Among the Terran monks who fought against the demons, there were many familiar figures.

Tang Hangyu of Yuxu Sect, Shui Panyan, Xi Qinghua, and Zhao Peng of Qingyang City.

He Lang and Juhu of the Jinyang Sect, Feng Wanqi and Shi Qi of the Sumeru Sect, Shui Panying of the Biyun Sect and Shui Xiao and Changxuan on her side.

Qianliang, Changyu, Lei Hao, Lu Muge, Yi Shiliu of the Thousand Fu Sect......

The merchant sisters of the White Tiger Academy, Sheng Jiao and Sheng Yi of the Sheng family, Lin Xianyi of the Lin family, and the four members of the Wen family also participated.

These days, Gu Miao has practiced the Wen family exercises hard, and her cultivation has improved a lot.

When Yun Yan first slashed the demon clan, Yu Guang saw two figures that he had never thought would appear here.

Ling Hanyun and Wei Chengan.

The two of them held swords in their hands and killed red eyes in the demon army.

After Qingyu fell, Yun Yanchu didn't pay attention to the movements over there.

I didn't expect the two of them to be alive.

But it doesn't matter.

Yun Yanchu's figure wandered among the army, his eyes flying, looking for the location of the four demon lords.

The operation of the five-party artifact to seal the demon clan is similar to the use of the retrospective mirror of the 10,000-person blood sacrifice in Huarong back then.

Sacrifice, cultivation is preferred.

Yun Yanchu's gaze was on the four demon lords of the demon clan from the very beginning.

She wants to use the lives of the four of them to completely seal the demon world.

Wei Chi'an and the others still didn't know Yun Yanchu's purpose, and they attacked Qianming for a few days, and monks appeared in the rear of the army, and they were not unaware.

But for them, the most important thing is to break through the dry underworld and kill the reincarnation of the demon soul.

How the Terran monks resisted, and how the demon army suffered casualties had nothing to do with them.

The seal under the white dust cloth is gradually on the verge of crumbling.

Not far from the seal, three of the four demon lords stood together.

Ni Yin looked at the seal excitedly, as if he had seen the scene of the destruction of the world after the building was abandoned into the world.

Wei Chi'an and Wei Shi were behind her, not as excited as she was.

The roar of war continued to sound in his ears, and he put his hands on his laps, and his eyes were full of worry.

Wei Chi'an carried one hand behind him, his eyes were in the distance, and his heart was not here.

Listening to the screams coming from nearby, Wei Shi's hands tightened, and he suddenly opened his mouth and called softly, "Big brother." ”

Wei Chi'an heard his voice and turned around, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Wei Shi raised his head and opened his mouth, but he stopped talking.

"Say." Wei Chi'an saw his scruples.

"I always felt ...... It's not that simple. He hesitated, his eyes flickering with worry.

He didn't want to say such a disappointing thing at such an important juncture.

I can't help but worry in my heart.

Wei Chi'an narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and snorted lightly.

"Does Big Brother think so too?" Seeing him like this, Wei Shi frowned slightly.

Wei Chi'an pondered for a moment and put his hand on the back of the wheelchair that was released from danger, "No matter what, we have no way out, don't think about it." ”

Hearing this, Wei Shi lowered his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "Jin Jiao just ran to take revenge, and I don't know how long I can hold her back." ”

Wei Chi'an did not respond to him, but looked into the distance.

If they can really hold it off, why should they worry?

In fact, he knows better than anyone that with Yun Yanchu's presence, things will not be so simple.

……

In the middle of the battlefield, Yun Yanchu had just cut a bloody path and walked forward, when he suddenly felt a strong force attacking from behind.

Her eyes lit up, and her figure flashed away from the attack, and the dust flew up.

A large crater had been smashed into the ground, and it was burnt brown.

Yun Yanchu turned around and saw the figure that attacked him clearly.

Jin Jiao.

Jin Yang Sect's subordinates were defeated a few months ago, and now they are looking at themselves with a smile.

Jin Jiao's body exuded a powerful aura, a hundred times stronger than a few months ago.

This is the real Jin Jiao, the ontology and not the distraction.

