The Dragon Demon Sword exuded a faint luster, dazzling, and a rich and terrifying aura permeated, and tens of thousands of ghosts and souls surrounded me. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Dragon Demon Sword has not yet had time to be fully absorbed, which has created a situation where my current image is like a mad demon dancing, very terrifying and hideous.

Even the Demon Emperor, Styx Ancestor and the others were staring at the Dragon Demon Sword, their brows furrowed, they had already learned about the strangeness of the Dragon Demon Sword from the mouth of the Shura Ghost King, but they were even more surprised to see it with their own eyes at this time.

The aura of that demonic qi was more terrifying than the demonic aura on their bodies, and the concentration of that demonic aura was even richer and purer than theirs.

"This breath is incomparably different from the breath in the Demon Blood Pool, could it be from the Fourth Realm?"

The Demon Emperor muttered to himself.

"Yes, I feel the same way, it's such a pure demonic qi, from this, it can be seen that the Fourth Realm is really a good place to cultivate, this time I must go in!"

Styx Ancestor's eyes shone brightly, and the demonic energy in his body surged, rising and falling, shattering the space around him.

"I can't let him absorb it endlessly, otherwise it might be a little troublesome!"

Demon Zunlou's eyes flickered and he said slowly.

"Okay, I'll kill him!"

The Styx Ancestor grinned, and then slowly stepped out, and the monstrous demonic qi swarmed, covering the heavens and the earth, and the heavens and the earth collapsed.

"I'll go!"

Duan Tiande said suddenly, his whole body also exuded an extremely strong Dao aura, layered on top of each other, showing a soft white color, which was extremely obvious in the demonic aura in the sky.

"Is that you?"

Styx Ancestor looked surprised, as if he recognized an acquaintance.

"Yes, me?"

Duan Tiande said in a deep voice, above the Dao Qi all over his body, the white luster squirmed, as if it had become gossip, Dao Bell, and magic sword, and there was a feeling of ascending Dao.

"Hehe, even if it's you, what can you do, you escaped back then, and even lost your wife, it's a shame, I'll give you a ride this time!"

The Styx Ancestor sneered, and said in a deep voice with a sneer on his face.

Hearing this, Duan Tiande's face suddenly became gloomy, and he slowly took a deep breath and said: "Originally, I should have died ten thousand years ago, but I have been living until now, just to kill you, today I finally waited, today is either me or you die!" ’

After speaking, the breath of the whole body exploded again, and the silver luster diffused, dispelling the surrounding demonic energy, like a sapling, constantly growing, and quickly turned into a towering giant tree.

"Die!"

The Styx Ancestor was finally impatient, and the demonic energy in his body surged wildly, and then one after another Yin Rivers began to emerge, spanning the air, and the Yin River flowed loudly.

These Yin rivers change shape all the time, sometimes like swords, and sometimes like war drums and contradictions.

Under the urging of the demonic qi, the Yin River flooded out of control, and then the two virtual weapons collided violently.

The difference is that one side is flesh white, the other side is pitch black, violent collisions, bombardments, lightning and thunder, violent storms, which deals with a rage.

But the flesh-white Dao weapon was at an absolute disadvantage, and there was a feeling of gradual extinguishment, although Duan Tiande was strong, he was still not an opponent in the face of the Styx Ancestor of the Ghost Venerable level.

It may be able to support it at present, but after a long time, it will inevitably be defeated, and the old locust tree also saw Duan Tiande's situation, and did not hesitate to join the battle group.

The demonic spirit is vertical and horizontal, permeated with arrogance, the old locust tree used all its strength as soon as it made a move, and became a towering giant tree, with lush branches and leaves, occupying hundreds of miles, each profession is as sharp as a knife, and the branches and leaves are rattling, cutting the demonic energy.

With the addition of the old locust tree, Duan Tiande was a lot more relaxed, and he barely withstood the attack of the Styx Ancestor.

But see, the Yin River is like an evil dragon roaring and roaring, the giant trees are towering and leafy, and the soft color Dao Qi is full of vitality, and the combination of the two has the effect of one plus one greater than two.

Duan Tiande's words also fell to my ears word for word, Duan Tiande actually had a grudge with the Styx Ancestor, although the specifics were not clear, but it was still an endless situation.

With my eyes flickering, I looked at the battlefield in the distance, the tens of millions of ghost armies on both sides were fighting together all over the mountains, the luster of the formation, the brilliance of the spell, and the fury of the secret method.

Every second is tens of thousands of deaths, and it's a battle between pinpoint and wheat, Mars hitting Earth.

Both sides have formations to help, and no one has been taken advantage of for the time being, and the major demon kings, the zombie Jiang Kun, the silver corpse, and the old demon of Montenegro are also berserk, killing red eyes.

But the number of the old monster corpses in the Nether Temple is too many, and they have joined together to inflict unimaginable casualties on us with the help of the formation.

In the end, Meng Po pounced fiercely with many masters, and a fierce battle immediately broke out, and at this moment no one had a way to retreat, and no one could escape.

Chong, or there is hope to live, but it's just hope, Xiao Zi, Liu Shishi, and An Ruoxi are all a little less naïve and a little more evil, and the outbreak of the small universe should not be underestimated.

The eldest and second uncles and the formation masters of the elf clan did not participate in the battle, but tried their best to control the formation, blessing us with amazing attacks and defenses.

As for the Qingfeng Red Willow Ancient Tree in the distance and the battle child of the Yinshan Ghost King, they are deadlocked, and no one can gain the upper hand.

The battle between the Cataclysmic Ghost King and Bai Qi is the same, and the battle between the Drought Devil Jiang Hao and the Seven Nights Demon Lord is even more ferocious, and the fight is turned upside down, but the Drought Devil Jiang Hao has gradually fallen behind.

So far, there has been so many battlefields where none of the outside has the upper hand, and the gap is indeed very large.

The aftermath of the battle has spread to 50,000 kilometers, and with the death of ghosts, the underworld is still shrinking, shrinking, and everything is spreading in the direction of destruction.

I took a deep breath, staring at the Demon Respect Building and the Demon Emperor with a flickering gaze, and sighed in my heart, this Shura Ghost King and the Rakshasa Ghost King have not yet appeared, but we have no extra strength to deal with it.

He shook his head with a wry smile and said in a deep voice: "Are you planning to beat me in a group, or do you want to fight alone!" ”

"Hehe, to deal with you, I'm enough alone!"

The Demon Emperor looked at me and smiled softly.

My pupils shrank, and I immediately said with a smile: "Where is your daughter Enchantress?" It's enough for her to shoot, I'm not even an opponent of her! ”

She's gone, and I don't know where to go! “

The Demon Emperor shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent.

Hearing this, my face froze, and I suddenly had an intuition that the conspiracy I felt was that the enchantress was operating behind the scenes.

The more I think about it, the more likely it is, the feeling that the enchantress has always given me is very mysterious, and there are false eyes, which is even more fearful.

"Zhong Kui, let me kill you with my own hands!"

The Demon Emperor said with a smile, and immediately the demonic qi in his body exploded, as if countless mountains were squeezing towards me. (To be continued.) )