

Suddenly, the scorching sun roared in the sky.

"King of the Yakshas, Kill!"

Sure enough, the whistling was mixed with the crazy roar of the Yaksha King.

That voice, like a giant pestle in King Kong, smashed out.

Those hideous grimaces, those terrified ghost cryes, were torn apart in an instant, and they were killed.

The king of the Yaksha guards the gates of hell through trillions of epochs. The earth-shattering ghosts and endless temptations have all passed in front of his eyes.

But billions of epochs have passed, and he has never wavered, still firmly guarding the gates of hell.

His will is strong, even better than the gods.

Therefore, he has an innate restraint in the bewitchment of the Flying Demon King.

Smack.

It was as if the ice was shattering.

The aura of demagogy vanished, and the soul-summoning spell was finally shattered.

Suddenly, a strange demonic wind swept in.

There was a violent writhing in the air.

That poignant voice, reappeared.

"You kill my demon clan and behead my descendants! I will use your soul to sacrifice them!"

A bat-like shadow suddenly appeared behind the scorching sun.

He has a humanoid body and bat-like wings. His whole face was like an eagle's head, and his grim eyes flashed with the desire to kill.

It was the Flying Demon King.

The Flying Demon King has no hands and feet, but he has claws like demon beasts.

"Death for me, Demon King!"

The sharp demon claws, like a hurricane wind, like a sharp sword, grabbed towards the scorching sun.

That claw, tearing through the air, sparked sparks.

Above the demon claws, a dark blue flame actually exploded.

The flame, cold, gloomy, like a ghost fire, burning.

The cold flames burst out with terrifying power, and everywhere they passed, the space collapsed and the atmosphere was ignited.

It's a nether fire that burns souls!

The body is on fire, but the soul is destroyed.

This claw wants to beat the scorching sun into nothingness for eternity.

The Flying Demon King, vicious, ruthless, and extraordinary.

"Good time!"

There was wind in the back of his head, and the scorching sky was suddenly startled.

His figure flickered like electricity.

"Punishment, punishment!"

Heavenly punishment, heavenly punishment, suddenly appeared.

At that moment, the sword swelled, and it was a thousand feet in an instant.

The Flying Demon King, in an instant, was drowned in the sword.

Bang, bang, bang!

Countless little demons were swept by the sword and exploded one after another.

The blazing sword rays, like flowing pulp, drowned everything.

But suddenly, the shadow of a bat flew out of the sky.

It was the Flying Demon King.

He flew out of the sword, unscathed.

Domineering sword energy, majestic sword light. That slash is enough to tear apart all life in the world.

But the Flying Demon King is fine.

His demon face is still hideous.

"How is this possible!"

Lie Tianyang exclaimed.

Immediately, there was a boom.

The purple dragon overlord, bursting out of his fist.

The domineering purple dragon pierced through the body of the Flying Demon King, leaving no trace.