The body of the Eight Demon Generals resembles that of a horse, with the upper body of the beast supported behind the horse's head, holding a heaven-breaking halberd engraved with complex runes, and carrying four staggered dark wings, each with three different heads.

A Buddha stone with a green face and tusks, a giant python head with a pointed head and a long tongue, and a half-sized human head.

The man's messy hair was scattered in front of his forehead, and the chapped gray scars were all over the side of his face, although there was no sign of decay, but the signs of weathering were somewhat severe, almost all of his body fluids had been lost, and the skull was shrunk and crumpled, with a little dried blood in the shape of a black scab.

It is too small compared to the body of Shizhang, and it is difficult to see if it is far away.

Qing Han's eyes flickered slightly, observing the eight people one by one, and finally paused for a moment on the heads of the eight people.

The tens of thousands of necromancers who were slaughtered before should have had their bodies illusory, but the results were very different from what they had guessed.

First he tried it with his sword at a short distance, and then he used brute force to fight it at close range, the touch was too real, the smell of blood and pungent smell had not dissipated until now, and the road paved with flesh and blood still existed.

For a while, the Eight Demons did not take the initiative to attack, Qing Han raised his feet to take a closer look, the following eyeballs continued to shrink their pupils, Qing Han groaned slightly, and then stepped on it hard, flattening the eyeballs a few times, and the crystal fragments broke out of the eyes, and at the same time turned into fluorescent dots floating in the air.

Now that I think about it, it is also very quiet, and even pretending to torture them cruelly, without letting them scream.

Holding a few points of fluorescence in his hand, Qing Han's eyes flashed with blue light, and he raised his arms like a mountain again, and then roared and smashed down to the ground.

Compared to the conjured mountain arm, the Eight Demon Generals also looked very small.

Only a deafening roar was heard, Qing Han noticed that there was nothing under the phantom arm, he raised his head and saw that the eight demons would stand in the sky at this time, and the dark wings were stretched out.

The sky lantern was blocked by black wings, and the thick shadows fell again, and the visibility was reduced by half, and it was barely visible.

This speed is so fast and extremely powerful that it can be said to be unique in this life.

Just by relying on the eight demons spreading their wings in the air, this space was heavily distorted, and the space collapsed inch by inch, forming eight trajectories, which began to resemble dark chains, and then continued to change forms, and there were actually eight black dragons.

The eight black dragons swallowed the light and cracked into the air, and instantly entered the three feet in front of them, and at this time, they had already conjured up their complete forms, opening their fishy mouths, revealing huge chisel teeth.

Qing Han showed a smile that seemed to be not a smile, and recalled the Xuanjian inserted in the flesh and blood, and then raised his arm and stretched out two fingers, and lightly touched the center of his eyebrows, and the cracks in the center of his eyebrows suddenly scattered purple Xuanzhi, besieging his body like a snake, and the invisible wall resisted the black dragon's momentum.

"Even the phantom lock dares to come and imprison this seat!", staring at the black dragon that was constantly devouring and blocking, Qing Han laughed fiercely, and stroked the sword blade with his palm, and the Xuanjian blood devouring was divided into eight paths, and it spun rapidly and catapulted out at the same time, each piercing their throats.

The black dragon returned to the illusion, and his body collapsed inch by inch.

The speed of the Heavenly Vortex reached the extreme, and in an instant, countless violent winds were born, sweeping through everything in this space, and the storm tentacles rolled up all the foreign objects underground, and the flesh and blood also poured into the Heavenly Vortex.

The inside and outside of this whirlpool were rich in blood at this time, and the storm gradually turned into substance, and at a glance it seemed to have flesh and blood, and the paper lamps were torn apart like remnant clouds, and the red light quickly dissipated between heaven and earth.

Returning to the state of hearing and seeing failure and inability to perceive, Qing Han's left eye shot a thousand red arrows into the sky again.

As soon as he regained his senses, the eight demons seized the opportunity, and the dark wings behind him flashed, and the one demon came to the red arrow and split it in two, and the red arrow dissipated without a trace in an instant. At the same time, the other seven demons appeared on Qing Han's side, picked up the Optimus Euphorbia and stabbed at the invisible wall in the seven directions.

I lost my sense again, it was pitch black in front of me, there was no smell in my nose, there was still no sound, but my thoughts and instincts were still there. Qing Han couldn't move when he tried to, this space was obviously imprisoned by them, and he was also sunk into the sea by indiscriminate slashing, still imprisoned here and unable to move, and it seemed that he was also at a disadvantage in wrestling with him.

Estimating the time and the strength of the other party, this barrier should be on the verge of shattering, so Qing Han showed his fierce color, and at the same time burst out of the blood qi yuan force and all the negative power around his body, and the endless turbidity flow was emitted from the acupoints of his body, and before the wall of the talisman was shattered, he tried his best to hit the turbidity dragon in seven directions, and the irreversible sword light emanated from his mouth, shaking the halberds of the seven directions one after another.

Taking advantage of this fleeting opportunity, Qing Han fell down and moved thousands of miles in one step, and shot an arrow in his left eye again.

I thought that there was only one thing worth noting in this place, but I didn't expect that if I didn't break through this ignorance prison, it would be really difficult for these eight demon generals to win.

However, as soon as this arrow was fired, it was immediately scattered by a halberd, just like the previous scene, and the thousand zhang red mangs collapsed in an instant.

It seems that the eight demons will deliberately divide one, and they will not attack from the beginning, just guard against Qing Han's move.

The seven demon generals missed the blow and shook the dark wings again, and the surroundings of Qing Han appeared in an instant.

Qing Han had the last experience, and he didn't dare to stay after a teleportation, and before the Seven Demon Halberd blocked the space, he took one step and moved thousands of miles away.

Although they are dead puppets with manipulated minds, they are not marionettes after all, and since this can happen, it means that they still have a certain level of intelligence and combat experience.

Qing Han scolded, although he couldn't hear it, but his mood was much better, and at the same time, he moved again before being hit, and his body appeared thousands of miles away and retreated.

If this is hit and stranded, even if it is only once, in this space, there will be no such thing.

Dozens of moves without gaps, it was difficult to grasp the location of the landing, and several of them were almost taken away by the tornado, Qing Han became more and more cautious, his left eye kept shooting red arrows, and he was constantly cut off, and several times he saw thicker chains in front of him.

The end of the chain comes from the eye of the human head of one of the eight demon triads.

Dodging the chains entangled like maggots to bones, Qing Han stared at the eight human heads, the sword in his hand flashed with a flash of crystal light, and then the sword disappeared in a flash.

When the Xuanjian reappeared, it was three inches in front of the first demon general.

The demon general raised the halberd to swing the sword away, the black and white in Qing Han's eyes rotated, and the space split in half, the right side was daylight in an instant, and the left side was pitch black compared to it, and at the same time, the two parts rotated rapidly, as if they were chasing and playing with each other, but they could never be touched.

This sudden distortion caused the halberd in the Demon General's hand to stagger the position of the Xuanjian.

The black light flashed away, cutting off eight human heads and landing on the ground, Qing Han summoned with one hand, and the human head also flashed, and the next moment appeared in his hand.