In that short period of a few minutes, thirteen charred corpses lined up in a circle, silently guarding the three people with gray faces, and outside the circle, there were the same number of huge corpses made of rocks and flames. The corpses of the three demons, scattered in the middle of these huge forms, were shrouded in a terrifying layer of red light, which were put together at a speed visible to the naked eye, and combined into three unscathed demons. Master Kuzen's face was gloomy, even his white beard was trembling slightly, the Wanxiang Disc in his hand had been completely shattered, and the reincarnation bead, lying in his palm, emitted an even more brilliant light.

"How?" Demon Liuli showed a demonic smile after his body was put together: "This entire space is a part of my body, and it is too easy to deal with you." As he spoke, the lava pool behind him tumbled violently, and a huge figure slowly crawled out of the lava waves, a group of monsters made of stones, with four hands and four legs.

They are not elemental creatures, nor are they elemental mimics, nor can they be monsters native to this planet, they are somewhere between creatures and secret creations, like entities formed by some kind of secret method or magic, and like living demons, they are immensely thick and powerful, and what is even more terrifying is that they completely ignore the rules of dueling, and even ignore all the rules of heaven.

In the team of seventeen people, there were only four people left in the blink of an eye, and in the stele forest behind the Kuzen master, there were screams, the sound of the wind beating, and the sound of brutal crushing flesh and blood.

"Thank you, for bringing us more fresh flesh and blood, which seems to be a little scorched, but it can still be swallowed. Demon Ruri said lightly, and she saw Wan Jianxin suddenly swing the long sword in his hand, and a terrifying sword light slashed towards her.

The Ten Realms Collapse King Slash.

The fiery red space suddenly darkened, layers of thin blue spiritual light shone in the air, the general trend of heaven and earth converged, wrapped around the blade of the sword, and a shocking killing intent with that simple action, thousands of troops crushed towards the three petite demons, however, without even waiting for the stout and bulky demon servants behind him to arrive, the ground between the three demons and Wan Jian Xin quickly uplifted, and continued to rise, conjuring an infinite number of huge shapes, and the sword light that was wrapped in the general trend of the world, little by little, layer by layer, piece by piece, wore and weakened, and finally blocked his stunt when the power of Wan Jian Xin was exhausted。

Just when Wan Jianxin had exhausted all his moves and had not had time to recover his vitality, the transformed lava giant, like a troll, suddenly stretched out a big red hand and grabbed it fiercely towards Wan Jianxin, actually pinching him to death in the palm of his hand.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly burst out, like the sharpest sword in the world, cutting off the giant's arm entirely, and the light not only carried the high temperature of flames, but even carried an indescribable terrifying power, almost instantly, the seven-person-high arm directly turned into nothingness.

Light Magic: Judgment.

Silver Dust squatted down without saying a word, inserted his hand into the ground, and after a while, without any reaction, he grabbed another handful of red sand and raised it towards the sky, expecting to see them turn into a handful of smoothies, but he could only be doused by the falling red sand. What he felt at this time was not the sorrow of the death and injury of his allies, not the despair of his opponent's immortality, but the panic of not obeying his command for the first time when he encountered his surroundings.

The mage commands the world in order to defeat all things. At this time, Yinchen had lost the ability to command this side of the world, and he felt as if he was in someone else's realm, helpless, and any action was in vain, so he could only sit and wait for death.

"Field......" he said in a low voice, unnoticed. He knew that he hadn't been killed just now because of the mage's special resistance, and that the chaos of the lava riot and the ensuing events were the first time that Demon Glass had really attacked their group.

Silver Dust only realized at this time that Demon Ruri didn't care about their moves, strength, or anything else. She wants to kill people and take revenge on all mankind, in fact, she only needs to find a way to make the secret realm like this realm move with her, and she can raze the human world bit by bit.

She is not destroying Luo Yuan, but she is even more terrifying than destroying Luo Yuan.

