Even though the god of death was already beckoning to Zhuang and the threat of death had come to him, he still had a calm face, and if he looked carefully, he would find that there was a different brilliance in his eyes at this time.

Just when the eight sharp spider feet of the Thousand-Faced Demon Emperor were about to unload Zhuang Xuan with all their strength at the same time, a silver light lit up at Zhuang Xuan's dantian, and then shot out at an unparalleled speed, and the terrifying energy pierced through the void and bombarded the Thousand-Faced Demon Emperor.

"Not good!" The Thousand-Faced Demon Emperor never thought that Zhuang Ji would deliberately lead himself closer, and when he was about to kill the other party, he was also the most relaxed moment to use this fatal blow.

"Huh!" The silver sword qi surged, passing through the left shoulder of the Thousand-Faced Demon Emperor, splitting the void in half, leaving a long black mark of cold and hollow.

"Uncle Shi!" However, although Zhuang Xuan's hand brought serious injuries to the Thousand-Faced Demon Emperor, he directly paid for his life, and was torn apart alive by the Thousand-Faced Demon Emperor, and was dismantled.

"Kill, give this emperor to step on this Qingyun Peak!" The Thousand-Faced Demon Emperor's face was gloomy, if it weren't for the fact that she had just reacted quickly and forcibly moved down a few points, she let the silver sword qi hit her left shoulder instead of her left chest.

But even so, she was still seriously injured, don't look at the silver sword qi is inconspicuous, but it is the essence of Zhuang Xuan's lifelong cultivation, the Thousand-Faced Demon Emperor understands that it is difficult for her to completely heal her injuries if she does not cultivate for half a year and ten months, so she is even more annoyed and angry.

"Damn, the emperor still underestimates you. Although the Thousand-Faced Demon Emperor had already dealt with Zhuang Xuan with her own hands, she was still extremely angry in her heart, feeling annoyed by her underestimation and carelessness.

At the same time, the Qingyun Peak below had already become a Shura battlefield, and countless disciples of Yunding Mountain Villa were wantonly slaughtered by the demon clan, and even Sun Zining and Chen Bin had already died in battle.

Zhao Xingyi's face was gloomy, and a sword pierced a demon king powerhouse in the early stage of the Divine Dao Realm, and turned his head to Situ Yu and Murong Ying: "Third Senior Brother, you escort the little junior sister to leave, go to the seventh junior brother, and prevent him from returning to Qingyun Peak." ”

"Senior brother, I'm not leaving. Murong Ying saw her master Zhuang Xuan die at the hands of the Thousand-Faced Demon Emperor, and was even unloaded into eight pieces, and she couldn't stop crying. She thought that she could finally start a new life, but she didn't expect the tragedy of Genting Hills to happen again in front of her eyes.

"Let's go!" Zhao Xing also shouted, and his body shot out, fighting fiercely with a late-stage demon king of the Divine Dao Realm who flew in.

"Little junior sister, listen to senior brother, let's go. Situ Yu's eyes had become blood-red, he wanted to kill all the demon clans in front of him who trampled on and ravaged Qingyun Peak, even if he knew that the outcome would be death in battle, he still did not hesitate. However, he glanced at Murong Ying, and he understood that he couldn't be willful, he had to follow the words of his senior brother to escort Murong Ying to escape safely.

"Hehe, if you want to go, you're too naïve. Before Murong Ying could reply, a sarcastic voice sounded in the ears of the two.

Situ Yu's heart jumped suddenly, a strong crisis hit his heart, he instinctively turned around and swung the knife, the long knife slashed through the void, and the blood lotus bloomed.

Bang!

The long knife trembled, and Situ Yu's whole body flew out directly, slamming heavily on the ground, coughing up blood in a big gulp.

"Hey, a martial artist in the early stage of the Shinto Realm was able to take my full blow. Two figures fell in front of Situ Yu and Murong Ying, these two people were none other than Night Crow and Xiong Fei, and the person who had just made a sneak attack was Night Crow.

"Divine Dao Realm Great Perfection!" Situ Yu's heart sank, he immediately guessed the other party's realm, not to mention a martial artist of the Divine Dao Realm Great Perfection, he was completely unsure of how to deal with it, not to mention that two appeared at once.

"It seems that we are going to die today, but unfortunately we can't send the little junior sister away from Qingyun Peak safely. Situ Yu's expression was calm, and he reached out to wipe the blood from his mouth.

He held the knife in both hands, and streams of blood-colored spiritual power full of bloody smell burst out from his body, heading straight into the sky.

"It's so murderous. Xiong Fei looked at Situ Yu, who had completely erupted in front of him, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"This murderous aura is indeed amazing, but the gap in strength is the gap, and it can never be bridged. The night crow smiled gloomily, drew out its body, flapped its wings, set off a monstrous spiritual power, and flew towards Situ Yu.

Situ Yu took a few steps forward suddenly, the blood-colored lotus rose under his feet, he swung his hands forward vigorously, and the long knife cut through the void and slashed towards the night crow.

Thundered!

A huge storm of spiritual power swept away, crushing everything around it to pieces, and countless living beings died.