It was only at this point that the demons finally put away their contempt.

Defeated in melee combat.

The ritual weapon was confiscated.

The fight was lost.

At this point in the battle, the number of middle-level demons who died at the hands of this person had risen to as many as five.

Even if this person is a low-level demon, who would dare to despise it!

Gu Yun was furious in his heart, but he was still unconvinced.

As a pure-blooded beast, his bloodline is noble and powerful, and he has a trace of thin dragon blood, and his cultivation realm surpasses this person by a big realm, how can he lose when he joins forces with others?

The demons join forces, even if it is consumed, it will consume this person to death!

"Kill!"

Lone Cloud opened his mouth, and a stream of water gushed out.

As soon as this water flow came into mid-air, it transformed into a fierce dragon.

The fierce Jiao soared through the clouds, bared his teeth and grinned, as if he could feel the anger of his master, and rushed towards Su Zimo viciously.

"Little snake, break it for me!"

Su Zimo's expression was calm, he scolded lightly, and changed the magic trick in his hand again.

Between the two hands, the arc surges, constantly pulling.

There was a crackling sound, and a huge shield was condensed between his hands, standing in front of him!

It's still the spell in "Purple Electricity", the shield of purple electricity.

This huge shield of purple lightning is completely condensed by an electric arc, constantly absorbing the power of thunder and lightning in the thunderclouds, blazing and dazzling!

Rumble!

The fierce Jiao slammed into the shield of purple lightning, and a loud bang erupted.

The shield of purple lightning dissipates.

The fierce Jiao condensed by the lonely cloud also collapsed.

And with the help of this huge rushing force, Su Zimo's body moved, and he retreated backwards, and in an instant, he had already come to the body of a middle-level demon!

This middle-level demon had just escaped from the purple electric storm, and before he could take a breath, he felt that his eyes were dark, and a huge thick palm had been enveloped!

The man opened his mouth slightly, his expression stunned.

He had just escaped death, and now he was covered in bruises, and his reaction was half a cut slower.

How could he have thought that Su Zimo was fighting against the Lord of Youshui River, but suddenly ran in front of him.

It's just an instant delay, and it will kill him!

Syllable!

Su Zimo's palm fell on this person's heavenly spirit cover.

The man's skull shattered in an instant.

The primordial god in the sea of knowledge was also destroyed by a huge force and was wiped out on the spot!

Another mid-level demon, Fall!

In the blink of an eye, counting the two lords, there were only eight mid-level demons left in the Black Sand Ridge and Tempest Cave!

"Ink!"

"Ink!"

Among the demons of Howling Moon Mountain, a burst of cheers erupted, shouting the lord's name.

Gu Yun's face was ugly.

He missed repeatedly, and a spell not only failed to seriously injure Su Zimo, but was taken advantage of by him to kill another middle-level demon.

This annoyed him a lot!

Finally, the two lords of Black Sand Ridge and Storm Cave realized that something was wrong.

If it continues like this, I'm afraid that the middle-level demons under their command have all fallen, and this lord of Xiaoyue Mountain is still alive.

Excluding their three major lords, the eyes of the remaining six mid-level demons had already flashed with panic and fear.

If they don't stand up, these six demons may all turn around and flee!

The two lords of the Black Sand Ridge and the Wind Cave glanced at each other, tacitly, and at the same time abandoned the black wolf and the cicada Ruyi, and turned to face Su Zimo.

The black wolf and the cicada Ruyi are already exhausted and have nothing to fear.

Now, the most important thing is to kill the lord of Xiaoyue Mountain in front of him to calm the army's heart!

The demons suddenly found that at this time, Su Zimo's red hair had disappeared, and was replaced by black hair.

The demons only frowned slightly, but didn't think much about it.

Even if they broke their heads, they couldn't imagine that between the transformation of this red hair and black hair, there was a shocking secret of the two primordial gods!

