"Bastard!" Shen Hao punched the stone wall in front of him fiercely, and the earth and stone in the square circle instantly turned into powder. In front of him was an empty hall, with no pillars, no torches, and a faint glow coming from a translucent crystal suspended in mid-air in the middle of the hall. And behind him, there were countless mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, and where he had set foot, there was not a single living life left.

Xin Su dyed dead. His deathbed murmur echoed in Shen Hao's ears through the barriers of countless spaces. It was not the first time that Shen Hao had faced such a parting of life and death, but his mood at this moment was still surging like boiling lava, and he wanted to break through the ground and burn it.

This is the final showdown between humans and the Nightmare Demons, and everyone who is willing to enter the Nightmare Realm together is ready to sacrifice. Xin Suran was the first, but by no means the last. However, the sorrow and anger of the death of his best friend were like poisonous fire, constantly scorching Shen Hao's soul that was about to get out of control, his arms that had always been steady and calm were constantly trembling, the huge and heavy demon slaying sword was stirring the air, and the viscous plasma of the sword body was constantly shaking off.

Shen Hao's footsteps were heavy, leaving a bloody footprint with each step, as well as a groove that the blade of the sword had dragged through. His breathing was also heavy, and almost every breath he exhaled was heavy with a bloody aura. Ever since he sensed the fall of Xin Suran, he gave up the idea of avoiding the battle, blocked the passage just now, and killed all the pursuers. Blood had long since spilled beneath his feet, and mutilated corpses filled the hallways. However, the anger in Shen Hao's heart still hadn't dissipated, and in the hazy light emanating from the crystal in front of him, he could already feel the powerful soul power that belonged to the Nightmare Demon King.

Shen Hao's aura at the moment was very strange, fluctuating sharply like a tide, and each fluctuation would make his momentum increase slightly, and a pair of eyes covered with blood on his face seemed to be soaked in these bloods, exuding a strange red light.

Walking in front of the suspended crystal, Shen Hao stopped, he stretched out his hand to touch the crystal, but the strange thing was that the crystal that seemed to be materialized was like an illusion, Shen Hao's fingers penetrated it without hindrance, but he didn't touch anything.

A hint of clarity flashed in Shen Hao's red eyes, but it was quickly hidden. He tilted his head slightly sideways as if sensing something, and after another moment, he took a step back and raised the Demon Slaying Sword high above his head with both hands s_⊕. 's muscles tense as if they had been commanded by some kind of command. The next moment, with a loud shout, the huge demon-slaying sword slashed heavily at the left of the crystal about a meter to the left with a whistling sound.

There was a tooth-aching tearing sound in the air, and a neat spatial crack suddenly cracked in the originally empty place, and pitch-black thunder flashed at the edge of the crack. Through this rift, there seemed to be a gray world on the other side, and in that world, it seemed that two figures were fighting fiercely.

Without hesitation, Shen Hao crashed into it headlong, and when his body forcibly squeezed through the spatial rift, more black thunder crackled, but in the end, it failed to stop Shen Hao's actions. After a few moments, the spatial rift began to slowly heal under the rules of time and space, and after another moment, the space returned to calm, leaving only the illusory crystal still flickering with a hazy glow

Above the ruins under Xin Suran's dying blow, the battle between the real person of Xuning and the arrogant demon king PR is heating up.

The real person who incarnated as Changhong took advantage of his speed to rotate rapidly around the PR. From time to time, their respective Taoist hands were shot out of the rainbow light, turning into wind fire and thunder and lightning to hit PR's body, exploding brilliant sparks.

"It's useless, it's useless! Is that all you have to do? What a disappointment for me! PR laughed arrogantly, and the scepter in his hand was thrown out casually, and the head of the scepter was accurately directed towards the real person who had just appeared on his right. Xu Ning Zhenren's face was solemn, his palms were wrong, and he met the opponent's scepter, and at the same time, a series of simple and mysterious Taoist mantras lit up under the skin of his arms, and this palm struck out, as if the void condensed into a huge handprint like a mountain, and slapped it towards PR with his head and face.

Different from Xin Suran's half-hung realm, Xuning Zhenren has spent a long time entering the supreme realm, although his subsequent refinement is limited, but his comprehension of the power of rules has reached the realm of transformation. Kunning Zhenren majored in rune soldiers, the art of rune arrays, and was good at fighting with groups, while Xuning Zhenren took himself as the tripod, smelting all kinds of talismans into the body, and forming a small world of heaven and earth in the body.

In addition, he can also mobilize the power of heaven and earth in the small world at will, triggering wind, thunder, fire and lightning to bombard the enemy, and he can also launch earth-destroying attacks in every inch of land.

However, this time in the face of PR, Xuan Ning Zhenren fought extremely hard, for some reason, after he was included in this gray space, the operation of the small thousand worlds attached to his body became extremely slow, whether it was to get the blessing of the power of the world or to call the power of heaven and earth to attack, it became quite difficult. As a result, not only did he lose his speed and attack strength, but the cost of each hit was more than several times greater than usual.