There are so many souls haunting him on this battlefield, and on this battlefield, the dead people and demons are his nourishment.

And he did not hesitate to absorb them into his body.

"Yun Yanchu, I've been waiting for this day for a long time." Jin Jiao's blood-colored eyes locked on Yun Yanchu's figure, and demonic energy was surging in his palm.

Yun Yanchu flicked his wrist, shook off the blood stains on the sword, hooked his lips and asked, "Wait to die in my hands again?" ”

Jin Jiao was not annoyed, but smiled, "To be so arrogant in front of the Demon Clan, I should have thought that you were a member of the Shiyue Clan." ”

Hearing the three words of the Shiyue Clan, a dark light crossed Yun Yanchu's eyes.

Jin Jiao had a playful smile in his eyes, and the aura around him became more and more violent.

Suddenly, Yun Yan suddenly felt a familiar breath from him.

Jin Jiao seemed to have seen through Yun Yanchu, and raised his palm, "Do you feel it?" Your clansmen have very pure blood, but it's a pity that there is no inheritance......"

"You absorbed her spirit?" Yun Yanchu raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, I didn't expect that in addition to you, there would be a second one in this nether realm."

Jin Jiao showed a wicked smile, but he couldn't see a little anger on Yun Yanchu's face when the clansmen were sucked away.

The corners of Yun Yanchu's mouth twitched slightly, and his soul was torn into slag, and there was no afterlife.

She didn't deal with that person so frantically, but let Jin Jiao pick it up.

Yun Yanchu didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore, and said bluntly: "Is there anything else you want to say?" Without me, I will send you to the western heavens. ”

Jin Jiao didn't know that person was killed by Yun Yan for the first time, so she naturally wouldn't be angry because that person had no afterlife.

Listening to Yun Yanchu's words, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually stiffened.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yun Yanchu stopped talking nonsense.

Stepping out, a fierce sword intent erupted from his body, and the sword blade moved, slashing directly towards Jin Jiao.

Jin Jiao's eyes changed, and a majestic force instantly converged into a claw.

There were wisps of weird purple-red light at the tip of the claw, and it grabbed towards Yun Yanchu, and the speed was astonishingly fast.

"Bang!"

Yun Yanchu swung his sword and slashed down, and the two forces collided together, making a loud explosion with a bang.

She tiptoed to the ground, her body shot out like a point, and the long sword in her hand slashed through the void, directly taking Jin Jiao's head.

Jin Jiao's eyes flashed, and a black mist condensed on his palm, heading towards Yun Yanchu.

Yun Yanchu's sword momentum was stunned, his wrist turned, and the blade of the sword swirled, directly slashing the black mist away.

Jin Jiao's pupils constricted, and his eyes were a little gloomy when he looked at Yun Yanchu.

It's just that he hasn't seen him for a few months, and he actually feels that Yun Yanchu's strength is even worse than before.

If it weren't for the suppression of the Heavenly Dao of the Nether Realm, her strength would have been far more than that.

Such a person may only be able to compete with Lord Demon Venerable.

Thinking of this, Jin Jiao wanted to switch from offense to defense, but where would Yun Yanchu give him this opportunity.

The Apocalypse Sword in his hand pierced through the sky, with a dazzling light, and attacked Jin Jiao with a thunderous momentum.

Feeling the power of Yun Yanchu's move, Jin Jiao's pupils narrowed slightly, his fingers moved slightly, and the surrounding black mist quickly condensed into a black sword.

"Boom ......"

The black giant sword and the long sword collided in mid-air, and the powerful energy swept out like a storm, surging in all directions, setting off bursts of raging waves, and causing the surrounding grass and trees to break.

Where the two fought, the originally lush trees were instantly crushed.

All of a sudden, dust flew in the sky, and countless monks were forced to retreat by this force.

When the dust cleared, the body of the Heavenly Apocalypse Sword in Yun Yanchu's hand sank into Jin Jiao's neck.

His eyes widened, and demonic energy spilled out from the wound, so thick that it almost enveloped the two of them.

Yun Yanchu looked at him indifferently, but saw his lips move, and said almost silently: "Yun Yanchu, give me a funeral......"