Although the Purple Electric Storm and the Purple Electric Shield are both spells of cultivators, the demonic energy around Su Zimo is surging, and when this Dao spell is cast, it is difficult for the demons to distinguish it.

In the blink of an eye, the three major lords and the six middle-level demons occupied all directions, surrounding Su Zimo in the middle, with a cold expression and murderous intent!

The nine mid-rank demons seemed to have the same intentions.

"I have to say, you do have what it takes to be my opponent!"

Gu Yun said in a deep voice: "Mo, don't you still conjure up the body?"

Su Zimo smiled indifferently and said, "If you want to see my body, you don't have this qualification yet." ”

"I'm not qualified?"

Gu Yun laughed angrily and said, "You are really dying, and you don't know it!"

"Boom!"

The Wind Cave Lord let out a cold laugh and said, "Junior, no matter what your body is, even if it's a pure-blooded beast, you won't have a chance!"

"Brute, give my child a burial!" the Lord of Black Sand Ridge roared.

As soon as the words fell, the eyebrows of the nine middle-level demons lit up at the same time!

In the void, terrifying divine consciousness fluctuations were permeated, and the coercion was wanton.

Under the shroud of this Dao divine sense, all the demons fighting below ceased fighting, and they were silent one by one, trembling!

There are cowardly ones, and even lie on the ground and dare not move!

Even if they were scratched by one of the divine senses, they would all fall in an instant, and there was absolutely no chance of being spared.

In the cultivation realm, there is a saying that 'life and death are only in one thought', in fact, it is said that a powerful monk can use his divine sense to wipe out his opponent in an instant!

"Lord be careful, it's meta-mystic!"

When the black wolf saw this scene, his expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly reminded him.

The battle of the gods is the most dangerous.

Even if it is a mid-level demon fighting, it will not come up and use meta-mystic arts.

Not to mention, whether the Yuan Shen can win.

Even if he wins, if his Yuan Shen is injured because of this, it will be more than worth the loss.

The injuries of the original spirit are far more difficult to heal than the physical injuries.

There are many spiritual herbs for the treatment of internal and external injuries, and the physical body has been severely damaged, and it will be cured for a few years at most.

However, the spiritual herb pill that treats the Yuan Shen is extremely rare, and the Yuan Shen has been hit hard, let alone a few years, it may be difficult to heal for the rest of his life.

Therefore, it will also affect the practice.

It is also extremely common for the cultivation realm to stop there.

Therefore, at the beginning, the Black Sand Ridge and Storm Cave side had the advantage, and did not choose the primordial god competition, but slowly consumed.

As a result, it was just as they expected.

The black wolf and cicada Ruyi's mana are exhausted, and the consumption of the Yuan Shen is huge, even if they want to use the Yuan Mystic Technique to fight for life and death, they are powerless.

It's just that there is a variable in the middle.

This variable is so big that it almost reverses the entire battle!

Makes them completely passive!

Now, they are forced to use metamysticism!

The two lords of Black Sand Ridge and Storm Cave were condescending, looking at Su Zimo coldly, that kind of look was like looking at a dead man.

At this point in the battle, they had already deduced that although Su Zimo was a low-level demon, his bloodline must be unusual, and the Yuan Shen was powerful!

However, no matter how strong the Yuan Shen is, it can't stop the attack of the Divine Sense, and it can't stop the Yuan Mystic!

What's more, this is the same attack of nine of their mid-level demons!

No matter how big the variables are, they will be stifled!

Gu Yun looked at Su Zimo with a complicated gaze.

In fact, deep down in his heart, he still wanted to suppress Su Zimo with his own strength, subdue him, and become his mount.

You can also keep the dragon treasures on this person's person as your own.

But today, that is hard to come true.

Under the meta-mysticism, this person will definitely die!

If you want to snatch the dragon treasure from him, you may have to have a hard battle with the Black Sand Ridge and the Wind Cave.

New Year's New Weather, two more will be sent, and you will go to bed early after reading~

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