Syllable!

The hot color in Lone Shot's eyes flickered, and then he stretched out his hand and grabbed the spear, and the next moment, the breath in this person's body actually climbed wildly at a clear and palpable speed, and the momentum outside his body became more and more domineering.

"Jun is not to blame, eat the demon with a shot, and depending on your Confucianism and Taoism divine weapon, or the demon and natal demon weapon are better!"

Shout!

A shot poked out, like a dragon opening its mouth, swallowing it indomitable, and the breath of destruction raged endlessly!

The demonic qi on the spear was churning, hidden but not emitting, but just the explosion of the breath had already forcibly shattered the surrounding space, manifesting countless spatial cracks, all of which were tens of thousands of zhang in size, spreading in all directions.

Shooting a single shot, the power is actually so strong that it is more than several times stronger than the means of the other party's explosion! With this shot alone, the power of the explosion is comparable to the power of the two realms of heaven and man, and the power of destruction and killing can shake the heavens and the earth!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The aura of heaven and earth within a radius of millions of miles was all stirred by this shot, like a shocking wave in the sea, surging and drumming!

Jun Wuyi's face changed greatly, and the anger in his eyes was difficult to hide, the aura that had always been calm was directly broken at this moment, sensing the explosion of aura in the Gu Demon Lonely Projectile, this person didn't have time to react, he could only bite his fingertips suddenly, flick his fingers, and shoot out a stream of essence blood, instantly hitting the Confucian Dao Holy Sword. With the integration of essence and blood, this Confucian and Taoist divine soldier suddenly trembled all over his body, and then broke out in the vast righteousness and righteousness, and it turned into endless rage, and the momentum skyrocketed but violated the broad and mighty theme of Confucianism, and it was more like some kind of demonic technique, forcibly urging with essence blood, so that the treasure did not hesitate to damage itself in a short period of time.

"Hahahaha! The Terran Monarch is not to blame, the inheritor of Confucianism and Taoism, the methods used in the face of this demon are so extreme and vicious, it is really eye-opening!"

"But you think that you can stop this demon like this, and today I will hold a killing demon spear, kill you alive here, take away your Confucian treasure, and achieve the supreme prestige of this demon!"

"As long as I bombard you to death, and look at who dares to go against this demon in this Cangyue stream today, my demon clan will be the ultimate winner of this clan trial, and even get the recognition of the Supreme War Soul Palace, and get the opportunity to defy the sky, and since then it will soar into the sky, who can stop it!"

"Death to the demon!"

Lonely and domineering laughed wildly, in the face of the Confucian Daoist divine soldiers who were stimulated by Jun Wuyi's secret art, he was not afraid to dodge at all, and the domineering aura of the demon clan exploded vividly, holding a gun in one hand, and stabbing down.

The 100,000 zhang Heavenly Demon Spear is a solitary natal magic weapon, the level of the spiritual treasure, the strength of the power, and the relatively low-grade Tongtian spiritual treasure is not much different.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The Heavenly Demon Spear and the Confucian Dao Holy Sword met in an instant, and the Teng Teng Demon Qi mixed with the endless miserable white killing qi burst out, and the Confucian and Daoist Holy Sword carried the mighty righteous qi and strangled into a group, devouring each other wildly, intending to completely refine the other party.

As two forces whose attributes are completely mutually reinforcing, the level of fierce battle that broke out when the two met was far beyond the imagination of ordinary monks!

"It's so strong!"

"The demon clan shoots alone, it is worthy of being a rare rising powerhouse in the entire demon clan in recent years, and he actually has such power!"

"It seems that in today's battle, the Terran King is not to blame. ”

"Although the Terran monk is not weak, but this time the ancient demon shot out alone, he has already been defeated, and the end is worrying. ”

"Let's fight! Fight hard, whether it is the human race or the demon race, they are the enemies of our race, no matter which side dies, it is good news for us!"

Countless alien monks spoke in low voices, with different expressions on their faces and thoughts in their hearts.

Where the human race was, all the monks had ugly faces, and their eyes showed disbelief, but they couldn't imagine that the strongest monk of their clan was not the lone opponent of this ancient demon, and as for An Ran, Qi Yun, and Jade, the four of them were even more pale, and their eyes were terrified. In today's battle, if Jun Wuyi loses, not only will it be difficult to protect himself, but Su Su will inevitably fall into the hands of the demon clan, even if they retreat today, they will have to bear the anger from the high-level of the clan afterwards, and their future will be worrying.

But at this moment, the most frightened and helpless person is Su Su. Listening to the low roar of the surrounding demon monks, this little girl's face turned pale, her eyes were filled with horror, and she shuddered at the thought of the miserable life she might face in the future.

