The blade landed on the golden lion's claws, and the sharp edge slashed off the opponent's entire front paw, and before the opponent could howl, it stabbed into its heart and finished it. Quickly turning around, a black pillar of light emitted from the sharp corner, hitting the winged snake that was about to be caught in front and back, and the blade suddenly turned, cutting the opponent off.

The flames on the golden lion's body extinguished and fell to the ground, the remaining heat roasting the ground below into cracks. The eyes stared at the winged snake primordial infant that drilled out of the body, and the illusory red silk threads imprisoned the other party, and a howl sounded all around, and the other party's eyes were distracted, but they were wiped out of their minds.

An illusory big hand held the opponent's Yuan Baby, and directly afterburned, the Yuan Ying was overwhelmed, cracked, and the pure source qi escaped from it, and after a while, it turned into virtual smoke. Many demon beasts ran away without the command of the big demon.

The "Ten Thousand Swordsmanship" was thousands of feet of sword rays scattered in all directions, shooting into the bodies of demon beasts, draining their blood until their vision darkened and they were no longer alive.

The bright red blood below was still flowing, and the blood-red veins poured into a blood cell, and next to the blood cell, a transparent figure snorted softly, "Gather", and a force poured out from its side, driving a lot of blood to rush quickly. A black flame appeared below the blood cell, and the insect emperor refined the essence blood in it, and wisps of pale red mist vaporized, compressing the blood cell by more than half. Then, carry the blood ball and escape into the slashing space.

Kang Ziqing glanced at the city in front of her, but she didn't enter, and above the city wall, the eyes of tens of thousands of soldiers were either admiration or fear or joy or worry, all of which were displayed in the two red leaves. Pinning the slash to their waists and flying towards the dense forest, the Hegemony Battle Armor became a sight in their eyes.

After a month, a statue was erected in the city, ten zhang high, almost the tallest building in the city, dressed in black armor, a black horn facing the sky was erected in the center of the forehead, and from time to time people came to pay homage to show gratitude.

In other words, Kang Ziqing flew into the dense forest, and the strong smell of blood emanated from him, making the surroundings quiet, like a bright light in the dark. The demon king who controlled this area didn't need to be prompted at all, and quickly flew towards this side, and when he got closer, the middle-aged man in a yellow and black striped coat changed directly.

A yellow and black striped demon tiger stepped on the void, and the fierce wind blew the woods below with a fierce sound, and when it got close, an extremely disgusting aura came, making it unconsciously a little angry, wanting to tear the other party apart and swallow it.

He stood on the top of the treetops, the green leaves were clearly visible in the distance, the sword at his waist and hips, and he was dressed in black armor, looking extremely heroic. "If you're here, then you'll go to hell. A cold voice spoke.

A gray orb appeared in front of his chest and blasted towards him. The Tiger King, who stopped in time, let out a loud roar, and the strong sound wave attacked the ball, which only stopped it for a moment. Suppressing the rage in his mind, his lantern-like eyes stared at the other party, that is, the war knife on the other party's body.

It is not as brainless as those subordinates, most of the demon beasts refine their bodies, and they are much better than most human monks in terms of physique, and their staying power is stronger, but they are afraid that the other party has a sharp blade, so that the body will not have an advantage, and it is likely to fall into disadvantage.

The intention of opening up in his heart rose up, although he did not have a spiritual weapon, he had seen it many times, and the war knife on the opponent's waist was not hidden, and the fluctuation was obviously a spiritual weapon. The front paws were raised, and the snowy claws shone with a ghostly light, and I don't know how many unjust souls under the claws hit the flying ball.

The "Dead Domain" sphere suddenly expanded, wrapping the opponent's body of nearly fifty zhang, and a fallen leaf fell straight down, the bright red color quickly became larger between its pupils, and a bell rang, waking it up, and its body slammed towards the huge falling leaf.

The red blood veins on the blades of the "Falling" leached out of the leaves, like a large net, and the opponent's claws were unable to exert their strength, tearing constantly, trapping the Tiger King in an area.

Hundreds of tiger claws condensed in front of the Tiger King, striking forward, only to tear a few holes, its expression was obviously a little anxious and even frightened, like a 'sheep' waiting to be slaughtered.

"You can't kill me, I know how to remove the mark from you. It spoke, even the demon king, in the face of death, it still betrayed its clan, its body quickly became smaller, turning into a handsome middle-aged man, in the other party's contemplation, his eyes changed, looking at the gap close at hand, a snow-white sword stabbed in a thousand directions.

Almost under the operation of the source power of its whole body, a gap appeared in the dead domain, which was not big, and a few rays of sunlight sporadically shone into it, which was the brilliance of life.

"You shouldn't lie to me. The cold voice echoed in the Tiger King's ears, sending his heart to the bottom.

The enchantment that shrouded it suddenly disappeared, and a blade with a glowing light slashed towards it, nearly twenty zhang of blades fell, almost becoming a moat, and the thick pressure and evil qi were mixed, making it feel suffocated, this is how many dead souls have died.

The breath of death made its mind clearer than ever, and a cyan talisman appeared above its head, and a thick aura overflowed from the talisman, blocking the blade's fall.

In the eyes of the tiger demon, the fantasy lines shrouded the slashing blade, neutralizing the majestic aura that made it a little uncomfortable, and exhaled a turbid breath in its heart. Re-transformed into a nearly fifty-zhang tiger body and ran towards the back, while Fu Li quickly followed as it moved.

A black light shot out from the slash, and the Worm Emperor opened his dark eyes, but there was some regret in his eyes. The black mang crossed the distance between the two and hit the Fu Li floating in the air, a misty light flashed, the black light dissipated, and the Fu Li suddenly fell, and all the cyan lines on it were scattered.

The tiger demon noticed the change in Fu Li, his whole body was burning, his eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and a crack appeared in the Yuan Shen, a small part of it burned rapidly, and its speed suddenly accelerated.

"Hidden" His body became illusory, the red leaves flashed in his pupils again, and one after another blood qi overflowed from it, his speed increased again, and the slash was raised, like a heavenly god criticizing, and directly slashed down. The breath of death that was getting closer and closer made the Tiger King's back sweat, and when the Yuan Shen escaped, the blade slashed at its neck, and a huge tiger head fell.

The red lines shrouded its primordial spirit, and the other party's eyes were no longer fearful, but hateful, "violent", its primordial spirit was suddenly compressed, and then, immediately expanded, a mushroom cloud rose in the air, and there was no life in a hundred feet, and farther away, the sparse trees were deflected to the other side, and there was not a single leaf on the tree, and the trunk was scorched black, and there were some flames.

A black knife was stuck obliquely in the pit, and a little white spot rose with a gust of wind and turned into dust, still as dark as ever. A figure flashed, dressed in black armor, and flew to his hand, his divine sense swept slightly, and flew into the distance. The volley was still, and as soon as his right hand was stretched out, the previous talisman appeared in his hand, and a rustling sound sounded.

"This is Fu Li, I can still see it now, but I'm lucky. In ancient times, there were talismans, who studied the place where the rules were strong, and put them into it, so that they appeared, which was the talisman, but it was somewhat similar to the current paper talisman and leather talisman. After a long time, it still slowly disappeared. ”

Kang Ziqing's right hand is lightly frosted, the texture is not gold, wood or stone, and there is a natural texture, even if it is now abandoned, he can still feel the righteousness in it, which makes him slightly uncomfortable.