There seemed to be an angry cry from the old man's ears.

He wanted to look back, but he felt that the golden feathers in front of him were becoming more and more dazzling, both his mind and his vision were becoming more and more trance-like, he looked down in a daze, and a solemn Zen staff poked out of his chest, and blood trickled down the Zen staff.

The black-robed old man grabbed the Zen staff as if he was returning to the light, and wanted to pull it out, struggling for a long time, his breath fell like a lake bursting the embankment, and the black-robed corpse fell weakly from mid-air, and only a few mud flowers splashed in the mud of Wushan.

This demon path giant who has been crisscrossing the Demon Domain for decades is dead and blind.

The golden body of the Buddha behind the little monk of Jueming was dim, his original ruddy and plump face was full of cracks like the Dharma, and the little monk's smile was still in decay, and the Buddhist magic power "Buddha Fury" that contained his lifelong wish power was also very detrimental to him, and the little monk fell to Wushan in the footsteps of the old man in black robes, and was rescued by the young man who came in time.

Su Yu flew to the corpse of the old man with the little monk on his back, and saw that the Yuan Baby, who was seven points similar to the old man himself, was about to escape quietly, and coldly bumped into the young man who was waiting for the rabbit. Su Yu sneered, and grabbed this old and weak old infant who had lost his body and was extremely weak in his hand.

Knowing that there was no possibility of surviving, the old Yuanying scolded, and immediately screamed in the jade hand that was suddenly clenched, and the Yuanying was shattered and died.

Seeing that the old man fell here by surprise, his heart was slightly cold, the golden wheel array disk in his hand could indeed stop these two life-fighting sword cultivators, but it was not a long-term solution after all. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, he knew that Qingyun Mountain's support would come so quickly, and he shouldn't have let His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince do this earlier, you must know that they are on the territory of the Kyushu Immortal Dao Alliance after all, and once they are dragged down, they will be mired in the quagmire and never recover.

In the formation, the world has been turned upside down.

Chang Xi, who burned the power of the dragon bloodline, had already changed the cave and the ghost sword was trembling slightly in his hand, his chest and neck were crawling with evil lines, his left arm was missing, and the broken bone stubble and golden flesh could be seen in the huge wound exposed by the shoulder, and slightly immature dragon scales grew on his cheeks, which looked extremely terrifying.

On the other hand, the state of the six princes who were born illustriously is not much better, he is covered with sword wounds that are deep and visible on his body, the demonic qi of the body is completely dispersed, his face has changed from feminine to hideous, and the clan crest representing the identity of the demon royal family at the center of his eyebrows is slowly burning, and it is actually like Chang Xi is squeezing the power of other clan crests.

Yingde's eyes were cold, and the surging power in Chang Xi's body really made him almost unable to bear it. The dragon clan is no stranger to the royal family of the Demon Domain, and there are evil dragons who have fallen into demons in the Demon Domain, and they are driven by the binding of the treaty signed by their father. So Yingde knew very well what the real dragon power was, when Chang Xi burned the power of the bloodline, he felt the extremely strong dragon majesty from that burning feeling, which was a hundred times purer than the bloodline of that evil dragon?

Fortunately, he still has the advantage of cultivation after burning the clan crest, so that he can still suppress this half-human, half-dragon monster, otherwise in terms of bloodline purity, he is far inferior to Chang Xi.

Xin Tong, whose body was still soft and weak, got up from her sister's arms, staggered and fell again, she looked at Chang Xi, who had lost an arm in the tragic fight, tears rolled down big and big, and her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

When had he ever been so badly injured?

She struggled to stand up again, but the residual power of Wutong Gu was still there, and Xin Tong had the heart to burn the bloodline of the Feng clan and kill this fang with her husband, but she was helpless to mobilize half of her spiritual power and qi.

She and Qing Xuan had already seen that the Demon Prince's purpose was to plunder their Yuan Yin to make a furnace for him to cultivate, and Chang Xi was just the object of his anger.

Xin Tong looked at his palms that couldn't carry spiritual power, smiled poignantly, tears crossed his cheeks, and said stupidly: "Xin Tong, Xin Tong, what are you cultivating so hard for? Isn't it just to be able to bear the wind and rain side by side with him in the face of danger? And what are you doing now? Still just hiding behind him is a poor worm, watching him desperately!"

Qing Xuan knelt beside Xin Tong and hugged her tightly, who was already a little stunned, tears raining down.

Chang Xi, who was tattooed like a demon god, raised his sword with his remaining arm and said in a hoarse voice: "I heard that there are several princes in the Demon Domain royal family, and if you come to Kyushu to plunder women, if you call other princes, you may not fail." ”

"Failure? Which eye did you see that this prince had failed? I now admit that you have some ability, and you can even force me to burn the clan pattern. With such a high-quality qualification furnace ding, as long as I absorb their Yuan Yin cleanly, it is not impossible for me to step into the realm of refining in one fell swoop, such a good thing, if you change it, will you share it with others?"

Yingde touched his hideous face, which was half of his face torn by the moon-chasing arrow, and he didn't know that he had stepped into the ghost gate with half a foot.

He still didn't have a clue about the forbidden formation with a radius of more than a thousand zhang, the sea of blood boiling in his chest had already sunk most of it, and the golden light of the hundred-zhang golden dragon phantom was not there, every breath made the spleen and lungs that were almost shocked into minced flesh by the gilded knife intent were in severe pain, Chang Xi couldn't help but use his only remaining hand to kneel on the ground with a sword, coughing up the blood clots that were burned into black.

Knowing that his time was short, he stood up and said inexplicably: "That's good." ”

His Royal Highness, who was arrogant but still had a bit of brains, squinted his eyes slightly, and he couldn't understand it, the sword cultivation in front of him who had cut off an arm had obviously burned almost all the blood and even the bone marrow in his body, and Yin Tang was black, it was clearly a sign of death not far from death, why could it still make him feel a palpitation?

Chang Xi murmured softly: "A hundred will be destroyed." ”

The Moon Rainbow Sword showed the original form of the sword spirit, and said in horror: "Don't!"

Xin Tong and Qing Xuan's hearts trembled, as if something important was far away.

As soon as the Moon Rainbow Sword Spirit's words fell, an unimaginable monstrous ferocity erupted from the ground that collapsed under Chang Xi's feet, shaking away the sword spirit that ran past.

Chang Xi's whole body glowed red while being instantly evaporated with blood from all over his body, and the famous and domineering Huang Yan in the dragon clan struck east and west, and in Yingde's eyes, he instantly burned the talisman and dead wood hiding in the distance into ashes at a completely incomprehensible speed, and then rolled back in front of him.

The gilded knife that was revered as an artifact had already been pitted in several fierce battles, and at this moment, under the Huang Yan rolled up by Chang Xi, it finally came to an end, and with a bang, it turned into a puddle of broken copper and iron, and a hot palm wrapped in Huang Yan seemed to pierce into a piece of butter, stabbing into Yingde's abdomen, who had not reacted from beginning to end.

The palm of the hand was stirring and tearing in the abdomen of His Royal Highness the Prince, the flesh and blood were scorched, the palm bypassed the flesh and blood, and held the backbone that was extremely fragile at the moment, and was crushed by Chang Xisheng under the angry eyes of Yingde.