On the endless plain, there are two extremely majestic huge mountain ranges towering into the sky, this kind of towering mountain range, it is difficult for ordinary people to climb at all, and in the gap between the two mountain ranges, it is the target of the demon clan's attack this time, but now the mountain range is shrouded in fog, and it is almost impossible to attack the gap between the mountains outside the psychedelic array.

I'm mixed in the demon army, because of the relationship between cultivation, the position is relatively high, and Yan Fanrou, who is hiding next to me, is almost already attached to me, probably because I am worried that I will be accidentally touched by others and expose my identity.

I looked at the gap between the yin and yang eyes, and saw through the confusion that there were monks coming and going, in the center of the black oppressive head, a large group of high-ranking monks with cold faces were gathered together, exchanging something in front of each other, and the middle-aged man in the first of them was the immortal domain lord Yama Luo, beside him, there were several quite familiar faces, Panlong and others.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the demon monks outside the big array, and their faces were slightly ugly.

At this time, a large group of demon cultivators suddenly walked out of the demon clan's large array, one of which was an old man with a colorful poisonous centipede painted on his face, walked out slowly, and glanced at the psychedelic array with cold triangular eyes, and the harsh and ugly sound slowly came out, and immediately entered the ears of everyone in the big array.

"Yama! I'll give you a quarter of an hour to think about whether to close the big array yourself and give up resistance, or let us use the poison system magic power and force you out, I can say ugly things in front, once the poison system magic power is cast, none of the monks below the Immortal Emperor level will want to live! After the words were spoken, the gray-robed old man slowly closed his eyes, regardless of whether Yama Luo heard his shout or not.

After the monk in the big array heard the old man's words, there was a commotion, even Yama couldn't help frowning slightly, I understand his difficulties, it is obviously impossible for him to give up resistance, but this gray-robed old man himself is a mid-stage powerhouse of the Immortal Emperor, although in the eyes of Yama, he is no different from an ant, but if he is really allowed to use the poisonous supernatural power, the monks below the Immortal Emperor will not be able to bear it at all, although he will not die immediately, but he will lose his combat effectiveness in a short time, and the outcome will also be defeated.

The reason why the poisonous supernatural power is terrifying is because he is not easy to defend, the general immortal shield is easy to be infiltrated by toxins, and even the defense array is the same, at most, it can only slow down the speed of toxin penetration, and it cannot be completely isolated, and looking at the gray robe old man who is following behind, they are also strong people who practice poisonous exercises, and nearly a thousand people use poisonous supernatural powers together, I am afraid that the defense array will even lose the effect of slowing down the penetration of toxins.

Ten minutes passed in a flash, the gray-robed old man's eyes opened, and when he saw the fog that still did not react, a cruel smile couldn't help but appear on his dry face, and he said in a cold voice: "It's really not a coffin without tears!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a layer of strange green light suddenly surged on the old man's face, and with a wave of his robe, a large thick green poisonous mist emerged, and the poisonous mist emerged, and nearly a thousand demon cultivators behind the old man put their palms together at the same time, and the same green poisonous mist erupted from them, quickly condensing into a large poisonous cloud above their heads.

The gray-robed old man gave an order, and nearly a thousand demon cultivators gave a deep sigh, waving their palms, bringing up a fierce wind, and under the blowing of this strong wind, the green poisonous mist also gradually spread, winding towards the mountains below.

"Wrap your body with immortal yuan and hold your breath!" Qu Feiyu, who was standing beside Yan Luo, saw the green poisonous mist that was slowly falling, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he shouted loudly.

Hearing Qu Feiyu's shout, the monks in the canyon hurriedly opened the Immortal Yuan Shield, wrapped all the bodies, and for a while, all kinds of spiritual light shone non-stop, and even the thick fog couldn't stop the dazzling spiritual light.

"Haha...... With a Immortal Yuan Shield, you want to block our Green Poison? ”

The gray-robed old man saw the non-stop spiritual light shining in the mist, and naturally guessed what the monks inside were doing, and immediately sneered, and with a wave of his robe, nearly a thousand poisonous cultivators behind him hurriedly and desperately agitated the poisonous gas in his body, and then created a gust of wind, blowing the green poisonous mist into the canyon.

