Ye Cang looked at the ancient coffin, although he was afraid in his heart, he knew that if the weak did not close the ancient coffin, the power of the little demon king would be endless.

Ye Cang's eyes flickered for a moment, and he suddenly said fiercely: "Annoying, if you can open it, I can close it!"

"Gray donkey, don't fool me! Tasha, this is for me to resist! ”

Ye Cang roared and galloped towards the ancient coffin, the closer he got to the ancient coffin, the more turbulent the demonic qi became, and even condensed into substance.

Compared to before, the area around the ancient coffin has become a deep pit, and the ground has been eroded by demonic qi and turned into nothingness.

The little demon king chased and killed, and the black sword in his hand kept slashing, and the sword was incomparable, but all of them were dodged by Ye Cang with a word secret.

The sword slashed to the ground, shattering into a spider web, and you can imagine how powerful each sword is.

The bone patterns on Ye Cang's body are shining, although the black wing great demon bone pattern is not invaded, but the method obtained by Ye Cang is flawed, and the extremely rich demonic qi at the ancient coffin gradually consumes all the black wing demon bone patterns around Ye Cang's body.

The corrosive power of the demonic qi surpassed the limit of the bone pattern.

The demonic qi began to erode Ye Cang's body, like a powerful ghost, absorbing Ye Cang's qi and blood, and devouring Ye Cang's body.

At first, the bone lines could still resist, but when they got closer, Ye Cang's bone patterns began to shatter, his flesh cracked, corroded by demonic qi, and turned into blood.

Ye Cang's eyes were shining with a true phoenix phantom, and a nirvana fire was lit around his body, with a yin and yang diagram on his head, and the black rod in his hand smashed down.

"Bell!"

The 240,000 catties burst open, smashing the ancient coffin out of Mars, and the ancient coffin was smashed upside down and flew 100 meters and embedded in the ground.

"Boom!"

With unimaginable force, a large hole was smashed into the ground, and the rubble shot in all directions, and at the same time, the gap in the corner opened by the little demon king was completely closed.

Suddenly, the black sword slashed, like a black crescent moon, slashing down the galaxy, and the pitch-black sword qi slashed the yin and yang array above the head, and the sword momentum was devastated, falling behind Ye Cang.

The remnants of power are endless, cutting the earth apart, and even destroying the ancient trees hundreds of feet away, leaving a chasm.

Suddenly, blood flew, and a huge sword wound appeared on Ye Cang's back, and even his bones were cut open.

If it weren't for Ye Cang's final use of the word secret and his struggle to move away, this sword would have been able to cut off his head.

Nirvana was blazing, but the demonic qi on the sword wound on his back was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and the injury healed very slowly, Ye Cang's face turned white at once, and the true blood burned by the Nirvana fire made it difficult for his body to bear.

Thousands of demon shadows came to kill Ye Cang in unison, and the big bell that was originally suppressed by the ancient coffin was released, hovering above Ye Cang's head, protecting Ye Cang in it.

The loud sound of the sword colliding with the bell was so dense that some monks covered their ears, and some even shed blood from their ears.

The little demon king was arrogant and wanton: "Did you stop here?" ”

The little demon king came to Ye Cang, and the divine light on his fist shone brightly, like a meteorite falling, and smashed on the big bell.

The little demon king was like crazy, this punch was endless, and the power beyond the extreme realm bloomed, and even smashed his arm to the ground and broke it.

The bell roared, causing Ye Cang to vomit blood, and his internal organs were cracked open.

Ye Cang became even weaker at this time, the demonic qi on his back had not been removed, and his injuries were difficult to recover for a while, and it was difficult to compete with the heyday of the little demon king Yingfeng.

The Little Demon King is a kind of divine body, powerful and unparalleled, his angelic divine pattern absorbs demonic energy, can quickly restore the broken arm, and make his own power endless.

The swords, fists, and constantly fell, without stopping, to shock Ye Cangsheng to death in the big bell.

"This man is crazy!" Someone shuddered.

"The little demon king is unparalleled in talent, and the demon body is immortal and indestructible, who else is his opponent in this generation?"

The little demon king held the moon in both hands, and a pitch-black magic mountain was held in his hands.

"This bell can't save your life! Your qi and blood have been exhausted, and you can't hold this big bell! ”

Hug the mountain seal!

The Pitch-Black Demon Mountain is majestic, falling from the sky, destroying the withering and decaying.

"Boom!"

The black magic mountain shook the earth and smashed it down, the magic mountain pressed the entire bell into the ground, the space was shaking, and the magic mountain shook the earth apart.

At this moment, Ye Cang dodged from under the bell and escaped from the mountain seal.

But the little demon king immediately followed, took out a big bow, bent the bow and set up an arrow, and the bow and arrow forged by Shenjin pierced Ye Cang's whole person.

"The boy is going to die."

"It's a pity to be able to fight the little devil to this extent, ......"

Ye Cang held the black rod in his hand, looked at the little demon king coldly, and muttered in a low voice: "Am I going to lose again?" ”

"But as I said, I won't lose again! I also said, I'm going to kill him! ”

Ye Cang roared, regardless of his injuries, but rushed towards the little demon king.

The people around were silent, shocked by Ye Cang's bloodiness.

"Accept your fate, Cang, your blood is going to burn out!" The little devil laughed heartily.

Ye Cang fought with the little demon king, and the nirvana fire around him kept burning, and he hadn't given up yet.

Not far away, the gray donkey looked at the battlefield, the donkey's face showed worry, as if he was thinking about whether to take Ye Cang away, just when he hesitated, the little demon king was shot out.

The gray donkey roared excitedly: "His original blood has burned out, and the chaos blood has been revived!"

The Chaos Blood is arrogant, and only after his own blood is burned out will the Chaos Blood flow through his body and bloom with divine might. ”

A chaotic light rose from Ye Cang's body, reflecting his body like a god of war.

Even his eyes were changing, his eyes were originally with the ancient forbidden magic left by the Holy Pupil, and the blood of the Chaos Immortal Phoenix was urging the transformation of his eyes.

The little demon king who was repelled looked at Ye Cang in shock, and then shouted in disbelief: "How can you still have the strength? Your blood should be burned out. ”

The divine pattern in Ye Cang's eyes shone with chaotic light, and the ancient forbidden divine technique left by the Holy Pupil Gu was completely integrated with himself, and it was rapidly transforming under the nourishment of chaotic blood.

The chaotic-colored Nirvana fire was surging and burning on Ye Cang's body, turning the blood on his clothes, the demonic qi on the sword wound on his back, and even the demonic qi overflowing between heaven and earth into nourishment, and he was quickly recovering his body.

The sword wound on Ye Cang's back disappeared, new flesh grew, and the cracks on the internal organs also disappeared.

The little demon king was furious: "You gave birth to the Ancient Forbidden Divine Technique? ”

"Today, I am forbidden in the ancients, and I will not die or die!" Ye Cang roared.

The little demon king left Ye Cang and hurriedly galloped towards the ancient coffin that was shot out by Ye Cang.

But Ye Cang would give him a chance, the word secret was extremely fast, and he knocked the little demon king back a hundred meters with a stick, and quickly followed, pressing the little demon king to the ground and beating.

Ye Cang's fist was extremely bloody, and everyone trembled when they saw it.

"This man is also a madman!"

"The little demon king is actually invincible to him, that chaotic light, could it be that this young man is also a kind of god?"

And the gray donkey stepped on his limbs and grinned: "The Tong family's tactics have been borrowed by the lord, and the tactics in the "Three Thousand Dao Sutra" were born here, which deserves to be so bloody and crazy!" ”