From the very beginning, there had never been a single instance of these alliances composed of many sects and Sendai fighting against demons that had been able to defeat demons head-on.

There are too many reasons for this, and that's how it ended.

With the departure of these seven Sendai disciples with their disciples, the rest of the people have no desire to fight with the demons at all, and they can't bear it.

In just half a month, one portal after another in the void was opened, and the breath of Sendai disappeared here.

On this day, Zhang Qing returned to the Tianhuo Mountain Range, and the cultivation of the Sendai Realm was no longer retained, and the burning meaning reflected the sky.

And it was also on this day that in the south of Zhangjia's territory, within a range of hundreds of millions of miles, endless demons poured in, and the cultivation world on that land ushered in the most terrible extinction.

Qi training, foundation building, and planting golden lotuses are all within the range of the demon's rations, and when the demons arrive from all directions, these people don't even know where to flee for their lives.

If monks are like this, what can mortals do?

The common people wept blood, the heavens and the earth cried to death, and countless human beings were buried in the blood of demons on this day.

The wind was mixed with blood, and the rain was stained bright red, Zhang Qing stood between heaven and earth, and there was a cry of horror and despair in his ears, and every human being who died in the mouth of the demon on the land was asking him for help.

The wind and rain brought those calls and pleadings, fears and prayers, to Zhang Qing's side.

Sendai is gone, and the demons are heading north unimpeded.

Zhang Qing stretched out his palm, and the rain dripped on the back of his hand and put it in his mouth, slightly sweet.

It's like chewing gummies.

So he looked to the south, and without those Sendai roads blocking him, he could clearly see the longing of the figures under the wind and rain.

Fall, get up, and fall.

There are still people struggling on that land.

"Perhaps, this is the way of the immortal path."

On this day, Zhang Qing went south, crossed the majestic rainy sky, and descended on that piece of heaven and earth.

In the void, vague shadows appeared in the torrential rain, some of them had wings on their backs, some had hideous heads, some had rolling thunder on their chests, and some of them screamed mountains and tsunamis.

The clash of thunder and flame, the center of heaven and earth, hundreds of thousands of rifts stood up in a day, and the collision of flesh and blood made the earth sink and the sky darkened......

Zhang Qing was like a god and a demon, facing many demons and demons, burning their bodies and bodies again and again.

The void is deafening, and the disasters between heaven and earth are endless, with the battlefield of eleven Sendai realms as the boundary,

The demons could not continue to move north in the aftermath of the terror, and many lucky monks in this land finally had a chance to breathe.

They looked back at the dark rift in the sky, then silently gritted their teeth and fled frantically in the direction of the north.

Someone was bathed in blood, and the injuries in his body made his mind dizzy, but the ground behind him was collapsing little by little, maybe it became a rift, maybe it became an ocean, in short, it was constantly urging him to escape.

One breath could see the endless hoarse grinning of demons on the other side of the sunken earth, and between their fangs, there was a bright red liquid, and there was flesh and clothes that had never been devoured.

Devil......

The thousand words of "escape ......" turned into the motivation for survival, and they didn't know if the existence that faced the endless demon alone could stop it.

When will it die.

Zhang Qing didn't think about this problem, he seemed to have become sluggish, ten demons, many of them were faster than him, every time they appeared around, they could shatter his immortal golden body, and the magic power of this Fighting Demon Buddha seemed to be becoming weak on Zhang Qing's body a little bit.

But he won't die.

Even in the face of the ten-headed Sendai demons, his path still shines brightly, and he has never fallen gloomily.

In his eyes, a snow-white flame poured out from the depths, instantly igniting the golden griffin in front of him.

In the pure white flames, the golden griffin howled wildly, its wings carrying mysterious veins, and swung a million slashes at Zhang Qing.

"Extinguish the fire!"

In the void, the voice of a thumb-sized insect returned, and the next moment, a massive amount of demonic mist poured into the depths of the void from the outside world, drowning the golden griffin.

It's just that the griffon can hardly be called golden, and under the pure white flames, its whole body has become charred, and its whole body exudes a fleshy fragrance that makes other demons salivate.

But fortunately, they are all Sendai, and they are still sensible, and the demons who have regrouped are coming to besiege Zhang Qing again.

There were six-armed giant apes swinging heavy punches at Zhang Qing, and the void matter was squeezed into hard keratin covering those fists, and in the face of these terrifying powers, the flames on Zhang Qing's body also turned into huge flame fists, the power of the Great Dao was unpretentious, and the attack of the fist was wrapped in the destruction of the world.

The golden griffin was beaten out of the real fire by Zhang Qing, and even ignored the burning of the wisp of the true fire in his body, and in the roar, a will comparable to Long Wei descended, trying to pierce Zhang Qing's soul. The most insidious thing is the thumb-sized worm, with the burning of Zhang Qing's immortal fire, the carapace on the surface of the opponent's body is golden, and then Zhang Qing feels the weakness of his whole body, even the Dao reflected behind him is faintly blurred.

Poison, even if Zhang Qing burned it with a flame, the poison was like a maggot to the bone, affecting his spirit and spirit, especially the power of the divine soul, which was turbid at this moment, and the subconscious made Zhang Qing sleep.

In the next moment, the crimson armor covered Zhang Qing's body, his eyes gradually became indifferent and godless, at this moment he turned into a pure killing machine, no matter how terrifying the toxin of the insect was, it was impossible to affect him when the gilded fire spirit heaven put on the armor.

Thousands of heavenly soldiers stood in all directions, in the world of flames, Zhang Qing used his own strength to suppress all the demons.

He no longer took the initiative to attack, but the Dao in his body was released in the form of flames, and Zhang Qing walked out one by one in the flames and attacked those demons.

Ten Zhang Qing faced ten demons, and finally collapsed and spread a wisp of true fire to the demon's body, and then in the world of flames, more Zhang Qing's silhouettes would come out.

The demons finally discovered that something was wrong, and they frantically rushed towards Zhang Qing's body, but Zhang Qing, who was incarnated as a heavenly general, was already covered with a net of heaven and earth.

Thousands of heavenly soldiers are covered with sharp edges, and a large amount of blood is also shed on the demons who are known for their physique, and in the big array, the demons are like lambs to be slaughtered.

Every heavenly soldier and every flame in this world is the evolution of Zhang Qing's Dao, and in this enchantment world where the immortals have changed and evolved, Zhang Qing's Dao has surpassed the world itself.

Rumble!!!

I don't know how long time passed, and the six-armed giant ape frantically pounded its chest, and its roar made the immeasurable demon mist be swallowed in its belly.

Immediately after, at the cost of shattering four arms, the six-armed giant ape smashed the barrier under Zhang Qingbu.

This is the only weakness of Xianfanchang, but the price that needs to be paid is still to make the six-armed giant ape seriously injured and dying.

The demon is physically damaged, but unlike the monk.

Falling out of the tearing space rift, Zhang Qing stood calmly between heaven and earth, and in front of him, the boundless sea of clouds had been replaced by demon mist, and hundreds of millions of demons were hiding in the demon mist, and their blood-red eyes were staring at the seven-foot body in the sky in front of him.

At this moment, Zhang Qing's dressed hunting figure was imprinted in the depths of the pupils of this endless demon.

On the earth, no demon dared to take half a step forward.