The wolf smoke spirit of the martial artist is difficult for ordinary people to see, but these people have the confidence to stay and get a piece of the pie, and their strength is naturally not weak.

Although there is no human kingdom in Beiju Luzhou, for countless years, there are often monks from Dongsheng Shenzhou who come to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and many of these monks are martial artists.

Naturally, they didn't dare to set foot in the depths of the 100,000 Great Mountains easily, because the sect commander would often tell them that there was a legendary ancient demon saint there, so the places where the Terran monks appeared were basically in the outer areas of the 100,000 Great Mountains.

As long as they don't do it too much, those demon saints who survived in the primeval era will only turn a blind eye and comfort themselves, treating this insult as a whip for the demon clan of the younger generations.

The longer you live, the less courage you have. After the devastating Lich War, the old and young became cautious, hypnotizing themselves and putting it all together in a good sense - the big picture counts!

After all, behind these Terran cultivators, those strong people standing are the ones who are really feared by them.

But for these demon kings and great sages who live in the outer areas of the 100,000 Great Mountains, the so-called demon slaying and demon eradication is just an unforgettable hatred from beginning to end.

Therefore, when they sensed that there was still a Terran warrior in the glutton's body, they couldn't sit still any longer.

Hatred and hostility are not enough, the most important thing is that no matter what, you can't cheapen the other party.

The appearance of Ren Qinglian seems to have made them temporarily reach an agreement and begin to temporarily unite and unite with the outside world.

"Seal off the entire void, and you must not let that Terran warrior leave alive!" was a bull demon who spoke, and a grim light flashed in his eyes.

"Niu Daoyou is right, I'll block the void!" The one who spoke was a fair-skinned and handsome young man.

These two people are the two strongest in the group of demons, especially the demon king who looks like a young man, and he is one of the few demon saint masters on the periphery of this 100,000 mountain.

"Listen to Lord Snow Saint!" the others responded.

The young man known as the Snow Saint flashed a crazy look in his eyes, and quickly calmed down again.

He is the demon king who fled from Dongsheng Shenzhou, and since he can remember, he seems to have been oppressed by human beings, those great Confucians who are full of righteousness, those warriors who are full of spirit, and those sword immortals who eliminate demons......

A cold killing intent spread over the entire valley, and a blue snowflake appeared on the palm of the young man's hand, floating in the void, spreading until the entire void was enveloped.

A look of jealousy flashed in the eyes of those demon kings, and they slowly fell on the gluttonous body that was not only struggling.

Although the strength of the Snow Saint is strong, it is only the first time to enter the threshold of the quasi-saint, and it is obviously impossible to eat alone, they dare to follow, they all have their own reliance, seize the opportunity, and may not be unable to achieve the goal.

Devouring the space, Ren Qinglian had no idea that those demon kings in the outside world would put aside their prejudices and join hands because of his appearance.

Unconsciously, the bloody mouth of the Colorful Sky Swallowing Python had been split by him, and the terrifying wound was about to spread to the other party's seven inches.

The Colorful Sky Swallowing Python was already dying, and Ren Qinglian was not comfortable.

I don't know how many years he lost all of a sudden, and the spirit of the whole person is constantly declining.

He subconsciously bit the tip of his tongue and tried to make himself energetic, but the feeling of weakness made him a little drowsy.

More than half of the virulence in the Colorful Sky Swallowing Python's body has been integrated into his body.

The brief clarity allowed him to seize the opportunity to exert the power of time in the candle dragon's finger bones, and an inch of time was fleeting.

Ren Qinglian changed into the appearance of a blood-winged black mosquito in a very short period of time, and her terrifying mouthparts pierced into the giant python's body and began to devour it frantically.

It can be seen that the blood-winged black mosquito has also become much older.

The damage of this time poison did not improve because he devoured the essence and blood divine power of the Colorful Sky Devouring Python!

The primordial spirit of the Heaven Swallowing Demon King has become very dim, and in order to completely burst out the power of the Colorful Sky Swallowing Python, he had to let his Yuan Shen merge into the remains of this Colorful Sky Swallowing Python that has been preserved since ancient times.

This desperate behavior allowed him to master half of the power of the Ancient Ancestor in a very short period of time, but the cost was also unimaginably large.

As the blood-winged black mosquito continued to devour the flesh and blood of the Colorful Sky Devouring Python, his primordial power also began to flow wildly.

It was only then that he knew that this time he was certain to die, and his body and spirit were destroyed.

"Buddha, it seems that you don't know a lot of things, the so-called son of destiny is not me, but him!" He stared at the blood-winged black mosquito that Ren Qinglian turned into, "You won't die if you snap your fingers, it seems that even if you use your natural powers, you can't hurt you...... But it's okay to cause some trouble......"

As he spoke, the voice of the Heaven Devouring Demon King resounded through the void: "Omen of Doom!"

The next moment, a strange force began to spread from the void, wrapping the entire body of the Colorful Sky Swallowing Python into a cocoon-like thing.

