The six Demon Lords were lucky not to die.

But they were all badly wounded, covered in blood, and looked miserable.

The Thousand Demon Saints frowned fiercely, and a thick look of worry flashed in their eyes.

He was very worried, he and the six demon lords would not be able to survive the moment when reinforcements arrived.

"Cheer up all of you!

Let's join forces, Bugu Demon Liuhe Great Array, be sure to trap her!"

Under the order of the Thousand Demon Saints, he took the lead in casting a spell to shoot a blood light that covered the sky, and went towards Luo Shui's body.

Regardless of their own injuries, the six Demon Lords scattered out and lined up in formation, and cast spells to form a Demon Dao Great Array.

The overwhelming blood light, the surging demonic energy, and the various spell lights and shadows immediately submerged Luo Shui's body.

A saint-level large array was rapidly condensing, enveloping a radius of two hundred miles.

The Thousand Demon Saints knew that it would take at least a few hours to truly form a holy array.

He didn't dare to hope that he could trap the other party for a few hours, just that it was enough to delay for half an hour.

However, he soon discovers that this is also an extravagant hope!

Luo Shui looked around expressionlessly, looking at the blood light that covered the sky, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Without saying a word, she raised her hands and pinched the spell and spilled dozens of ice blue light blades.

"Woohoo!"

More than sixty ice blue light blades formed an extraordinary sword formation, stabbing forward as fast as lightning.

I only heard a loud sound of "boom boom" burst out, and the blood light barrier that had just condensed was immediately shattered by the ice blue light blade.

A huge gap appeared.

Luo Shui's body lotus moved slightly, and his figure crossed the gap in a flash, appearing in the sky thirty miles away.

At the same time, the sword formation formed by the ice blue light blade struck the two demon lords with a bang.

The two Demon Lords had no chance to dodge, and were immediately strangled into powder by the Light Blade.

Luo Shui's body took another step, and he teleported thirty miles away, and suddenly appeared behind another demon lord.

She raised her slender hand and slapped the demon lord with one palm.

"Bang!"

Before this demon lord could react, his body shattered into slag, and even his soul collapsed.

Next, Luo Shui's body teleported continuously, and within two breaths, the remaining three demon lords were also killed in seconds.

The six Demon Lords were all wiped out, and the Demon Dao Holy Array that had not yet been formed naturally disappeared.

The Thousand Demon Saints were completely frightened, and they no longer dared to fight, so they fled to the north in a panic.

At this time, he no longer dared to hope that he could block Luo Shui's attack.

I just want to get rid of the pursuit and escape back to the North Hades Palace safely.

"Huh!"

The Thousand Demon Saint turned into a blood light, galloping towards the north as fast as lightning, and his figure flickered in the sky again and again.

However, he had only just flown two hundred miles away when he was overtaken by Luo Shui.

"Huh!"

Luoshui's body is light and lily, his posture is elegant and calm, and every step can be dozens of miles away.

After only seven steps, she caught up with the Thousand Thousand Demon Saints, raised her right hand and slashed out a palm.

From her slender and delicate palm, a surging fire of stars burst out, forming a wide silver blade of light, slashing towards the Thousand Demon Saints like a guillotine.

When the Thousand Demon Saints realized that the crisis was coming, they suddenly felt a chill in their backs, and their souls were in danger.

Without hesitation, he turned around and cast a spell to form a blood light shield, delusionally trying to resist.

"Bang!"

I only heard a muffled sound bursting out, and the Star Light Blade shattered the blood light, hitting the Thousand Demon Saints with a bang.

He was slashed on the spot, splattered with blood, and tumbled and smashed to the north.

After flying fifty miles, he unloaded the impact and stabilized his body.

When I looked down, I saw a two-foot-long blood mark between my chest and abdomen, and the bones were visible.

The robe and close-fitting soft armor were torn apart, and they rolled outwards like flesh.

Dark purple demonic blood 'gurgling' from the wound and spilling into the sky.

The severe pain continued to strike, causing the Thousand Demon Saints to break out in a cold sweat.

But he did not dare to hesitate, let alone treat his wounds, and continued to flee to the north with all his might.

After three breaths, he finally crossed a majestic mountain range and flew over a valley.

Flying here, it is half the way, and there are still five hundred miles away from the North Hades Palace.

Before the Thousand Demon Saints could breathe a sigh of relief, another piece of ice blue light struck behind him, making him feel terrified in the depths of his soul.

"Huh!"

The ice-blue streamer streaked across the sky, drowning the Thousand Demon Saints.

His flesh was frozen and stiff, his magic was not working well, and his flight speed had been cut in half.

"Bang!"

Another hundred-foot-long ice giant sword slashed down, instantly cutting off a pair of his wings.

The black wings crumbled into slag, and dark purple demonic blood splattered out and sprinkled into the sky.

The Thousand Demon Saints let out a terrible scream and continued to flee towards the north.

After crossing the valley, he crossed a majestic mountain that was a thousand feet high.

Ahead, a black-brown wasteland.

More than 100,000 seriously injured elite demon masters were galloping above the wasteland, looking to the north like a desperate look.

So many demons gathered together, like a large black torrent.

At the end of the wasteland, there is a giant peak as high as 3,000 feet, standing up to the sky.

Halfway down the mountain, it was pitch black.

Halfway up the mountain, it is dark red blood, which looks particularly weird.

Boundless black clouds and demonic energy shrouded the entire giant peak, obscuring the vast wasteland.

There is no doubt that the majestic giant peak is the sacred mountain where the Ancestor Demon God and the Demon Saints live.

The famous North Hades Palace is on that sacred mountain.

Finally seeing the sacred mountain, the Thousand Thousand Demon Saints were in high spirits, holding on to their injuries, and speeding away.

However, as he was flying over the wasteland, another sword shadow poured down behind him.

"Woooo

Luo Shui's body was waving his arms, releasing ice light that covered the sky and the sun, forming hundreds of millions of blades of light, bombarding the entire wasteland.

The Thousand Demon Saints didn't dare to be careless, so they could only sacrifice a shield and cast a spell to make it bigger and protect themselves.

Countless ice light sword shadows blasted down, and the shields they hit trembled again and again, bursting with blood light and black gas.

The Thousand Demon Saints have a magic weapon to protect themselves, and they are safe for the time being.

But the hundreds of thousands of demons in the wasteland suffered on the spot.

"Bang bang bang!"

Endless muffled sounds, one after another, one after another.

Batch after batch of demon elites, like cutting wheat, fell down in pieces and were bombarded into slag.

The black-brown wasteland was also blasted out of dense pits by the shadow of the sword and sword, splashing the sky with sand and gravel dust.

It's chaotic, like a scene of the end of the world.

After a full ten breaths, hundreds of millions of ice light sword shadows dissipated.

The wasteland within a radius of 300 miles has long since become a ruin full of potholes and ravines.

Tens of thousands of demon masters have turned into flesh and blood, scattered on the wasteland.

The black-brown earth and earth are also dyed with a dark purple color.

The tens of thousands of surviving demon elites were also miserable, and their frightened souls did not possess their bodies, and they fled in all directions.

The Thousand Demon Saints were lucky enough to escape the catastrophe and flew towards the Sacred Mountain in a panic.

Luo Shui's body was unrelenting, and he shot two giant palms that covered the sky and the sun, and slapped them at him.

(End of chapter)