Woohoo!

Countless clear and sharp voices slid through the sky, and those colorless silk threads fell from the sky, entwining those true demons and demon saints.

Those silk threads have no substance, even if there are more silk to tie up a demon saint first, it does not restrict the freedom of the other party, it looks like they are wearing a pair of colorful clothes.

At the moment when this change appeared, basically all the beings showed puzzled looks, and they didn't know what was going on. Only when the face of the Prison Demon God opposite Ming and Wang Qingshan changed slightly, he suddenly retreated back tens of thousands of meters, and then his hands glowed, and he slashed towards the place where the silk threads landed in the distance.

"The battle has begun, give me back!" Wang Qingshan frowned.

Although Jean didn't know what it was, he vaguely felt that it was related to Wang Lin. glanced at Cong Ming, who was still walking beside him and persevering in pain, his eyes showed angry killing intent.

Wang Qingshan stared at the Prison Demon God and shouted in a low voice, "Breaking the Sky Cone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground in front of him shook, and then countless dirt quickly condensed and pulled into awl-like weapons, and struck towards the Hellmon.

Originally, the Prison Demon God had already withdrawn tens of thousands of meters, and even no matter how fast his attack was, he couldn't stop the Prison Demon God from casting spells, but those Sky Breaking Cones suddenly disappeared after impacting out.

When they reappeared, they were already in front of the Hellmon Demon God 10,000 meters away, and at this time, the light on the hands of the Hellmon Demon God had already flown out halfway, but he suddenly showed a shocked look, quickly stopped casting the spell, and dodged to the side.

Boom, the ten huge void breaking cones grazed his body and left, and several of them stabbed his body, and a drop of the blood of the demon god flowed out.

"You're looking for death!" The Prison Demon God glared at Wang Qingshan suddenly, his eyes instantly blood-red, how long had he not been injured?

He didn't care about the wounds on his body, and he didn't care about the rest of the demons, he walked towards Wang Qingshan step by step, and a little spark flashed in the sky above his head, and it turned into a huge fireball after a while.

That fireball is not simple, it contains the power of the fire path of the Dao realm, it can be said that it is condensed by the life cultivation of the prison meng, and it is extremely powerful.

Feeling the power of the fireball, Wang Qingshan controlled the surrounding earth and rocks to quickly form a huge shield in front of him, Tu Ke Huo, he was not afraid of the flame.

When they were tense here, the Terran Innate Dao Immortal Realm in the distance showed a look of ecstasy, they seemed to have the upper hand before, but the other party alone surpassed dozens of powerhouses in the Demon Saint Realm, not to mention that there were more than nine thousand True Demon Realm powerhouses.

Just when they thought that their party had to fight to the death with each other in order to have a glimmer of life, the silk threads that were wrapped around the Demon Saint and the True Demon had undergone an astonishing change.

At the top of those threads, the end above the sky, turned black at the same time. I don't know if the thread was blackened by something else or if the thread itself turned black on its own.

The important thing is that the black line is moving down rapidly, and everyone is wondering, what will it look like when the black color lands on those true demons and demon gods?

Because of the appearance of that strange silk thread, the human race and the demon race, which were already fighting fiercely, were separated, and each waited strangely.

"Ahh

He shouted and ran fast, and in the process of running he took off all the clothes on his body, and even pulled the skin off his body in pain, but the silk thread was still wrapped around him, and he couldn't touch it.

The moment the blackness was completely lifted from his body, his body shook, and then he howled in pain. Generally speaking, as a Demon Saint-level existence, even if he tore off his arm a little bit, he would definitely not be in such a state.

But under the transfer of Wang Lin's cause and effect, what he received was the burning power of the karmic fire on Wang Lin's countless causes and effects. This cause and effect burned not only his body, but also his soul!

Not only this one Demon Saint, almost all the Demon Saints were howling in pain, and all kinds of spells on their bodies were quickly cast, but it was useless, they could only hold on.