The technique of incarnating Changhong, which was originally as fast as lightning, was actually seen through by the other party, and when this earth-shaking handprint was struck, he suddenly felt a feeling similar to being evacuated from his body. Fortunately, this trick, which cost a lot of money, finally had a good effect. There was a thunderous roar in the air, and PR's body was like a fly being swatted by a fly, and it flipped out four or five somersaults in a row, crashing into the ruins below.

"Not bad, this trick has the meaning of diǎn" PR adjusted his body in time, his feet landed firmly on the ground, and the powerful impact force shattered the ruins and broken walls nearby, and the original ruins seemed to have turned into a gray sand dune.

"It's time to make a move, it seems that you've had enough, and it's my turn to make a move!" The fierce light in the eyes of the PR was sheng, and under a loud shout, he saw that the soil and stones under his feet were stacked at an extremely alarming speed, and in just one breath, a mound hundreds of meters high was built, and PR stood on the mound with his hands, which was actually slightly higher than the Xuning Zhenren who stepped on the void.

"Suffer death!" PR smiled evilly, and pointed condescendingly towards Xuning Zhenren, the huge mound made a loud sound of landslides and cracks, and the torrent of countless earth and stones was like a heavenly river pouring down, pressing towards Xuning Zhenren.

Xuan Ning Zhenren only felt as if the heavens and the earth had been reversed, and the pressure from top to bottom gave him the illusion that he could not resist. Fortunately, he is also experienced in a hundred battles, and he is extremely quick to respond to the battle. Seeing that Changhong could no longer dodge in time, he put his hands together at the moment, sang a trumpet in his mouth, and hundreds of mantra spells lit up all over his body at the same time, only to see his raised hands as the edge, and a faint long sword phantom condensed and formed on the surface of his body. Then the giant sword began to rotate, at first it was not fast, and you could still see the body of the real person in the sword-shaped phantom, and as the speed of the giant sword became faster and faster, the whole long sword was like a cyan drill, facing the mound that was pressed in front of it.

Xu Ning Zhenren's choice is naturally to use the method of diǎn to break the face, pr this move to cover the sky and cover the sun, and the momentum is like Mount Tai pressing dǐng, and after Xu Ning Zhenren just hit that big mudra, the small thousand world in his body was disturbed by external forces, and he couldn't draw enough strength to supplement his consumption for a while. In this way, if you want to fight hard with the opponent, you will never be beneficial, but if you condense the remaining strength into a single diǎn, then there is a great possibility of an attack that penetrates the opponent.

said that it was too late, and in an instant, Xuan Ning Zhenren stabbed into the earth mountain urged by PR with his sword. But at this moment, the corners of PR's mouth showed a sinister smile like a successful conspiracy.

"Click, click, click" Xuan Ning Zhenren had already burrowed into the mound, but just after piercing a few meters, his face became extremely ugly. The soil layer squeezed around his body contained an extremely strange power, which seemed to be the same origin as the power that could affect and weaken his strength in the entire gray space before, but the strength was thousands of times stronger than before.

Before, he could barely sense the small thousand world in his body, and he was able to use the power in it to bless his body, but when his body was covered by this layer of soil, the small thousand world in his body seemed to stop running in an instant, and he couldn't provide him with half help. With the strength of his own body, he barely drilled forward for more than ten meters, and his body could no longer move an inch.

"How is that possible? How so? "Xuning Zhenren was so frightened that the soul was scattered, the small thousand worlds in his body were condensed by him using the power of rules, but what kind of ability was able to suppress this power to this kind of Cheng Dù. Now that he has no more strength, the soil layer that was originally forced open by him is squeezing towards his body at an extremely terrifying speed, and after losing his forward momentum, he is driven by the volley of earth and falls downward, maybe in just a moment, his body will be smashed into a meat pie by this huge impact.

"Hahahaha stupid human beings, how can the real power of rules be completely controlled by you inferior creatures, and then accept death honestly" PR looked up to the sky and pressed his hands down, only to hear a loud "boom", the location where the earth mountain landed exploded a circle crater with a radius of several kilometers, and the successive earth mountains were also split at the same time, and the scattered dirt filled the round pit, and slightly raised a piece, like a huge mound.

"Huh?" PR's smile froze on his face, because it did not feel the death of its opponent, and at the same time, a feeling of extreme danger came to his mind. This made it a little incredible, because it didn't feel that there was enough to threaten its life among its opponents this time.

As if to confirm its premonition, the huge "mound" below exploded again, and a large amount of earth and stone rose into the sky like a fountain, and in this fountain of earth and stone, a blood-colored figure shot out like a cannonball. Before the person arrived, a powerful murderous aura had locked the PR in the air.