The Void Lord was only one step away from retreating into the Void Portal, to be exact, he was only missing his hand holding the sword, and the sword behind him.

The demonic body, which is constantly weakened by the low-latitude space, has lost so much blood that it has killed me. He could only drag his sword and retreat.

The demon has the pride of the demon, and he can choose to speed up, but it is just to make his figure look slightly embarrassed, and no one dares to laugh at this, because looking at the universe of all worlds, he is a well-deserved king.

But. He wanted to make his walk a little more relaxed.

It was this pride that made him inevitably suffer the next fate.

Daozu Xie Moling returned, and the laws of heaven and earth opened up a special space-time channel for him. He suddenly jumped out of the void. Pierce through the darkness with a bolt of lightning and instantly reach the abyss.

At the moment when the demon was about to retreat into the void portal, Xie Moling shook up his heroic spirit, and poured all his strength into the spear of the thief in his hand, and the tip of the spear burst into hundreds of millions of divine rays.

The tip of the spear was as big as a star, and it stabbed the palm of the demon's sword.

A perfect demon body, even if it is seriously injured, it will not be easily injured by the inferior, and it will not leave even a drop of demonic blood for the humble enemy.

It's a pity that the person who came was Xie Moling.

Xie Moling is not a person from our low-latitude space at all, he is the same as the demon, he also comes from the high-latitude space, but his world has long been destroyed by the Void Lord.

Roar!

An angry roar came from behind the Void Portal, directly shattering the light curtain of the Void Portal, and many hellbeasts died from the sonic impact of this roar.

The roar came from the Abyssal Lands and quickly pierced the Void.

Kunpeng just retracted his wings. Startled by the roar, he took off in a hurry, let out a terrible wail, and shook off his feathers the size of a cloud.

Those human warriors who fell on Kunpeng's back, the gods of the universe, were all shocked by this roar.

Jiang Xueyang was already injured, and at this time, a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

The furious concubine, her mind had already been lost, and she was suddenly startled by the roar, and the godhead instantly cracked.

Yuan Rui's eyes were splashed with blood, and the glowing candles each let out a mournful roar.

Xie Liuyun was even more miserable, his soul was directly out of his body, if it weren't for Nanhua Zhenren's quick extradition of congenital yin and yang qi, he would not have escaped the danger of his soul scattering.

……

Those warriors who had little left in the human world, the primeval gods, were also killed again in this roar of demons. Almost all dead and wounded.

And my demon path, the dark dragon who originally didn't know life and death, also heard a mournful roar that resounded through the sky from the abyss, the dragon body was completely destroyed, and the dragon soul was stored in the dragon ball.

The dragon ball shattered, and only a few fragments of divine thoughts were left to converge into the original form of the Xiangliu Great Snake, and it escaped from the abyss in a meandering way, and its cultivation was completely destroyed.

Jiang Xueyang stretched out her palm towards Liu Zhirong, and she curled up in Xueyang's palm, just like Nanhua was holding the remnant soul of Kunpeng in her palm.

"Zhirong ......" Xue Yang's tears fell like rain.

There are not many demon generals left, and although Liu Zhirong still has a remnant of divine thoughts at this moment, she will never lose the courage of the dark dragon.

The Qingqiu Fox Clan is also guarded by wind and frost. And the Xiangliu clan has no one to protect them.

Xiang Yanagi, Xiang Yanagi.

This sincerity can crack the gold stone.

"Nanhua. Is this his roar? The concubine turned her head stiffly, looked at Nanhua indifferently and asked.

"It's him, he's hurt. I've never seen him bleed, let alone witness his defeat, and now he's really hurt...... It's simply impossible. Nanhua Zhenren said.

"Alas, the life of the former Demon Dao Patriarch has long been a legend. Sure enough, there are some things that only he can do. Empress Ziyu sighed.

"Why, in your eyes, my Xie Lan is far inferior to him?" She frowned and glared at Zi Yu.

"Your Majesty the Grim Reaper, I have no intention of doing so." Empress Ziyu didn't know what was wrong until she finished speaking, and apologized in panic.

"Sister-in-law."

Xue Yang pronounced the name of the concubine. The concubine snorted coldly and ignored it.

There were only a dozen people left on Kunpeng's back, and all of them, including Nanhua Zhenren, were injured.

However, no one is willing to leave from here, they are all waiting for news from the bottom of the abyss.

The Void Lord's roar gave them some hope, and they hoped that Xie Moling could take the opportunity to repel the Void Lord and save the world that was about to collapse.

As for my life or death, no one dares to guess.

The entrance is broken, how can we survive?

……

In the Abyssal Lands, the Void Lord, who had almost completely crossed the portal, let out an earth-shattering roar.

With this roar, endless remorse arose in his heart.

The Void Lord who has never failed in his life. This time, I finally tasted the pain of failure.

He missed the laws of heaven and earth, and Xie Moling.

Looking back, the hand holding the sword was brutally nailed to the abyss by the spear of the thief.

He tried to grapple with the hilt again. But without the slightest strength, this sword was originally connected to his bloodline, and after absorbing the blood of demons, it would explode with endless divine power. However, no amount of blood flowed from his hand, it could not provoke a spiritual reaction from the sword itself.

This made him extremely chagrined, he should not have recast the sword in such a hurry. He is the Lord of Destruction, the Lord of the Void, and he can no longer have a perfect sword with the body of a perfect demon.

Because, perfection to the extreme is destruction.

He only needs a remnant sword, which is enough to face the heavens and all worlds, and the eternal void.

That was the biggest mistake he made today.

The Void Lord roared again, and from behind the Void Gate, a destructive wind swept across the Ten Thousand Worlds, sweeping through Xie Moling's body.

This wind of destruction once blew countless stars and dissipated with the wind.

It has also exterminated countless worlds full of life, wiped out all living beings, and created a desert of death.

When the Destruction Gang Wind blew towards the Demon Dao Ancestor, his skin instantly produced countless cracks, and his flesh and blood flew sideways, and he was blown into a scarlet blood mist by the Destruction Gang Wind.

Blow off his long hair, blow through his Dao break.

Even the flesh and blood were splashed, and the arms holding the gun were only white bones, and the white bones were almost blown into powder......

But he still firmly held the thief's spear and would not let go until he died!

The Void Lord's breath exhausted all his strength, and if he continued to stalemate, he would lose not only a sword, but also an arm, and even his perfect demonic body would fall here, and the Void Portal was already showing signs of collapse.

It was humiliation that he could never bear.

The demon retreated, letting go of his sword-gripping hand, allowing the tip of the thief's spear to cut his palm and withdraw from the Void Gate.

With a sigh, the Void Gate slowly closed, and the Hellbeast's roar died down.

"Ghosts and gods are in the dark, thinking about themselves."

Reciting this proverb, Xie Moling fainted in extreme pain.

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