With a successful blow, Wen Ke's movements became faster, and the flames around him became more violent.

The sword shadow with the fire light was densely spread out, like a huge spider web, covering all the space, and Zhang Ningtian had lost the opportunity to fight, so he could only try to dodge.

In the thick black fog, there was not only blood and light spreading, but also cold frost.

The firelight and the ice collided, Wen Ke's energy seemed to have the upper hand, coupled with the effect of the holy sword, he didn't stalemate for too long before he successfully rushed to Zhang Ningtian's side, and it seemed that he could hit him hard.

But no one could see through Zhang Ningtian's expression shrouded in black fog, Ye Ling and the others could only see a dazzling jet of blood light, followed by a dull voice in the air.

Knock, knock, knock......

It's like someone is beating a broken wooden drum, the sound is very depressing but very explosive, and the spread is so great that everyone present has not been able to dodge it.

However, none of the people present were weak, everyone had different ways to fight against this strange sound, and the surface of Ye Jue's body was covered with an almost transparent blue light, which was the ability of the six-star demon king, and he was already free to urge self-recovery.

Just when Ye Jue wanted to take care of Qi Shuyu and Rotten Jade, when he looked back, Qi Shuyu's chest had already spread a faint dreamy brilliance, protecting the two of them.

Such a scene made Ye Jue couldn't help but take a few more looks, Qi Shuyu's body was ...... What does it have to do with the Demon King?

In mid-air, all the flames that rushed towards Zhang Ningtian disappeared without a trace, and Lu Qi said in a low voice: "He really got a powerful ability, and he is more proficient in using it, maybe this time he has a new ability waiting for us." ”

Call!

Suddenly, the disappearing flame net rushed out from in front of Zhang Ningtian, although it was still the same flame, exuding heat and vitality, it was not difficult to find the trace of blood that penetrated it.

Wen Ke's expression became slightly solemn, and he didn't take any defensive posture, but when all the giant nets pounced in front of him, he couldn't help but rush into the sky.

Such a calm posture made Ye Jue's heart tremble, Wen Ke turned out to be such a powerful brave man, worthy of being the holder of the holy sword, which made Ye Jue think of Ye Qiubao's first meeting again.

The mask, the holy sword, the extremely beautiful voice, and the determined eyes were all the signs of Wen Ke, but Ye Jue didn't understand it at the time.

Now that I think about it, Wen Ke's appearance in Yeqiubao that day should have been just due to coincidence, and during that time, there was news that Wenke was going to participate in Yeqiubao's film and television activities, if only he could have noticed the relationship earlier.

"Brave—" Zhang Ningtian's hoarse voice sounded.

At this time, Zhang Ningtian had already stopped in the air very calmly, surrounded by psychedelic enchantments arranged by everyone, and he didn't dare to say that with the abilities of Qibai and Lu Mi, Zhang Ningtian could not get out of the current Zhang Ningtian's addiction to illusions, but it would definitely be able to create a lot of trouble for him.

So the current situation is not like Zhang Ningtian's raid, but more like luring the snake out of the hole.

"I looked for you as early as in Yanjing, but last time you escaped quickly, I met Murong Tianji for the first time, let you run to Jiangcheng, and caused big trouble here, if you are willing to obediently stop, I can't find you, but if you dare to appear today, I am sure that you will lose your qualification as a demon king."

Wen Ke's voice is cold and abnormal, making people feel the slightest warmth and vitality, and he is completely different from the genius singer on the stage.

"You want to kill me?" In contrast, Zhang Ningtian's voice was harsh and dry, as if there were countless glass shards stirring in his throat.

Ye Ling couldn't help frowning, he had a confrontation with Zhang Ningtian, and he was somewhat familiar with this guy, but in the past, Zhang Ningtian was always calm and relaxed, with unparalleled conceit and pride.

At this time, Zhang Ningtian was wrapped in darkness and blood light, making people unable to see his appearance or hear his voice clearly, and the aura he emitted was full of evil smell, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Hand over the Demon King's Heart, and then let me wash away your Demon King bloodline, and I'll let you go, or do you think it's possible for you to escape?"

Indeed, although Zhang Ningtian's strength has been greatly improved compared to last time, and the energy he exudes has reached the apex of the seven-star demon king, almost reaching the level of the eight-star demon king, but among the people present, Wen Ke's strength alone is higher than him.

Eighty percent of Wen Ke is the strength of an eight-star brave, even if it is not, it is estimated that it is only half a step away, not to mention that there is a holy sword in charge.

The rest of the people, including Ye Ling, are at least six-star strength, among which Ke Ge and Lu Mi's strength should not be far from seven-star, in such an environment, Ye Ling does not think that Zhang Ningtian has the possibility of escaping.

"Run? Who is going to escape? In front of the Demon King, you only have the fate of kneeling down and surrendering, don't be kidding! ”

Zhang Ningtian's voice became more gloomy and arrogant, and at the same time, light spears and ice picks began to condense around him, and as far as the eye could see, half of the sky was in ice blue and gold.

