The sudden appearance of the Shura Rakshasa made the atmosphere on the side of the human race suddenly a lot more solemn.

Over the years, many people have heard of the murderous reputation of Shurakshasa and heard that more than one million monks died at his hands, and even more than 10 million people of Xiuzhen.

This is not impossible, there are at least millions of cultivators and tens of millions of cultivators in the fallen half of the cultivation realm.

Du Bai's eyes swept over the Shura Rakshasa with a sharp gaze, his face was cold, and his tone was full of endless killing intent, and said: "Your demon clan has killed my human race for a hundred years, and you should pay for it with blood! Today, whether it is a demon in the realm of tribulation or a little minion in the realm of qi refining, you must die!"

Du Bai's divine consciousness was withdrawn from the blood-colored mist, which contained tens of millions of souls, including monks and mortals, and it was also said that at least tens of millions of people died at the hands of demons.

The reason why the demons made this blood-colored mist of half the sky was to refine the banner of the Shurakshasa hand, once this blood mist was all refined, it was hard to imagine how powerful it was, and it was definitely a real destruction.

Maybe only the immortal weapon can compete with it, whether it is to avenge the human race or prevent the birth of this blood flag, today the demon race must be destroyed!

"Jie Ji ......"

Shurakshasa laughed loudly, looked at Du Bai, and his red eyes showed disdain: "It's ridiculous that a little person from the lower realm dares to call himself an immortal monarch! Isn't the sky domain full of immortal monarchs? How can the frog at the bottom of the well know the size of the sky! Ridiculous!"

"People of the Netherworld, it's enough to destroy you!" Du Bai snorted coldly, no longer talking nonsense with Shurakshasa , there is only one result today, that is the destruction of the demon race!

Du Bai stretched out his hand, and a touch of gold bloomed in the void, and the purple gold sword turned into a dazzling golden light that extended towards the Shura Shashasa with a dazzling golden light.

It seems to be an inconspicuous touch of golden light, but it has unimaginable power, the blood-colored mist that fills half of the sky is dyed with a layer of gold, and those miserable white skulls let out a terrible scream one after another, and there is a tendency to dissipate.

Seeing Du Bai make a move, the Shurakshasa finally had a touch of hideous color in his eyes, and the blood ** flag in his hand waved, rising against the storm, and the blood light rolled to meet the purple gold sword that flew over.

"Bang!!"

A slight thumping sound echoed in the air, swords and flags collided, and the rippling ripples instantly made everything disappear for a hundred miles, and in its place was a vast plain that stretched from the turbulent plain to the monk's feet.

The large area of space barrier that was torn apart carried a whirlwind and swallowed down, and scraped away a layer of the earth, and the torn space slowly closed.

It was the first time for most of the monks to see the battle of the Tribulation Realm, and it was just a collision of spiritual weapons, and the power generated was enough for them to be shattered.

"Boom—"

"If you want to destroy my demon clan, it's not too late to break through the blood-colored mist arranged by my holy weapon, and you can-"

Shurakshasa smirked, and the blood ** flag in his hand waved, blending into the blood mist, and his black figure gradually disappeared.

As the Blood ** Banner merged into the blood-colored mist, the range of the blood mist instantly expanded dozens of times, enveloping the entire sky, and quickly rushing towards the direction of the human race.

The miserable white skull hidden in the blood mist also became dozens of times larger, and the empty eyes were surging with blood, each of which exuded an extremely dangerous bloody aura.

"Crunch, squeak—"

"Squeak-"

"Boom—"

All kinds of strange sounds are combined, and they fill the whole world like a mourning requiem.

Facing the tens of millions of skulls rushing over, the scene of tens of millions of demon beasts rushing over is even more terrifying, whether it is a high-realm monk or a realm monk, his face instantly turned pale, and his eyes swelled with despair.

Even Yumei Zhenren, who was standing next to Du Bai, Jin Buhuan's expression became very ugly.

These skulls that were rolling with the blood mist were still fatal to them, but it was absolutely devastating to the millions of monks behind them, and even the tens of millions of monks who were rushing over.

Suddenly, the eyes of all the monks were concentrated in front of them, floating in the air, and the Immortal Monarch holding the purple gold flying sword showed a look of anticipation in his eyes.

Now it's up to Xianjun's means, if Xianjun can't cope with it, then ......

Looking at the blood mist that was getting closer and closer, Du Bai's expression was cold, his eyes were cold, and he slowly put away the purple gold sword.

Seeing that Du Bai not only did not attack, but put away the purple gold sword, no one knew what kind of medicine was sold in the Immortal Monarch's gourd.

But looking at the blood mist that was getting closer and closer, and watching the skulls open and close their gaping mouths that could swallow a person, the monks couldn't help but feel a touch of despair.

"Immortal Monarch ......"

Seeing that Du Bai showed no signs of making a move, Yumei Zhenren was also a little anxious and couldn't help but speak.

"It's just a little trick to carve insects, and wait. Du Bai replied lightly, and a golden flame emerged from his palm, floating on his fingertips and swaying gently.

As soon as the seemingly inconspicuous flames came out, the air seemed to become hot, and the blood mist that rushed over couldn't help but slow down a little.

"Huh?" came the blood mist, and Shurakshasa surprised and confused.

The flame in Du Bai's hand made him feel a kind of threat and unease.

"What kind of flame are you?" Shurakshasa couldn't help but ask.

"Wait a minute, you know. Du Bai sneered, the flame of his fingers jumped a few more times, and the air became even hotter.

Seeing that the Shurakshasa seemed to be afraid of the flame in the fingers of the Immortal Monarch, the millions of monks who were originally a little desperate instantly saw the light of hope in their eyes, and their hearts were no matter what kind of power that flame could emit.

"Pretend!" Shurakshasa sneered, and then roared: "Go! Devour me!!"

With the roar of the Shura Rakshasa, the blood mist that had just slowed down instantly accelerated and rushed over, and the entire sky resounded with a tsunami-like roar, surging wave after wave, and it spread to the Terran Sky in just a few breaths.

"Go!" Du Bai shouted, flicking his fingers, and a flicker of golden red flames shot into the blood mist that was surging like a sea.

Rumble!!

Suddenly, the blood mist in the sky burned like gasoline, and the roar of the flames spread to the entire sky at an unimaginable speed.

The blood mist in the sky turned into a raging flame, and countless miserable white skulls let out a terrible scream under the burning flames, and then turned into ashes and dissipated into heaven and earth.

"What kind of fire is this, spiritual fire? But spiritual fire is not so powerful?"

The sudden change did not even give Shuraksa time to react, and the surging blood mist had turned into a sea of fire, which was rapidly disappearing under the burning flames.

The millions of Terran monks looked at the flames rolling in the air, in addition to shock in their eyes, and then deep fear, no one dared to doubt the strength of the Immortal Monarch.

With the presence of the Immortal Monarch, the demons will be destroyed!!

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