If you really can't get out of today's catastrophe, then you will cut off your life, and you must not fall into the hands of the demons and be humiliated!

Su Su's thoughts were settled, and although his face was still pale, his eyes showed a determined color.

Xiao Chen shook his head, today's battle, Jun Wuyi is going to lose.

It was the moment the thought in his heart was born, and two muffled voices suddenly came from the field. The figure of the ancient demon retreated hundreds of thousands of feet, and his face remained unchanged, while the monarch was instantly pale, and with a muffled snort, the figure was directly smashed by the heavenly demon spear, and fell to the bottom of the water, stirring up thousands of shocks.

Shout!

was smashed into the water, and in an instant, Jun Wuyi's figure burst out, his face was gloomy, his pupils contracted, and he was a little frightened in his heart. This lone shot is now so strong that he is steadily suppressing him, and if he continues to fight like this, he will be defeated today.

Thinking of this, Jun Wuyi's heart instantly tightened!

In this battle, he must not lose, with his own life and even the future as a bet to set a big bet, winning can naturally get extremely rich rewards, but if he loses, he may end up with nothing, or even die on the spot.

Don't lose!

Jun Wuyi roared in his heart, and suddenly stretched out his hand to probe the manuscript of the sons, "The manuscripts of the sons, manifest the ancient sages, bless my body, and protect!" This time, he can only compete with Lone Shot again if he transfers back the strongest Confucian and Taoist treasure in his hand.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew very well in his heart that his own strength was indeed a few points weaker than that of this ancient demon lone shot.

"Zhuzi manuscript, as long as the treasure is recalled, even if today's battle cannot be won, it is enough to protect itself!"

In today's situation, Jun Wuyi no longer seeks to win, but only wants to remain undefeated and not lose all the games.

However, this time, although his wishful thinking was extremely loud, how could the ancient demon turn a blind eye.

"Hahahaha! Heaven Swallowing Monster, entangle the manuscript for me!"

"Jun is not to blame, today you want to use treasures to protect yourself, how can this demon let you get your wish, this time, and see what other means you have to fight against me!"

"Heavenly Demon Gun, Bombard!"

This demon roared, and the heaven-swallowing demon monster was urged, and suddenly burst out into the sky, the demon cloud churned, and the power of the explosion and devouring instantly soared countless times, entangled the 36 manuscripts of the princes, and let Jun Wuqi summon them, but he couldn't get out.

In the face of such a situation, Jun Wuyi was shocked and angry, and the fear in his heart was even worse, but at this moment, he couldn't think about it much, the Heavenly Demon Spear had already stabbed down with the strength of Wan Jun, there was a demonic qi rolling, faintly heard the sound of the dying howl, and there was an endless miserable white killing aura whistling vertically and horizontally, making the demon power even worse.

This blow was a lone shot compared to Fang Cai, and it was a few points stronger.

Burst!

Jun Wuyi was full of grievances, but he had no choice but to bite the tip of his tongue, suddenly spurt out a stream of essence blood, and knocked it down into the Confucian and Taoist holy sword, not hesitating to lose this Confucian and Taoist divine weapon, so that its power increased again to resist the lone shot and kill.

Rumble!

The Heavenly Demon Spear fell, and the lone figure retreated, but the mouth was laughing wildly, and the 300,000 zhang ancient demon battle body instantly dissipated the power of the anti-shock in a flash, on the other hand, Jun Wuyi was instantly slapped away like a fly, as fast as a meteor, and smashed into the river. Just like his position in the hearts of the Terran monks, he fell with a bang.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Shot one after another, the ancient demon shot and laughed wildly, and the heavenly demon spear turned into a blood-colored evil dragon in his hand, churning and raging, each blow contained the supreme demonic power, with monstrous power, Jun Wuyi could only resist by constantly spitting out essence blood to stimulate the power of treasures. But the essence of blood is incomparably important to the monk, contained in the body, a large amount of loss is extremely heavy, just like the current Jun Wuyi's face is pale, his breath is vain, and his eyes are full of unwilling resentment, how can there be a little bit of Wen Yugongzi's breath before, more like a gambler who lost his bet and lost nothing.

"Jun Wuyi, today you are definitely not the opponent of this demon, I want to see how much essence blood you have available, and how long can you hold on!"

"But the demon doesn't mind, and the so-called pride of the human race is like a sandbag, and this kind of taste is more enjoyable than letting the demon kill tens of thousands of vulgar people!"

"My demon clan is mighty and will win, how can a mere human race monk resist the demon might, it is really beyond my strength!"

"Hahahaha!"

In the midst of rampant laughter, Lone shot wildly, knocking that Jun Wuyi away again and again, arrogant, and powerful, and in the limelight for a while, who can reach it!