Once upon a time, the demon cultivator was ambushed by Kaba and the demon hunter, and ran away like a lost dog in the demon hunting forest.

Once upon a time, the demon cultivator was like a frightened bird, hiding when he saw the figure of the demon hunter, fleeing when he encountered the demon general, and even found a low-level demon spirit without an owner, and his heart trembled a few times.

Once upon a time, Demon Cultivation was in the mouth of the demon hunter, and it almost became synonymous with cowardice and prey, let alone fighting with it, and he didn't even have the courage to face it.

Once upon a time, the demon cultivators were trapped in the Golden Mountain from all directions, and the demon hunter did not stop it with all his might, but deliberately promoted it.

In their eyes, the demon cultivator has become a seed of the dead race, a slave of the extinction, no faith, no future, only waiting to sink in torment, like a fruitful pastoral field about to be harvested.

The scene that appeared in front of him shocked and angered all the demon hunters who were watching the battle, until they were speechless in shock. On the contrary, on the top of the Golden Mountain, the two demon monks had solemn faces, as calm as the water of an ancient well, and the sea was sinking into the sand, and there was no expression to be seen.

Seven of the most brilliant fireworks bloomed in the sky, and the locations chosen were the places where the demon hunters could inflict the most damage, and three of them, like the old man, had only half or even less of their bodies left.

But they are not dead, their primordial gods are still there, there is only one breath left, as long as they are not sealed, they have the monk's most heroic method: self-destruction!

No matter what kind of monk, even demon beasts are included, self-explosion is always its most powerful means, burning and releasing mana at one time, it is not comparable to the magic power of Taoism, nor can it be reached by magic weapons and treasures, it can be called a breakthrough, a breakthrough beyond its life level.

And the same self-explosion, the self-explosion of this batch of demon cultivators is different, without exception. Each of them had cast a supernatural ability that could instantly improve their cultivation, which was what Thirteen Lang had seen before, and Tu Yu and the other monk had used.

The demon baby turns his mind and hugs the world!

"This is not a supernatural power, this is a forbidden technique!"

In the distant sky, a demon hunting elder let out a low roar. Looking at Jin Shan's gaze was no longer as arrogant as just now, but revealed a little surprise.

Thirty demon hunters, even if they die, it's not a big deal, but the question is, if the demon cultivators are like these people, if they want to take down the gold mountain, what kind of price do demon hunters need to pay?

What kind of gains can be exchanged?

The people around him thought of this question at the same time, their faces turned pale, and the eyes of some people became frightened. Begin to pray in your heart that the next wave will not be your turn.

The so-called forbidden art refers to the supernatural powers that are recognized by everyone and are not good for the monks and even affect the monks' inheritance. There are many types of it, and the most common one is to use an irreversible way to improve cultivation in exchange for an increase in combat power.

There is no doubt that forbidden art is indeed detrimental to the long-term development of mankind. But it can't be lost, on the contrary. Almost every surviving race, sect, and even family has a set of fighting methods, which are dedicated to fighting to the death when there is no way out.

And directly extracting the origin from the Yuan Infant, in exchange for cultivating to improve and then self-destructing, the demon cultivation will undoubtedly carry forward the forbidden art to the extreme, and also destroy itself to the extreme. Completely turned into nothingness.

There is no chance of reincarnation!

is so ruthless and vicious, who can compare?

How did you take half of the country? A small picture, Demon Cultivator explained it with the most powerful answer, and showed it in front of every demon hunter.

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On the battlefield, the battle did not end because of the self-detonation of the seven demon cultivators. The situation is completely different from before, and it can almost be described as earth-shattering.

The violent impact swept in all directions, and the one who endured the most was undoubtedly the young woman in green and the ghost slave who was refined by the soul and was known as gluttonous.

What gluttony, what soul, what refining the most powerful demon general, all of them were not in her consideration; at this moment, the only thought in her heart was to retreat, retreat, retreat!

"Crazy, you crazy people!"

In the midst of the screams, the young woman cut off the link between the green mang and the demon cultivator and the ghost slave, and her body spun like a wheel in the air, and the green snakeskin-like clothes automatically fell off, turning into a thick dense cloud under its urging, setting up layers of blocks, and its body opened its mouth to spit out a bright star, and then spurted out a mouthful of essence blood.

A halo of light fluttered on the stars, and a pillar of light was faintly inserted into the sky, and looking at its position, it was impressively referring to the altar.

The naked young woman knew that when it came to safety, there was no place more reliable than the altar and the altar, so she didn't think much about it at this time, she waved her hand and fused the essence blood into the starlight, and the aura instantly bloomed, and a spatial fluctuation appeared around her, like a teleportation.

She was leaving, she didn't want to fight these crazy people, and she didn't want to resist the power of the old man's self-explosion with the burning primordial god, she just wanted to pay the price of some injuries and escape from this whirlpool.

"I want to go!"

A loud shout sounded from behind him, knowing that the old man was going to blow himself up, how could the great monk who was with him not make corresponding preparations; his body was still a thousand meters away, and he didn't have time to rush closer, so he ignored the two demon hunters who were attacking him, and raised his hand to the direction of the young woman.

"Chi Lian, kill!"

