"Poof!" A few muffled sounds came out, and as soon as the cold flame wave hit the edge of the red lotus, several snow-bright sword rays shot out from the lotus, and after a flash, it scattered the three-color fire wave like lightning.

Immediately, the red lotus completely burst open, and where the red light passed, the three-color cold flame finally shattered and collapsed, and the phantom of the demon thought reappeared.

However, at this moment, the phantom of the demonic thought was extremely erratic, as if all the energy in the body had been exhausted and was about to collapse.

"Fall!" Cheng Qian didn't give Demon Nian time to recover his mana, and rushed at the blue light giant lotus in mid-air with one hand.

The giant lotus roared with a loud bang and fell straight down.

Under the humming of such a behemoth, Demon Nian's face did not change at all, but his body suddenly turned into a black mist, and wisps of black silk fled frantically in all directions.

With a loud sound of the sky and the earth cracking, tens of thousands of black silk threads scattered out from the bottom of the green lotus, and almost at the same time, some kind of strange power appeared at the bottom of the giant lotus, which forcibly blocked the speed of the giant lotus's fall, making it pause.

Cheng Qian's face was gloomy, and he watched tens of thousands of black silks scatter, but he grabbed it with both hands and grabbed it downward, and the nearby heaven and earth vitality was instantly triggered.

The mastery of the cultivator of the refining period, the vitality attack!

Suddenly, dense points of vitality light appeared in all directions, and almost in the moment of condensation, these points of light turned into a mouthful of five-colored sword rays, densely chasing towards the black silk scattered in all directions.

"Puff puff puff ......"

I saw that in the low altitude of Fang City, the black silk threads that could be seen everywhere were burst open one after another under the pursuit of the five-colored sword light. Such a scene is extremely gorgeous, and the black light is intertwined and flashing in the sky, like fireworks blooming in the world.

But now all the monks present still have the heart to enjoy this scenery, and they all fled for their lives, and some even formed groups of three or five directly. Sacrifice the array flag to protect yourself, so as not to be entangled by the demons and die.

The old deacon of Fang City stood in the distance with a gloomy face, looking at the nearly a thousand monks, all fighting to defend themselves, and none of them wanted to help the senior of the Holy City.

This made him, a Terran monk of the Tianyun Continent, feel a little sad in his heart.

Of course, Cheng Qian was still fighting fiercely with the demons. It's not so sad to fall, but people's hearts are so cold.

"The law enforcement team of the Yuntong Merchant has given me orders to immediately support the seniors of the Holy City to capture this demon!"

The old deacon suddenly gave an order with the token in his hand, and then exchanged glances with another deacon. They nodded to each other.

Then the old man flicked his robe, and a red light flashed in front of him, and a row of dense red flying needles emerged.

"Go!" The old man's face sank, and he lifted his mana, and pinched the trick with one finger towards the red mang in front of him.

"Buzz!"

I saw a red light in front of the old man, hundreds of red thin lines emitted a burst of buzzing bursts of hair, and slender flying needles flew in the void, making a tooth-aching sound of breaking the sky.

The other deacon slapped the back of the head with one hand. The big mouth spewed out a mouthful of golden flying swords, and his hands changed and he snorted softly: "Splitting Sword Shadow!"

The golden sword shook and was divided into three. Three or nine, and after a while, the golden sword shadows were densely packed and not shocked, only to see him rushing towards the void, and hundreds of sword shadows rolled away towards the black silk in all directions.

As for those Fangshi soldiers who were not injured, although their cultivation was not high, they saw that the boss had taken action in person. They don't stare dryly, but they are also part of the human race. Now everyone is a grasshopper on a rope, once the predecessors of the Holy City have fallen. I believe that the immortal cultivators in the entire Fang City will not be able to escape.

At this moment, the master and servant of the Yuntong Merchant worked together to support Cheng Qian's killing demonic thoughts.

With the people of the Yuntong Merchant making a move, the pressure on Cheng Qian's side was immediately reduced a lot, and now this demon thought has reached the late stage of god transformation, but he doesn't know what magical power the demon mind has, which makes it difficult for him, a great cultivator in the late stage of refining void, to surrender.

Looking at the attacks surging from all directions, Cheng Qian's heart warmed, of course, he didn't have time to sigh now, he saw that his sleeve robe shook, and a white fairy sword was held in his hand.

"Heavenly Evil Sword Array!"

Cheng Qian's pupils shrank, he shouted loudly, and threw the white fairy sword in his hand into the air, and with a 'hum' sound, the white sword light in the void suddenly exploded, and suddenly tens of thousands of sword qi spread out in all directions.

Gradually, a huge sword array of white sword light filled the sky, directly covering the fleeing black silks in all directions.

"Ahh

"Senior save me!"

Almost at the same time, Yuan Ji's distraction seemed to be desperate, as long as he saw a monk blocking the way, a black silk that escaped rushed towards a low-level monk without hindrance.

Immediately, the low-level monk let out a creepy scream, wrapped in black gas, but in the blink of an eye, the screams of the monk wrapped in Nordic black gas stopped abruptly, and the black qi immediately dispersed, just now he was still a living person, and at this moment he was covered in no flesh and blood, leaving only a white skeleton standing on the ground without any support points.

"Oh no, don't let him get close to the creatures!"

Seeing this scene, Cheng Qian's pupils shrank and he immediately shouted, now that the demon mind is distracted, he has jumped over the wall in a hurry, in order to restore his combat power, all the immortal cultivators present have become his elixir for restoring himself, whether it is essence blood or true yuan, it is some that can be devoured.

If all the monks present were devoured by him, the consequences would be unimaginable, and it would definitely be even more difficult for this distraction to surrender at that time.

Cheng Qian's loud shout immediately saved a lot of people, although most of the monks were frightened, but it was instinct to flee for their lives, and when they saw the black silk rushing in, they dodged repeatedly.

Before the black silk could pounce on them, they were already caught up by Cheng Qian's vitality sword light, saving people and staying.

After half a cup of tea, the ten thousand black threads that had been distracted disturbed one after another, and under the rationality of Cheng Qian and some of the rest of the Terran monks, thousands were wiped out.

However, the team of nearly 1,000 monks was only a hundred or so left at the moment, and those little monks in the Qi refining period and foundation building period were slaughtered almost as soon as the black silk spread.

The remaining nearly 3,000 or so black threads, hovering nearby, suddenly converged together, forming an illusory figure.

At this moment, he couldn't see any expression on his face, just suspended in mid-air, his blood-red eyes looked at Cheng Qian coldly and said calmly: "Cheng Qian's hatred today, this seat is remembered in my heart, he will come to the spirit world in person, and I vow to slaughter the entire human race!"

"You dare!"

Cheng Qianhu was stunned, and he was about to make a move with a loud shout, but Yuan Ji was distracted and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, his cold and ruthless eyes looked at Cheng Qian from a distance, as if he wanted to remember it firmly, and then "Boom!" There was a loud sound of the sky cracking down!

Distraction self-destructed!(To be continued)R580