The primordial spirit of the Heaven Swallowing Demon King began to completely collapse, and the figure of the Colorful Sky Swallowing Python finally turned into a blood light and merged into the mouthparts of the blood-winged black mosquito.

But at the same time, this layer of gray, silkworm cocoon-like things also began to cover the black mosquito entirely.

Ren Qinglian was shocked in her heart, this kind of power was everywhere, and it was submerged in every inch of flesh and blood around him.

Even if he regained his human form and changed into other forms, he was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Under his inner vision, these gray forces outlined a huge talisman in his body, affecting the changes in the qi around him.

"Damn it, it's a big loss now!" Snapping his fingers, Hongyan didn't know how much longevity he had lost, and now he was counterattacked by the Heaven Devouring Demon King, leaving a strange talisman in his body.

For a while, he didn't care about leaving this space that could collapse at any time, and began to search for the inheritance memories obtained after devouring the Colorful Sky Swallowing Python, and searching for the words left in the fragments of the Heaven Swallowing Demon King's Yuan Shen.

After a long time, he suddenly got up: "A sign of misfortune, bad luck...... The talent of this Colorful Sky Devouring Python ......"

Ren Qinglian wanted to cry without tears, the Colorful Sky Swallowing Python is famous for its strange poison, and its natural powers are also wonderful, it can affect a person's luck, that is to say, if you fall into this omen of misfortune, it is very likely that you will be choked to death if you drink cold water!

"It seems that I have to be honest for a while, but I really can't do it, go to Penglai Island to find Fu Lu Shou Samsung to help suppress it!"

Thinking about it, the collapse of the entire devouring space finally deteriorated to the extreme, and cracks began to appear in the void, rolling up spatial turbulence one after another.

Ren Qinglian is a spirit, is the effect of bad luck coming so soon!?

Being caught up in the spatial turbulence is no joke, even if it is a quasi-saint master, it will be torn to pieces if it is not good.

Without thinking about it, he grabbed a few spirit fruits from the inner heaven and earth to temporarily replenish his physical strength, and flew towards the entrance of this space.

......

In the outside world, as soon as the breath of the Heaven Devouring Demon King disappeared, everyone sensed it.

"Everyone is ready to make a move, the strength of that Terran warrior is not simple!"

As he spoke, the gluttony began to churn more wildly, and the collapse of the devouring space was also destroying its incomparably huge body from the inside out.

A sneer flashed in Xue Sheng's eyes, and he passed on a formation to everyone, and then took out a few divine swords from his arms and handed them to everyone, "Everyone form a large formation according to the method taught by this seat, and give that martial artist a fatal blow!"

It can be seen that this Snow Saint hates the human race to the core, and in order for everyone to listen to his arrangement, he even does not hesitate to give away these divine swords that he has collected over the years.

Everyone got the benefit, so naturally they had no objections, and their thoughts were exchanged, and at the same time they shouted: "Bu Taixuan Sword Array!"

As soon as the words fell, they saw the demonic energy churning, and those divine swords gathered together like silver dragons under their envoys.

Soon, I saw that the Snow Saint flew to the center of the formation, condensed the power of the great array, the ice and snow flew, and the qi machine firmly locked on Ren Qinglian, who had just come to the gluttonous belly.

A creepy feeling came to her heart, and Ren Qinglian didn't want to think about it, so she pushed that intestine.

Although his reaction was fast, Xue Sheng's movements were faster, and when he jumped up, a silver sword light had already broken through the gluttonous and powerful body and slashed at Ren Qinglian.

Although Ren Qinglian jumped some heights, her right leg was still sturdy and slashed, and she was almost cut off directly.

A chill in my heart: "Damn, is this bad luck so obvious!"

Just thinking about it, the divine sword had already pierced one of the gallbladders of the glutton, just above Ren Qinglian's head, and the dirty things fell all over his body, and the second flying sword had already attacked again.

This time he was on guard, and easily avoided the flying sword, but by coincidence, the sword stabbed the gluttonous stomach, and the rancid juice sprayed him again.

One is an accident, and the second is a coincidence. This kind of accident and coincidence has obviously become the norm.

Ren Qinglian not only felt the great luck of the bad luck, but also felt the existence of those demon kings in the outside world, and when she found that they were uniting to deal with herself, she couldn't help but feel the power of this omen of bad luck.

But in this way, wouldn't it be more dangerous to go out recklessly.

The vitality of the gluttony is extremely strong, although it is pierced by the power of the sword array, but it is still struggling to the death, Ren Qinglian is ruthless, and decides to stay first, and slowly devour the essence and blood of this gluttony, firstly, to restore his strength and recuperate his injuries, and secondly, since this gluttony is a disciple candidate favored by Zhu Yandemon Sage, he will definitely not sit back and watch it die like this, at that time, it is a good time for him to fish in troubled waters and take the opportunity to leave.