The index finger fell silently, and turned into a small snake as thin as bamboo chopsticks in the shaking, and its body bounced again and again, directly penetrating the kilometer space and appearing behind the young woman in green.

At this moment, the stars had unfolded, and the body of the young woman in green was fading at an extremely fast speed, but the ripples that swept like a wild wave had not yet arrived, and under normal circumstances, she would receive some impact at most, so that her life would not be in danger.

A hint of relief just appeared on her face, and an alarm suddenly appeared in the young woman's heart, and a chill emanating from her soul rushed straight to her brain, and she turned back in horror.

There was a red glow in front of her, intertwined with the brilliance of the stars, making it difficult for her to distinguish between them, and she didn't even know if this was her own magical power.

The red glow flashed, and a bloody hole appeared in the young woman's graceful chest, and the fishy smell instantly spread everywhere, and the starry light trembled, and it paused for a moment.

"No!"

With a howl of despair, the madness caused by the old man's self-explosion finally arrived, destroying the green fog and drowning it in smoke and dust.

In order to unleash the power of teleportation, the young woman used all her means, because it was not a formation. In order not to affect the teleportation effect, she didn't even dare to use the extra magic weapon, at this time, her protection was as weak as her body, how could she withstand the baptism of wind and rain.

The flood swept by, with a small pause in between. It was as if it had encountered a remnant reef that was trying to stop it in vain, and after ruthlessly destroying it, it continued to spread until it was 3,000 meters away!

The Great Monk blew himself up, and the Great Monk blew himself up after casting the forbidden spell, and the power was Ruos.

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Around, with the point of the self-explosion of the seven regiments as the core, the first to suffer were the demon spirits and demon generals who were not good at dodging, and they were all destroyed under the impact of the ripples; Some of them died in the subsequent interception, and some tried to get out in time, but in front of the demon cultivators who were twice as many as themselves, how could they still have this opportunity.

A place like Jinshan, as the demon hunter had scruples about before, has a great impact on everyone, and the demon hunter has that layer of light film protection, but the demon spirit demon will not have it. itself is impetuous, and his strength has plummeted. The killing and injury of the demon cultivator after the self-explosion then achieved unimaginable results, and after the seven clouds of smoke dispersed. There will be very few demons left, like zombies that have lost their souls, wandering around aimlessly until they collapse or fall to the ground.

After just this round of fierce attacks, most of the thirty demon hunters lost most of them. The remaining seven or eight people were all wounded, and they broke through in all directions, trying in vain to get out of this forbidden area of life.

They were scared, they were scared! The feeling in their minds told them that it was too unwise to fight such an enemy. If you lose, you will die, but what if you win?

Catch the opponent and refine the demon general?

Who knows which one will blow themselves up next, who knows what they will face in the next moment, and who knows if they will be the next to die?

Seven or eight figures fled for their lives, and several whistling figures in front of and behind them pursued desperately, accompanied by roars.

"Avenge Mu Lao!"

"Avenge the blood brother!"

"Avenge my brother!"

"For the sake of the demons, revenge!"

In the roar, a large broken figure walked through the rocks, silently without a sound, like a ghost.

That's the ghost slave! That is, the ghost slave that the great monk retreats from! At this time, it is not the slightest arrogant and brutal, and its mung bean-like eyes are constantly flashing, and it actually exudes a bit of alertness. On its body, large chunks of flesh were peeling off, and one of its two sharp claws was blown away because it was protecting it, and the rest of the flesh was blurred, like a thick and soft snake.

Strangely, the self-explosion did not make him die, and it did not die because of the soul contract after losing its owner, but seemed to wake up, and was running through the rocks with great speed, quickly fleeing to its own camp.

It doesn't jump, it doesn't fly, it doesn't stand up straight, it looks like a tanuki, it's alert and silent.

It's a pity that it's not a tanuki after all, there is no such big tanuki in the world, no matter how cautious it is, it still looks so eye-catching, so attractive to hatred.

"Whew!"

The sound of the air tearing through its eardrums was heard in the whistling waves, and the howling sound contained a chilling blood and fierceness, and the monster suddenly stood up from among the stones, and instinctively protected its arms to its chest as it looked back.

A round black light screamed and swooped, rapidly magnifying under the gaze of the monster's eyes, passing through its no longer tight arms and gently brushing its neck.

Then fly away.

The monster was startled, and his heart felt a sudden cold, and he felt a little surprised.

"It's okay......"

The head rolled down, and the monster's particularly strange voice was interrupted, but the black light was extremely spiritual, and it shuttled through its body dozens of times in an instant.

Pieces of flesh and blood were cut off, a heel and bone were crushed, wisps of black light were extinguished, and the black blade was like a knife and not a knife, whether it was physical or mysterious, all were smashed into nothingness.

"Dead?"

Lu Mo's body appeared next to the monster's corpse and the pair of minced meat, recalled the bloody blade as red as black, and looked up at the demon hunter legion who was close to 10,000 meters away.

"It's supposed to be dead. ”

He raised his hand and made a gesture to wipe his throat towards the crowd of black oppressors, then silently turned around and walked towards the golden mountain step by step.

There was silence!

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...... (To be continued.) )