The existence of the Demon Saint Realm is still like this, and those demons of the True Demon Realm are even more needless to say, about half of the existences were burned into a handful of ashes after a few breaths of blackness.

"Brothers, what a chance, when will you wait if you don't attack now?"

"Just now, they still looked like they were forming a battle formation, and when they were burned by this weird silk thread, they were directly half wiped out!"

After realizing that the silk thread had helped them a lot, the old man and the others rushed forward excitedly to kill, and the Demon Saint who they couldn't resist before was now easily killed.

Their original numerical disadvantage was made up at once, and now these demons below the demon god are no longer dangerous to them at all, as long as the Dao realm characters on the human side win, they will really win.

While everyone was rushing towards the demon clan in front of them, the Falling Heaven Palace Lord, Zheng Mo, and Zhu Qi turned around and looked back, where Wang Lin had already stood up and was looking at them with a smile.

Even if it was tens of thousands of meters away, they saw a colored light appear in Wang Lin's eyes, which was the color of the silk thread before. They seemed to understand why, Wang Lin transferred the damage he had suffered to these demons.

"No wonder we only have an Innate Dao Immortal Realm, he dares to come and fight against the Purgatory Flame Demon Clan, it turns out that he has such hole cards!" The Falling Heaven Palace Lord nodded slightly to Wang Lin, and said secretly in his heart.

Zheng Mo also attached importance to Wang Lin and hugged his fist, and then led the other five people towards the Demon Saints, although the Demon Saints were seriously injured, they also needed their efforts to defeat.

"Brother Wang, thank you. Zhu Qi hugged his fist towards Wang Lin from afar.

Before, when he saw that their victory rate was not large, he had already planned to use his secret power, but under Wang Lin's operation, their situation was reversed in an instant, and now they had the upper hand.

Wang Lin also smiled at them and hugged his fists, and then turned around and left. It is enough to leave the matter here to them, and the Prison Demon God must be treated with caution.

"Xian'er, you go to help them, I'll go and meet Qingshan, I always feel that there are too many things in his eyes to see through the demon god. Wang Lin looked at Long Xiandao worriedly.

The dragon immortal, who had already turned into a twenty-thousand-meter dragon, roared lightly, nodded to Wang Lin, and quickly rushed towards those demons in the Demon Saint Realm.

Wang Lin's left eye flashed with silver, and the Ten Thousand Worlds Heavenly Disk appeared at his feet, and he stepped on the Ten Thousand Worlds Heavenly Disk and came to Congming and them in a blink of an eye.

In front of Wang Qingshan were dozens of solid stone walls that had exploded, and in front of him there were several huge stones like mountains rising from the ground, and then smashing towards the Prison Demon God.

Four or five boulders of this day rushed towards the Prison Meng, but they were intercepted in the air with the same four or five fiery red fireballs, and the heavens and the earth shook under the roaring explosion.

"The evil dragon who was sealed in the iceberg before the prison has said that he was a demon god thousands of years ago, no wonder it is so difficult to deal with. Wang Lin frowned and looked ahead, around the more than 20,000-meter-high Prison Demon God, there were nine suns revolving around him, and the momentum was amazing.

On the edge of the prison meng, Cong Ming's body emitted a water-blue light, and four or five water dragons appeared with a single punch. The so-called water overcomes fire, under the condition that his "Water Turning Technique" transforms the strength of his whole body into water attributes, and the prison Meng can only be repelled by him.

It's just that when those water dragons approached the prison meng, they were vaporized by the nine suns around him, and they couldn't cause him substantial damage.

"Empty Crack Slash!" At the moment when the Prison Demon God had just broken up a few clever water dragons, Wang Lin used the power of space to exert the power of space with the Ten Thousand Realms Heavenly Disk, stretching the space crack into a 10,000-meter-long crescent moon shape, and slashing towards the Prison Meng.

