"Just dead?" When the Demon Ancestor's body exploded and turned into a cloud of black mist, everyone present was shocked, and their faces were full of shock.

You must know that the Heart Demon Ancestor is not an ordinary early stage cultivator, but a mid-stage monk who is about to enter the late stage of God transformation, and his strength is not weaker than that of Mixed Yuan Zhenren, the Nine Demon Emperor and others, but now he has been beaten up like this, and he is suspected of dying under a sword aura.

"Could it really be that the power of the Void Realm is here?"

Duan Chen looked up at the depths of the sky, and vaguely saw a vague figure sitting there, and cracks in the surrounding space loomed, but it couldn't affect this person.

And just as Duan Chen was secretly looking at the figure sitting in the void, a painful wail came from a distance.

I saw that the black mist that the Heart Demon Ancestor had turned into did not dissipate, but after a period of wriggling, it continued to condense and form, and then changed into the appearance of the Heart Demon Ancestor again, looking like it was greatly injured

However, at this moment, no one dared to laugh at the Heart Demon Ancestor.

After all, the Heart Demon Ancestor was able to save his life under the attack of the power of the Refining Void Realm, which was enough to amaze many people.

Especially some God Transformation Realm cultivators whose strength was close to that of the Heart Demon Ancestor saw this scene, and they couldn't help but start to reflect, if they were in another place, could they be like the Heart Demon Ancestor and save their lives under that earth-shattering blow?

Thinking for a brief moment, many people secretly shook their heads.

"Feather True Monarch, is this the style of your Immortal Dao Sect? I don't know how to be ashamed of attacking juniors so disregarding my face. ”

At this time, a five-colored peacock appeared in the sky, with a huge body more than a thousand zhang long, bright feathers, colorful colors, and a five-color divine light bloomed, illuminating the entire sky.

"It's the Peacock Demon Saint of the Demon God Society!"

Soon, someone recognized the origin of the five-colored peacock, because the features were so obvious that it was difficult to recognize them.

And from the mouth of the Peacock Demon Saint, people also had insight into the identity of the previous person.

Feather True Monarch, who has been famous for nearly 10,000 years, is a Supreme Elder of Jiushan Hai, but he hasn't made a move for many years, and he didn't expect to appear here today, and he also made a move on the Heart Demon Ancestor, which is quite surprising.

Only a few people understood that the Feather True Monarch didn't go all out, otherwise, even if the Heart Demon Ancestor had magical powers, it would never be possible to pick up a life in front of him.

Of course, with the Peacock Demon Saint here, even if the Feather True Monarch really moved his killing intent to the Heart Demon Ancestor, most of them would not succeed.

"Amitabha, as the so-called treasure is destined to get it, peacock, why do you go against the sky and forcibly seize the Heavenly Temple, why don't we both take a step back and stop here?"

In the void, one after another golden Sanskrit flowers are in full bloom, one of the golden Sanskrit flowers is rooted in the void, enough to be a foot high, and there is an old monk with white eyebrows and gray robes sitting on it, with a solemn appearance, looking at the Peacock Demon Saint with his hands folded and asking.

"Jin Fan Ancient Buddha, you don't stay in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, what are you talking nonsense here?"

At this moment, the void twisted, the demon clouds rolled, and a demon shadow with a height of six feet and six arms appeared in the sky, staring coldly at the gray-robed old monk sitting on the golden flower and shouted.

In an instant, the situation on this ancient battlefield suddenly became more and more complicated. Number Five

After all, four Refining Void Realm level powerhouses appeared at one time, and this situation rarely happened in the past.

The most recent of them dates back to more than ten years ago, when the demon army attacked the Tianchen faction.

And the appearance of the four Refining Void Realm powers also made all the monks present dare not make random moves anymore, and even many self-aware Avatar Realm monks began to retreat towards the rear with their disciples, lest a big war break out and be affected by the pond fish.

"I didn't expect the six-armed demon saint to come, so it seems that today's battle may not be good. "Yuan Yi Zhenren manipulated the nine Yuanchen Star Beads, and together with the Mixed Yuan Zhenren, escorted Duan Chen and them all the way to retreat into the distance.

At this moment, someone in the distance suddenly let out an exclamation: "Look, the Locked Heaven Temple is shrinking." ”

As soon as these words came out, this ancient battlefield was suddenly no longer calm, and everyone's eyes looked in the direction where the Great Heaven-Swallowing Rift was located.

I saw that at the edge of the huge spatial crack that spanned the heavens and the earth, hundreds of miles long, a majestic and huge palace, under the suppression of that amethyst enchantment, as if it had been forcibly sealed, began to tremble continuously, and slowly shrunk.

"Elder Taishang, you must act as soon as possible, and you can't delay any longer, otherwise the Heaven Lock Temple will fall into the hands of the Demon God Society sooner or later. ”

In the distance, Daohua Sanren said loudly while escorting the Nine Mountains and Seas Cultivators such as the Void Son and the Muli Fairy to retreat.

"Jin Fan Ancient Buddha, what do you say?" Feather Transformation True Monarch did not start the battle easily, but turned his head to ask Jin Fan Ancient Buddha's opinion.

After all, the Peacock Demon Saint and the Six-Armed Demon Saint are not easy to match, and if he is the only one who makes a move, it will not help at all.

"Amitabha, so far, we have no other way but to fight. "The ancient Buddha of Jin Fan sat cross-legged on the golden Buddha flower, chanting a Buddha name in his mouth, but his hands quickly formed a Buddha seal, and many arms were born at once, turning into a thousand-armed Buddha.

Obviously, the matter has come to this point, and the Golden Fan Ancient Buddha can't do it if he wants to, otherwise once the Lock Heaven Hall falls into the hands of the Demon God Society, it will be basically impossible to take it back when the time comes.

"Hehe, today's things can't be good, if you don't fight well, none of you want to leave. The Peacock Demon Saint said, and the five-colored tail feathers behind him opened, blooming one after another five-colored divine light, breaking through the sky.

"Yes, there is bound to be a bloody storm today, and it is not possible to leave a few corpses behind. ”

The six-armed demon saint spoke more directly, and with a shock of the demon body, the six demon arms reached out in unison, grabbing towards the Feather True Monarch who was sitting in the depths of the sky, as if to drag him from heaven into the underworld.

"Six-armed Demon Saint, you've found the wrong opponent. ”

At this moment, six arms that seemed to be poured of gold reached out, wanting to defuse the attack of the six-armed demon saint for the Feather True Monarch.

"Jin Fan Ancient Buddha, your opponent is me!" At the critical moment, the Peacock Demon Saint also made a move.

I saw the peacock's tail feathers behind it tremble, and a five-colored divine light rose into the sky, attacking the Golden Fan Ancient Buddha who was trying to stop the six-armed demon saint.

"It's the same for everyone. Feather True Monarch sat cross-legged in the depths of the sky, facing the six Heavenly Demon Arms captured by the Six-armed Demon Saint, he let out a long roar in his mouth, and pulled out an ancient sword on his back with his backhand.

In an instant, around it, three thousand sword lights appeared at the same time, all of which were condensed by sword intent, exuding an incomparably sharp aura, which seemed to be even more terrifying than the spatial cracks of the ancient battlefield.