Not only that, many figures wrapped in black mist suddenly appeared in mid-air, and there were no less than twenty in number just by sweeping away.

This is the ability of the phantom clone, last time it was ten phantoms, this time it broke through to twenty, Zhang Ningtian's strength seems to have changed a lot, and even more shocking things are still to come.

Twenty black shadows, floating in the air, slowly ...... Gone, formless, breathless.

Such a change made Wen Ke couldn't help frowning, because it meant that Zhang Ningtian had overlapped the two abilities of stealth and phantom.

In the past few shots, although Zhang Ningtian has a lot of abilities, they are all used alone, and the stealth does not overlap with the phantom, and in the same way, the phantom cannot release strong light and ice and snow, but now, there is obviously an amazing change.

"Master, it seems that the heart of the demon king is working, and I feel that breath."

"Do you think I'm still that useless piece of shit? The king has woken up, you self-righteous ants, tremble—"

With Zhang Ningtian's roar, a gray-white wave of air suddenly rushed out of the air, and these corrosive and toxin plagues were frantically spreading towards all places that could spread.

When the plague appeared, Lu Qi and Ke Ge couldn't help but care, but Wen Ke could still keep his composure.

The holy sword quietly flipped over, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, the red gem on the hilt of the sword shone brightly, Wen Ke floated and stood, the sword did not move, and a circle of light was naturally formed under his feet, and the flames spread in it, and the appearance of the fire rose was quietly formed.

"The sky is blazing, all evils are not invaded, wherever I look, the world is peaceful-"

Wen Ke's hands holding the hilt of the sword suddenly lifted up and fell fiercely, the holy sword pierced the fire rose below, and in an instant, countless fires erupted, like the river when the embankment burst, rushing for thousands of miles.

This space, shrouded in dreamy light and mist, suddenly appeared in two completely different changes.

Wen Ke's fire spread between heaven and earth, and the dancing flames seemed to be alive, exuding an indescribable divine aura, and it was this kind of flame that completely blocked the spread of the plague, blocking the energy that carried despair and fear on the other side.

But the invincible flame did not burn out these terrible plagues, but only stopped the plague from attacking.

Sure enough, the plague is worthy of being the most tricky and famous stunt of the Demon King, and it is absolutely impossible to deal with the plague easily without purification, but there is still Ye Ling on the scene, at least it can ensure that everyone is not harmed by the plague.

A verdant sapling suddenly drilled out of Ye Xuan's palm, the sapling was only half a meter high, and there was no luxuriant vitality, the branches were not right, and the green leaves were withered, just like those big trees outside that had been tortured by the cold winter.

But that's not what we're looking for, and it's the leafy trunk that can make the most of it.

Ye Jue shook his wrist, and all the leaves fell together, and then flew in different directions, burrowing into the bodies of Ke Ge, Lu Mi, Qi Shuyu, Fuyu, and Wen Ke respectively.

This green tree is an energy-sharing prop created by Ke Ge, which can allow all inheritors to enjoy the magic of self-recovery, but the key to activating is Ye Xuan.

Due to the small number, the speed and efficiency of self-recovery can be increased, and even if the plague is inadvertently encountered, it can be suppressed and eliminated in just a few seconds.

"It's you again—"

Suddenly, Zhang Ningtian set his eyes on Ye Ling, and in an instant, the spears and ice picks in the sky were all swaying towards Ye Ling, like a downpour, with no end in sight, and there was no place to hide.

Wen Ke was about to make a move, but Lu Mi beside Ye Ling had already rushed forward in the face of these many attacks.

The left hand is clear water, and the right hand is flames.

A clear waterfall rushed upstream, like a great river, and hit the cold ice and transparent light, although the water blocked the ice picks that washed down, but there was nothing to be done about the light particles that sometimes condensed and sometimes dissipated.

However, for Lu Mi, who had two abilities, Zhang Ningtian's attack was not enough to embarrass her.

I saw Lu Mi's right hand pressing towards the void, and thin flames began to flow from the tips of the five fingers, and the flames condensed into a huge folding fan after being entangled in the air several times.

The fire fan opened and swung with all its might, not causing a howling wind, but fanning out countless flames, sparks and sparks, jumping, tumbling, and crashing into the bursting spears of light.

Boom Boom!

In mid-air, light clusters continued to explode, dense and endless, and Zhang Ningtian's attack made Lu Qi easily disintegrate.

But if you despise Zhang Ningtian like this, you will inevitably taste the bitterness, and without a sound, several black misty figures suddenly appeared beside Lu Mi, with a demonic red light flashing in their hands.

Lu Qi was about to turn around, but Ye Xuan, who had rushed over, had already blocked all the rushing energy, and the cyan light splashed ripples.

But the two of them didn't have time to be happy, because the conjecture just now seemed to be true, Zhang Ning was naïve and able to fuse his abilities, and at this moment, the phantom's eyes flashed with dazzling brilliance, and the entire space suddenly turned pale.