The claws and the black mist of the demon sea disappeared in less than a blink of an eye, and the hand of the immortal seemed to have never been there, and a few half-gray clouds floated high in the sky, leisurely and comfortably as if nothing had happened.

The entire realm monks were staring at the direction of the twin mountains, one second they could see the sharp claws constantly struggling and counterattacking, and they could also feel the pain caused by the distortion of time and space, but the next second everything was gone, which made people suddenly feel a sense of trance.

"This ...... Is that the end of it?"

He Miaomiao had thought about how powerful the Immortal Attraction Sacrifice and the Demon God Sacrifice would be, what a huge formation it would cause, and how many mountains and creatures would be destroyed. As a result, from this hand and claw, the greatest danger in the entire realm was that the law would be broken, and this danger did not last long before it ended because of the dedication of the two elders.

From beginning to end, it was as soft as a dream.

Only by remembering the scene of the fierce battle with the demon cultivator, and remembering the creatures who unfortunately fell in the big battle, He Miaomiao reacted with some hindsight, this catastrophe is really over.

......

A split second ago.

The crack in the center of the Demon God Sacrifice Formation spread again, and this long-lasting battle finally made the formation unbearable.

In the eyes of the Nether Monks, the Heavenly Demon Hand and the Immortal Hand had only been facing each other for nearly a year, but for themselves, this entanglement had already spanned an immeasurable amount of time.

They drill from the past into the future, and from the future back to the present, every minute and every second of this world is as long as a hundred years for them.

Manipulating time and space in the Nether Realm so frequently should have caused the laws of this realm to collapse completely, and then the hand of the Heavenly Demon could reorganize the laws, so that this realm, along with the surrounding realms, would all become a pure demon sea.

Once the law changes, this will become the domain of the demons!

At that time, there is no need for a clone to descend into the world, and there is no need to set up a formation to attract the hands of the heavenly demons, these euphemistic methods are too slow and weak. As long as the law changes, the real demons will be able to enter this place and erode the heavens and worlds little by little!

But the rift in the formation expanded little by little, and the only Heavenly Demon clone that could bless the Demon Hand was strangled by the Jiao Clan again, and from that time on, this battle of the law was completely lost.

The remnants of the formation were still fighting, and for the hands of the immortals, this little residual power was completely insufficient to set off a storm. She was even able to separate her mind to make the laws of this realm merge better, and make the battle beyond the heavens go more smoothly.

What if a stupid person who believes in the demon race, even if she has the realm of refining the void and opening the mind? she only needs to divide a little bit of strength, and the outside of the world will become their burial place.

However, there were quite a few monks fighting against these fools, and the situation was so good that she didn't need to disperse even this little bit of power.

Sensing the damage of the Demon God Sacrifice, the Immortal's hand stretched its palm slightly, so that the time of the entire Southern Spirit Realm no longer flowed, and the space no longer operated.

The hand of the Heavenly Demon felt that time was stagnant, and knew that destruction was coming, and before the destruction, he couldn't help but frantically absorb the Demon Sea Demon Qi, this low-end Demon Qi was never taken into its eyes, but at this moment, it had to receive it all.

The hand of the immortal allowed it to roll the demonic qi wildly, until the entire demonic sea disappeared, and then she turned softly in the air, sealing the two mountains to the extreme.

One hand and one claw were dispatched almost at the same time, one up and one down, as if it had only been separated for a moment, and it seemed to have been moving for ten thousand years.

At the time of the black-and-white second-hand collision, this side of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, outside the sky, outside the sky, and even the entire Southern Spirit Realm, all seemed to be destroyed in this impact for a moment.

And this long, short moment passed quickly.

It's business as usual in the Southern Spirit Realm. No matter which realm it is, as long as the law is slightly damaged, it will be quickly restored by the hand of the immortals, and all this will only happen in the few breaths that the hand of the heavenly demon has dissipated.

The huge claws dispersed like a cloud of smoke, and a few wisps of white fingers wrapped around the air disappeared completely with a slight shake.

The Demon God Sacrifice has been destroyed, and the Immortal Attraction Sacrifice is no longer useful.

The hand of the immortal dimmed in the air, and in the soft white light, there were no more two swamming red filaments, and gradually, the whole hand disappeared in the dark clouds.

Time and space were restored, and the entire Southern Spirit Realm only passed in less than a blink of an eye.

......

Rushing to the middle as fast as possible, He Miaomiao and Lu Yanzi were dumbfounded.

The direction of the Holy Fox City was smoky, and it looked even more dilapidated than between the two mountains. The houses in the city were destroyed, and occasionally wisps of dark red blood could be seen, but there was not a single corpse, not even a stump visible.

Xiao Qingqiu turned into powder, and together with the countless treasures of the Tushan clan, it drifted in the entire central part with the wind. The damned ones are all dead, but the undamned ones haven't escaped yet, and the closer they get to the Holy Fox City and Xiaoqingqiu, the more dark red blood stains scattered everywhere there are.

"They really died lightly!" He Miaomiao pulled Lu Yanzi and hurriedly arrived in Chiyun City, and after hearing Zijun's story, she was stunned for a long time before she sneered.

"Oh, isn't it. "Zijun hated the Tu Shan clan so much, even if she survived the difficult heart and demon tribulation, the sacrifices of Tu Shanfan, Zijue and Zishen, as well as the dedication of the two elders, were all thorns in her heart that were difficult to pull out.

She longed to be able to skin and drain the soul of everyone in the Tu Shan clan and make them suffer all the suffering in the world.

"It's a pity that they are not at ease when they are dying, and they have implicated so many innocent monks, they are good, causing a world of living beings to suffer, but in the end, they have not even suffered a little pain!"

He Miaomiao, like Zijun, came to the central part with a raging fighting spirit, hoping to kill Xiaoqingqiu, avenge her parents and relatives, and fight for her deceased old friends!

Even if the Tu Shan clan died ten thousand times, it would not be enough to erase the evil they had committed! But they disappeared so easily, leaving only a group of hateful monks to look at the dust and sigh for a long time.

The sudden arrival of tranquility made all the monks a little in a trance, and the demon cultivators who believed in the demon clan were wiped out, and the Tu Shan clan, the Mo family, and the Su family were wiped out, and the remaining low-level small fish and shrimp couldn't turn up any wind and waves, so there was no one to kill them all for the time being.

However, He Miaomiao knew that once everyone reacted and the battle was really over, their hatred for demon cultivators would be enough for them to take action against any monk with demonic energy.

Tu Shan's self-serving death method will add a handful of firewood and fire to this hatred, and the anger that is suffocated in his heart will explode sooner or later.

"Let's go find Elder Law first, and see where we go to root next. It's time for the Zi family to find a suitable clan land in this new realm. ”

He Miaomiao suppressed the anger and hatred in her heart, let out a long sigh, and walked towards the top of the Red Cloud City Council Hall with Zijun and Lu Yanzi.