When Yin Ming picked up the pen again, he was stunned to find that the remaining three big demons were already hundreds of zhang away.

The bodies of the two big demons shrunk to the size of ordinary wild dogs, and they ran wildly in the demon soldiers.

The Tiger Red Demon was not so unbearable, but it was already hundreds of zhang away, and there were demon soldiers in front of him between him and Yin Ming.

A smile appeared at the corner of Yin Ming's mouth.

Naive!

Wen Qi not only restrains the demonic energy, but also has a keen perception and recognition ability for the powerful demonic energy.

It would be naïve to think that in this way you can avoid the means of Wendao.

At this time, in the black dome, a heavy cold snort suddenly sounded.

When Yin Ming heard this voice, his expression couldn't help but froze.

His Chinese Dao Zhu pen slowly fell, and he looked up into the distance.

In the distance, with a cold snort, the ink-horned white deer flew out of the black dome and went straight into the sky above Fengxi City.

He raised his head to the sky and roared, and the sound was not like a deer at all.

A kind of coercion from the heart rises in the hearts of everyone in Fengxi City.

Even the beasts and demon soldiers everywhere were dizzy for a while, and their hooves and feet were sore.

This is the power of the demon king, which can be called invincible.

Under the city of Fengxi, Yin Ming stood on a hill made of the corpses of demons and beasts.

He was surrounded by an endless stream of demon soldiers and beasts, but none of them dared to attack him.

It's not that they are cowardly, but in the face of the existence of the instant killing demon, they can't even raise the mind to resist, let alone attack.

The ink-horned white deer stood high in the sky, looking down at Yin Ming below.

"It's you, kill Wu'er?"

Yin Ming's expression was calm, and he said, "If you say that white deer, then I killed it." ”

In fact, Bailu died under the fist of the white ape demon.

However, it was a misunderstanding after all.

Even if the Great Demon of the White Ape did not kill the White Deer by mistake, Yin Ming would never allow this little demon king who had harmed countless people to continue to live.

The black-horned white deer became more and more angry.

This damn human race, who killed his own son, dared to admit it so indifferently.

He roared at the city, "If you dare to kill my son, you will accept your life." ”

As he spoke, he showed the true body of the demon king, flipped his hooves, and went straight to Yin Ming.

He had no scruples at all.

If he is allowed to step on it with one hoof, he is afraid that it will affect countless demon soldiers and beasts.

The power of this blow was too terrifying, carrying a pitch-black demonic aura, with endless killing intent, and went straight to Yin Ming's top door.

Yin Ming's pupils shrank, and all the thoughts in his heart flashed quickly like lightning.

In the end, Yin Ming did not hold it up, but chose to avoid it.

The demon king made a move, how quickly.

Yin Ming didn't even have time to put pen to paper.

He could only gather his strength and fly out diagonally, barely dodging the blow.

Behind Yin Ming, there was a huge roar.

The sky was filled with sand and dust, mixed with the corpses of shattered demon soldiers and beasts.

The earth trembled.

Before sealing the West City, hundreds of zhang of land were trembling and cracking.

This is the Demon King!

One blow is as powerful as ever!

At the head of the city, the literati and guards were nervous and out of breath.

No one would have imagined that the Innate Demon King would make a move so quickly.

Although the provincial lord kills the big demon like a dog, can he really match the demon king?

And for Yin Ming, the question at this time was not whether he could match the Demon King, but that the Ink Horned White Deer did not give him a chance to verify this problem at all.

The moment Yin Ming dodged and dodged, another big black hoof followed behind him.

He could only force a sigh of relief and dodge the blow upward.

If it was several times in a row, Yin Ming also felt a slight sense of anxiety in his heart.

The Demon King's attack was so tight that he couldn't find the slightest time to put pen to paper.

Even, he did not dare to recite the scriptures orally.

Because, once you open your mouth, your speed will inevitably drop, and you will immediately be caught by the inkhorned white deer.

Although Wen Dao's attack method restrained the demon clan, there was also a problem.

That is, it takes a little time to launch the means of Wendao, which is a bit like a process of accumulating energy.

Yin Ming dodged one after another, but could not find a chance to fight back.

If this continues, he will eventually be caught by the ink-horned white deer, and then he will be more than lucky.

The thought in his heart turned sharply, and the antlers of the ink-horned white deer behind him spewed out a black light, piercing Yin Ming's back.

This time, Yin Ming's dodge was a little slower, and he was swept away by the aftermath of the demonic qi.

Fortunately, Wen Qi restrained the demon qi, so the demon qi did not cause harm to Yin Ming.

However, that huge force still knocked Yin Ming out.

Yin Ming slammed into the city wall with a loud bang.

The spine in his back gushed out, serving as a cushion to prevent him from crashing directly into the wall.

Otherwise, under this blow, Yin Ming will inevitably be seriously injured.

On the wall of Fengxi, a huge depression appeared, and Yin Ming was in the center.

Yin Ming shook his head, there was a roar in his ears, it should be that the impact of Shicai was too violent.

At this time, in his vision, a big black hoof was infinitely enlarged and had already stomped down.

The Inkhorn White Deer finally seized his chance.

A chance to put Yin Ming to death.

At the head of the city, all the hearts were stirred.

Even, even in the dark dome in the distance, the White Deer Demon King couldn't help but stand up.

That kid, shouldn't he really kill that Terran to vent his anger?

At this time, Yin Ming suddenly blessed his heart.

The loud roar in his ears made him suddenly think of something.

Yin Ming took a breath and shouted violently: "Ren!"

This situation was critical, and he had no reservations at the moment, and his demeanor like a sea surged out.

The essence of this word Confucianism turned into a flash of lightning and pounced on the Mojiao White Deer.

Tongue blooms spring thunder!

At this moment, Yin Ming suddenly realized the wonderful use of literary tone.

There is no time to write, and there is no time to chant.

One word exit, it is the thunder of heaven.

This time, the ink-horned white deer was caught off guard and hit this thunderbolt directly.

"Benevolence" is the core of Confucianism, and it is the spiritual connotation that Confucius pursued all his life.

This thunderbolt, coercing Ling Ran's righteousness, directly slashed at the head of the Mojiao White Deer.

Visible to the naked eye, the black horned white deer was directly fried with deer hair.

His two proud ink horns, like two antennas, guide the current.

This thunder was composed of Wen Qi, and it followed the antlers and drilled into the body of the white deer with black horns.

Yin Mingren was still trapped in the depression of the city wall, but he shouted again: "Righteousness!"

Another thunderclap struck.

The ink-horned white deer hadn't recovered yet, and had been hit again.

This thunder made his beautiful white hair gray.

Immediately afterwards, Yin Ming's mouth kept saying: "Ceremony!"

"Wisdom!"

......

Benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, faith, loyalty, filial piety, compassion, moderation, forgiveness, courage, and letting.

The essence of the twelve characters of Confucianism turned into thunder at this moment, and all of them were split on the body of the black-horned white deer.

Both the demon race and the human race were dumbfounded.

The reversal of the situation is too great.