"Hmm, I didn't expect his spatial power to be so powerful!" the prison mask changed and looked up. On his head, a spatial crack more than 10,000 meters long was slashing towards him.

His eyes shrunk, but he was not afraid, but shouted loudly: "Jiuyang Zhen!"

The nine suns surrounding his body suddenly raised slightly, and then returned to their original positions heavily, and the nine roaring sounds sounded, and the entire space suddenly stirred up terrifying spatial ripples.

Although Hellmon does not know the art of space, he is proficient in the way of fire. The way to deal with the power of space is to disrupt space!

"The power of space is indeed terrifying, but your realm is still too low!" "The Prison Meng just stood under the empty crack, the corners of his mouth showing a look of mockery.

Opposite him, Wang Lin's face was exactly the same as that of the prison meng. He said softly: "Hell Demon God, I am an Innate Dao Immortal, but the Ten Thousand Realms Heavenly Disk is not!"

The moment the Void Rift came into contact with the spatial ripples, the edge was only slightly distorted, and then it continued to slash down quickly and idlely.

"How is that possible!" the prison mask turned pale, and his figure flashed quickly. After he dodged, there was still a sun-like fireball that didn't move away.

There were two loud bangs, and the two sun-like fireballs were instantly sliced apart, and then exploded violently.

With the impact of this explosion on the Prison Meng, the "Heaven Splitting Technique" prepared tomorrow morning suddenly came out, the space shattered, and a huge fist mark struck towards the Prison Demon God who had not yet stood firm.

The face of the Prison Demon God changed wildly, but before he could react, he was hit by the fist mark and flew tens of thousands of meters away.

With a pop, the Hellmon Demon God spat out a mouthful of blood.

Wang Lin, Cong Ming and Wang Qingshan quickly flew towards the Prison Demon God, and now they finally have the upper hand, and they must take advantage of the victory to pursue!

Just as Wang Lin and the others rushed over, the Prison Demon God stood up with difficulty, and he was laughing wildly while vomiting blood.

"Hahaha, it's a good time, Refining Immortal Ding, come out!" the Prison Demon God laughed wildly and shouted towards the place where the blood pool was located in the distance.

Under his loud roar, the blood-colored pillars of light that connected the heavens and the earth quickly shrank downward, and disappeared after a while. But then a violent smell of blood came out, and a blood-colored light shot from where the pool of blood was located towards the Hellmon.

On that light, Wang Lin felt an aura that was the same as his Ten Thousand Worlds Heavenly Disk. And what Cong Ming felt was the same aura as the killing sword in his hand......

"Stop him, that thing doesn't seem to be complete yet!" Cong Ming's face changed, and he exclaimed. He slammed into the Prison Blind, and the sword that he hadn't used before appeared in his hand.

And the prison Meng didn't look at Cong Ming, but pointed to the blood-colored thing, and said solemnly: "Demon Ding Refining Immortals, Hellfire Chasing Souls, Evil Dragon Souls Return!"

After he finished roaring, the blood-colored thing revealed its shape, a three-legged and two-eared round dome, and blood was all over it. The most important thing is that an inexplicable breath is transmitted from it, and the space cannot be blocked!

"Huh, it's searching for me?" the nearest Cong Ming's figure suddenly froze, and a feeling of being looked at by Chi Guoguo appeared in his heart.

He just felt weird, only Wang Lin's complexion changed suddenly, and his divine sense suddenly entered the space where the evil dragon had been sealed before through the Ten Thousand Worlds Heavenly Disk, and that breath entered here along with Congming's connection!

"Soul Impact!" Wang Lin launched a fierce attack towards the struggling evil dragon, and now the evil dragon was only stimulated, as long as his soul was vibrated he couldn't wake up.

But just when Wang Lin's soul impact came to the evil dragon, the evil dragon's eyes, which had been closed for several years, suddenly opened, and Wang Lin's heart trembled!