Chapter 367: Killing the Silver Lotus
Wuguan.
Behind Yinlian, who was like a demon god's black magic form, stretched out his palm, grasped it in the void, and pinched the red tassel spear that flew quickly.
Almost with a slight fold, the red tassel gun broke in two.
The white jade spirit Jiao's pupils were like the sun and the moon, and with a roar, lightning struck.
Yinlian was in the wind and thunder, and she was still in the mood to laugh, raised her hand a little, and the demonic qi wrapped around the spirit Jiao, strangling its body, if the spirit Jiao had a substance, I am afraid that it would have been drenched in blood a long time ago.
"Lord Demon Lord seems to have some strength left, kill the others first, and the law will naturally be shattered."
Yuan Jin watched this scene, the thoughts in his mind flashed rapidly, and he made the right decision.
He folded his hands and pulled them apart, and he pulled out a black magic sword.
The blade is domineering, the cold light is shining, and it is impossible to avoid!
"Be careful of the magic weapon in Yuan Jin's hand! If it is injured, the demonic energy will infect the original god, which is very tricky. β
"I'll intercept Yuanjin, please punish the demons!"
More than a dozen Avatar Cultivators took a step forward at the same time, flying in all directions, surrounding Yuan Jin.
"Demon Lord Yinlian will die today, you don't want to save him!"
"Column Ten Pure Yang Heavenly Punishment Great Arrayββ"
The ten monks tacitly made Taoist mudras, and in unison: "The array is cracked in front, pardon the heavens and the earth, and descend - the power of demon subjugation!" β
The towering pillar of golden light rose from the ground, forming a trap, and the rune paper on the pillar flew and the spell seal flew.
Yuan Jin felt an indescribable depression fill his heart, he clenched the long knife hard, the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out, and his blood spurted.
"Ahh Yuan Jin looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, his eyes were red, and he rushed out with a knife.
Bang!
The golden pillar of light shook violently, and all the monks raised their swords in their throats, but the pillar of light stood still.
The spell wrapped around the pillar, and after a few moments, the crack in the pillar of light was mended.
It's just that he didn't wait for everyone to be happy for too long, Yuan Jin's exposed skin turned black, his arms swelled up, and became as thick as an ancient stump, he stretched out his hands, lowered the chassis, and hugged it hard.
The golden pillar of light was actually pulled up by him!
"It's crazy."
"I didn't expect the demon clan to unite so much, he would rather die himself than save the Silver Lotus Demon Lord."
"Don't give him a chance to escape!"
With a shout, everyone came back to their senses and continued to use their means.
"Town!"
The powerful power of heaven and earth fell suddenly, and the spells on the golden pillar of light became brighter and brighter, Yuan Jin suddenly felt strained, his arms were numb, and he watched the uprooted golden pillar fall back.
"Nope! I must not let go! Yuan Jin roared in his heart, and a strong aura erupted from his body, pulling out the mountain!
The spell began to attack Yuanjin, his black skin left the scars of the charm, his armor was torn, but his heart was intact, bursting into flames, giving him a steady stream of strength.
Yuan Jin pulled up the pillar of golden light, even though blood kept flowing from his mouth, and his eyes were as bright as cold knife light.
"Give it back to you."
Yuan Jin pulled the corners of his mouth coldly, and threw the golden pillar of light hard, and the terrifying spiritual power coercion made everyone change color.
A slender flying sword resisted the pillar of golden light, and in an instant, it pierced the pillar body and flew out from the other end.
The behemoth golden pillar shattered under such a slender sword, and golden light flew all over the sky.
"Miss Rune."
Fu Zhu lightly bowed his head, and with a move of his hand, he recalled the flying sword, and the sword flew out.
Her figure was like a remnant cloud, and she rushed in front of Yuan Jin in the blink of an eye, Yuan Jin was jealous, and she didn't dare to be conceited, and she could easily dodge this sword.
Fu Zhu whispered: "Rotate the true spirit, turn the doom into disaster." β
Suddenly, the pure light shone from the gloomy sky, and under the clear light, the aura on Yuan Jin's body plummeted!
His cultivation descended from the Demon Lord to the Sub-Demon Lord, and then to the realm of his ordinary life.
"Lord Yuanjin, we're here to help you!"
The demon soldiers charged, and Yuan Jin didn't have time to stop them.
"Ahh It's hot!"
"I feel like my soul is burned!"
"Lord Yuanjin, I'm so miserable, so painful!"
It's obviously a cold glow like a bright moon, why is it so hot?
The burning sensation, from the inside out, eats the bones and eats the heart!
Countless demons ended their lives in wailing, and the amount of yuan was swollen like a bulge of a dragon's dragon.
He was also uncomfortable, his face was distorted and crazy, gloomy as water, and he shouted arrogantly: "Solve this clear light technique!" β
Fu Zhu swung a sword, and the demon clan behind him couldn't bear this sword.
Yuan Jin's expression was heavy, and the momentum around him changed again, and a layer of red light floated in the black skin, and the black and red colors were entangled, which was extremely weird.
At this moment, a figure blocked in front of Yuan Jin, reaching out a little to dissolve the unstable energy on the edge of his self-explosion.
"Lord Demon." Yuan Jin opened his mouth, his expression moved.
A small lotus flower was born in Yinlian's palm and handed it to him, "Go, take everyone out." β
"But you, my lord." Yuan Jin's eyes were red, and his tone trembled, "You only have a three-petal true body, and it's really not worth it for us." β
"Please take back the Demon King's true body!"
"We don't need His Highness to save us, it's our glory to die in battle!"
"Please take back your true body!"
The demons shouted firmly in the pain of being burned by Qingguang.
Yinlian turned to face Yuan Jin, stretched out her hand and nodded at the center of his eyebrows, and repeated indifferently: "Take everyone out." β
Yuan Jin closed his eyes with a dead heart and respectfully received the order: "Yes." β
The figure of the silver lotus in front of him turned into a huge lotus petal, blocking in front of the sword qi.
Fu Zhu's sword qi suddenly collapsed.
The neon is short-lived, but the sword aura is eternal.
Fu Zhu swung out a sword again, boundless sword qi, self-generated, and scraped the lotus petals into sword marks.
The sword shines brightly, the snowflakes are white, and the jade is like mud.
The anemone petals finally couldn't withstand the sword qi and exploded, Yuan Jin's eyes were bloodshot, and he clenched his fists.
On the other side, Yin Lian, who was surrounded and killed by the Fa Xiang, oozed blood from his mouth, he raised his hand to wipe it, and smiled faintly.
Sure enough, the peerless sword immortal.
"Fu Jiang, shoot!"
Helian Red Makeup commanded, the air around her fluctuated slightly, and a person stepped out of the void and appeared on Yinlian's back, with five fingers like blades, inserting into his body.
At the same time, Elder Yunlu beside Concubine Chu's heart also moved, and a Buddha light pestle pierced through Yinlian's chest.
Yinlian slapped Feiyun Lu with one palm, held Fu Jiang's hand with her backhand, broke his tendons, pinched his neck, and twisted it to the right.
Fu Jiang's face was always calm, he was a knife, and the moment he appeared in front of people, it was the beginning of the countdown to his life.
After solving the two of them, Yinlian's figure was shaky, a little trance-like, and she couldn't even react to the palm of the golden body, so she didn't avoid it.
"Demon Lord Yinlian, finally dead."
I don't know who said with relief.
Everyone was in a relaxed mood, and they killed the Silver Lotus Demon Lord, their casualties were too serious, and they didn't know if it was worth it.
Between heaven and earth, there is a two-petal lotus flower floating, extremely lonely.