The minotaur looked happy and said:

"Hehe, since the old man is not here, then I will be good for you for a while."

As the words fell, his figure flashed, and the huge bull body smashed into the same battle like the overwhelming force of Mount Tai.

The latter's body moved slightly, and he was able to dodge, and then fought with the bull demon.

In the strong demon aura, more and more demon clans came out.

"Swear to follow the Wolf King!"

"Rush, rush out of a bloody road, and we will be free."

The faces of the monks surrounding the Demon Suppression Tower were extremely solemn, and there were many demon clans suppressed by the Demon Suppression Tower.

And the strength is extremely strong, and the demon clan that can survive the transformation of the Golden Cicada Temple itself belongs to the stubborn and extremely demonic demon clan.

As many demon clans rushed out, several breaths of the Void Realm rose from the dense fog.

"Shhh

A strange-looking man walked out and took a big breath, his face showing a look of great enjoyment.

"Is this the breath of freedom? I miss it so much! ”

Tong Qi's face changed slightly, he knew this demon clan - Yuankong, proficient in the way of space.

It is rumored that the Sky Devouring Beast clan came from the extreme west to the Daqing Dynasty to train.

I remember that when he was still a disciple of the Cauldron Realm, Yuan Kong attacked the Golden Cicada Temple alone.

He is proficient in space, and his speed is extremely fast, no one can catch him at all, and several masters of the Void Realm have not caught him.

More than half of the dead and wounded in the temple were surrendered until the master uncle made a move and was locked up in the demon suppression tower.

Tong Qi never expected to have the opportunity to meet him.

On the side, Tongyu also looked pale and said lightly:

"It's him, he's still alive."

Back then, Shi Shuzu directly beat Yuankong half to death and threw him into the Demon Suppression Tower, and everyone thought he would die.

And he didn't.

"Qingheng, it's time for you to make a move this time, can you deal with it?"

The ordinary monk behind Tongyu nodded and said:

"Leave it to me!"

As he spoke, he took a step, and his figure flashed and appeared directly in front of Yuankong.

"Donor, please stop."

Yuankong's face darkened, and he said:

"The Way of Time, I didn't expect that there was a master like you hidden in the Golden Cicada Temple."

Qingheng just said lightly:

"Don't struggle, it's pointless, if the donor sincerely converts to my Buddha, maybe there will be a chance to live."

"Poof."

Yuankong smiled.

"Taking refuge in Buddhism? Where do you get your confidence! Since the seal of the Demon Suppression Tower has been broken, it shows that today is the catastrophe of the Golden Cicada Temple.

You're the one to worry about. ”

After speaking, Yuan Kong laughed again.

Qingheng just shook his head slightly, and said lightly:

"What if someone deliberately destroyed the Demon Suppression Tower?"

Yuan Kong's smile was obviously stagnant, and he didn't know why he felt that what Qing Heng said was true.

He suddenly felt creepy.

But at this point, he had no choice but to say strongly:

"Hmph, it's useless to tell me this, I'll send you to see the Buddha."

As he spoke, his hands suddenly grabbed forward, and a large number of spatial cracks appeared around Qingheng.

"Sting!"

The robe on Qing Heng's body cracked in response.

In the next second, golden light burst out from his body, turning back time.

The Dao robe on his body returned to its original state, and the spatial crack disappeared.

Qingheng shook his head and said:

"You have chosen a way to die!"

The way of time suddenly exploded, and Yuankong fell into confusion, and his movements were somewhat stagnant.

Qingheng seized the opportunity and slapped it forward with one palm.