The green poisonous mist easily penetrated the mist, the defense array, and all kinds of prohibitions, and immediately, many monks were wrapped in, and as soon as they came into contact, many monks with slightly lower strength were a little dizzy in their heads, and after a while, they fell directly to the ground and fell into a coma.

Seeing this, Qu Feiyu's face became more and more ugly, he gritted his teeth, and said fiercely: "Damn, fight with these bastards, brothers who can still move, follow me!" ”

Hearing this, Yan Luo on the side opened his mouth slightly, but he could only sigh decadently, although the Immortal Emperor-level poison cultivator is not strong in personal combat power, but if he is thrown into the battlefield, then his ability will be magnified countless times, not to mention that there are nearly a thousand Immortal Emperor-level poison cultivators behind this person to enhance the power of his supernatural powers, although he does not approve of rushing out to fight to the death with the demons, if he goes, most of them will only find death, but if they don't go, this poisonous fog will sooner or later cause all of them to lose their combat effectiveness, and when the time comes, the death will be even more aggrieved.

The monks of the Demon Slayer Alliance, who had not yet been poisoned around, couldn't help but tremble their cheeks when they heard Qu Feiyu's voice, and then nodded viciously, clenching the magic weapon in their hands.

The gray-robed old man in mid-air naturally heard Qu Feiyu's shouting, and suddenly a cruel smile appeared on his face, and then the sleeve robe moved, and a green poisonous mist erupted, and the monks in the big array saw this scene, and the despair on his face couldn't help but become even stronger, this old mongrel, sure enough, was thinking of killing them all.

As the second turquoise poisonous mist slowly rose, many monks of the Demon Slayer Alliance began to rush out desperately, although they knew that this was a self-defeating way, but they were not afraid at all, anyway, they would die horizontally and vertically!

And just when everyone was about to rush out of the big array, suddenly, above the head of the gray-robed old man, a large black thundercloud condensed without warning, and a dull roar came from the thundercloud, which made the people on both sides couldn't help but look up at the dark clouds that suddenly appeared in the sky, and they couldn't figure out the situation.

Suspended behind this group of poisonous cultivators, a sneer appeared at the corner of my mouth, and I whispered in my mouth: "Divine power: thunder! ”

"Boom!"

Thousands of thigh-thick silver thunderbolts fell suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, the former famous poison cultivator was drowned in it, and a series of screams suddenly came from the thunder curtain, and in just two or three breaths, more than half of the poison cultivators fell from mid-air with their whole bodies scorched, and the rest of the poison cultivators were also desperately sacrificing defensive magic weapons, trying to resist this sudden attack, but the effect was minimal, and there were still figures falling from the sky......

The sudden scene made everyone on both sides stunned, looking at each other, all at a loss.

Just when everyone was at a loss, the wings of the cloud wings behind me shook, and the person appeared directly above the psychedelic array, and under the full operation of the poison network in the body, the entire canyon was directly shrouded in it, and all the green poisonous mist immediately turned into green thin lines, which I inhaled into my body, and then transformed into immortal yuan, and finally transformed into the power of thunder, and became a tonic for my cultivation.

When the gray-robed old man saw this scene, while desperately resisting the falling thunder, he shouted in disbelief: "Who are you? As a demon, why would you help the people of the fairy realm! ”

At this time, the green poisonous mist in the valley had been almost absorbed by me, and the green silk that shrouded me gradually faded, revealing my face, and behind me, Yan Fanrou also took off her cloak, holding the Sky Shattering Hammer in both hands, and was helping me protect the Dharma with a vigilant face.

In the valley, there were some unknown Yan Luo and others, after seeing my appearance, they were all stunned, and Yu Zirou on the side exclaimed with a look of surprise: "It's Rou'er, husband, it's our Rou'er!" ”

"It's Brother Zhao!" After being stunned, Pan Long also reacted violently and shouted excitedly.

Yama's face was a little ugly, when I was devoured by the demonic energy, and my body had some changes, he concluded that I had fallen into the demonic path, and even strongly suggested that I be killed, but now, a person he once wanted to kill, not only brought back his only daughter, but also resolved a battle that was bound to be lost, which has to be said to be a great irony.

And just as they sighed in their hearts, I looked up to the sky and laughed, and said aloud:

"Haha...... In such a big battle, how can I be the master of the Immortal Fan Sect! ”

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