Yinchen looked at the charred corpses all over the ground, looked at Zen who couldn't hold back his tears, looked at Kuzen with a heavy face, and looked at Wan Jianxin who was almost crazy, and finally understood that even if these three demons had extremely weak resistance to water, light, and darkness, they were by no means as easy to deal with as he imagined, and they could even be said to be the most dangerous and powerful enemies he had encountered since birth, because they were in such an environment, in an absolute advantage that they could continuously replenish their physical strength and life, and even continuously create cannon fodder to drag them down。

If it is an ordinary environment, even if it is really a volcanic environment, Silver Dust can be temporarily changed by Red Frost and Cold Hell, and even use the witch power passed down by Chi You to turn the soil on the ground into ice and snow, and use ice mist to consume the enemy and change the environment, but at this time, he has no way at all, because he is a witch god, but the elemental channel has been completely distorted and even sealed.

At this time, he was like another form of divine martial artist, he could not rely on anything but the runes on his body.

However, she was still a mage, even in such an extreme desperate situation.

He was silent, almost deliberately hiding himself, combining a large number of runes of darkness and flame.

Behind him, a terrifying door of light unfolded.

The footsteps of the SS rumbled, and compared to the scattered and slow footsteps of the lava giants, the sound was filled with a murderous aura.

The thin body like a blade, the thick and powerful arms, the missile launcher fixed to the shoulders of the minigunner, the huge ammunition box behind the back, and the flat head like a plate, all exude the terrifying and exclusive puppet power of the puppet sect.

The dark golem, powered by nuclear power, came out of the golden door and came out indefinitely, the team growing endlessly, as if competing with the monster that was crawling out of the lava for numbers and prestige.

Kuzen and Zen's faces changed, and Wan Jianxin's eyes flashed with the brilliance of hope, although that brilliance was only fleeting.

The golem and the giant lava monster meet.

The assault of the machine guns naturally sounded, but it didn't do anything to grab a single shot at these lava monsters, and the dark puppets that had been invincible in the past seemed helpless in the face of these monsters that were purely solidified by lava.

The missile on the shoulder was launched, the cuirass opened, the nuclear reactor was overloaded, and the shaped energy run in the chest erupted into a bright yellow beam. The lava troll was hit by a missile and bombarded with high explosives, and was finally injured, but when it was illuminated by the nucleon shaped beam, it immediately fell apart.

"The machine gun was replaced with a blasting shell. Silver Dust's mind was spinning, and a huge black magic array lit up from the bullet feeds of the puppet's arms, and then the bullets that erupted from the machine gun could also cause significant damage in the lava troll's body.

However, the ground shook violently, and the golem was grabbed by the lava giant hand that reached out from the ground, and it was deformed and destroyed with a single pinch. Seeing this, the silver dust just flashed his eyes, and the magic in his hand changed, and those puppets that were about to explode and destroy directly turned into a piece of molten metal, flowing on the ground like muddy water, standing still for a second, and then reshaping their bodies like plasticine, turning into new, undamaged puppets got up and continued to fight,

The golden gate was closed, the runes of fire and darkness were lost in large quantities, and the fight between the puppets and the lava monsters became an endless reincarnation, and those puppets were really like the three demons, immortal and indestructible, infinitely restored, and the mage Silver Dust, when he saw his allies die, he was not as sad as Zen, not as furious as Wan Jian Xin, but used the most correct and scoundrel way to break this unsolvable situation.

Huge lava demon servants, each of them has the power of the Yuan Infant Great Perfection, and it cannot be wiped out by Gangfeng at all, so such a siege is a catastrophe for Hanshan Temple, but such a steady stream of troops, in front of the infinitely restored puppets, is still subdued, no matter how hard you try, it is impossible to get one step closer to Hanshan Temple.

Kuzen looked at the puppet who stood up from his side, indifferently ignoring the puppet he was firing at the front while charging, and he was full of emotion for a while, he was not completely ignorant of Yinchen's ability to manipulate the puppet, but he always thought that Yinchen was because of "Remnant Soul Sound", using a large number of remnant souls that could be obtained at will to control the puppets, just like those demons of the puppet sect, but at this time, he couldn't feel that these puppets could have a little bit of the breath of remnant souls, not even the breath of unjust souls.

They seem to be walking puppets pulled by invisible threads, as if they are props made of metal and wooden blocks in the hands of Jianghu artists, and there is not the slightest breath of gangfeng, blood sacrifices, torture or other cult rituals. They let out a sudden rain of bullets, like countless bird guns fired with the most ordinary gunpowder, and there was no blood light of misery and resentment attached to the puppet sect's detached swords, or any other mysterious and cold aura, they lined up in formation like the most elite soldiers, covering each other, and charging in groups, but they did not even have the weakest troops, because these steel creatures could not produce a trace of wind at all.

A bloody battle of death has become a stalemate like an endless loop, because the silver magician is infinite against infinite.

The three demons glanced at each other, and could only open their wings again that were restored by the red light, and each condensed a short sword on their hands, relying on the advantage of flight, and charged towards the three people.

They didn't know why they didn't choose to pay attention to Silver Dust, and at this time, as a legendary Silver Dust Mage, he had already mastered the ability to channel three rune-level powerful spells at the same time.

He crouched down first and inserted his hand into the ground again.

A circle of blue ice light bloomed, and in the next second, bitter Zen, Zen, Wan Jianxin felt a slip under his feet at the same time, and the surrounding air control suddenly became cold.

The red sand under their feet turned into snow in an instant, the air around them slowly precipitated cold ice crystals, and the suffocating feeling on their bodies that was still suppressed by the power of the flames suddenly disappeared, and the power they had been oppressed and denied suddenly burst out with all their might.

The blue-white light lit up in the following second, turning into a straight stab like a laser, and at that moment, the color of heaven and earth changed, turning into a kind of gray like winter.

The cold blade accurately pierced the soft and "immortal" demon body, and the ten thousand swords turned into Changhong, and the whole person carried his holy weapon, his sword skills, his mysteries, his battle intent, and his anger together, and passed through the body of the great demon, and the soft and soaking evil body was torn in half in that amazing sword light.

Blood splattered. In the lava pool, the light shone brightly, and a red light hit the flying blood, and the blood quickly outlined the figure of a woman in the air, and then it slowly and even with some difficulty turned into a new demon like a shadow slowly turning into a human form.

The two halves of the corpse that fell quickly decayed on the snow, and soon turned into two pools of useless black pus.

Wan Jianxin looked at all this, neither laughing nor fearing, but just watched quietly with the ordinary heart of a generation of sword heroes, quietly taking advantage of this time to calm down the vitality in his body and adjust his state to the best.

On the other side, the reincarnation bead in Kuzen's hand directly erupted into a gray-white light that almost illuminated the heavens and the earth, enveloping the entire demon glass that pounced, and then extinguished it in an instant. In that light, it was filled with the heavy wind that the Bitter Zen master had honed all his life, and the golden body was thirteen heavy.

The wind was like a transparent mountain, fiercely running over the body that was bright and soft on the outside, but infinitely evil inside, and when the light went out, the whole person of the demon glass disappeared directly.

However, just as the demon disappeared, a fountain of flames erupted from the lava pool, and the flames dissipated, and the figure of a new demon glass appeared in the sky.

She screamed evilly: "You are just dying like this!" Then her whole body turned into flames, and she pounced over, a pair of thin arms were full of fire, and the pink fist had already turned into two huge fireballs, which seemed to be extremely aggressive, but after all, she was no match for the Kuzen master's casual blow, and directly beat the whole person into a handful of blood mist.

So the fountain of flames erupted high again, and new demonic glass emerged, struck again, and was beaten to pieces again, and so on.

On the other side, the long sword in Wan Jianxin's hand was like the wind, and the sword light shot out straight out, like the sword of the wind, the big demon was cut into many small pieces, and the fiery red beams of light, exuding an unapproachable high temperature, fell on the constantly damaged body one by one, and the continuous recovery was also stalemate for a while.